This supermarket is not right [Honghuang]

Standing at the door, smelling Fang Zhe's strange fragrance, he hesitated at the moment.He didn't know whether he should enter this door, the original fragrance turned into a stench.Fang Zhe couldn't help wrinkling the bridge of his nose. The boss raised his head and looked at Fang Zhe slowly.The corners of the eyes revealed a green light, cruel and tyrannical.

Fang Zhe staggered back a few steps, swallowed his saliva, and lowered his head.Turning around hurriedly and walking forward, he saw that the boss was not human at all.The beast's face opened its bloody mouth at him, roaring at him with a stench.

The wind in the ears is almost roaring.Fortunately, the willow branches on Fang Zhe's body burst into green light, enveloping Fang Zhe in the light.After walking past this small shop, my hungry stomach stopped crying.Even his stomach was still twitching, Fang Zhe felt a little nauseous.After walking for an unknown amount of time, Fang Zhe took a deep breath of fresh air, and the bloody smell lingering in front of him was diluted.

The people on the street gradually became less and less, and Fang Zhe also lost interest.Slowly walking back to the supermarket in a depressed mood, the supermarket is not crowded at this time, perhaps because of working hours, there are no white-collar workers and students who should go to work and go to class.Yang Jian was sitting at the front door of the supermarket, on a small chair, the sun was shining lightly on his face.He closed his eyes, enjoying the not easy leisure time.Fang Zhe's pattering footsteps sounded, Yang Jian opened his eyes and looked at Fang Zhe.There was a hint of surprise in those black eyes that were as bright as stars.At this moment, Yang Jian couldn't figure out why Fang Zhe had a faint evil spirit shuttling around him.

Frowning, Yang Jian didn't speak.When Fang Zhe walked to his side, Yang Jian's deep voice rang out, "Master Fang, where did you go just now?" Yang Jian's voice was very soft, but it was very clear in Fang Zhe's ears, every word As if engraved in my mind.

Fang Zhe was obviously stunned, he pursed his lips in astonishment.After telling Yang Jian exactly what he saw when he went out, Fang Zhe was obviously relieved.He didn't want to say it at first, but Yang Jian's probing eyes made him want to say something.

Immediately, Yang Jian looked at Fang Zhe in astonishment.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Shop Manager Fang, sure enough—" Yang Jian thought for a while, but didn't say the following words.After being silent for a while, Yang Jian said leisurely, "I'm afraid the thing that Manager Fang saw is called a glutton." Fang Zhe has heard of this name, and it is said that it is a fierce beast. "Great food?" Fang Zhe was stunned for a while, then pursed his lips and said, "Yes, what will happen?"

Yang Jian smiled freely, "This glutton is a fierce beast, but." Yang Jian pursed his lips, "The glutton was originally wanted by the heaven, since he dared to appear in the world, I naturally wanted to find him. Otherwise, the Great Tianzun will really pay the blame." If it is said that Yingzheng and Bai Qi were taken away by Empress Pingxin, let alone him, even if the Great Tianzun is present, he would not dare to disobey.So the punishment that Da Tianzun said last time was just to scare him, but it was this glutton.If he is not arrested and brought to justice, I am afraid that he will really go to the Zhuxian Terrace.

"Then—" Fang Zhe glanced at Yang Jian and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.On the contrary, Yang Jian said with a light smile, "Don't worry, that glutton has only just arrived in the world. I don't dare to make trouble, and I will bring him to justice after tonight." Yang Jian had a premonition that it would not be easy tonight.The feeling of palpitations is different from the past, the feeling of depression seems to be felt only when facing the Great Heavenly Venerable.

There must be someone with great supernatural powers coming, Yang Jian is very sure.The morning wind was constantly blowing on his face, and his expression looked very heavy.Fang Zhe had already walked into the supermarket, but he couldn't see Yang Jian's expression.

Qinghui was standing in the supermarket, arranging things on the shelves.In my mind, I was full of that old dusty gourd.The gourd seemed to be shining with crystal clear light.Pursing his lips, Qinghui really wanted to know what this gourd had to do with him.It seems that the gourd has some kind of connection with itself.When Fang Zhe came to him, he was still thinking about the gourd.Fang Zhe standing beside Qinghui was very strange.Looking at Qinghui's pensive expression, he touched his chin, raised eyebrows and eyes lightly, patted his shoulder and said, "Qinghui, are you alright?"

Shaking his body, Qinghui came back to his senses.He smiled at Fang Zhe with an embarrassed expression. He had a feeling that Fang Zhe in front of him was not simple.Or, it can be said that Fang Zhe is very mysterious.There are mysteries one after another in him, and even Yang Jian seems to know something, but he doesn't fully understand it.

Every time he saw Yang Jian looking at Fang Zhe with probing eyes, he knew that Yang Jian was very interested in Fang Zhe's identity.Moreover, it is a kind of excavation.It seems to be holding a treasure map and searching for the treasure.Those shining eyes always looked extremely excited.Thinking of this, Qinghui pursed his lips and said, "Master Fang, didn't you go out to play?"

Fang Zhe curled his lips, lowered his head silently and said in a low voice, "Don't mention it, I didn't expect to be so unlucky recently." Qinghui looked at Fang Zhe's wrinkled handsome face, and couldn't help but chuckled.But he didn't speak, and laughed for a while.Qinghui was still doing what he was doing, Fang Zhe was sitting on the counter bored, yawning and playing with his mobile phone.

At night, Fang Zhe couldn't remember how long he had slept.He seemed to have fallen asleep lying on the counter after playing with his mobile phone for a while.When he woke up with sleepy eyes, it was already evening.The Huoshaoyun covered with red glow glowed red in the sky, Fang Zhe squinted and looked into the distance.Smelling the evening wind blowing gently, the supermarket at this time is no longer as busy as before.

Perhaps it was because of the relationship with Ye Huo Honglian last night that Fang Zhe felt physically and mentally exhausted.After a good night's sleep, I feel much better.He stretched and stood up, then sat on the chair and smacked his mouth.

He was shocked to find that his need for food was getting less and less.Even, sometimes, do not want to eat food at all.The pores of the body are almost open, absorbing the spiritual energy endlessly.Fang Zhe was able to detect the changes in his body. At this time, his body seemed to be breathing, inhaling circles of gas that was hard to see with the naked eye into his body.As the blood slowly flowed through his body, it was a warm air current, but it looked extremely cool in the scorching summer.

After seeing Fang Zhe wake up, Yang Jian didn't say hello immediately.As if seeing the changes in Fang Zhe's body, he nodded slightly to Fang Zhe with a smile on his lips.

The stars in the night sky have already revealed the tip of the iceberg, and the entire sky seems to be filled with darkness.Fang Zhe cheered up, although he didn't know if tonight would be the same as usual, there would still be those inexplicable guests coming to the door.But he was sitting upright in front of the counter, like a primary school student listening to a class seriously.That serious face made people look very funny.

The sound of pattering footsteps came from outside the supermarket, as the footsteps got closer.The voice seemed to be a little heavier, Fang Zhe stood up and looked out of the supermarket.

A man dressed in black walked on his belly under the dim light, his lonely back seemed lonely and bent.Fang Zhe was very puzzled when he saw it, he was obviously a tall man, why did he look so stooped?The man's face was wearing sunglasses, and the distance was very far away, so he couldn't see his face clearly.Yang Jian also looked at the man outside the glass door very curiously, he recognized this man——

He is a well-known ghost messenger in the underworld, black impermanence and Fan Wujiu.Pursing his lips, Yang Jian's face was full of surprise. Could it be that his feeling was wrong.

Squinting his eyes, Yang Jian's third eye on the forehead stood up.A golden light pierced through the third eye standing on his forehead, Fan Wujiu even paused for a moment, with a mocking smile on his mouth.He walked forward slowly, step by step very calmly.

Yang Jian blinked his eyes, there was indeed no doubt about this Fan Wujiu.Could it be that his feeling is wrong?Yang Jian was extremely puzzled, and his face was very serious.His feeling has never been missed. With this innate induction, Yang Jian has escaped several catastrophes. This is the gift of heaven, and it is also the induction of heaven and man after the combination of immortals and mortals.There must be something wrong with this Fan Wujiu.Yang Jian thought firmly in his heart, but his face remained calm.

With a bang, the door was gently pushed open by Fan Wujiu.The man's sharp-edged face was very stern.It seemed that there was still some blood on his body, which made the whole supermarket smell of blood.Fang Zhe smiled slightly, "Do you want it?"

The man didn't answer Fang Zhe's words, he first looked at the whole supermarket.Then his eyes settled on Qinghui.Qinghui shivered slightly, the cold breath made his body tremble unconsciously.The man turned his gaze away, looked at Yang Jian as if nothing had happened, and then at Fang Zhe.

"Meng Po Soup!" The man's voice was very indifferent, as if it came from the underworld.Dry hoarse and shrill, the voice is extremely unpleasant.Fang Zhe nodded and put Mengpo soup on the counter.The man held Mengpo Tang unceremoniously, looked at Qinghui suddenly and said, "Are you a disciple of Kunlun Mountain?"

Qinghui looked at the man in astonishment, pursed his lips and said nothing.A voice in his heart warned him not to talk to this man.The atmosphere in the supermarket was very depressing, and immediately, the man chuckled.The atmosphere of silence seemed to be broken, and the man said briskly, "Dear me, I have been to Kunlun Mountain a few days ago. The ghosts there seem to be unable to find the entrance to the underworld, and they are constantly wandering in Kunlun Mountain."