There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 818: I heard that a panda is given to a friend in Bashu?

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Tufu Zhang is an indifferent rectal man.

Not as keen on gossip as Founder.

So Founder is destined to be on Tufu Zhang's side, and he can't get any answers.

Fang Zheng, who couldn't eat melon, finally had to leave Mingdian and went to the fake bookstore next door. It was about to dawn and the old street was going to be silent again. He should pick up his clothes.

When I was out of the dark shop.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but looked at the embroidered shoe that Mr. Fu threw on the street again with curiosity.

Don’t Mr. Fu worry about being picked up by ordinary people?

Why is Mr. Fu so sure that the person picking up the embroidered shoes is the one he is waiting for?

And is the person waiting for a woman?

With doubts in his mind, Fang Zheng walked towards the Zuo Qianhu store next door.

"Brother Zuo, I don’t know if you have heard a little story? I heard that there are pandas in the mountains of Bashu. Let a friend from Bashu send a giant panda......"

As soon as he entered the store, Fang Zheng said with a smile like a chrysanthemum, a harmless smile on the face of humans and animals.

Zuo Qianhu looked at the smile on Fang Zheng's face.

I always feel that Fang Zheng's smile today is very thief.

"What are you going to say?" Zuo Qianhu was very alert.

Fangzheng rubbed his hands and smiled: "Brother Zuo, let's say goodbye this time. Isn't it more than half a month now?"

"If you don’t see each other in a day, it’s like three autumns, not to mention it’s half a month. There are at least twenty three autumns! The old saying goes, there are friends who come from afar! I have given a gift to Brother Zuo. Shouldn’t Brother Zuo return a gift? I am not greedy. The last time I walked in the shadows of the woodcarving artifact from the murderous god, you can give me another one."

Fangzheng smiled honestly, thinking he was very honest.

In the eyes of Zuo Qianhu, Chuan Puyang, and Xiao Hei, they were shameless and received a contemptuous look.

Fangzheng has been around for so long, in fact, his intention is very simple.

I want to borrow a wooden carving instrument from Zuo Qianhu, and wait for the next time I go to shame, to kill the decapitated woman.

Even if it is not used to kill women with beheading, just in case, it is good to keep it for self-defense.

The ghost knows that next time, next next time, next next time you are forcibly drawn into the spiritual world of the dead, will they encounter a greater crisis?

There is a saying called preparedness without danger.

Zuo Qianhu was a little confused: "What did you give me?"

"That family bucket!"

"Zuo Qianhu also ate just now, shouldn't someone like Zuo Qianhu, turn around and forget?"

Fang Zheng became more sad as he spoke.

Well, Zuo Qianhu hasn't spoken yet. Chuan Pu sheep is licking the wool. Haha, who has been dismantled, laughed and said: "Fall the sheep, your brain will be filled with melons, it's all melon balls. Well, the whole family, Tong, is obviously the little niece Yiyi who used the money she earned from selling handicrafts and bought it to honor our uncles and uncles."

Zuo Qianhu: "..."

Fang Zheng didn't feel embarrassed after being exposed face to face. He actually said calmly: "Chuan Puyang, brother Xiang gave me a dream last night and said he missed you."

Threat!

This is a naked threat!

Chuan Puyang was immediately frightened and shut down.

Zuo Qianhu: "Why did you mention this suddenly?"

Zuo Qianhu is a little curious.

Why did Fang Zheng suddenly mention the wood carving he wanted to carve?

In normal times, Fang Zheng is a person who knows what is important, not a greedy person.

Fang Zheng sighed and started desperately talking about himself miserably, how miserable he has been since he was entangled by ancient resentments.

Drinking water will plug your hair, boiling water will cause hair, and pouring water will cause hair.

Drink your hair in a drink, drink out your hair in soy milk, and wash your face with hair.

Fang Zheng went from living coffins to being inexplicably pulled into the dungeon from the dead, and then to the fact that ancient grievances entangled him in reality, telling them one by one.

After Zuo Qianhu listened to this, he actually smirked and laughed: "Brother Zhiqiu, do you seem to have a relationship with women?"

The gods are fateful with women.

Am I here to talk about women today?

"Brother Zuo, stop making trouble." Fang Zheng sighed.

"Brother Zuo, you see that I am so miserable, or else, Brother Zuo will lend me a "killing **** for nothing" as a self-defense..."

Zuo Qianhu changed his serious face this time: "This matter is indeed a lot of trouble."

"I mean." Fang Zheng nodded, thinking Zuo Qianhu finally agreed.

Nevertheless, Zuo Qianhu changed his words: "I will let Mr. Fu take this matter. Mr. Youfu will take action, and there will be results soon."

"Unexpectedly, I just left for twenty days, so many things happened in the city of Zhou."

When Fang Zheng heard that Mr. Fu would take action, he immediately stopped.

He rarely found a rich oil well.

It's all about getting rich.

As soon as Mr. Fu is asked to take action, how can there be anything to do with him?

"Brother Zuo, I think about it carefully, and I think this is also a pretty good opportunity for experience. It's better not to bother Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu is currently busy with clothing. The more critical the moment, the less we should give fortune. Mr. blocked up."

The Zuo Qianhu side can't take advantage, Fang Zheng moved again to find Yan Chixia at the jade shop, but the result was fruitless.

Finally, Fang Zheng left the old street before dawn with some depressed mood.

But as soon as he returned to his hometown, Fang Zheng was immediately resurrected with full blood.

Because he remembered one thing!

"Since it’s impossible to rely on others, it seems that I can only rely on myself. Fortunately, I have a line of clothes from Zuo Qian Hu. It’s okay that the clothes and clothes are not as exquisite as Zuo Qian Hu. After all, I still have people. The skin scriptures are the artifacts of good fortune."

"The imagination of human beings is infinite, and the power of the human skin scriptures is so great."

The more Fang Zheng thought about it, the more he felt that this method was very feasible.

When I just got home, I noticed that Fang Zheng looked at him kindly and kindly, the little guy was startled at that time.

The eye sockets seem to have become embarrassing characters.

Should she do her homework as soon as she got home?

Then, under Fang Zheng's gaze, the little guy consciously took out the math book, slumped in front of the coffee table in the living room, with a sad face, breaking his fingers to calculate addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and started writing today's math homework.

Founder was surprised.

Why did Yiyi take the initiative to do math homework when she got home today?

The most annoying thing this little guy usually does is math homework.

Then Founder was relieved.

Yiyi finally grew up, and finally understood his good intentions.

If the world has grasped mathematics, it is equivalent to grasping the whole world and calling your father.

Next, Fang Zheng began to think seriously.

If you want to make weapons of the spiritual world, where can you find this material?

The first material that Fang Zheng thought of was the coffin board.

This coffin board must be a coffin board in a very gloomy place, and the Yin Qi must be heavy.

But he doesn't know where Zuo Qianhu snatched the leftovers from the coffin board last time?

However, this is not a problem!

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up.

He thought of the seventy-two ghost gates where the tombkeeper's lair was located.

"It seems that I have to go to seventy-two ghost gates!"

"Now that I have entered the middle of the night tour operator, it is not a problem to fight the night tour operator alone!"

"This time I will not only grab the coffin board, but also hit the grave guard's nest!"

The tone of Yiyi last time was shot by Butcher Zhang, but Fang Zheng never forgot the hatred of the tomb guard!

You gain face!

The dignity is picked up by yourself!