The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

The fingertips were attached to the blood of the heart, and the ghost stopped completely and regained its gentle and handsome appearance in the past, and was soon entangled by resentment.

After repeating this several times, he is not tired and everyone is tired.

The grievances of the ghosts were restrained, and the shadows surrounding them were scattered away. Fang Qian's face was as pale as snow under the moonlight.It stands to reason that this appearance should have the aesthetic feeling of a sick beauty, but he was completely destroyed by the lazy aura around him.

He waited a little impatiently, yawned and said, "My brother, it's getting late, can you hurry up if you have any explanations?"

"Wu, Nai, Zhao, Shi, Jia, Master, Zhao, Yan, Xiu..." Yin Hun's tone was a little blunt, and it sounded like he was reciting scriptures, but after finishing these words, he The grievances around him have dissipated a lot, and it looks like they can enter samsara at any time.

Fang Qian remembered the tragedy that the murderer's name could never be written in the story, and decisively interrupted Zhao Yanxiu: "Who killed you?"

Zhao Yanxiu's tone was finally smooth, he looked at Fang Qian and replied seriously and quickly: "I don't know, please trouble me and my family to be buried."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have lost his mind, and quickly disappeared into the air.

Fang Qian: ... I don't know if I should say something that must be silenced.

He glanced back at Ji Zheng, who was sleeping soundly, sighed and resigned himself to the 27 corpses, including the small body of a one-year-old child.It can be seen from the wounds that in order to ensure the freshness of the spiritual roots, these people are all spiritual roots that have been dug out alive.

It is no wonder that the resentment is so strong after experiencing the pain of digging the muscles and bones.

Although filling the soil was much faster than digging a hole, it took Fang Qian more than half an hour to re-bury the grave. As for things like sharing the grave with the ancestors, those who have already reincarnated should not care too much about it.

He bowed three times in front of the reburied grave: "Don't worry, I will avenge you."

Fang Qian cleaned the dirt on himself, went under the willow tree and pinched Ji Zheng's face: "I really owe you."

Fang Qian let out his breath, raised his hand to carry the child on his back, and walked down the mountain.

Ji Zheng moved his nose, it was rare for him not to fall into a nightmare, but he seemed to smell the fragrance of plum blossoms again in his dream.

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Ji Zheng was awakened by the pressure, the heavy weight on his chest made him unable to breathe.When he opened his eyes, it was just getting bright, but his eyes were completely dark, and he couldn't tell where he was for a moment.

Ji Zheng struggled to get his head out, only to realize that he was stuffed in his arms like a puppet, with a white arm like a lotus root pressing on his chest.

The owner of that arm is not Fang Qian, who is it?

Ji Zheng was speechless for a moment and tried to push the person away. When the sun came in, he saw that Fang Qian's lips were almost pale, making his face too pale.

Ji Zheng was stunned for a while and sat up rubbing his eyes, but when he looked again, he looked at Shang Qian's eyes with a half-smile: "Does it look good?"

boring.Ji Zheng pursed his lips and climbed down from the foot of the bed, but when he passed Fang Qian, someone stepped on the corner of his clothes.Ji Zheng tugged and failed to pull it out, and glared at Fang Qian angrily.

"I carried you all the way down the mountain yesterday, didn't you even say thank you?" Fang Qian let go of his feet and got out of bed before him, with his black hair loosely hanging behind his back.

Ji Zheng squatted beside the bed, but his stomach answered before his mouth.He ate a piece of peach blossom cake last night, but after going up the mountain and digging graves, he didn't feel it when he fell asleep, but he felt hungry and had a stomachache when he woke up.

Ji Zheng clutched his stomach and squeezed out two words between his teeth: "Thank you."

Fang Qian himself would not feel hungry as a Jindanqi, and almost forgot that there was still a wolf cub here that needed to be fed.He rolled up his hair, looked back at the child on the bed, and saw the way he gritted his teeth. If he didn't know, he would have thought that there was already a deep hatred between himself and the protagonist.

He turned around and pinched the child's cheek before Ji Zheng resisted. He felt that the child was a little skinny last night, but the hand felt good: "Forget that I have received the reward, let's go to eat."

After Fang Qian put down his hand, he successfully harvested a wolf cub that exploded into a ball because of being provoked.

"Eldest brother, Senior Sister Ye is gone!"

Fang Qian had just used the cleaning technique to clean the wolf cub immersed in the fur-exploding state, when he suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice, and was taken aback before realizing that the source of the voice came from his disciple Ling, who was Yu The message from the disciples sent.

Compared with the claw machine, this thing is a little too unintelligent. If someone's voice suddenly comes from around in the middle of the night, it will take a minute to draw the sword.

Fang Qian picked up the disciple order with a blank face, as long as he didn't look at his face, just listen to the voice of the elder brother who is a model of immortality: "Speak slowly, what's going on?"

"I came to treat Senior Sister Ye to dinner this morning, but found that there was no one in her room, and only left a letter saying that she was going to look for the file. I tried to contact her with the disciple order, but I couldn't get in touch either."

"Nonsense!" Fang Qian rubbed the center of his brows. He told Ye Xiaoqing not to act without authorization, but he underestimated the naughtiness of this little junior sister whom she only had contact with when she was young.

If you really want to lose someone, don't say that his master won't protect him, only Elder Qi, who is protective of his weaknesses and can chase and kill disciples for spiritual pets every day, can chase him to the sky.

Fang Qian cut off the message and tried to contact Ye Xiaoqing to no avail, so he picked up Ji Zheng who was eavesdropping: "Aren't you hungry? We're going to eat the big family!"

Ji Zheng: Leaving aside the issue of big households, can we change our posture first? !

Early in the morning, when the Governor of Yanzhou Mansion was still lying on the bed worrying about how to invite the great gods from the Taihang Immortal Gate, he suddenly received the news from his servants that Lord Wangshu from the Taihang Immortal Gate had arrived.

Fu Yin hurriedly got up, put on his coat and ran out, asking as he ran, "Didn't you say that Wang Shu Xianjun drove west of Hexi 20 years ago? Why are you still alive?"

He opened the door while talking, and when he raised his head, he met the gaze of the ethereal figure in the courtyard.

Fu Yin: ...these servants in the mansion are about to be replaced.

Fang Qian smirked professionally: I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm still alive.

Fu Yin laughed embarrassingly twice, and took the initiative to greet him: "This should be Senior Brother Taihang, who is known as the leader of the younger generation of Xianmen, Wangshu Xianjun! It is really extraordinary to see him today. Welcome from far away. I don't know if the fairy came to our small place..."

Fang Qian, who would be killed if he didn't show up for a second, smiled slightly: "Naturally, I came here for the Zhao family's affairs. My junior brother and I have something to delay for a day, and now come to meet the master."

Only then did Fu Yin see the unhappy child standing beside him, and he laughed dryly: "Why bother you to come here in person."

"My lord doesn't seem to want to see me?"

"How come, the fairy can come to this mansion to flourish. Please come here, and I will take you to join a few fairy masters from your sect." Fu Yin lowered his head as a gesture of invitation, which also covered up own expression.

Fang Qian took two steps, and suddenly remembered a certain child next to him who had been singing "Empty City Strategies" in his stomach all morning, and suddenly said, "My lord, is it time for breakfast at this hour?"

Fu Yin struggled to maintain a smiling expression, are all the current immortals so real! ?

Naturally, Fu Yin could not entertain Xianjun Wangshu with the standard of entertaining ordinary disciples of the immortal sect, so he specially asked the servants in the mansion to re-arrange the dishes, and he himself would accompany him.

Fang Qian sat down calmly, and when the governor finished greeting and prepared to eat, he asked, "Master, have you seen Ye Xiaoqing, my junior sister from my sect today?"

Fu Yin who had just put the hot seafood porridge into his mouth almost burned his tongue: "I haven't seen it before, why don't I call someone..."

Fang Qian interrupted him: "No need, when can I show the file?"

Fu Yin put down the spoon with a look of panic: "The Immortal Lord doesn't know something, the court has regulations, and the file must not be passed on to anyone before it is finalized."

Fang Qian changed the topic as if he didn't care: "Then let's eat first."

Fu Yin heaved a sigh of relief, and finally picked up the chopsticks.

Since it is for Wangshu Xianjun, this breakfast must not be shabby, and there are various kinds of snacks on the table, and the styles are exquisite.But at this time Fang Qian found that a hungry child was not happy with what he was eating, and was even a little angry.

Fang Qian looked confused, this year's protagonist is too difficult to raise, can I return it? ? ?

He looked at the smiling Fu Yin next to him who was preparing to pick up vegetables, and consciously found the source: "There should be a lot of things to be busy in your mansion. Your Excellency doesn't need to be here with you. After the meal, I will find my master."

He was woken up early in the morning, and he also didn't have time to eat. Fu Yin, who finally took a sip of porridge but was almost scared away, was "invited" out of the hall with a numb face.

Fang Qian thought that Ji Zheng would have a good meal, but saw him put down his chopsticks. Fang Qian, who originally only wanted to have a good meal, also put down his chopsticks silently: "What are you doing so awkward?"

"You said you would investigate secretly." Ji Zheng couldn't eat anymore. He didn't know what happened last night, and he was afraid that after the clues were cut off, this wicked man would give up and continue the investigation.

"I've checked." Fang Qian bit the crab roe and said vaguely, not to mention that the crab roe buns made by this government office are authentic, the crab roe flowed out directly after biting, and it was delicious.

Ji Zheng shook his hand, lowered his head and thought, is this person really going to give up?But he must investigate clearly no matter what!But the person who can kill Zhao's family must also be a monk, he...

Before he could figure it out, he was suddenly hit on the head with chopsticks. Ji Zheng raised his head and glared at him, but saw Fang Qian holding the chopsticks and looking at him with a smile.

"Now that the unannounced visit is over, it's time to investigate clearly. Originally, I didn't want to get too involved with these people from the imperial court, but since even our people from Taihang dare to move, I should consider the consequences."

Fang Qian turned his chopsticks upside down and picked up a small steamed bun, waved it around in front of Ji Zheng and finally threw it into his mouth: "I have to say that the small steamed buns in Fuya are also delicious, if I had known yesterday We should come together."

Ji Zheng, who just felt that this person is not completely useless, suddenly fell back to the original point: "..."