"Sheep herding boy! Sheep herding boy!"
"You mustn't die here. I, Laoyang, have brought you a rescue!"
"Although Sheep herding boy, you are a child of god, you are a fool, you look like a match, and you have some japanese bones, but it is rare to meet someone who can brag with my old sheep, you must not hang in this shit ditch place!"
"Man, man..."
Fang Zheng was surprised by the approaching anxious voice. He did not expect that the goat would appear nearby when his life was on the line. But the surprise didn't last long, and the last few words almost angered fang zheng, who was struggling so hard.
Although his face was expressionless because of the pressure of the ghost bed, his heart was full of ten thousand sentences of mmp.
This silly sheep!
Even saving a person didn't forget to insult him!
Although most of Fang Zheng's dialect was incomprehensible, when he was put together, he knew that the silly sheep was scolding him again, and that there was not a good word to say.
You just fell into the gutter! At this critical moment in life and death, Fang Zheng couldn't help but think of a dynamic picture with its own scent:
F.
Although he did not know why the goat knew that he was in danger, he even moved in to save the soldiers to save the fire. At this time, Fang Zheng had no intention of thinking so much, so he could only struggle hard, desperately trying to regain control of the internal and external laryngeal muscles, shouting and telling the outside world that he was here.
"Ahhh..."
The throaty muscles trembled. Finally, Fang Zheng called out the simplest syllable... But at this time, the ship of another world and the dead man in the bamboo hat and demoiselle clothes were already close to him.
The bone of the dead man in the bamboo hat raincoat released the bone claw that had been holding the oar all the time and lifted an arm in a dead and lifeless manner, which represented the will to wither and die. It seemed to be an understatement, but it seemed to break the hazy boundary between the two worlds and gently tapped on Fang Zheng's forehead.
The Lingtai on his forehead.
The taoist family said it was the location of the heavenly palace where the purple mansion was located.
Fang Zheng's heart sank.
The man with the white bones seemed to have come from a really bad place. Could he really take him to the world behind him that seemed like the underworld?
In the past, all the people who fell in Blessed Land, could it be that all three souls and seven souls were imprisoned in that seemingly underworld, so that they would be trapped in Blessed Land forever?
When faced with the last moment of life and death, Fang Zheng suddenly calmed down strangely, as if he had entered the time of the bullet, and all the changes around him could not reach the speed of his mind.
But at this moment!
Suddenly!
Fang Zheng felt as if someone was pulling him from behind. He immediately flew back, and all the light and shadow around him were retreating rapidly.
Peng!
Everything was gone, and Fang Zheng found himself pulled back to reality, with no torn courtyards or houses around.
He was still standing in the yard.
But everything was normal.
Only then did Fang Zheng realize that he could finally move his body, and he also found that his whole body was almost drenched in cold sweat, and his body was a little cold.
All this reminded him that what he had just experienced was not an illusion.
It's real!
At this time, Fang Zheng finally saw the situation in the yard. He saw a goat who was panting with exhaustion and foaming at the mouth. It seemed that he had just experienced intense exercise.
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And!
Next to the goat stood the person he was most surprised by!
"Mr. Fu, why are you here?"
Fang Zheng was pleasantly surprised, then smiled gratefully and said, "Mr. Fu, it seems that I owe you more and more. I can't even pay you back."
Mr. Fu nodded slightly as a sign of greeting.
Mr. Fu was still the same dead face with no emotions.
Next, Fang Zheng quickly asked what was going on just now, and why did Mr. Fu just come to save him?
Mr. Fu's dead face remained expressionless, "It's complicated to say and involves a lot..."
"You can interpret the boneless dead man you saw as a great accident that happened that year. After falling, there was a lingering obsession in Blessed Land... The oldest god in Blessed Land, or a demon, or a demon god..."
"The age of the demon god is too old. It's so old that it's hard to trace back to the time. Some call the dead man with white bones who you saw a reincarnator, some call the creator, and many more call him the yin god, meaning the yin god who came after the fall of the ancient god..."
"These are all too old. No one can tell the exact truth... But one thing is for sure, the yin god can only exist in Blessed Land, which is full of spirit, has higher rules of heaven and earth, and has a higher plane of the world. Blessed Land also needs a mountain guardian like the yin god to prevent Blessed Land from being destroyed by the outside world, just like you."
With that, Mr. Fu took a deep, deep, deep look at Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng was shocked.
Then he let out a sound.
Mr. Fu, what's that look in your eyes?
What does it mean to prevent someone like me?
Mr. Fu didn't explain too much about the yin god, maybe it involved some secrets, or maybe he thought it was useless for Fang Zheng to know too much at this time. Mr. Fu didn't explain, and Fang Zheng didn't know what Mr. Fu was thinking.
Instead, Mr. Fu wiped Fang Zheng's body and took off a piece of yellow rune paper.
People have a destiny.
This fate included longevity, luck, a body of disasters, three or six disasters, and so on.
In a scientific summary, everyone has their own biological magnetic field.
Just now, Mr. Fu used rune paper to mask Fang Zheng's biological magnetic field, making Fang Zheng a dead person in the eyes of the god of yin, which saved Fang Zheng's life.
"You should be glad that you just came here as a part of the yin god in Blessed Land. You can also use small means to deceive the yin god's orders, or else the nine day tour envoys from all over the country will not be able to save you." Mr. Fu took another deep, deep, deep look at Fang Zheng.
It seemed that Mr. Fu already knew what Fang Zheng had done in Blessed Land, and even Mr. Fu was a big headache for this big bear child.
After listening to Mr. Fu's words, Fang Zheng showed a surprised expression.
Roughly speaking, Blessed Land was very big, and the god of yin was very busy. Every day, he had to take care of many things, and he had countless different bodies. That was why he did not turn over the boat in the ditch and got away with it.
The more he understood the secret, the more Fang Zheng felt how dangerous it was.
The more he felt Mr. Fu's power.
"Mr. Fu, thank you!" Fang Zheng thanked him sincerely and solemnly again.
Seeing that he had been neglected, the goat on the side immediately shouted with a big mouth, "Sheep herding boy, if I didn't find Mr. Fu in time, you would have been hanging in this shit ditch. You can't even dig it out!"
"Don't forget that you owe me Laoyang too!"
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