When Fang Zheng opened the store again,

Zuo Qianhu, the owner of the jade shop, and the little skeleton, were all standing outside the store. .

Seeing Fang Zheng coming out intact, it was obvious that Zuo Qianhu and the owner of the jade shop had a look of worry that the expression of worry had been slightly relaxed.

The light in the little skull's eyes flashed, and he seemed to understand something. He immediately ran up and hugged Fang Zheng's legs.

Fang Zheng patted the little skeleton's head and showed a gentle smile on his face.

"Brother Zuo, Brother Yan, fortunately, I'm going to live up to the mission." Fang Zheng nodded to the two people in front of him with a look of fatigue on his face.

hiss!

Zuo Qianhu felt a soreness in his back alveolar.

He regretted the little joke he had ever done more and more.

Seeing Fang Zheng facing an old man who was old enough to be his grandfather, he called Brother Yan and called him brother and brother. The more he called him, the more he was more relaxed. There was no taboo. Fang Zheng's thick skin made him regret it.

The atmosphere was a little nervous because of worrying about Fang Zheng's safety, but Fang Zheng's shameless words, Brother Yan, suddenly the atmosphere soothed a little.

The tall old man, the owner of the jade shop, did not make any unusual statements on his face.

This old man has a good mentality and seems to be straightforward.

In the following time, Fang Zheng began to tell Zuo Qianhu and the owner of the jade shop "Yan Chixia", in detail the entire process of going to the Yin Dynasty.

It is naturally a process of concealing the spiritual martial arts.

When talking about the counterattack of the Scarecrow card at the end, Fang Zheng claimed that he was fearless and with the courage and charm of his own, and recited the Red Book, he kept his mind calm and did not capsize in the gutter.

As for whether Zuo Qianhu and the owner of the jade shop believed it or not, they saw that they didn't even raise their eyelids and looked calm, and it was obvious that the answer was already very obvious.

After talking about the entire process of walking through Yin, Fang Zheng sang the "Red Book" several times.

At this time, the little skeleton, who had not been watching the Enlightenment Early Education Video for a few days, could not understand the complicated language. She had already run to the counter heartily and sat down honestly, and continued to hold the tablet computer that Founder bought during his college years, watching the domestic cartoon happily.

Fang Zheng suddenly felt that he was still too relaxed in managing the little skeleton.

How can children be addicted to cartoons? It should be that academic priority!

The little skeleton suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, and quickly turned around to look around. The two faint lights in their eyes flashed, as if they were a little confused.

Seeing that the chill disappeared quickly, the little skeleton continued to watch the domestic cartoon with relish.

"Brother Zuo, Brother Yan, just as I went to the dark side to kill the evil scarecrow spirit, a question arose in my mind. I wonder if I can ask Brother Zuo and Brother Yan today to help me solve my doubts?" Fang Zheng looked serious and looked at Zuo Qianhu in front of me, the owner of the jade shop.

Brother Yan?

Where is the face?

Although Zuo Qianhu had a headache for Fang Zheng's title, he did not even object to the person involved, so he was not inconvenient to say anything. He just felt a little headache and asked curiously: "What is the question?"

Fang Zheng frowned and thought about the language, then he slowly expressed his question: "Some of the bloody Mary, the pen fairy, the dish fairy, the spiritual divination, etc. have been popular in the Song Dynasty, and it has been a thousand years since the modern times. Even if it is short, some have been hundreds of years since the present..."

"If these psychic games really have such a great evil nature, they will be widely affected as soon as they appear... In this case, these evil spirits cannot have been killed once from ancient times to the present, right?"

"But in contrast, these psychic games have changed dynasties, historical cycles, and the decline and disappearance of civilizations for thousands of years, but only these psychic games have never been destroyed from beginning to end, and have been passed down from ancient times to modern times."

Fang Zheng hesitated: "It seems...it doesn't make sense."

"Just today, even an ordinary person like me just killed an evil spirit. Then in history, more people should have killed evil spirits, but now these evil spirits have always existed safely... I even sometimes wonder whether these evil spirits are immortal? Have I killed evil spirits today?"

An immortal evil spirit?

Every time Fang Zheng thinks of this conjecture, he feels a little numb on his scalp.

It seemed a little surprised that Fang Zheng actually asked such a tricky question. Zuo Qianhu and the owner of the jade shop were obviously surprised, and then looked at the young man in front of him with interest.

When other awakened people dare not even kill ghosts, or their eyes are still on ordinary ghosts, the interesting young man in front of him has a different vision than ordinary people, and he has far-reachingly seen the abnormalities of psychic games.

This vision is as simple as one or two levels higher than that of ordinary people.

This little guy is getting more and more interesting...

"There is an ancient proverb: Ghosts are born from the inner fear. Have you ever heard of it?" Zuo Qianhu looked at Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng nodded as if he was thinking.

"If a person's inner fear is born, a ghost will be born. Then will a hundred ghosts be born in a hundred people's inner fear be born?"

"And if the same ghosts that are feared by these hundred people in their hearts, will a hundred identical ghosts be born?"

The more Zuo Qianhu said, the more serious his expression became.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zheng's face suddenly changed. He had already figured out what Zuo Qianhu wanted to express next.

"Of course, this is just a simple example. Ghosts will naturally not appear so easily." Zuo Qianhu said.

"There are no historical records when these psychic games appeared for the first time and how they appeared. It seems that from the beginning, they have appeared with a mysterious, strange, and special side. After thousands of years of history, these evil spirits have been killed more than once, but every time they kill all the spirit clones, and they have never killed their bodies once, and they will soon rekindle."

"Doesn't it feel very strange? I feel that these evil spirits are already immortal? Indeed, these evil spirits are indeed immortal at present."

"Every psychic game, it only attracts the evil spirit clone. As long as there is a fear, there are these evil spirits everywhere. Evil spirits such as Bloody Mary and Pen Immortal have not only been wiped out ten or a hundred times, but even the psychic divination scarecrow you just killed has been killed more than the first time, but no one has ever found the body of these evil spirits."

Fang Zheng took a deep breath.

Judging from this, it’s simply impossible to solve the problem at the beginning?

...

The chat with Zuo Qianhu made Fang Zheng feel more and more strange and mysterious in this world.

I also dare not slacken in practicing.

So when it dawn, Fang Zheng took the little skeleton back to his residence in the community and told the little skeleton not to disturb him from sleeping. Fang Zheng immediately locked himself in the bedroom alone, and then took out the human skin scripture in his arms.
Chapter completed!