There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 817: An embroidered shoe

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Tonight, it’s a long-lost reunion for everyone.

Later, even the head coach also came to Lao Cai.

Everyone gathered around the several family buckets on the table, talking and laughing, talking loudly in the old street, without the sorrow of parting and reuniting, and without too much worry.

Yiyi is like being held by the stars. Sitting among the adults in a circle, the little guy is happy. The two clusters of light in his eyes flashed quickly and once.

Yan Chixia, Du Coach, Zuo Qianhu, all came to Mingdian.

Even Chuan Puyang has a big tongue and brags on the table.

This is a sleepless night.

Until dawn, this table of talents was over.

Before leaving the table, Zuo Qianhu took Yiyi, Chuan Puyang, and Xiao Hei to the fake bookstore next door. In Ming's shop, only Mr. Fu, Zhang Tufu, and Fang Zheng were left.

Founder's eyes moved.

Knowing that the highlight is finally coming.

He asked Zhang Tufu and the others why they went to the Tibetan area, but at that time, no one gave Fang Zheng an answer. Until now, Fang Zheng thoughtfully understood...

Perhaps, Yiyi is involved in this matter, and Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang do not want Yiyi to hear about it.

What's the matter?

Need to make Mr. Fu, Tufu Zhang and others treat it this way?

Mr. Fu seems to be busy forever. Mr. Fu stepped on the stairs and went up to the second floor. It was Tufu Zhang who took Fangzheng to the back hall of Mingdian.

In the back hall of Mingdian, there is a sarcophagus.

It was the sarcophagus that Founder brought back from Siam to seal up the sarcophagus with empty skins.

Butcher Zhang stood in front of the sarcophagus, silent for a moment, one second, two seconds, and he remained silent.

Fang Zheng is also surprisingly quiet at this time.

He didn't urge the butcher, eager to know the answer immediately.

"We have found that the three souls and seven souls of Yiyi have been pulled away, where the last soul is, but there is no way to enter that place for the time being. We must wait for the second round of spiritual energy recovery to enter before we can enter." It was probably silent. For more than ten seconds, Zhang Tufu looked at the sarcophagus in front of him, and calmly said a message that Fang Zheng could no longer calm down.

Fang Zheng turned to surprise after his initial surprise.

I didn't expect to find Qi Yiyi's three souls and seven souls so soon.

This is really a surprise.

But soon, Fang Zheng frowned as if thinking of something again.

Is it necessary to enter the second round of aura resuscitation?

Doesn’t that mean that as long as one day does not enter the second round of aura recovery, then it will never be possible to find the three souls and seven souls in clothing?

At least he is hopeless in his life.

As for where Yiyi's last soul is, the answer is self-evident.

At the same time, Founder finally understood.

Why should everyone avoid clothing, suffering from the pain of being pulled away from the three souls and seven souls, and enduring countless dark years of suppression? This is too cruel for clothing that is only seven or eight years old now NS.

Children should maintain their innocence.

Carefree.

Innocent and innocent.

As for the pressure of life.

Just leave it to the adult’s world.

"Butcher Zhang..."

Tufu Zhang didn't wait for Fang Zheng to finish, he started to talk about it by himself.

Tufu Zhang's character has always been taciturn, and he doesn't say much, but Fang Zheng quickly learned why Zhang Tufu has disappeared these days.

It turned out that when Zhang Tufu dealt with the old evil spirit in Fengshi, he accidentally got the clues about the place where the clothes, the three souls and the seven souls were removed, and one of the souls was suppressed, so he later came to Tibet alone.

But there are countless magnificences, relics and miracles in the Tibetan area. It is the most magical place in myths and legends. At the same time, there are endless unknown dangers. Later, there were Mr. Fu, Yan Chixia, Zuo Qianhu, and the teacher. Wait to join one after another.

"Get ready." Zhang Tufu suddenly said three words that made Fang Zheng confused.

Founder: "?"

"As soon as Mr. Fu is ready, he will immediately open the altar and merge the two souls of clothes and clothes." Zhang Tufu's words were like a blockbuster, and Fang Zheng was overjoyed.

Although he discussed with Chuan Puyang about the three souls and seven spirits of Yiyi, Chuan Puyang mentioned that Mr. Fu might have a way to integrate the three souls and seven spirits of Yiyi again.

You know, go to know.

Founder couldn't help being overjoyed when he learned that it could be implemented.

"Tufu Zhang, did Mr. Fu say when the altar will be opened? If you have any requirements, just say it! I don’t know if you want Arowana oil, Luhua peanut oil, or genetically modified soybean oil. Huohai, I can still do it."

For the sake of clothing, Founder volunteered.

Butcher Zhang: "..."

The kid Fang Zheng didn't have a day to be honest.

Swear an oath to make a fool of yourself.

Thinking of this, the corners of Butcher Zhang’s mouth conjured up an unnoticeable arc, and then immediately disappeared, becoming an indifferent rectal man again.

It is precisely because of Fang Zheng's rudeness that the retirement life of the old guys of them has revived ripples, and there is a feeling of youthful life infinitely flourishing...

"It may not be so fast. The three souls and seven souls of Yiyi were pulled away by one of the three sects of Tantric Buddhism, the old Demon Buddha, the founder of his mind. This matter is not that simple. Mr. Fu needs a helper. Let's open the altar together." Zhang Tufu said solemnly.

It turned out that it was long before Founder came to Mingdian.

Mr. Fu, Tufu Zhang and others have already opened the coffin and have seen the empty skin in the sarcophagus, which represents one of the three souls of meaning.

Mr. Fu has also found a countermeasure.

But the old Demon Buddha's Dharma is boundless, so things get a little tricky.

Fang Zheng felt a little disappointed when he heard that the time was not so fast and he had to wait for someone.

But soon recovered.

It is better to see the light of hope than no hope.

At this moment, Mr. Fu, who had been up to the second floor, stepped on the creaking wooden stairs and went down to the first floor again.

Mr. Fu, who went downstairs again, had one more thing in his hands.

That is a woman embroidered shoe.

When he saw the embroidered shoe in Mr. Fu's hand, Fang Zheng was slightly startled and let out a surprised sound.

This woman's embroidered shoe.

Founder has seen it.

It was the single embroidered shoe in the wooden box on the second floor.

I didn't see any movement from Mr. Fu. He raised the single embroidered shoe in his hand and threw it on the street outside the store casually, and then he didn't ignore it anymore.

According to Fang Zheng, who couldn't stand his curiosity, he quickly stepped forward and asked Mr. Fu what was going on?

Mr. Fu's answer is very simple.

"I'm waiting for someone."

"If someone walks through the door of Mingdian and picks up that embroidered shoe, that's the one I'm waiting for."

After listening to Mr. Fu's answer, Fang Zheng snorted. He first looked at Mr. Fu, and then turned to look at the embroidered shoes of the woman who had been thrown away outside the door.

Mr. Fu, are you serious?

Fang Zheng didn't have the guts to ask the serious-faced Mr. Fu, and secretly asked Tufu Zhang: "Tufu Zhang, that embroidered shoe, isn't it a token of love between Mr. Fu and others?"

Fang Zheng roared inwardly.

The fire of gossip is burning.