Chapter 354 Zhou Qingfeng Is Not Dead

As Yang Ming finished speaking, there was silence all around. ♬♦ ♦♧

Lu Ziming and the others looked as if they were kidding, as if they were listening to a fairy tale.

At this time, Xiao Chuxia reminded them, "You may not believe it, but think about it carefully. Why did Brother Xiu know the rules of the burial ground so clearly when he first came to the burial ground?

Why can he command the entire headquarters with his status as a third-level spirit master?

Why can he summon the army of Taotie?"

As soon as these three questions came out, everyone's faces suddenly changed.

Is everything true?

They thought of Fang Xiu's various performances in the burial ground, which were indeed very magical and incredible, and could not be explained at all.

But if you put on a title of predicting the future, then everything can be explained.

Suddenly, Lu Ziming looked at Fang Xiu with more horror.

Yes, if Fang Xiu did not have such a skill, he would never have known the rules of the burial ground in advance, nor would he have become the captain, let alone summon the army of Taotie.

The facts are before us, and no matter how far-fetched they are, we have no choice but to accept them.

"Captain Fang, if you can really predict the future, then we can give you all the money we earn in the future for safekeeping, but we still hope to see it with our own eyes, the magic of predicting the future." Lu Ziming said tactfully.

Bang!

Lu Ziming screamed and was kicked out directly.

For a moment, everyone was silent.

"It seems that you have misunderstood me." Fang Xiu calmly glanced at everyone, taking in their little thoughts.

"I am not discussing with you, but informing you."

The calm and unquestionable words exploded in everyone's hearts like thunder.

Everyone's eyes flickered, and no one dared to look at Fang Xiu.

"What do you think you rely on to survive? Strength?

I only need to give an order, and the Taotie army can crush all of you, just like crushing an ant.

Remember, the only value of your life is to make money for me."

A third-level scolded a group of fourth-level and fifth-level people like grandsons. This scene is quite explosive even if it is put in the outside world.

"Now, get out."

Under Fang Xiu's gaze, a group of workers were forced to go out to make money.

Yang Ming was pretending to be powerful and bossy, saying: "Go faster, go faster! Cheer up, don't come back if you don't make 100,000 ghost money today!"

"And you, go out and make money too." Fang Xiu suddenly turned around and said.

Yang Ming's face suddenly fell: "Brother Xiu, you are also exploiting your own people."

"If you want to quit smoking in the burial ground, you can choose not to go."

Yang Ming smiled embarrassedly: "Just kidding, I'll go now, I'll go now."

In the end, all the people in the headquarters went out to work.

Fang Xiu, holding a huge sum of more than 20 million yuan, came to the pawnshop again.

He was thinking, since the pawnshop can use money to buy a way to leave the burial ground, can it also buy some information about Zhou Qingfeng?

In the pawnshop.

Fang Xiu put all the ghost money on the counter and asked a question to the corpse.

"Is Zhou Qingfeng dead or alive?"

Suddenly, the ghost money on the counter decreased by about 10 million.

Then the corpse took out a note from the drawer.

He took the note and saw a big word on it: "Alive."

Fang Xiu's eyes moved slightly.

Is he still alive?

This Zhou Qingfeng actually survived the hands of the strange god.

So what kind of strength does he have?

But from the letters he left behind, he should have died in the hands of the strange god, but maybe for some reason, he came back to life.

"Where is Zhou Qingfeng?" Fang Xiu asked again.

This time, all the ghost money on the counter disappeared.

Even his own spirituality was extracted by half.

Corrosion handed over another note.

There were two words written on it.

Seeing these two words, Fang Xiu frowned instantly.

These two words are... Burial Ground!

Zhou Qingfeng is actually in the burial ground! ?

Could he be hiding in Zhou's mansion?

Fang Xiu's thoughts were flying for a while. He wanted to ask again, but he had no money.

He had to restart.

.......

.......

"Why can I die and rewind?"

The corpse did not move at all and did not collect the ghost money.

Fang Xiu frowned slightly. Did he not know, or was there not enough ghost money?

The former is most likely. He was able to survive in the hands of the strange god by relying on the death rewind, which shows that the death rewind has involved the deepest secrets of this world.

Facing such a secret, it is obvious that the status of the pawnshop is still far from enough. It is a pleasant surprise to be able to learn about Zhou Qingfeng from it.

"Don't let them know that you can see it. Who wrote this sentence?"

The corpse still did not move.

But Fang Xiu ruled out an answer from this silent answer.

Don't let them know that you can see it, it's not written by Zhou Qingfeng!

The pawnshop can provide information about Zhou Qingfeng, but it can't provide information about the blood word. Obviously, the level of the blood word is higher than Zhou Qingfeng.

From this, it can be inferred that the blood word should not be written by Zhou Qingfeng.

Before, Fang Xiu had always guessed that his death replay and the blood word might be related to Zhou Qingfeng.

But now it seems that it is very likely that it is not related.

Zhou Qingfeng's level is not that high.

But Fang Xiu felt that it should not be that simple. Even if it was not done by Zhou Qingfeng, he was at least an insider.

After all, even until now, Fang Xiu still couldn't be sure whether the trial of Qingshan Mental Hospital and the original mask were left for himself or Yang Ming.

Everything seemed to be for Yang Ming, but from the results, he seemed to be on a perfect path in Zhou Qingfeng's mind.

The path of perfect weirdness!

Of course, this may involve the game between destiny and Zhou Qingfeng, but it is still unknown now.

After all, the strength is too weak and the information is too little.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Xiu called softly: "Wife."

Swish!

A beautiful and moving figure appeared out of thin air beside him.

"I want to know her details."

The rotten corpse did not move at all, as if it had been dead for many years.

Fang Xiu was thoughtful.

It seems that the level of his wife is higher than Zhou Qingfeng.

This is also expected. He has never forgotten that when he first summoned his wife, a terrifying eye that seemed to exist in the endless dimension was cast in the void, and that eye almost froze time and space.

He had faced a group of strange gods in the sky, but no strange god had ever been able to make time and space fluctuate with just a glance.

Wife, unfathomable!

He even suspected that his wife at home was not the real body at all, maybe just a clone, otherwise there would be no reason for her eyes to be so powerful, but the strength shown by his wife was very weak.

She only hurt people with her unique characteristics.

Unexpectedly, in the end, Zhou Qingfeng, who seemed to be the mastermind, was the lowest level.