Tonight is everyone’s long separation and reunion.

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

Later, even the coach came to the old street.

The clothes were like stars holding the moon, sitting among the adults. The little guy was happy, and the two balls of light in his eyes flashed quickly.

Yan Chixia, the teacher and Zuo Qianhu, all came to the Netherworld Shop.

Even the Sichuan Sheep had her tongue wide and was blowing on the table from the sea.

It was a sleepless night.

It was not until dawn that the table was full of trouble.

Before the banquet was dispersed, Zuo Qianhu took Yiyi, Chuanpuyang and Xiaohei to the fake bookstore next door. In the Ming store, only Mr. Fu, Zhang Butcher Zhang and Fang Zheng were left.

Fang Zheng's eyes moved.

I know the highlight is finally coming.

He had asked Mr. Zhang 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 understood something thoughtfully...

Perhaps, this incident involves Yi Yi, Mr. Fu, and Butcher Zhang and others who do not want Yi Yi to hear about this.

What exactly is going on?

Need Mr. Fu, Butcher Zhang and others to treat it so carefully?

Mr. Fu seems to have to be busy forever. Mr. Fu stepped on the stairs and went up the second floor. It was Butcher Zhang who took Fang Zheng to the back hall of the Ming Shop.

In the back hall of the Netherworld Shop, there is a sarcophagus.

It was Fang Zheng who brought it back from Siam to seal the sarcophagus with empty clothes and skins.

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

Fang Zheng was also surprisingly quiet at this time.

There was no urging butcher Zhang, and he was eager to know the answer immediately.

"We have found that the three souls and seven spirits of the clothes were removed. Where is the last soul, but there is no way to enter that place yet. We must wait until the second round of spiritual energy revival arrives before we can enter." After about ten seconds of silence, Butcher Zhang looked at the sarcophagus in front of him and calmly said a message that made Fang Zheng unable to calm down again.

Fang Zheng's face turned into a look of surprise after his initial surprise.

I never thought that the three souls and seven spirits of Qi Yiyi would be so soon.

This is really an unexpected surprise.

But soon, Fang Zheng seemed to think of something and frowned.

Do you need the second round of spiritual energy to enter?

Wouldn't that mean that as long as you don't enter the second round of spiritual energy revival for a day, it will never be possible to find the three souls and seven spirits in your clothes?

At least he will have no hope in his life.

As for where the last soul of the clothes is, the answer is self-evident.

At the same time, Fang Zheng finally understood.

Why do we avoid the qiyi? We suffered the pain of three souls and seven spirits being pulled away during our lifetime, and endured countless dark years of suppression. This is too cruel for the qiyi, who is only a seven or eight-year-old child now.

Children should maintain their innocence.

Carefree.

Innocence.

As for the pressure of life.

Just leave it to the adult world to bear.

"But Zhang..."

Before Fang Zheng could finish speaking, butcher Zhang started talking about it.

Butcher Zhang has always been taciturn and he doesn't say much, but Fang Zheng soon found out why Butcher Zhang has disappeared these days.

It turned out that when Butcher Zhang was dealing with the old evil spirit in the city, he accidentally got the clue of the suppression of the three souls and seven souls of the clothes and the place where one of them was suppressed, so he later became a single person to Tibet.

But the magnificence, ruins and miracles in the Tibetan area are the most magical place in myths and legends, and there are endless unknown dangers. Later, Mr. Fu, Yan Chixia, Zuo Qianhu, and coaches joined one after another.

Hearing this, a warmth rose in Fang Zheng's heart.

At the same time, he felt more and more that he owed Mr. Fu, butcher Zhang and others the favors became bigger and bigger.

For the sake of himself and Yiyi, Butcher Zhang and others never ask for help again and again.

"Prepare." Butcher Zhang suddenly said three words that Fang Zheng was confused.

Fang Zheng: "?"

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

Although when he discussed the matter of the three souls and seven spirits of Yiyi with Chuanpuyang, Chuanpuyang had already mentioned that Mr. Fu might have a way to merge the three souls and seven spirits of Yiyi again.

Can you know it?

When Fang Zheng learned that he could implement it in detail, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

"But Zhang, did Mr. Fu say when will the altar be opened? If you have any requirements, I will say it! I don't know if I want golden dragon fish oil, Luhua peanut oil, or genetically modified soybean oil, but I can still go to the mountain and the sea of ​​fire."

For clothing, Fang Zheng volunteered.

Butcher Zhang: “…”

Fang Zheng hasn't been honest all day long.

If you make a vow, you will be slandered.

Thinking of this, the corner of the butcher's mouth curled up an undetectable arc, and then immediately disappeared, becoming a cold rectal man again.

It is precisely because of Fang Zheng’s inappropriateness that the elderly’s life of the old man has rippled again, and there is a feeling of infinite prosperity in youthful life...

"Maybe it's not so fast. Yiyi's three souls and seven spirits were removed by one of the three Tantric religions. The old demon Buddha, the sect of his heart, was not that simple. Mr. Fu needs to find a helper to open the altar together." Butcher Zhang said solemnly.

It turned out that before Fang Zheng came to the Nether Shop.

Mr. Fu, Butcher Zhang and others have already opened the coffin and have seen the empty skin sac that represents one of the three souls in the sarcophagus.

Mr. Fu has also found a countermeasure.

But the old demon Buddha has endless Buddhism, so things become a bit tricky.

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

But he soon recovered.

It is better to see the dawn of hope than to have no hope.

At this moment, Mr. Fu, who had originally been on the second floor, stepped on the squeaking wooden stairs and went back to the first floor.

Mr. Fu, who went downstairs again, actually had something extra in his hands.

It was a woman's embroidered shoes.

When he saw the embroidered shoe in Mr. Fu's hand, Fang Zheng was slightly shocked and made a surprise sound.

This woman embroidered shoes.

Fang Zheng has seen it.

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

I didn't see any moves from Mr. Fu. I raised the single embroidered shoes in my hand and threw them casually on the street outside the store. Then I never ignored them again.

Fang Zheng, who couldn't help but feel curious, hurriedly 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 past the door of the Netherworld Shop and picks up the embroidered shoe, it's the one I'm going to wait for."

After hearing Mr. Fu's answer, Fang Zheng uh, first looking at Mr. Fu, then turning to see the embroidered shoes of the woman who was thrown outside the door.

Mr. Fu, are you really serious?

Fang Zheng didn't have the courage to ask Mr. Fu, who was serious and faced, and secretly asked Mr. Zhang: "But Zhang, can't that embroidered shoe be a token of love between Mr. Fu and others?"

Fang Zheng roared in his heart.
Chapter completed!