Vol 2 Chapter 463: A private place with evil dogs

Founder is thinking.
This woman should have carried this jade pendant before her death.
Then I don't know what the reason is, or this jade jade pendant is a bit extraordinary in itself. I still don't leave after death.
Even because of the interaction between the Underworld and the Soul, some unexpected changes in abilities have occurred.
These are all Founder's guesses, but this also makes Founder verify another guess.
There is no damaged penis, and it can function normally in the blessed land ...
So, next, he will have to be careful of those with peninsula, mixed into the team.
Even he, a non-governmental person, can enter the blessed land. Founder can't believe it, others have no way.
Just like Gao Shu's paintings, Founder knew that the Miss Qian Jin, who painted a high skin, was in the blessed land at the moment.
It was just because of inconvenience in the camp that he had lost contact with Gao Shuhua for some time.
...
The woman who finally solved the begging in the middle of the night, founder came to the place where the tunnel collapsed and spent quite a lot of time before reopening the tunnel.
The tunnel is not too deep. Founder holding a spare flashlight and quickly probed to the end.
Then Fang was in the tunnel and found a male corpse lying in a pool of blood. This male corpse was still very young, with the tenderness and greenness of the high school student on his face.
There is also a red furnace in the tunnel, but this red furnace is slightly smaller than the red furnace in the Palace of Medicine King outside, only about one person tall.
The boy died next to the Dan furnace. The person had been dead for a while. The body was covered with gnawing teeth, leaving almost half of the body.
Founder sighed softly.
Unexpectedly, someone died on the first day.
What he was most worried about eventually happened.
Even more unexpectedly, Feng Daochang, who only seemed to be a normal person in his eyes, kindly persuaded him to leave the blessed land, was no different from other people, and was driven crazy by the time here, even more thoroughly than others.
Even more ironically, during the day, Feng Daochang also reminded him to be vigilant and to guard against the people here.
Although Founder doesn't know the identity of the dead on the ground, he still plans to bury him well. If everyone is dead, let him settle down.
As for taking the body out of the city and letting the country bring the boy back to the other's parents, Founder finally gave up the idea.
Now he is among the ghosts in the city.
Everyone is overwhelmed.
boom!
Suddenly, a strange noise interrupted Founder's thoughts.
Fang's face was slightly different, and the sound was very similar to what he had heard in the Palace of Medicine King before.
He quickly found the sound source, which was actually in the Dan furnace. When he opened the furnace, he found that there was only a woman's arm in the furnace.
The surface of the woman's arm is covered with dirt such as wood ash, grass ash, and carbon ash, and looks dirty.
It seems that the woman's arm has been trapped for quite some time, and she didn't have the violent struggle she imagined. She just moved occasionally. It seems that her fingertips are like writing something with her fingers in the Dan furnace. ring.
Fang Zhengxun looked at the surprised look: "Feng Daochang, shouldn't he always think about it, should this woman's arm be refined into the Shiquan Dabu pill?"
"This alchemy furnace is Feng Daochang's real alchemy furnace?"
Because Founder rubbed his fingers, he found that there was still a lot of burnt black and grass dust in the Dan furnace. It seemed that Feng Daochang was not on the woman's arm, and he was thinking hard.
Thinking of this, Founder inexplicably emerged a weird thought: "The woman who asked for a child in the middle of the night, the reason why she showed a very hungry look, should it be her real purpose, is that there is a" wild ginseng "here? Hit the muzzle? "
This conjecture is not impossible.
However, the woman killed him, and Feng Daochang also killed him. This is destined to be a result without results. Founder simply does n’t want to worry about it.
What he has to consider now is, what should he plan next?
But obviously, the living woman's arm found this time gave Founder some inspiration.
If Feng Daochang has really existed for not more than two hundred years, can't there be no savings?
When building this Taoist temple on the Lingshan Mountain, cutting a tree and carrying a stone will always dig some strange treasures in the blessed land? For example, spiritual herbs and medicines that are important for practitioners, special minerals and the like.
With such a thought, Founder immediately lit his eyes.
...
The next day.
early morning.
The world has just been polished, and Founder has neatly placed a night's labor harvest in front of him. It was all three feet that he dug the ground, and Feng Daochang dug it out all his life.
The first is a pile of herbs that are rotten and black, or have withered and necrotic. It is a pity ... because ghosts are not used and can not be used for cultivation, they are finally withered and wasted.
The best preserved are still a few pieces of ore.
These ores are irregularly shaped.
There are several dead branches.
A few leaves.
Two small groups of sticky, crystal-like spider silk. Should it be spider silk? Founder thought. The two small groups of spider silk add up together, which is less than one or two.
And ... the last nut?
Founder really doubts that Feng Daochang, is it a squirrel?
If it weren't for squirrels to build nests ~ EbookFREE.me ~ would people collect branches? Leaves? Spider silk? nut? Roadside stones?
The above things are all they know him,
But he didn't know them.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't know him, he can run back to the camp to find someone to ask, but there is a certain founder that he can't use the natural treasures cultivated by these spirits.
Looking at the sky, Founder decided to leave the city early, but before leaving, Founder happily removed a few bed boards and pulled a few sheets.
He sneaked out of the Taoist temple, and after seeing the people on the road during the day, they all recovered to be kind, calm, and peaceful, he closed the door of the Taoist temple, and snapped a piece of paper by the way.
There is a vicious dog in a private place.
Something is happening today, closed door thank you.
Then Fang was under the frequent profile of passers-by on the street, carrying big and small bags, using bamboo as a pole, and founding out of the city.
...
Soon after, in the open area of ​​the Fudi Security Zone, there were night patrols responsible for patrols. He noticed the Founder carrying big bags and small bags, his eyes were shining straight, and he rushed back.
Under the curiosity of the night tour, Founder banged and beaten a few times, and the bed boards that he removed were quickly erected in the open space.
Founder again hung a few pieces of cloth that were obviously sheets, and hung them firmly on the wooden board, and then wrote a few lines of fonts on it.
The night tour made the curiosity probe look at what was written on the flag streamer?
But after seeing clearly, the muscles in the corners of the eyes twitched. What about the knife, my knife, my forty meter knife ...
Which bear child is this? So unreasonable.
No one cares about him! !
Others enter the blessed land to practice, play treasures, and paint materials, but he enters the blessed land as if he is fooling around! !
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