Chapter 274 You Smell like Her Perfume

Day by day.

Fang Zheng, who had finished his day of training, looked out the window at the sky and was ready to continue taking his clothes to the nursery.

"Hei, Hei."

"Where are you hiding? I'm taking you to a nursery, not a pet hospital for an injection. Why are you hiding every time I take you to a nursery?"

"Hei, hurry up and come out. If I find you, do you believe I'll just put your box of shrines in Zuo qianhu's for ten days and a half months?"

Meow!

The kitten finally came out of the kitchen with its head drooping.

Fang Zheng was amused, "It doesn't make me worry every time."

Meow~ Hei protested in a low voice, listless.

Seeing that he was afraid to go to the nursery every time, oh, no, it was going to the Hei in Old street where Zuo qianhu and Mr. Fu lived, as if he wanted it to die. Fang Zheng was curious. Was Old street really so scary about these ghosts?

An hour later.

Yiyi walked ahead and rushed into Zuo qianhu's shop. Her eyes were on the shelves, but soon she lowered her head in frustration.

The woodcarving handicrafts on the shelves were still not sold.

Fang Zheng, who happened to walk into the store, looked at Yiyi, who was looking down and depressed. He touched Yiyi's head comfortingly.

The zombie costume sister bo has not appeared for days.

Maybe he finally stopped acting like a dead man?

Fang Zheng comforted a few more clothes, then left the Zuo qianhu store and went to the Underworld shop next door to greet Mr. Fu and Butcher zhang.

But as soon as he entered the Underworld shop, he realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere today.

At Mr. Fu's, he met Captain Fei, who hadn't seen him for days, but Captain Fei didn't seem to have come to see Mr. Fu today because he didn't see Captain Fei coming with a coffin or body. Instead, Captain Fei held some photos and respectfully discussed something with Mr. Fu and Butcher zhang.

The air was a little heavy.

Seeing Fang Zheng enter the door, Captain Fei immediately shut his mouth, as if he was avoiding something.

The next second, Captain Fei looked at Fang Zheng's guitar backpack in surprise, "I haven't seen him in half a month. When did brother Fang become a musician?"

Fang Zheng said quietly, "Keep a low profile, keep a low profile. Actually, I have always had a dream of being a musician on the golden melody awards."

Captain Fei grunted, "I wonder what musical instrument brother Fang is good at. I think the backpack that brother fang is carrying is... A guitar, right?"

Fang Zheng: "I like folk groups. I am a national classical percussion instrument. I am low-key and low-key."

Captain Fei was even more surprised and curious. He asked if he could see Fang Zheng's musical instruments. How dare Fang Zheng take out the enhanced knife box and Ghost head knife in front of him? He just said next time.

Then, Fang Zheng greeted Mr. Fu and Butcher zhang and prepared to leave. He didn't ask Captain Fei what they were talking about before.

Even though he was curious, what exactly was the photo in Captain Fei's hand? Was it so confidential? I don't know if Fang Zheng's eyes caught Butcher zhang's attention. Butcher zhang said to captain fei, "It's okay. Fang Zheng has a quota. Let him see. It's okay."

Hearing this, Captain Fei's face relaxed and his heart moved silently.

I didn't expect the Fang Zheng brothers to hold such an important position in the hearts of these big shots... Even such an important matter has a precious place.

So, Fang Zheng had a few more photos in his hand.

Fang Zheng was surprised, "Is this a pair of dumbbells in your stomach?"

"These r-grade bloody hands are women's hands?"

Butcher zhang looked at Fang Zheng, "What do you think of these?"

Fang Zheng: "Time and space chaos? The beginning of Blessed Land?"

"Looks like you've learned a lot this time." Butcher zhang was neither surprised nor surprised, neither affirmative nor negative.

But Fang Zheng felt that it was almost certain.

Unexpectedly, he had just discussed the opening of Blessed Land in the group, and now he immediately got the news about the opening of Blessed Land. Whether it was a coincidence or not, Fang Zheng suppressed his surprise and asked curiously, "Are these photos from our Zhou city?"

However, none of them answered.

Similarly, there was neither affirmation nor denial.

This thought-provoking silence forced Fang Zheng to think that if it wasn't for Zhou city, Butcher zhang and Mr. Fu, they wouldn't have chosen to remain silent, would they? He could have admitted that he was not.

However, the opening of Blessed Land is a matter of strategic level secrets. Before it is opened, it is necessary to use secret measures to prevent information from being leaked and to leak the specific location of Blessed Land in advance.

After chatting for a while, Fang Zheng said hello and left the Underworld shop, ready to go to university city.

However, as she passed by Zuo qianhu's store, Fang Zheng subconsciously looked inside and saw that the Hei was like a money-losing cat again, its body was stiff and motionless. Seeing Yiyi, he was still depressed.

Fang Zheng thought about it, so he went into Zuo qianhu's shop. These handicrafts were in his shop in university city. There should be some college students to buy them, right?

The main thing was to see Yiyi come and go every day looking forward to disappointment. He was really worried about what kind of childhood psychological shadow he would leave behind.

...

When Fang Zheng arrived at the university city, it was already around eight o' clock in the evening.

Fang Zheng was just about to open the door when... Ordinary soul + 1, ordinary soul + 1,

+ 1, + 1, + 1 ...

In an instant, ten wisps of spirit floated from the Renwenxueyuan's old site, which was separated by a wall.

Fang Zheng was startled, "Which family of mine ghosts did the special operations department pick up this time? This is a huge contribution."

Then he smiled with joy.

Fang Zheng hummed a happy tune and strode briskly, opening the door to enter the store, but just then, a female customer entered the store.

Female customer: "Boss, is this Fortune-telling hall?"

Fang Zheng didn't even look back, "The employees are on holiday today. They are temporarily closed for a day. They have to tell their fortune tomorrow."

Wait!

Fang Zheng seemed to notice something strange. Looking back, he found someone he didn't know and a plain looking woman in front of him.

Fang Zheng looked suspicious. Did I think too much?

"Are you trying to tell a fortune? Come here, please sit in the shop." Before Fang Zheng changed, he was smiling.

Female customer: "Didn't the boss say that the employees are off for a day?"

Fang Zheng chuckled and said, "Congratulations, miss. You have become the luckiest customer in this store. The boss will personally look after you, calculate your career, calculate your marriage. I can beat my employees ten blocks away."

Fang Zheng warmly invited people to the store.

The female customer did not suspect him. When she entered the store, the female customer had just carried him on her back... Then, a palm penetrated through the back, pierced the woman's chest directly, and lifted her up in the air.

Not a single drop of blood flowed down.

The female customer looked at Fang Zheng calmly, "How did you see through me?"

"Hehe, because you smell like her perfume." Fang Zheng smiled, but his eyes were cold.

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