There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 816: The tomb of the mountain **** after death

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"Tufu Zhang, you are talking about Brother Zhiqiu?" Zuo Qianhu's eyes moved and looked at Tufu Zhang.

Zhang Tufu glanced at Zuo Qianhu beside him: "That is your Zhiqiu brother, but not our Zhiqiu brother."

"Since you gave people your nickname, Fang Zheng called out brother Yan one by one, which made us two generations lower than Fang Zheng."

Zuo Qianhu smiled a little awkwardly, and then shouted injustice: "I didn't expect that little guy would have such a thick skin, and the more Yan brothers screamed, the more skilled he would become."

"This kid has a thick skin, I only see it."

The old man Yan Chixia with white beard and hair on the side laughed loudly, and the laughter was thunderous, which shows that this is an old man with a bold personality.

He didn't mean to blame anyone, nor did he object to Fang Zheng calling him Brother Yan to take advantage of him and equal his generation.

At this time, Zuo Qianhu continued: "When it comes to taking advantage, I never suffer. I admire that this kid can actually take advantage of the Luo family. At the beginning, he showed me that the root was taken by the Luo family’s girl. When I personally tied the green silk on his wrist, he frightened me. It was a day tour operator. This kid took advantage of him and he was so bold..."

From the corner of Zhang Tufu's eyes, he glanced at Zuo Qianhu beside him: "You are not afraid that he will not be able to eat, but don't forget, he was cursed by a ghost bride first on his back."

At this time, all the instructors interrupted speechlessly and said, "Hey, hey, I said, are you a little bit off topic too serious? Just now we were talking about the very serious topic of the tomb-suppressing beast."

"Modern living Zhang Fei is the coach." Zhang Tufu glanced at the coach, and suddenly yelled headlessly.

"What are you doing?" All the coaches with a harmless baby face of humans and animals answered with a little triumph.

"It's okay, looking at your shamelessness, I see things and people, I seem to see Fang Zheng from you, as if I see Fang Zheng still alive safely, I haven't seen Fang Zheng for two months. "Zhang Tufu still didn't say something in his heart, he was afraid that it would be embarrassing to say it.

Long away from home.

He is a little homesick.

I miss the Fangzheng who is full of serious mouths and can get into trouble every few hours...

Innocent people with guns are all coaches: "???"

Who did I provoke?

What makes me brazen?

What's the meaning of looking at me and thinking about people?

"Tufu Zhang, you must be jealous of us and Yiyi, Fangzheng who took a family portrait, but you are not alone, right? Yes, you must be jealous that I have a family portrait, but you don't."

Butcher Zhang: "..."

Everyone: "..."

……

"Snee!" Fang Zheng, who was thousands of miles away, just quit the spiritual world of the dead, and suddenly sneezed.

"Who is thinking of me?"

Fang Zheng looked around with both eyes, a little bewildered for a while.

It stands to reason that when his physique reaches his level, he can no longer catch a cold easily.

……

It is still in the belly of the mountain.

Tufu Zhang began to tell everyone in detail about the two town tomb beasts he saw at the 72nd Ghost Gate.

After listening, Mr. Fu fell into deep thought.

"We all know that when the tomb guards were punished and let the guards stay at 72 ghost gates for a hundred years, it was not only because there were a large number of war-time corpses stranded there to prevent the corpses from becoming evil and causing troubles. Simple. The most important reason is to keep the real secrets in the seventy-two ghost gates." Mr. Fu opened his mouth slowly while pondering.

"If Zhang Tufu remembers correctly, perhaps, here will be another cemetery where the mountain gods are buried. If it is a secret involving the mountain gods, no one will be able to open it before the second round of aura recovery comes. No one can leave the mountain **** cemetery alive after peeking at it."

Mr. Fu’s voice is still a plain tone without joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. It is a solemn atmosphere. The words from Mr. Fu seem to be calm and calm.

It's like no matter how many stones are thrown into the Ten Thousand Years Old Lake, you can't be surprised by the ripples.

"After we went out, we immediately asked people outside to blow up all the entrances into the belly of the mountain."

"At the same time, let people look closely at the old antique fake death who was carried out from the mountain by the carpenter. He must know something about him. He will never show up here for no reason, and he will not be here on holiday. ."

After thinking about it, Mr. Fu said the above two points. Then, the group began to clean up and prepare to exit the mountainside.

Just as Mr. Fu said.

If there is really a mountain **** buried here after death, it is not yet the second round of spiritual recovery, how many people will die.

No matter how many strong people come, it is futile.

Because!

Currently, the concentration of heaven and earth aura is not enough, and it is still unable to create a stronger power.

If you rush to dig the tomb where the mountain **** is buried, you will only die in vain.

Currently, the only countermeasure in the country is to mark the coordinates, guard the entrance, and wait for the second round of aura recovery in the future...

If there is no second round of Reiki resuscitation, it is best.

Then the history they are most worried about will not repeat itself.

"This time Zhang Tufu came to the Tibetan area without a word. We have found what we wanted to find. The various visions that occurred in this mountain have also been answered. Probably because there is an ancient mountain **** buried here. Tomb...The things here are all over. Tufu Zhang is right. The old guys have been away from home for too long. It's time to get ready to go home."

……

……

Fang Zheng didn't know that something happened thousands of miles away.

Because Fang Zheng was busy in the next few days.

Due to the most frequent typhoons in July, it rained in coastal provinces for several days, and Fang Zheng was entangled by women with beheading every day.

Cutting stable leeks every day, Fang Zheng was very busy.

And his realm of cultivation is also making rapid progress every day, which is entirely due to his physique that can learn everything quickly.

Until two more days have passed.

This day.

It rained continuously for several days along the coast, and finally stopped, and finally it stopped raining outside.

When Fang Zheng stood in the bedroom again and turned off his phone in airplane mode for a day, he discovered that Captain Fei actually called during the day.

However, there is only one call, which does not seem like an important emergency.

Sure enough, as Fang Zheng flipped through the message, he flipped to a message from Captain Fei.

"Mr. Fu, they have already returned to the city."

Only a few words, Fang Zheng was already excited and happy. Chuan Puyang and Xiao Hei, who were vying for the right to care for Hemiao, took a taxi and went directly to the old street.

Looking at a goat as big as a calf, squeezing into the car, the taxi driver almost didn't urinate.

When the taxi stopped at the intersection of the old street, the taxi driver was reluctant to drive into the gloomy old street until the night, and Fang Zheng had to choose to walk into the old street. Sure enough, he watched all the way away. The lights are on at the jade shop, the dark shop, and the fake bookstore, shining on the street outside the door.

A familiar scene that I haven't seen for a long time reappears again.

Old man Yan Chixia was carving the jade in his hand in the jade shop, as if he felt something. He raised his head and saw Fang Zheng and Xinxi running into the jade shop.

Mingdian.

Mr. Fu burned paper money ingots at the entrance of Mingdian. The pile was high, as if he was going to pay off all the paper money ingots accumulated in the past month.

If the paper money ingot also has the business of spending and borrowing, it can also pay off the arrears at one time.

Butcher Zhang, who hasn't seen him in two months, is the same as before.

Sitting in the Mingdian, chopsticks and chopsticks hold pig's head, accompanied by small wine.

Hearing the movement outside the street, Zuo Qianhu from the fake bookstore next door also walked out to check the situation.

The Yiyi guy has ran over and hugged Zuo Qianhu.

Zuo Qianhu laughed happily.

"Mr. Fu! Butcher Zhang! Brother Zuo! You are finally back. It's been a month or two since your trip. Why did everyone go to the westernmost part of the motherland? I can't contact you with my mobile phone!"

"What on earth is there that can make you all run over?"