Zhang Zhengyi howled for a long time before seeing Yang Fan appearing with a sullen face.
"Little white face, the person you are looking for is here. If you have the guts, come to negotiate in my dream. If you don't have the guts, call yourself a son of a bitch!" Zhang Zhengyi just pretended that he couldn't see Yang Fan's expression, and after a few shouts, he fell down on the bed , Close your eyes and continue to sleep soundly.
But this time, he couldn't fall asleep anyway. Zhang Zhengyi gritted his teeth, slammed the back of his head against the wall behind him with force, rolled his eyelids, and passed out with an 'uh' sound.
Yang Fan's eyelids twitched when he saw it, this little fat man was really ruthless, in order not to talk much, he knocked himself out directly, and he was not afraid of being killed on the spot.
Not long after Zhang Zhengyi fainted, a little halo appeared on his head, and then the halo changed into a line of words.
"The group leader, Qin Yang, invites you to join the temporary dream discussion group."
Then under this line of words, there are separate halos that turn into "agree" and "disagree".
Yang Fan looked at this line of writing, even though he was well-informed, he was stunned for a while, and after thinking about it for a long time, he almost understood what it was.
"Entering Dreams?" Yang Fan sullenly, hesitated for a while, then reached out his hand to agree.
In an instant, a consciousness link appeared, like an invisible bridge, between him and Zhang Zhengyi.
After confirming several times, Yang Fan closed his eyes, and his consciousness fell into Zhang Zhengyi's dream along this invisible bridge.
It is still the dreamland from before, with majestic momentum, huge mausoleums stretching for hundreds of miles, and countless strong men frozen there in the sky.
Among the mausoleums, Qin Yang sat on a tombstone with a golden knife and a horse, quietly watching Yang Fan's figure, condensed in mid-air.
After Yang Fan appeared, his eyes lit up when he saw Qin Yang, and he shouted in a low voice: "Qin Yang, I knew that you wouldn't die so easily."
Yang Fan floated down from mid-air and landed opposite Qin Yang.
"Don't talk nonsense, don't play tricks. After half an hour, you let the little fat man go, and I let the fool go. If you want to make trouble for me, just come, I happen to have something to ask you. After half an hour, If I don't see the little fat man, then you can collect the corpse for the fool." After Yang Fan landed, Qin Yang went straight to the point.
Yang Fan didn't answer the question, just looked Qin Yang up and down, and sighed softly.
"There is no need for you and me to fight you to the death. Since you can get the inheritance of the Zixiao Daojing, I think Taoist Zixiao has already told you that the most suitable linking method of the Zixiao Daojing is the secret of burying the sea. Dian, as long as you give me the treasure scroll of the Zixiao Daojing, I can exchange it with you for the treasure scroll of the Burial Sea Secret Canon, the grievances of the previous generation have nothing to do with us, if we do this, everyone will be happy, how about it?"
"Do you have the treasure scroll of the Secret Book of Burial at Sea?" Qin Yang was full of disbelief.
"I am my father's alone, and the secret code of burial in the sea was naturally passed on to me. He has paved the way for me in the future, and now I only need the first step to build the foundation with the Zixiao Taoist scriptures. The same, they are both the supreme way, becoming immortal and detached, there is no need to fight to the death at this time, just like my father and Taoist Zixiao, if they can get rid of the past, it may be said that both of them have already detached." Yang Fan He said it sincerely, with a full face of regret.
"Stop acting, to tell you the truth, I don't have a treasure scroll in my hand, and you must understand the truth that the truth should not be revealed, and the law should not be passed on lightly, and I can't pass it on to you. You should give up on this idea. Even if I don't have the Secret Code of Burial in the Sea, I can choose other methods, which are just a little worse."
Qin Yang sneered mercilessly, this guy is already at this time, and he still wants to fool people, I have seen more dramas than you can imagine, with this little acting skills, even dare to fool people who steal the door, lose their wits Bar?
The more this is the case, the more Qin Yang confirms that Yang Fan does not have the treasure scroll of the Secret Code of Burial at all, that is to say, the treasure scroll is probably in Yidao Gorge.
"Impossible, Taoist Zixiao has long been powerless. I personally taught you the method. Apart from the treasure scroll, there is no third way to learn the Zixiao Taoist scriptures. I made a deal with you with sincerity, but you No sincerity" Yang Fan shook his head and sighed with disappointment.
"How can you guess such a strong person as Taoist Zixiao? A frog at the bottom of a well is lying and saying that the sky is as big as a well." Qin Yang laughed all over his face.
Yang Fan pondered for a while, but did not refute.
"Okay, don't talk nonsense. After half an hour, if you don't see the little fat man leaving the Wuliang Taoist Temple, you can collect the corpse for the fool. The little fat man is a small monk, and it is considered a great power to exchange for a very high attainment in the array. made money."
As soon as the voice fell, before Yang Fan could say a word, his consciousness retreated quickly, and he returned to his body in an instant.
&??It is because of Zhang Zhengyi, that is, that Qin Yang was exposed, and that he let me know that the real Qin Yang did not die or fall at all. "
"Sure enough, to be able to get the inheritance of the Zixiao Taoist scriptures, and to live up to now with a weak body, is really ruthless and cunning like a fox. Well, since you expect so much, I will do what you want and kill this fat man! "
Yang Fan walked into the house and dragged Zhang Zhengyi out.
"What are you doing" Zhang Zhengyi broke out in cold sweat, his eyeballs trembled wildly. After he came out, he saw the black coffin in the yard, and his complexion turned pale
"Fatty man, it's not good luck for you. Qin Yang went to great lengths just to kill you. If you have any last words, just write them down. Don't say I won't give you a chance." Yang Fan sneered, restraining Zhang Zhengyi's body. The rope, like a spirit snake, fell off automatically and flew into Yang Fan's hands.
"Is he really dead?" Zhang Zhengyi stretched his neck and looked at Zhan Weiwei. The fool lying in the coffin was as pale as paper: "Fatty has a great future, this time he was really cheated to death"
"Write." Yang Fan kicked Zhang Zhengyi's leg and forced Zhang Zhengyi to write his last words.
Zhang Zhengyi burst into tears, snot and tears, and wrote his last words tremblingly.
"Master, if you are lucky enough to see this, it will prove that I am dead. I was killed by Senior Brother Qin. He cheated me to death. My disciple is not filial, so I can't die for you. Don't blame disciple Son¡¡"
The handwriting was a bit messy, and it took a full two sticks of incense to write a few pages in a mess. Yang Fan looked at it casually and sneered. Now, this dead fat man can still have some meaning after his death.
With a flash of blood in his hand, Zhang Zhengyi's big head shot up into the sky, and blood sprayed three feet high.
"If you want to borrow my knife to kill people and make me lose a general, don't think about it! Let's see if that strong man will trust you after losing his disciple!" Yang Fan's face was grim.
I personally wrote a letter to Qin Yang, with many hints in the words, this is to help Qin Yang deal with a problem
Not long after, another black coffin appeared in the yard. Zhang Zhengyi's body was buried in it, and his head was put into the coffin, and his hands were holding his head. , die with peace.
The last words and the letter were also thrown on Zhang Zhengyi's body.
After sealing the coffin, send someone to throw the coffin at the gate of Wuliang Taoist Temple.
After only a few breaths here, the black coffin disappeared instantly.
During the restraint, Meng Yi came back with a black coffin.
After opening the coffin, what caught the eye was Zhang Zhengyi's bloody head
At first glance it looks scary
Qin Yang was not frightened. After seeing that the head was intact, and the corpse was also intact, he stretched out his hand to touch it, but his skills did not respond, so he was completely relieved.
Pull out Zhang Zhengyi's body casually, put his head on his neck again, take out a few crystals of Yimu Jingqi, and arrange a small formation to stimulate the vitality of Yimu Jingqi inside, and envelop Zhang Zhengyi.
Soon, I saw the fracture on Zhang Zhengyi's neck, the flesh and blood began to overlap, and there was a crackling sound from the bones, as if the joints were reconnected.
However, in just one hour, the severed neck was completely recovered, at least no scars could be seen on the surface.
Another half an hour later, I saw Zhang Zhengyi slowly opened his eyes, squinted his eyebrows, and peeped quietly.
"Snapped!"
Qin Yang's face was black, and he slapped him when he came up: "Hurry up and get up when you wake up!"
After Zhang Zhengyi got up, when he saw Meng Yi, his acting skills exploded, tears and nose flowing, and he rushed over.
"Master, I thought I would never see you again"
"Boom!" Meng Yi stood there with a dark face, kicked him away without saying a word.
"Come here, little fat, come here, let's have a good exchange of feelings." Qin Yang shook Zhang Zhengyi's last words and walked over with a grim smile.
"Hit to death, let him remember." Meng Yi turned around and left, disappearing in an instant.
"QinSenior brother Qin, II'm not cooperating with you in acting. Didn't you say that the play must go deep into the bone, so it's true."
"I'm just upset and just want to beat you up. Do you have an opinion?" Qin Yang came up to chase Zhang Zhengyi and beat him up.
"Senior Brother Qin, I dare not, I swear, I swear to God, I will never use your identity again."