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Chapter 177 The Three Great Magical Arts in Asia

Fang Zheng looked in the direction pointed by the old security guard. .

The afterglow of the sunset,

Drag a person's figure into a narrow and long way to the end of his journey.

At this time, the quarry had already stopped working, and the dust in the sunlight during the day had settled, so there was no dust everywhere, so I quickly saw the visitor clearly.

This is a man in his thirties with a short, broken head, plain appearance, and a bit white skin. His lips are thin, which seems to indicate that this person is mean by nature. He looks exactly the same as the man in Zhang Jiu's bedroom.

But what's strange is that the climate has begun to warm up slightly now, but this person is still wearing a thin standing collar cloak in spring and autumn, wearing a black dress, wearing a Gothic dark and cold style, and is not afraid of prickly heat coming out.

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed by.

At the same time, I looked at the sunset in the sky that had not yet completely settled, and there was contemplation in my eyes.

Is it really not a ghost to be able to show activities during the day?

Is it really Zhang Jiu himself?

Just at this moment, several day-hour security guards in the security room who were about to get off work met, which attracted Fang Zheng's attention.

"Uncle, have you noticed that Zhang Jiu seems to have grown up recently?" The speaker was one of the three security guards. Fang Zheng had already known his name when he introduced himself, and his name was Zheng Liangxing.

This is a little security guard who is less than 20 years old and even has clear blush on his lips. Fang Zheng learned that Zheng Liangxing was a relative in the same village brought by Captain Ma. Because he was not a good student, he got a vocational high school diploma and entered society early.

The uncle Zheng Liangxing mentioned refers to the old security guard.

Young people are already energetic and are full of curiosity and observation about everything around them, so Zheng Liangxing has the previous words.

Zheng Liangxing continued: "I remember when I was standing with Zhang Jiu, I was as tall as Zhang Jiu, and I could just look straight with him. But in the handover in the past few days, I found that I needed to raise my head a little to meet Zhang Jiu's two eyes."

The old security guard and another greasy middle-aged male security guard had a disgusted expression.

"Maybe you were dazzled, maybe Zhang Jiu's inner height has increased, maybe he had a blind date recently, or he fell in love with a girl."

"It may also be the second development, maybe Zhang Jiu is still a little late. My cousin's college son is only 1.68 meters tall when he graduated from college. After graduation, he has been working for a few years and has been 10 centimeters. Now he is almost 1.8 meters tall. Now he is being pushed by the matchmaker every day, and the girls want to marry into their family."

Zheng Liangxing was a little skeptical, obviously not convinced.

How come God is still developing again at the age of 30?

I'm also a giant baby.

Do you really think that vocational high school is illiterate?

Anyway, Vocational High School has also enjoyed the country's complete nine-year compulsory education. I have attended several cram schools with Jiuyi.

At this moment, Zhang Jiu, who was riding a small donkey, was approaching the security room. Zhang Jiu had just stopped the small donkey. Zheng Liangxing, who was competitive and stubborn, couldn't wait to ask Zhang Jiu if he had been wearing a high height in his clothes recently.

"No, what?" Zhang Jiu seemed to be really taciturn, just three short words.

Zheng Liangxing said unconvincedly: "I said, Brother Zhang Jiu, you have grown taller recently, and you are probably half a head taller than me. My uncle and the others don't believe me. Let's compare your height, Brother Zhang Jiu."

Zhang Jiu ignored Zheng Liangxing. Zheng Liangxing wanted to continue pestering Zhang Jiu. At this moment, the old security guard slapped him in the back of the head and said, "When I was in school, I wouldn't see you competing with my classmates in my class, otherwise I wouldn't have made your parents angry like that."

Zheng Liangxing seemed a little afraid of the old security guard, the elder of the same village, and did not dare to say anything for a moment.

Then the old security guard showed his black and yellow smoky teeth and said to Zhang Jiu: "There are so many things for a child. Don't pay attention to this incompetent boy. I will work hard for you in the evening shift again."

After saying that, the old security guard said earnestly: "Manager Yu has just brought a Taoist priest and a monk to do rituals to exorcise evil spirits for the quarry. This is the disciple brought by the Taoist priest. With them in the quarry, Zhang Jiu, you can put a hundred hearts tonight."

Then, the old security guard introduced Fang Zheng to Zhang Jiu.

Of course, on the surface, Fang Zheng, who looks young, is still the "apprentice" of the old charlatan.

After the introduction, the security guards in the day shift hurriedly packed their things and left the quarry on three small donkeys. Seeing that the sky was about to dark, all the people in the quarry had left, they didn't want to walk on the night road.

Especially in this quarry, they can't stay for a moment after one night.

"Hello, let me introduce myself again. My name is Fang Zheng, who is upright and square. Fang Zheng stretched out his palm with kindness.

"Zhang Jiu." Zhang Jiu shook hands with Fang Zheng just as he slacked off.

Zhang Jiu was stretched out his left hand, and he kept his right hand in his pocket from beginning to end, perhaps because he was inferior to his right hand's disability.

Hum? The palms are warm?

In other words, a living person?

Fang Zheng was a little surprised, but he didn't show any expression on the surface.

Could it be that the headless male corpse in Zhang Jiu's bedroom is really not Zhang Jiu's body?

But the position of the hand is exactly the same, so how should we explain it?

If Zhang Jiu's head disappeared after his death and was running around, Zhang Jiu's palm in front of him was obviously carrying body temperature strangely like ordinary people, but it was impossible to explain it.

At this time, Zhang Jiu picked up the water cup, and the person came to the water dispenser and just filled the fresh boiled water. He blew a sip of the hot air, and then took a sip of boiled water carefully. Regardless of his expression or movement, it was no different from that of ordinary people. Can he feel the temperature of boiled water? Do you also know that boiled water is scalded?

"I suddenly remembered that I hadn't dripped in the whole afternoon, and suddenly I felt so thirsty. Is there a disposable cup here? I'll ask for a glass of water."

Fang Zheng walked up to the water dispenser and was about to bend down to get the disposable plastic cup, but when he stood up, he was unstable and was about to fall. He hurriedly grabbed Zhang Jiu who was drinking water on the side.

Suddenly, Zhang Jiu couldn't hold the water cup firmly, and most of the boiling water in the cup spilled out, not only wetting the cloak of the top, but also burning the fingers with boiling water, making a painful sound.

The water cup was unstable and fell to the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I have a tissue here, I'll wipe it for you." Fang Zheng picked up the tissue and wiped it on Zhang Jiu's face.

Fang Zheng was very ruthless, and he almost rubbed Zhang Jiu's face as a washboard.

As a result, there was no abnormality on Zhang Jiu's face, and even after exerting force, his skin could wrinkle and turn red, and his nose was not crooked. The acne marks on his face and the dense nose tips on his nose, and the rough pores caused by staying up late for a long time, are clearly visible, completely like normal people.

It's not like plastic surgery, one of the three major evil tricks in Asia?

"Where do you wipe it? What wet is the clothes, not the face. Forget it, I'll do it."

"What are you doing, wherever you touch it, just wipe it, put your hand into my clothes, what do you do..."

Zhang Jiu's screams came from the security room.
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