Heavenly Master, I have a different world

The police car from the Sheriff's Department and the ambulance from the hospital arrived late.

After brazenly killing people in front of so many people, Fang Zheng naturally had no excuse to escape and was escorted in front of Zhou Ping.

"..."

Looking at Fangzheng, Zhou Ping had a complicated look on his face, and after a long time he spoke in a low voice:

"Thanks."

"No need." Fang said with a cold expression:

"I am avenging my master."

"Yes." Zhou Ping sighed softly and said:

"Brother Luo is abroad. I have already made a call. It will take two days at the earliest for him to come back. Before he comes, we will keep a vigil."

Guo Ziran has a son, but he is not pursuing the path of martial arts. Instead, he is very interested in the medical field and pursues scientific research.

Last year, I even settled abroad and haven’t come back for a long time.

"I'm afraid it won't work." Fang Zheng said:

"This time, I really killed someone."

"Which of your murders was fake?" Zhou Ping chuckled, with a wry smile on his face, but he didn't intend to go into details at this time, shaking his head and saying:

"It doesn't matter. Cao Wu has long been on the wanted list of the Public Security Department. The driver is also on the lists of several countries. He is not guilty of killing them."

"This is the prize!"

At this point, even Zhou Ping, who had always been upright, showed resentment and murderous intent on his face.

"Xiao Zhou."

While talking, an old man from the village came over:

"The burial is over, please put on your mourning clothes."

"yes."

Zhou Ping turned sideways and nodded:

"Thank you, Uncle Wang."

"It should be." Uncle Wang waved his hand:

"If there is anything you need to notify, call immediately and have someone come to the funeral. It will be a good day in three days, and you can bury him then."

"Three days?" Zhou Ping frowned and said:

"Brother Luo is abroad. I don't know if I can make it in three days."

"Well..." Uncle Wang thought for a while and said:

"If three days doesn't work, we have to wait until the seventh day. At this time, the seven-day corpse will already stink. I'll call for an ice coffin."

"Thank you." Zhou Ping's voice was choked with sobs, and he knelt down and kowtowed heavily:

"Trouble Uncle Wang these days."

"Get up, get up." Uncle Wang hurriedly stretched out his hand to help:

"It's nothing. You should put on your mourning clothes first before..."

"Fang Zheng." Fang Zheng nodded and said:

"Uncle Wang, just call me Xiao Fang."

"Fang Zheng." Facing Fang Zheng, Uncle Wang looked a little unnatural. After all, he had seen the person Fang Zheng killed with his own eyes:

"You should also put on your mourning clothes. If you don't understand anything later, just ask Xiao Zhou."

"yes."

Fang Zheng responded and knelt down as well:

"Thank you, Uncle Wang."

"Don't, don't." Uncle Wang hurriedly stepped aside for help:

"Get up quickly."

Funerals in rural areas are different from those in cities. They still maintain traditional customs. They start with a small coffin, which means the deceased is cleansed, disguised, and put on a shroud.

This process needs to be done as soon as possible after the deceased dies. Otherwise, after three or four hours, the body will become rigor mortis and the bones will have to be broken.

Indecentness is the second priority.

In some people's eyes, it is also disrespectful to the deceased.

Most of the people who make small coffins are old people in the village or even neighbors. At this time, filial sons and daughters should kowtow to each other in gratitude.

After the coffin comes the funeral service.

Inform relatives of the deceased to come.

After announcing the funeral, there is the funeral.

Relatives of the deceased came to pay their respects after learning the news. In some places, they would bring memorial papers, elegiac couplets, wreaths and other objects, and also ask about the situation.

During this period, there is a pause.

It is necessary to build a mourning hall, place incense, candles, tributes, and photos of the deceased for the mourners to pay their respects.

There are also wakes, coffins, funerals, burials, and the first seven...

In ancient times, it was necessary to stay in mourning for seven days, and then bury the deceased after the first seven days. Now times have changed, and people usually bury after three to five days.

And the sparks must be carried out on the first day of burial.

It was also because of this that Zhou Ping said that Guo Huo might not be able to make it. It was not that he would not be able to make it in time for the burial, but that he would not be able to see Guo Ziran for the last time.

There are those who specialize in the business of dead people.

Pay money,

The funeral hall was soon decorated.

Zhou Ping led Fang Zheng and knelt down on the side of the mourning hall.

When people come to attend the funeral, they kowtow to greet them, and then inform them of the circumstances of the deceased's death and the day on which the funeral is scheduled so that they can adjust their working hours.

"grandfather!"

The sad cry was moving. Fang Zheng raised his head slightly, then lowered his head.

Guo Erqiu also came.

Guo Huo arrived faster than expected, and came back the next day with his wife and a seven or eight-year-old boy.

"Zhou Ping."

Patting Zhou Ping's shoulder, Guo Huo looked bitter:

"did not expect……"

"No one expected to encounter such a thing." Zhou Ping shook his head and stretched out his hand to guide Fang Zheng:

"Junior Brother Fang, you have only seen him in videos, not in real life. This time he killed Cao Wu to avenge his master."

Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly.

This was the first time Zhou Ping called him junior brother since the incident at Fengtou Mountain.

"Junior Brother Fang."

Guo Huo's eyes were filled with gratitude, and he was about to kneel down:

"Thank you!"

"No." Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to stop:

"It is natural to avenge the master."

"right."

Zhou Ping nodded:

"Let's not talk about this for now. The top priority now is to deal with the master's funeral. The deceased is gone...the living people will still live."

Unlike young people, at his age, he is used to seeing life and death.

There will be grief,

But no longer clinging to the past.

"right."

Guo Huo nodded, suddenly overcome with grief, he knelt on the ground and howled loudly, even if his wife tried to pull and persuade him, he couldn't stop it.

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Seven days later.

Everything has been taken care of.

people,

Always going to die.

As long as you are careful while you are alive.

Fang Zheng didn't know when he started to have this idea.

Maybe it was the death of his parents when he was ignorant, maybe his girlfriend died quietly of illness, or maybe his uncle Fang Jian was suddenly killed.

Generally speaking, parents are the biggest barrier between a person and death.

Parents are here,

Death is still far away.

Parents go,

Only then can one truly feel the approach of death.

"Ding dong..."

The doorbell rings.

"Enter!"

"Click..."

The door lock opened, and a beautiful figure walked in.

"Erqiu?"

"Yes." Perhaps it was because it was too late and the cold was too strong, so Guo Erqiu's face looked a little pale. She looked at Fangzheng and spoke slowly:

"I'm leaving tomorrow."

"I know." Fang Zheng nodded:

"I heard from senior brother that he was going abroad?"

"Yes." Guo Erqiu said:

"The reason why I want to stay in China is because my grandfather is here. Now that he is gone, there is no point in staying."

"In this way..." Fang's expression did not change:

"It's okay to go out and see it. You're still young and you have plenty of opportunities to choose."

"Huh..." Guo Erqiu took a deep breath and said:

"Besides this, there is one more thing."

"Our whole family has been married. No one will inherit the house left by my grandfather. My dad plans to sell it. Do you have any plans to take it over?"

"If it falls into your hands, we can come back and take a look at it later. Just give us whatever price you want."

"House?" Fang Zheng shook his head:

"The master's house is not a commercial house in the city. The ownership belongs to the village collective. No one other than the villagers is qualified to buy or sell it."

"That's not what I said." Guo Erqiu shook his head:

"It's another place, the old house in Guojia Village."

He said and took out a stack of documents.

Guojia Village was said more than 20 years ago. The village was close to Tianpan Mountain. Later, it was demolished and built, and more people in the village went to the urban area.

The original place was mostly deserted.

Even the property rights of the land have been transformed into cultivated land and mountainous land due to the transfer of nature, with the exception of one place, which is the place where Guo Ziran used to live.

The current village is the merger of several villages.

Because of this, most of the neighbors are unfamiliar with each other and their feelings are relatively weak.

Fang Zheng took the document and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Taoist temple?"

"right."

Guo Erqiu nodded:

"Our family used to be landowners, but later... the place where we lived was assigned to the Taoist temple by the district government, but the property rights are still in my grandfather's hands."

Founder is clear.

The landowners back then were divided up and were able to get their property rights back, which shows that Guo Ziran had some skills when he was young.

"It's said to be a Taoist temple, but it's actually a restaurant called Ermu Land Restaurant. It pays some rent every year, more than 10,000 yuan."

Guo Erqiu said:

"I used to play there when I was a kid."

"There are actually some issues regarding property rights. After all, part of it belongs to the Taoist temple, but I believe it won't be a problem for you now."

Fang Zheng pursed his lips and thought for a moment before nodding:

"That's fine."

"Thanks!"

Guo Erqiu smiled sweetly.

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The next day.

The dazzling sunlight shining on the bed also made Fang Zheng's eyelids move slightly.

"Um……"

Groaning slightly, he slowly stood up from the bed and subconsciously reached out to touch the place next to him, but there was no one there.

"Are you done with the fun and leaving?"

Facing speechless, Fang Zheng lay back on the soft bed again:

"Just like my ex-girlfriend, women are really heartless."

However, after having so much fun last night, it was the first time that Guo Erqiu could really get up, which is quite admirable.

I took out my phone, and all my phone calls and WeChat messages were blocked.

"Why!"

"Pu* ruthless!"

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The void was like water, ripples appeared, and a figure carrying a wooden box slowly stepped out, entering a different world from modern society.

at dusk.

It was dark.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows, and Fang Zheng is no exception.

This is a hidden place he found outside Fang Mansion for easy access. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary courtyard.

Looking around, it must have been nearly a month here, and the surrounding environment is almost the same as when I left.

Only one thing is different.

quiet!

The silence is breathtaking.

Fang Zheng frowned slightly and listened carefully with trembling ears.

The entire Gu'an County seemed to have fallen into some kind of deathly silence. There were no shouts of death when leaving, and there were no roars or screams from the refugees.

At this point in time, it should be still early before the curfew.

"Wow……"

A baby's cry could be heard next door.

"Don't make him cry!"

"The child is so young and cannot understand human speech."

"Feed him!"

"It's been a long time since I've eaten. How can I still have milk?"

Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly, not because of the neighbor's voice next door, but because the Five Ghost Kabuto hanging around his waist floated up automatically.

"This is……"

"The ghost takes shape?"

He looked surprised and murmured:

"Is there so much resentment nearby?"

There are five ghost seeds in the Five Ghost Pocket. Unless the magic weapon is destroyed, it can turn into a ghost again as long as it absorbs enough Yin Qi and resentment.

even,

In theory, it is possible to advance to the level of a fierce ghost.

Since the beginning of Wugui Dou, many people have been killed by Fang Zheng, such as Shopkeeper Ba, Hu Yanting, Cao Wu, etc., but there is still a long way to go before the ghosts take shape.

now,

It’s about to take shape!

This shows that there is a dead person nearby, and the time of death is not long, and the resentment is rising.

"Da da……"

At this moment, the sound of uniform footsteps came from the street.

The crying next door stopped suddenly, as if a baby had its mouth and nose covered by someone, and Fang Zheng held his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist with a solemn expression.

Something's wrong!

The footsteps outside were too neat and full of murderous intent. There shouldn't be any force in Gu'an County that has such means.

The footsteps are getting closer.

There was obviously no one in sight, but there seemed to be an invisible pressure slowly approaching with the sound of footsteps, like the dark clouds in the sky getting closer.

What a strong deterrent!

"I can't cover it up anymore." The female voice next door begged with a crying tone:

"The kids won't be able to stand it."

"He can't take it anymore, we all have to die!" the man growled, then let out a muffled sound of pain.

"Wow……"

The cry came out, but was muffled again.

"who?"

The footsteps on the street suddenly stopped, and someone shouted angrily:

"get out!"

"Peng!"

The wooden door outside was smashed into pieces, and a strong sense of murder enveloped all directions.

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows, turned over and hit the back window. The wall of the backyard had already collapsed, and a man and a woman were running away with a baby in their arms.

This is a young couple with panic on their faces.

"Want to escape?"

The roar approached at an alarming speed, a figure crossed the roof, his arms shook slightly, and several black lights came straight towards several people.

"Ding……"

Fang Zheng swung the knife, and the black light fell to the ground, revealing its true appearance. It was a flying knife the size of a palm and as thin as a cicada's wing.

the other side.

"ah!"

The man screamed and fell to the ground, losing all breath on the spot. The woman rushed forward desperately, but was hit and blood seeped into the clothes on her back.

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed.

So cruel!

Even ordinary people are not spared.

"Huh?"

The visitor missed a hit, and was equally surprised, then sneered:

"Unexpectedly, there is actually a master hiding here."

"die!"

Before the sound fell, the spear and lightning flashed.

The bright silver spear emerged from the hole like a poisonous dragon, its red tassels dancing in the air, and it rushed towards him with its teeth and claws bared. It was so powerful that it could tear the armor apart.

Three-blood warrior!

Fang Zheng stopped, swung the knife, and his strength rose from the ground. His whole body muscles trembled slightly, and incomparable power instantly poured into his palm and converged on the blade.

Get the knife!

One pillar holding up the sky!

There is a unique move in the dragon-snake spear, which is to strike from below. It is said that it evolved from the throat thrust when infantry fought riders in ancient times.

now.

In Fang Zheng's hands, the sword turned into a spear, with stronger force and faster speed. However, in a flash of light, the sword had already struck the incoming blade.

There is also a bit of decisive sword intention that can be clearly stated in one word.

"Ding……"

The spear bent, and the person who came took advantage of the force to fly up. After landing, he took a few steps back before stopping. He couldn't help but look at Fang Zheng with a surprised look on his face:

"Good sword skills!"

"Friend." Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and said slowly:

"I'm just a passerby. I don't mean to cause trouble."

"Passenger?" The person who came looked like he was no more than 20 years old. He was wearing an armor full of sword marks. Hearing this, he grinned:

"Okay, then just follow me to the Yamen and ask about the situation. If you are really innocent, I will let you go."

He pointed his spear and said:

"Put down your weapons first."

"Crash..."

While he was talking, a team of seven people rushed from the front yard. Almost all of them were wearing armor, but most of them were just knee and shoulder pads.

It is different from nursing home.

These people saw that the corpse on the ground had no emotion on its face, its eyes were cold and lifeless, and the weapon in its hand was pointing directly at where it was.

murderous intent,

Quietly spread.

This kind of momentum...

Soldier!

army?

Junior general?

Fang Zheng’s eyes flashed:

"who are you?"

"You don't even know who we are?" The young general laughed:

"Why pretend to be confused? Put down your weapons and come back with us!"

"otherwise……"

The spear in his hand shook, and his eyes widened:

"kill!"

"Sorry." Fang Zheng took a step back:

"It seems that it is difficult to explain clearly what happened today. I will take my leave first..."

"Zheng!"

Before he finished speaking, an arrow shot out with lightning, passing over the position where he had just stood, and pierced into the ground, several inches into the soil.

opposite.

A soldier took out an arrow again, put it on his bow and pointed it from a distance.

"..."

Looking at the arrows and corpses on the ground, Fang Zheng suddenly realized something:

"You are not here to suppress bandits, but to kill!"

At first.

He thought that the couple next door were being hunted by each other because they were gangsters or followers of the White Lotus Sect, but it seemed that was not the case now.

The couple next door are probably innocent.

This group of people, regardless of where they come from, will kill anyone they see.

The soldiers of this world's imperial court are completely different from the soldiers who protect the home and country in modern society.

"What's the difference?"

The young general grinned:

"A person's head costs seventeen taels of silver, and a martial artist's head costs between thirty and fifty taels of silver. Unfortunately... the baby's head does not count."

"Zheng!"

Before he finished speaking, the light of a sword suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Heart knife!

The knife moves according to the heart, and the murderous intention surges.

If the fierce murderous intention had substance, everyone in the field instantly fell into the cold winter, and the man holding the bow opened his eyes and stopped breathing.

"Martial arts will!"

The young general roared:

"Formation!"

The habit formed by joining forces against the enemy countless times has become a function. When the young general roared, several people subconsciously reacted in various ways.

Some people bent their bows and arrows, some charged forward with swords, some stabbed with guns...

Many attacks intertwined into a net, wrapping Fang Zheng as he rushed towards him.

"Buzz..."

The silver gun trembled slightly, blooming with cold stars all over the sky.

Woo...

A sound like howling ghosts and gods came from the tip of the gun, and it was also mixed with the sound of gold and iron clashing like swords.

The chill gathered and the energy suddenly condensed.

The silver spear thrust straight out.

"when!"

A melodious collision sounded, and the young general felt a huge force coming towards him. His hands trembled suddenly, and his palms were dripping with blood.

His body couldn't bear the huge force, and he stumbled backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The three bloods are complete!

Suffer!

He roared urgently:

"careful!"

"drink!"

All the soldiers shouted in unison and banged their weapons wildly.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

Fang Zheng swung his sword and spun around, blocking one incoming attack and another attack came. For a moment, there was no room to fight back.

Battle formation?

No wonder Wu Hai once said that once the soldiers form a formation on the battlefield, their attacks will be like a torrent of river water. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you will sooner or later run out of energy.

but……

"snort!"

With a slight snort, Fang Zheng suddenly swung his sword and slashed furiously.

The fierce force exploded brazenly.

"when……"

The soldier holding the long sword trembled, and the long sword in his palm flew high. One person was missing, and the formation in the field was also in chaos.

"puff!"

"Puff..."

Fangzheng moved the knife like a wheel, passing several people quickly, the blade cut through the throat, and the last sharp blade stopped at the young general's heart.

"You..." The young general glared at Fang Zheng:

"You dare to kill me?"

"Since your Excellency wants to kill me, why can't I kill you?" Fang's face was cold, and he lightly shook the sword, bursting with strength.

"puff!"

The young general's body trembled slightly, and the light in his eyes was silent.

No matter how wonderful the formation is, it still needs strength to support it. Fang Zheng has already achieved three levels of blood, and he has also realized the martial arts will and exquisite sword skills.

Breaking the formation is not difficult!

"Woo..."

The five ghost bags trembled slightly, black smoke gathered at the mouth of the bag, and there was a faint and eerie whistling sound.

"oh!"

The founder lowered his head and tied the bag tightly:

"It took shape so quickly. It seems that they killed a lot of people, and they had resentful souls and resentments on them, so they saved a lot of effort."

He turned around and was about to leave.

"Wow……"

The crying started again.

Fang Zheng frowned and then walked towards the baby.

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Fang Mansion.

"Master!"

"Master, you are back."

"..."

Everyone was excited when they saw Fang Zheng return. After all, they had been gone for so long and it was such a chaotic time. There was no guarantee that something unexpected would happen.

"Um."

Fang Zheng nodded and handed the baby in his arms to Old Liu:

"I picked him up on the road and fed him some goat's milk and horse's milk. What happened in the city during this time?"

Liu Qinghuan looked surprised:

"you do not know?"

Although Fang Zheng did not return to Fang Mansion during this period, he should not have gone far. There is no reason to be unclear about the situation in Gu'an County.

Wu Hai was used to this.

Anyway, as long as the boss disappears, he will be cut off from the outside world. He replied:

"Half a month ago, the Anxi Army branch entered Gu'an County despite the snow and suppressed the riots in just a few days. However, the lives of the people in the city were not easy."

He sighed and said:

"The Anxi army first asked the wealthy businessmen to pay gold and silver. If they didn't pay, they would be jailed for having an affair with a demon."

"The entire city is looking for demons..."

"How can there be so many monsters? They are just using heads to make up for the loss."

"Yes." Jin Shu nodded:

"These days, although there are no riots in the city, the number of people dying is no less than before. Everyone is afraid of the army like a tiger."

"We followed Mr. Fang's instructions and tried our best not to come forward. We have barely managed until now."

Fang Zheng frowned.

He didn't expect things to develop like this.

'Originally I thought of taking the opportunity to break through to the Zhenqi martial arts master here, but now I am afraid that it is difficult to calm down and practice in this situation. ’

‘I wonder if the things Zhang Mingrui promised me are ready? ’

'Is it possible...'

‘After taking something, you have to go back again? ’

Looking at the people in the field, they all looked anxious and uneasy. Fortunately, when they saw him coming back, their expressions were slightly relaxed and they felt confident in their hearts.

He left immediately, seeming a little sorry.

"Boom!"

There was a rapid knock on the door.

"Go and open the door."

Fang Zheng took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, waved his hand and said:

"The woman hid while Wu Hai took people to the front yard to see what was going on."

"yes."