While!

The suona smashed on the tiny black shadow, Zhou Fengchen staggered back three or four steps in a row, and there was a surge of qi and blood in his chest and abdomen.

And the tiny black shadow screamed, swished upside down, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There were seven people left in the place breathing rapidly, and they all felt a kind of palpitations for the rest of their lives.

After a while, Zhang Shisan and the painstaking monk took the guy in their hands and looked back at Zhou Fengchen, "Are you okay?" ”

Zhou Fengchen shook his head, "The shock of the head is dizzy, nothing else." ”

Zhang Shisan looked at the suona in his hand enviously, "I'm envious, this suona is the magic weapon of Zhou Immortals, right?" ”

Zhou Fengchen glanced at the suona, unscathed, and put it in his bag, "Guess?" ”

The painstaking monk said: "Senior Brother Zhou, you have to hide these things, be careful of other people's covetousness."

Zhou Fengchen nodded and said, "I know, but ...... Who was the natal magic weapon just now? ”

Zhang Shisan spread his hands, "Obviously, it is a demon Daoist, except for him, we have no grudge against the nearby Neidan masters." ”

Zhou Fengchen asked the painstaking monk curiously, "Where is your natal Buddha weapon?" Just used it, it's not so embarrassing! ”

"The little monk's vision is a little high, and the natal Buddha weapon has not yet been made." The painstaking monk smiled bitterly, "What about yours?" ”

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan glanced at each other and snorted, "It's almost out, it's almost hot." ”

The painstaking monk smiled: "Then let's go out first!"

The group hurried out of the abandoned community, and when they got outside, it was about ten o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Shisan suggested finding a night snack restaurant to eat something and chat.

At the end of a street, there was just a row of food stalls in front, and the group chose one at random, asked for a private room, and when the wine and food were almost over, they ate first, and then Zhang Shisan said: "How did the painstaking senior brother meet those little ghosts who dance in neon clothes?"

The painstaking monk took a sip of tomato and egg soup, "The little monk went to the city in the morning, rested for a day, and at night, went to the top of the abandoned building to prepare to use the stargazing method to investigate the heart of the formation, but it rained halfway, so he had to give up, and when he went downstairs, he heard a woman calling for help in the room on the sixth floor, and he met it after entering!" ”

Zhang Shisan thought for a while and said, "The Neon Costume Ecstasy Dance is a kind of ghost king-level sneaky means that can only be done, is there a ghost king nearby?"

The painstaking monk pondered, "It's hard to say, but it's ...... The little monk didn't think that this was done by the ghost king, maybe it was just a means similar to the neon dress dance or ...... It is a certain ghost king who drives a group of ghosts to someone to use, after all, if the ghost king deals with the little monk, there is no need to be so troublesome, as soon as it makes a move, the little monk will die! ”

Zhou Fengchen said: "This neon dress dance and the demon Dao man's natal magic weapon cooperate with each other, there must be a connection, presumably it was the demon Dao man who did it!"

The painstaking monk said, "I can't guess the purpose of this Jingnan Demon Daoist!"

Zhou Fengchen glanced at each other, the ghost knows what he wants to do?

Zhang 13 asked, "So what should we do next?"

The painstaking monk said: "This array must be found, and everything will be clear at a glance when the time comes."

Zhou Fengchen asked, "How should we find the key?"

Monk Yuanzhi suggested: "The urban area is so big, we will act separately tomorrow, there will always be some clues!"

Several people thought it was feasible, hurriedly finished supper, and found a hotel to sleep in.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, the seven of them made an appointment to come back and meet, and then divided into six teams and separated.

Zhou Fengchen wandered aimlessly with Weiyang, anyway, where are there many people.

The city is very prosperous, high-rise buildings, busy traffic, Zhou Fengchen felt depressed as he walked, five long-haired zombies, five corpses, such a big battle, will the heart of the formation be in the bustling city? How big does this have to be? Unrealistic, right?

At this time, passing through the courtyard of a small building, I saw that the door number was written with "Jiangchu City Cultural Relics Bureau", Zhou Fengchen looked at it twice, because Xiaomi Mountain was dug by the people of the Cultural Relics Bureau, and now he is still a little uncomfortable with this kind of place.

Weiyang asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Fengchen pointed to the courtyard, "There is a group of people living here who rob tombs legally, do you say this kind of person is contemptible?" ”

Weiyang thought for a moment and asked, "What does it mean to rob a tomb legally?"

Zhou Fengchen said: "That is to say, people here like to dig the graves of the ancients, and it is legal to move things from them, and the public even provides protection, but the tomb robbers also dig the graves of the ancients, and they also move things, and if they are caught, they will either go to jail or be shot!"

Weiyang said: "Then why is it contemptible? Tomb robbers are to make a fortune and sell for money, and archaeology is to save cultural relics, investigate historical relics, and make some historical secrets public. ”

Zhou Fengchen shook his head, "Anyway, they are all robbers, have you dug people's graves with their consent?" Tomb robbers are a little particular, they will leave something, the archaeologists don't even leave a coffin and a tomb brick, and the bones are all taken out for study, isn't this more robber than a robber? Isn't it despicable? ”

The two were talking, and a bunch of people gathered behind them at some point, all with angry faces, and an old man with glasses in the lead said, "Can you talk as a young man?"

Zhou Fengchen turned his head and glanced at him, "What's the matter with you?" Enough to eat? ”

The old man trembled angrily, "You ...... man"

The group of people in the back are all grumpy, and they are about to do it when they rush up.

The old man hurriedly stopped, "Forget it! Never mind! Don't worry about him in general! ”

Only then did a group of people stop in righteous indignation.

Zhou Fengchen understood that this group of people belonged to the Cultural Relics Bureau, and when they came to work in the morning, they said slowly: "You are not qualified to fight!"

"Holy!" A group of people couldn't stand it anymore.

At this moment, a person hurriedly ran not far away, "Don't fight, don't fight!" Can't beat it. ”

A group of people turned their heads to look, only to see a girl with big eyes and long hair, her face was pale, and she looked very thin.

The old man asked, "Xiao Zhang, didn't you let you take care of your body at home?"

"I'm not at ease." The girl shook her head, looked at Zhou Fengchen with burning eyes, walked up to her and asked, "Do you still know me?"

Zhou Fengchen saw that this girl was also a little familiar, thought about it carefully, and asked, "Are you Zhang Zixin?"

This girl is a student of Professor Li, an archaeology professor who dug Millet Mountain, and when she was in Gejiaji Town, she got along for a few days, and she actually saw it when she came out of Yan Shifan's tomb in Shandong, but Zhou Fengchen didn't notice it at the time.

The girl was pleasantly surprised: "It's me!" It's me! ”

Zhou Fengchen asked suspiciously, "Why did you lose weight like this?"

The girl's face changed, "It's hard to say." ”

The old man next to him and his group felt strange, and the old man asked, "Do you know each other?"

Zhang Zixin said: "That's right! Maybe he can solve the puzzle for us. ”

The old man and his group looked Zhou Fengchen up and down again, "He? ”

Zhang Zixin said: "That's right! He has some skills that ordinary people don't have. ”

The old man's faces instantly softened a lot, and the old man even stretched out his hand, "Hello! My name is Zhang Degui! ”

Zhou Fengchen sneered, "I don't care what your name is, Lao Tzu will solve the fart puzzle for you, it's annoying to see you!" Walk! ”

As he spoke, he picked up Weiyang, turned around and left.

(End of chapter)