After the beastification, it's better to be a dead enemy

The bad old man's old face twitched, but he didn't expose Feng Zhao's sinister intentions. He just snorted heavily, "Okay, don't be fooled. I don't know what little plans you have in mind, brat?"

Feng Zhao made a "cut" sound, not convinced: "I am really worried about you, look at you, you are so sloppy when you are alive, if you die, if I don't burn something for you, you are afraid that you will die in the [-]th floor of hell." Starve to death!"

"Eighteen levels of hell?" The bad old man grasped the point keenly.

Feng Zhao hurriedly coughed heavily, expressing that it's not important, what's important is: "I treat you with all my heart, yet you pretend you're not there when you're clearly there? Damn old man, you've gone too far!"

The bad old man was not guilty, and even couldn't help sneering: "You brat, beep beep, you have nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall, and you have something to ask for? Either say it or get out, choose one of the two!"

"Is this a dilapidated place to return to the Three Treasures Palace? Old man, you have lived in sloppy life for a long time, so..." Feng Zhao reflexively wanted to scold, but when he saw the old man bared his yellow teeth and was about to spit, he quickly changed the topic, Closer to home, "I have something to do with you."

The bad old man sat on the head of the bed with his legs crossed, while picking his teeth, he spit out the word "Shuo", with a laid-back style of the second uncle from the next door.

Feng Zhao was silent for three seconds, and said decisively: "What's the matter with the demonic energy? What's the matter with the demons in the heart? What are the demons and demons?"

The bad old man was amused by the three mentally handicapped problems, and he said: "There is spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and there is also demonic energy. People are divided into male and female, male and female, yin and yang, good and evil; qi is also the same. "

"...You mean, the devilish energy is the other side of the spirit energy?

The bad old man flicked his fingers, and the toothpick poked his gums. With a painful "ouch", he raised his hand and threw the toothpick at Feng Zhao's face.

Feng Zhao was stunned by the disgusting three strides, avoiding the toothpick and the slobber thrown by the old man, but he did not forget to ask: "Is what I just said right? Is magic energy and spiritual energy really interchangeable?" ? I mean the kind of mutual conversion, just like good and evil can only be transformed in one thought, maybe magic energy and spiritual energy can also be transformed in one thought?"

Bad old man: "..."

The bad old man felt that what Feng Zhao said seemed to be really reasonable, so he couldn't refute it, and even couldn't help asking curiously: "Stinky boy, compared to the mutual conversion between magic energy and spiritual energy, the old man is actually more I want to see if you can become a little girl in just one thought? One thought of good and evil, yin and yang, male and female, maybe you can do it!"

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao felt that he had an idea and came up with a good idea, and the complacent look disappeared immediately. He rolled his eyes at the bad old man, coughed lightly, and concluded: "Since the magic energy and the spiritual energy are juxtaposed Yes, then demonization and demonization should be a parallel relationship, of course, these are actually not that important, the important thing is—”

"How do I get rid of the demonic energy? How do I get rid of the inner demons? Also, if I want to go up again in a short time, what should I do?"

The bad old man had already expected Feng Zhao's first two questions, and he could even answer one, two, three in minutes, but now when he heard Feng Zhao's third question, he changed his eyes and changed it. idea.

"Your three questions, in my opinion, can be completely attributed to one question!" The bad old man said slowly, he looked at Feng Zhao with a half-smile, and said meaningfully, "Everything is born and restrained, brat, since you have a heart , you need courage."

The last word "ah" was deliberately prolonged, which inexplicably made Feng Zhao's scalp tingle.

Feng Zhao's glazed eyes sank, but he still asked, "What do you mean?"

"Old man, what I mean—" The bad old man suddenly pointed his finger and poked Feng Zhao's heart. After a muffled groan, he continued, "You have a bunch of anger in your heart, which is...the root of all things. Nemesis."

Feng Zhao was taken aback, and subconsciously lowered his head to look at his chest. Then, he saw, he had to see, a greasy yellow stain on his newly bought white shirt!

That lump of stain is still spreading rapidly due to the continuous contact with a certain pollution source over time——

Feng Zhao's originally serious and bewildered expression quickly twisted, he jumped up suddenly, picked up the machete and was about to greet the old man.

Seeing this, the bad old man immediately wiped it away, completely leaving a greasy paw print on Feng Zhao's chest. Not to mention, the other paw was still ticking like this. After grabbing Feng Zhao's machete, he jumped out instantly. room, squatting on the top of the wall.

The bad old man smiled: "Boy, isn't it just a piece of clothing? You are too stingy~~"

Feng Zhao said angrily, "Didn't I just chop off your broken table, and you took this opportunity to destroy my luxurious shirt? Who is stingy?"

The bad old man pretended not to understand, and continued to smile: "Okay, okay, don't get angry when you are young, be careful that you will get angry before your wife gets it, how bad it is."

"It's none of your business!" Feng Zhao blushed, regretting that he shouldn't go out today wearing this luxury dress for Meimeimei, but Song Zhiran, the guy who should have seen it, was blind, and the old man who shouldn't have seen the clues gave birth instead A pair of thief eyes.

The light gun condensed in his hand flickered several times, Feng Zhao took a few deep breaths, and finally took the light gun back forcibly. He stared at the old man fiercely, and asked, "What do you mean by the anger in your heart?"

The old man is innocent: "The heart is angry, why do you ask me about your own heart?"

Feng Zhao was stunned by the rhetorical question, and almost subconsciously wondered if it was because he was afraid of fire that he had never been able to discover that he had such a bunch of awesome coaxing, which was said to be the heart of the nemesis of all things. ...

Speaking of fire, it seems that when I was in the hospital today, there was a cluster of fire in the things Lao Li threw over?I even set myself on fire...

No, since it was a heartache, why was it taken away?

When did Lao Li take it away?Why take it away?Also, after being demonized... what exactly did you do?Are those bastards who attacked me dead?

It doesn't matter if Feng Zhao doesn't think about it, when he thinks about it, he realizes that in less than 48 hours, he may have probably missed a lot of great things, so that now when he suddenly thinks back, he finds that everything is a mystery.

It's obviously related to me, but I don't know anything about it!

It's even more aggrieved, isn't it?

But it doesn't matter, the most important thing now is the magic energy, by the way, there is also the abyss...

Feng Zhao's messy mood was a waste of pen and ink, and it was like a mess, but in fact it only took a minute, and he was forcibly packed and pressed down. Then when he was about to focus on the attack, he looked up and found Yuan Under the moon, the corners of the bad old man's lips turned up at some point, his eyebrows and nose were pressed hard by the master, and they were almost squeezed into a ball.

Like this?

Depend on!The old man is holding back his laughter!

So - cheated!

What the old man said just now was a lie?

Feng Zhao became angry immediately, the light in his hand flashed, and swept out. Before the bad old man realized it, he had already avoided it, so he could only put two fingers together to pinch the tip of the knife.

Feng Zhao snorted, and the light gun instantly became longer. Before the old man wanted to pinch it off with force, he preemptively turned one into three, and stabbed towards the three places on the old man's old face.

Bad old man: "!"

The bad old man spread his five fingers, and slapped his big face with a "slap" decisively, and forcibly used his paws to hold the three spears that were shining with cold light.

"Aggression!" After three beeps, the sharp point condensed by the light element seemed to be stuck on the iron wall and ended without a problem.

Feng Zhao snorted in dissatisfaction, but didn't continue to move. He just stared at the bad old man with a pair of glazed eyes, and pretended to be determined to fight to the end if he didn't get the answer.

Seeing this, the bad old man couldn't help laughing "hehe", before Feng Zhao who laughed became angry from embarrassment, he immediately changed the subject and threw out a sentence: "Stinky boy, since you want to know the answer so much, then go to Xiyin Prefecture .”

Feng Zhao frowned, puzzled: "Xiyin Prefecture?"

"Yes, go to Xiyin Prefecture, there is the answer you want to know." The old man said for a while, his cynical old face gradually became more serious, and after taking a deep look at Feng Zhao, he turned around He turned around and looked towards the west. Somehow, an essential change occurred in his short and slovenly figure. He said, "The answers to all the questions are hidden there."

Five hours later.

Feng Zhao returned from the slums without success, no, it can't be regarded as a return without success, he at least knew the key location of "Xiyin Prefecture", the key is that the answer to the so-called "Abyss" is also there...

It's a pity that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get any more useful information from the bad old man. Instead, the bad old man beat me up in different ways.

Just beat him up, this shameless old man dared to laugh at himself and thanked him!

Thanks!top!

Thanks to the eighteen generations of his ancestors!

Feng Zhao gritted his teeth vigorously, and for the N+N time, he made up his mind that he must make the bad old man look good when he has a chance!

Yes, let the bad old man taste what it means to be bald!

"Xiao Zhao." Feng Wu's call suddenly came from behind.

Feng Zhao's back tensed for a moment, but soon, as if he didn't notice anything, he filled the hot chicken soup in twos and twos, raised his long eyelashes again, and looked at Feng Zhao suspiciously with his glazed eyes. Wu asked, "Sister, what's the matter?"

Feng Wu frowned, and her gaze stayed on the new thermos in Feng Zhao's hand: "You... want to deliver soup again?"

"Yes, I'm going to give it away again. Sister, are you jealous?" Feng Zhao leaned forward with a smile, and after being slapped away by Feng Wu's expressionless face, he didn't forget to add, "Sister, if you are jealous Then I won't give it away, although the savior is important, although I feel extremely guilty for causing Song Zhiran's demons, but! Sister, you are the most important~"