Soon after Fang Zheng brought Yiyi and the Hei home, the first ray of sunlight appeared at the end of the sky and everything began to recover.
He faced the rising sun, and when the magnetic field of life in heaven and earth was the most active, he practiced pure yang internal work.
The plan of the day lies in the morning.
When Fang Zheng finished his morning training, his whole body was warm, his blood and qi were strong, and his body was like a furnace burning close to his body. The surrounding air was burning with high temperature, so ordinary people could not get close to him.
After a few minutes, Fang Zheng's breath slowly subsided.
At this time, the sun had jumped out of the horizon, the sky and the earth were bright, and the plants were revived.
It was already seven in the morning.
When Fang Zheng counted the time, it was almost time to head to the Zhou city people's hospital to harvest the leeks.
After telling him to get dressed, he took a taxi and went out. On the way, he took out his cell phone and continued to search for the latest information from the outside world in his spare time.
The world was no longer peaceful. He needed to keep up with the latest information from the outside world. He had no source of information.
The only source of intelligence was to integrate the outside world's chaotic news content, forum posts, and screen out useful information for themselves.
On today's wall climbing forum, it was calm and there were no posts worth paying special attention to. Even a few well-known domestic information websites and forums are a harmonious theme on the internet.
Nothing was found.
Fang Zheng turned to the newly added group of local netizens to see if there was any new news about uncle hairy legs. In order to gather as much information as possible, he recently added as many groups as possible.
As a result, the last message from "Uncle hairy legs" was still the same one at 4: 28 am.
Fang Zheng began searching through the group to see if he could find any clues through the omnipotent netizens.
As soon as the group opened, dozens of pages of chat content popped up.
The group was too watery.
People who paint pictures, fight pictures, give out red packets, chat, brag, and fish for girls, use one word to describe it as "L' eau" = water.
Why did Fang Zheng use french to describe water?
Because the eiffel tower is flooded with water!
The eiffel tower is deeper than the lei feng tower!
Fang Zheng quickly sifted through the group of messages. He didn't expect much, but in the end, he actually made a new discovery.
Id [ don't talk about eating chicken, civilized you and me he ]: lie down! So Zhao Fengye lives in the same neighborhood as me! Zhao Fengye called the police this morning. This morning, the police came over and took wang fengye and his female neighbor away.
As soon as the news came out, the group immediately exploded.
Just like a shark smelling blood, the best news for the chinese is gossip and inside information.
Water friends began to inquire about the details.
Fang Zheng was not the only one who was curious, but also a lot of people who wanted to know how the follow-up was going.
"Is that female neighbor a voyeur or a psychopath?"
"Sure enough, it's right to call the people's police if something happens. The demon spirit will call the police whenever it calls the police. It's the safest place in the great tian dynasty."
"Damn it! I still think wang fengye is making up a story. It turns out that there really is a female neighbor who takes the initiative to dig up the wall. This is a free pie in the sky."
"It's good to be in the police station."
Fang Zheng skipped the information and went straight to the id.
Because it was a group speech, the news was very scattered, very fragmented, and there were also a lot of random floors, so Fang Zheng sorted out the content, and finally came up with a more complete version.
This netizen and Zhao Fengye lived together in a place called Cultural district.
This morning, the netizen was woken up by the sound of a police siren. When he woke up and looked down from the balcony, he saw Zhao Fengye, Zhao Fengye's wife and her neighbor being taken into the police car by the police uncle.
The female neighbor's surname was zhang and her name was Zhang Xiaohui.
It's a human trait in the world to like to pry into other people's gossip. This netizen got up early and practiced in the community, witnessed the whole process, and quickly figured out the reason.
At first, it was Zhao Fengye who called the police and said he was being harassed. As soon as the police arrived, they found a newly drilled hole in the living room wall of zhao fengye's house.
According to Zhao Fengye's other neighbors, the hole was small and hidden. It was in the corner. If you didn't pay attention, you might not find it. It was not much more than a pinhole.
Zhao Fengye found out that it was because Zhao Fengye was sleeping in the living room after a fight with his wife that night, but he always felt that someone was watching him sleep, wake up, and didn't sleep well at all. Later, when he got up halfway to the bathroom, he accidentally saw that there was some dust in a corner of the living room. Then he found a small hole in his wall, which led to the house next door.
Zhao Fengye was naturally furious at this discovery. He called the police immediately and the police arrived quickly.
Sure enough, in the same position next door, a hole was also found. The hole next door was bigger and was dug out bit by bit with sharp objects. When he arrived at zhao fengye's house, there was only a small hole about the size of a pinhole.
The traces of the holes were very fresh, very similar to the ones dug that night.
Then, both parties were brought back to the police station for questioning.
At this time in Cultural district, there were all kinds of versions of rumors, just a few sets of repeated statements.
But that's not the point.
What was strange was the development of the plot.
Zhao Fengye was originally a newlywed couple next door, but when the police knocked on the door, there was only a young wife in the room, Zhang Xiaohui.
Zhang Xiaohui didn't admit to the peeping, saying that she waited for the takeout to fall asleep until she was woken up by the police knocking on the door in the morning.
But then Zhao Fengye stood up and said that Zhang Xiaohui was lying. He saw Zhang Xiaohui go downstairs to get the takeout last night.
Zhang Xiaohui denied it, and Zhao Fengye confirmed that he had seen the right person.
I heard that the police later went to the neighborhood surveillance, and also went to the delivery staff last night to check this matter, but these were after going to the police station, the people in the neighborhood did not know what the final result was.
...
Fang Zheng frowned.
Was it really just a civil dispute, not a supernatural incident, that the female neighbor named Zhang Xiaohui was able to move around in the daytime sun?
Ghosts can't move in the sun.
Unless it was a disaster...
But this possibility was immediately ruled out by Fang Zheng.
If it was a disaster, every time a disaster came out, it would be a hundred miles of red earth, a hundred miles of river, there would be disaster.
Then there's another possibility...
The opening date of Blessed Land is getting closer and closer, and ghosts can appear in the daytime!
However, Fang Zheng also felt that this conjecture was unreliable. Sanhuang well was still tens of kilometers away from Zhou city, far away, and had little impact.
"If you want to know the answer, is it a supernatural event? You only have the answer when you go to Cultural district..."
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Ps: I found out that there was a misunderstanding among my book friends. Last night, I said I owed three chapters, which meant I owed it in september this month. Before the 30th, pay back the 3 chapters that you owe in september, lest the more you owe, the snowball qaq.
There were still 34 chapters left before september.
Try your best to make it 5: 00 today. Return the third chapter of september once...
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