There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 521: The only survivor (6 more, please subscribe for monthly pass, make up for National Day 7)

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Sunset and moonrise.

The night is dark.

Ding jingle bells... The bell that Xiao Hei wears around his neck is especially crisp at night.

Xiao Hei's injuries healed quickly.

Now this swelling cat is alive and well again, walking in front of Fang Zhenghe Yiyi, stepping on the catwalk, squinting around, like a cold and proud queen, patrolling the territory.

Xiao Hei's injury heals quickly, and Fang Zheng has not strengthened the soul-raising bell on Xiao Hei's neck.

The soul-raising bell is too conspicuous.

He was worried that he would be exposed, so he did not strengthen the soul-raising bell,

The reason why Xiao Hei's injury healed so quickly, and swelled up so quickly, was because Mr. Youfu took the shot himself.

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Nursery.

Today's Zuoqianhu Bookstore is surprisingly closed for the first time.

On the contrary, it is the next door Mingdian, which has reopened.

I saw Mr. Fu busy in the shop.

Butcher Zhang continued to sit at the door and eat his braised pork head.

Life always needs to continue... Two days have passed since the closure of Blessed Land, and everything is slowly returning to its original trajectory.

Fang Zheng heard that with the closure of the Sanhuangjing Fudi, a large number of masters will support Lingxu Mountain Fudi and Xuling Dongtian in the province.

Fang Zheng had also moved, taking the opportunity to go to the idea of ​​scalloping wool.

However, these two places are now the most vigilant. Under martial law, he is not within the system, and without a permit, he is more likely to be killed as a foreign spy if he rashly approaches.

Furthermore, his injury is not healed. Yiyi was trying to save him, causing the instability of his form to almost collapse. If he left the clothes at this time, it would be unreasonable.

Based on several reasons, Fang Zheng continued to stay in Zhoushi.

Fangzheng took Yiyi’s little hand and entered the Mingdian, intending to ask Zuo Qianhu where he went today, but he just entered the Mingdian. The first words of Zhang Tufu said: "Yiyi looks awkward today. Shao, have you received the bone scale sent to you by the ghost mother?"

Fang Zheng denied: "Absolutely not."

Zhang Tufu took a deep look at Fang Zheng, and did not ask too much on this issue. He just said lightly: "It’s fine if you haven’t received it. This cultural relic is a provincial-level cultural relic. If it is damaged, at least It is also a ten-year start. Whether you have received it or not, you just have to have a number in your heart."

Founder: "..."

Fangzheng felt that Tufu Zhang must have known something. He felt that he could no longer discuss this issue in depth. He quickly changed the subject and asked Tufu Zhang. He talked about it on the phone during the day and found a cure for the bones. What is the cure for porosity?

Tufu Zhang: "It's the fake scholar in the next room. He helped Yiyi find a cure. He temporarily closed the shop for one day today. He left Yiyi’s wooden carving toolbox in Mr. Fu’s shop and said Yiyi will stay with Mr. Fu to practice carving these days."

"He is three to five days late, and he will be back in one or two days soon."

After hearing this, Fang Zheng asked: "Zuo Qianhu has said that he has found a way. Why did he leave for so long? Will there be any danger?"

Zhang Tufu shook his head: "The fake scholar left without saying a word after leaving the toolbox. No communication can be reached."

When Tufu Zhang said that, Fang Zheng couldn't help but worry about the safety of the thousands of households.

Yiyi followed Fang Zheng, and she was a little ignorant to hear. She gently pulled Fang Zheng's sleeves, and then raised a line of words on the tablet to show Fang Zheng.

After looking at it, Fang Zheng stroked the little head of Xia Yiyi, and said with a gentle smile: "Don't worry, there will be nothing wrong with Yiyi. Yiyi must practice woodcarving. In this life, he must be filial and repay Zuo Qianhu."

Yiyi is still a little ignorant, but she still nods.

Master is a good person.

Uncle Fu is a good person.

Uncle Zhang and Grandpa Yan are also good people.

Everyone is a good person, and Yiyi will be very sensible.

Fang Zheng looked at Yi Yi who was as serious as a little adult, laughed, and boasted: "The more clothes I grow up, the more worry-free it will be."

Next, Yiyi struggled to hold the children's version of the toolbox that belonged to her, and began to sit behind the table, earnestly carving the wood carvings.

Fang Zheng glanced at the sculpted Yi Yi with his head down. He originally wanted to ask Mr. Fu today about the investigation of the evil Buddha and Yi Yi's origins, and whether there is any result. However, today the Zuoqianhu store is closed and Yiyi is in the Ming store. Fang Zheng thought about it, and finally decided to ask a few days later.

If there is any important information, I believe Mr. Fu will tell him in advance.

However, Fang Zheng asked Mr. Fu again to inquire about another matter, but he did not deliberately avoid clothing.

"Mr. Fu, do you remember the ghost bride on my back? Why did I succeed in carrying the aura and the curse broke out, but the curse is still on me? Is there no way to lift the curse? "This matter is a life-long event. Since he was released from the blessed land, Fang Zheng has been entangled in various trivial matters. Only today did he have time to ask Mr. Fu about the curse.

It's just that even Mr. Fu can't help it this time.

Unless the bones are found.

That is, the antique relics stolen from which ancient tomb by the tomb robbers can solve the curse once and for all.

As long as the tomb is not found.

According to the current situation, the curse will always exist. Moreover, if the cultural relics continue to flow out, the number of people cursed will increase.

Fangzheng did not give up, and continued to ask: "Last time Mr. Fu said that all the people who planted this curse were dead, and there was only one survivor left, who was the Advanced Night Wanderer before the aura recovered. Realm, only then escaped a catastrophe."

"Now in this world, there should be only two survivors, me and the night tour envoy. How is the situation of that person now?"

Soon, Founder regretted why he had asked this question.

Because, Mr. Fu's answer made Fang Zheng desperate.

"The man died and was sucked into a man. Now you are the only survivor left." Mr. Fu looked at Fang Zheng, the dead man's face was still without expression, and the voice was as narrative. Said calmly.

What? ! !

"Dead?"

"Dying to be **** by a sucked adult?"

Fang Zheng suddenly felt a slight tingling in his head like electricity.

Mr. Fu is still the dead face with no expression: "We speculate that this time it should be the advancement of the Japanese tour operator before the aura is restored, in order to avoid a catastrophe."

Fang Zheng's mouth is a little bitter.

That's a day tour operator!

Not a night tour operator!

Currently, among the country’s 1.4 billion people, there are only ten day tour guides who are rare. From this we can see how difficult it is for this advanced day tour guide.

Next, according to what Mr. Fu said, the curse is now escalated, and now even the Night Walker can no longer see the curse behind Fang Zheng, unless you look through the mirror.

Founder: "..."

"Mr. Fu, I don't know if you can contact Senior White?" There was more than one curse on Fang Zheng.

His wrist is still wrapped with a blue silk from a Japanese traveler.

Fang Zheng always felt that Mr. Fu and Leek No. 4 must know each other, maybe Mr. Fu could find a woman in white for him.

"Why did you suddenly think of looking for her?" Mr. Fu looked at Fang Zheng in confusion.