Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 794: Night Trip Envoy! Medium term!

When he caught the flower pot on the ground, a family meeting was held directly.

Members of the family are: square, clothes, small black, river sheep.

In the living room.

The seedlings were being transplanted from the porcelain bowl to the flower pot, and they were carefully placed on the coffee table in the living room.

“Sheep doll, what is the name of this gourd seedling, I can't even recognize my old sheep for a moment, but it smells so good, I can't help but want to lick it and bite it. ”

“This is what seedlings look like. What kind of seedlings? ”

“You beheaded goat-bearer, say you're a gourd, my old sheep say you're a gourd, do you think I'm a gourd? The melon seedlings have a hammer melon. ”

“The seedlings are the seedlings, since you know it's not a melon seedlings, you don't have to bring a melon. ”

Kawakawa Sheep are angry: "Let the sheep go. If you say so, will you still have to tear down your palace if you eat Gongbao chicken? Do I have to risk being hammered to death by my brother and sister to send you a wife? Do you have to kill a couple of people if you eat a couple of lungs? ”

……

Next, Fang is starting to tell family members about the history of this seedling.

“Remember my last trip to Siam? This is a rice seed that I got in Siam Ford, and I'm guessing it's a lot of rice seed, probably grown by the ancients and dedicated to the Gods, and I gave it the nickname 'Spiritual Resurrection Age Thai Fragrance Rice’, or ‘Spiritual Rice’. ”

He was beginning to elaborate on the many things he had seen in Siam Blvd, as well as some assumptions about the seeds.

Indeed, the river spectrum sheep are drawn to the attention of the story of Fang Zheng.

After listening to Fang's correct guess, the two eyes of the river spectrum sheep became brighter: “No wonder even my old sheep didn't recognize the breed at once, turns out to be an exotic species. ”

“According to your introduction to the village and the Temple of the Mountain Divine Palace, it may well be the sacrifice of the ancients to the gods. Otherwise, even my old sheep could hardly bear the temptation to bite with sweet juice. ”

The more excited the river spectrum sheep were, the more their eyes lit up.

Some pressing is already impatient, I hope the seedlings grow up soon.

So it can eat the sacrifice of God.

Since it can be used as a sacrifice of God, there must be something unique about it. Maybe if you take a bite, you will become a great sheep fairy?

“Siam is a country I have heard of, famous since ancient times for cultivating rice, Siam Xiangmi is more famous in the world. So the ancient Siam rice, ancient sacrifice, is very likely. ”

“Sichuan Spectrum Sheep, you keep saying," How come I don't smell it? ”Fang was curious to see the sheep raw and excited river sheep.

The river spectrum sheep looked at Fang Zheng: “So intense, let the sheep go, didn't you smell it? ”

Uh...

All right, then.

It's a long story, and this has to do with Fang Zheng's physical condition...

“I meant this. I thought it was a simple scent. If it was spiritual, of course I smelled it.” Fang emphasised emphatically once again that he smelled it.

Instead, it attracted the gaze of the river spectrum sheep.

You smell it, you smell it. What are you emphasizing?

“Sheep doll, a piece of rice can probably form a bowl of rice, when the rice is grown, my old sheep will also split half a bowl, if you don't give me my old sheep, my old sheep will hang your name every night, run around the neighborhood naked, my old sheep don't even want my face! ”

Listening to the threat of the river spectrum sheep, Fang sighed and took a sip of cool air.

Kawakawa sheep hates this trick.

This is no sheep.

This is a werewolf!!

But then, to protect Lingmei, it was not stolen by any flower thief. As soon as he went out, he carried it on his back.

Deeply afraid of being sabotaged.

Especially if it's Black.

I don't know if I almost broke the flower pot just now.

The river spectrum sheep forgot, it almost ate the seedlings as wild grass.

……

The rest of the day has been calm.

Because the criminal case of difficult complications of the Municipal Public Security Bureau has all been solved due to the tirelessness of Fang Zheng before, Fang Zheng has temporarily lost his outsourcing income.

Fang is asking the old criminal police to help with the line, and there has been no new progress in other difficult and complicated cases in the city.

Typically, the cases of difficult complications brought to him are some old cases of dust sealing, such old cases he can't get away with.

It works only if people die soon.

The corpse is severely rotten and the time of death is too long to pass away.

Perhaps there are other ways to deal with this particular situation.

But the point is, Fang is just a part-time worker. If he's a temporary worker, he can only walk away.

That's why it's always said that the most unfortunate thing about men is that they don't have enough power...

As to why there are no new cases of Dyslexia, perhaps the security is too good, and there have been few recent cases of Dyslexia?

Or maybe there's a problem between the city's public security bureau and the city's public security bureau. What if it becomes inert? Or what if a bad voice comes out, like a secular criminal case, where the city's detectives are no better than a young man?

Perhaps there are other reasons...

But either way, these are not exactly what Fang is going to think. He can only wait.

Good thing he had a lot of quotation deposits on him, now he's wealthy.

As a result, the training schedule for these days has not fallen behind in any way.

His practice is progressing fast every day.

Fang Zheng, no matter what quickly learns, let him practice for a thousand miles a day, for ordinary people, decades of hard practice, may not necessarily be able to cross into the realm of the master, to reach his hands, maybe only a few days, maybe only half a day enough.

"Sansho Gong (Xu)"!

Sansho Divine Gong (Jiu)!

The Sanskrit Scripture!

After another little half month, at last, Fang is on this day, under the dual auxiliary double, internal and external cultivation, he pushed the exercise and inner kung fu method, both to the extreme of nine.

Under his repression, the Lower Dan field has been compressing! Compression! The compressed massive Qi, under the powerful backdrop of his thick, thin hair, can no longer be controlled full and overflowing, boundary bottlenecks, water to the canal into a breakthrough, Qi broke through the chains of the meridian, opening up the second Dantian!

Nakadanda!

Realm, night trips make the middle!!

At the same time, bursting, the body's qi and blood boil endlessly, like the long suppressed volcano erupted suddenly, shaking the heavens and the earth, a yang fire on the square shoulder, self-contained void, in the group of innate purple gas in the center of the yang fire, a mysterious fiction is rapidly shaping, want to break out the shell.

Square Spirit Surprised.

This long-awaited moment is finally here!