Because you are afraid of pain, start the game with full defense

Ye Feng had a feeling that the other party could drive him out with just one thought.

But the other party didn't, and let a weirdness of unknown origin stay in his body.

Ye Feng thought for a while and said, "Why didn't you fight back? With your talent, it's impossible not to be their opponent?"

"Maybe!"

Zhang Long said so, but he didn't mean to get up.

"Are you worried about hitting too hard and killing them? Then you can shoot to scare them."

Ye Feng is persuasive and persuasive.

Zhang Long shook his head: "The reason why I let them fight is because I understand their hatred for me."

"What hatred?"

"Because I am Zhang Tianfeng's son."

"Zhang Tianfeng? That's your father? What did he do?"

"It is said that he killed more than 20 people, including their relatives."

Ye Feng was startled when he heard the words, but he still said: "Even so, they don't need to blame you, do they?"

"It's not anger. They say my father is a murderer, but I don't believe it, so they are angry."

"Why don't you believe it?"

"Because I know my father is not a murderer."

Ye Feng didn't ask why you are so sure, but just sighed.

"Since everyone says that, why don't you give in a little bit?"

"If I don't believe him, then no one will believe him."

Zhang Long said quietly.

This is not just a question of belief or not, but a statement of opinion.

"Then where is your father now?"

"I don't know...maybe he's dead!"

"It's not worth taking your own life for a dead man! Your father doesn't want you to do this either?"

Zhang Long was slightly shaken, but still shook his head and said, "I won't admit it, and I won't fight back either."

Ye Feng was a little speechless, how did this guy not be killed?
He rolled his eyes and said again: "Since you are so considerate of others, have you ever thought about it?"

"If you really die here, how many of them will become murderers?"

"Even if no one finds out, or they are exempted from criminal responsibility, they will still have to carry such a heavy burden for the rest of their lives."

Ye Feng is not sure whether these ruthless teenagers will care about this kind of thing, anyway, let's say that first.

Zhang Long was silent for a while and said, "Then what should I do?"

Ye Feng gave him an idea.

Zhang Long, who had been beaten in silence, suddenly said, "You can beat me to death."

"But I, Zhang Long, swear that even if I die, it will become weird and haunt you forever."

The complexions of the teenagers changed drastically when they heard the words.

In this age of weirdness, such threats have never been more convincing.

"How about... forget it?"

A young man spoke first.

The other boy gritted his teeth and said coldly, "It's cheap for you."

Then he left with a few companions.

After a while, Zhang Long staggered up and walked towards his home.

"Is what you just said true?"

Zhang Long said suddenly.

"what did you say?"

"Even if I die, I will become weird and haunt them."

Ye Feng curled his lips and said: "If the strange occurrence was so simple, the more than 20 people who were killed would have gone to the real murderer to settle accounts."

Zhang Long sighed: "It's true."

Back home, a pale woman glanced at the wound on Zhang Long's body, and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

Zhang Long hesitated for a moment, but told the truth about the situation.

The woman snorted coldly: "Your father is a murderer, what can't you admit?"

Zhang Long hesitated to speak.

"Well, it's annoying to have to deal with the families of the victims all the time. Let's move."

Zhang Long didn't say a word, and no sadness or joy could be seen on his face.

Back in the room, Ye Feng asked curiously, "Is that your mother?"

Zhang Long nodded.

"Mom?"

Zhang Long nodded again.

"It's not like that!"

Zhang Long was silent for a while and said, "Old Ye, I thought you were some kind of extraterrestrial expert."

Ye Feng's face froze, and he said after a long time: "Since I am an expert outside the world, should I teach you something?"

"what?"

"For example... Taoism?"

Although Zhang Long went to boxing later, Ye Feng really didn't know boxing.

He can only use his strength to break through tricks, and he doesn't need to be taught this kind of thing.

Zhang Long didn't kill anyone after punching for so long, which shows that he has a good control over his own power.

Maybe it was taught by Yu Lao.

There are not many things Ye Feng can teach, and after much deliberation, he can only master Maoshan Taoism and Twelve Capitals, which are worth teaching.

But the gods of the Twelve Capitals need to kill Wei Wei, and Zhang Long must not be able to do it now.

Besides, the Twelve Heavenly Gods' Shagong belonged to Yuan Quan, and it's not good to pass it on to others rashly, even if it's a dream.

"What is Taoism?"

Zhang Long was a little puzzled.

"It's to deal with weird technology."

To be precise, Taoism is just one of the techniques to deal with weirdness, but Ye Feng didn't bother to explain.

"You turned out to be a demon exorcist?"

"I'm a ghost doctor, not a demon exorcist."

"Couldn't the exorcist become weird?"

Ye Feng was immediately stopped by the question: It seems that it is not impossible...

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to learn?"

Zhang Long nodded and said, "Think!"

So Ye Feng taught Zhang Long the Maoshan Taoism.

He himself learned it directly through the system, and has never practiced it at all, so it is a bit reluctant to teach others.

Even so, he felt a sense of relief.

what's the situation?The obsession is about to be resolved?

The problem is that he only came in to understand why Zhang Long became the kind of virtue he later became.

Even if it is fused with E-level weirdness, it is useless.

Fortunately, the dream is still going on, either Yu Lao's obsession has not been completely resolved, or he has other obsessions.

Zhang Long studied very seriously, and he got started after a few months.

Ye Feng's feeling is very strange, he didn't really go through these few months, it was more like time passed by in a flash.

No matter what kind of spell, it needs spiritual power to cast it. Maoshan Taoism naturally has a way to extract energy from the strange field.

Maybe because he was in a dream, Ye Feng didn't see anything special.

With one move of Zhang Long's hand, a stone on the side of the road flew into his hand automatically.

"Old Ye, when can I learn to fly?"

Ye Feng snorted coldly: "It's so ambitious, let's lay the foundation first!"

Having said that, he learned this Taoism just for flying, and he ignored the basics.

After all, no matter how ingenious the spell is, can it be as good as his five-dou rice god coffin?
Having said that, the five buckets of rice god coffin itself has a deep connection with Taoism.

After all, this Wudoumi obviously refers to the famous Wudoumi religion in history.