"Dad took the money and did nothing, but he didn't come to Xijing City yet? Could it be that his Swordsman is no longer engaged in marketing?"
Zhang Xuezhou waited for Zhang Weimeng for a week, but Zhang Weimeng had not come to Xijing City yet, and he had not responded to the messages on the communication.
"Perhaps he has fallen into the world of great writers again?"
No one responded to the message sent. Zhang Weimeng's contact information was undoubtedly cut off, and even the other party's Tianlong Babu was not uploaded.
Zhang Xuezhou helped post the manuscript and read the trolls in the comment area. He had to log in to the account of the black fan Dongfang Shuo and posted more than a dozen messages scolding the author in the comment area. Only then did Zhang Weimeng's The work has been continued.
"My father and mother's conditions are a bit close. I'm afraid the symptoms are also similar, so we have to make arrangements early. But the news about my parents has also disappeared for a long time... My own news seems to have disappeared from them for a long time!"
When Zhang Xuezhou lay back on the bed again, he couldn't help but think of Zhang Zhong and Yourong.
Those are also his parents. They have been with each other for more than ten years. Now they have not seen each other for two years, and they have not even heard from each other at all.
"After I finish my work with Buddha in the secret place, let's see if my health can be better, and then we can compare and contrast our situations, and then we can ride east to find the Han Dynasty!"
Not only did Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying have physical problems, but Zhang Xuezhou also had many problems of his own. He had to go back and send a message to prevent Ke Shi and Zhang Zhong from thinking he was dead.
Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but shake his head when he thought about the many big things.
When he returned to the body in the other world, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his head was even bigger.
He felt the squeezing force coming from all around his body, as well as the endless darkness and difficulty breathing. Zhang Xuezhou felt that he might be buried.
The Rouran power coming from his waist may be the biggest reason why he survived until his return.
Zhang Xuezhou had previously joked that he had never met an opponent who was good at earth-moving techniques in his life, but just a few days later, he borrowed the demonic power carried by the yellow feather of the Peacock King to escape.
"Buddha is not authentic. He promised not to go astray, but now it is buried underground. How can he not go astray!"
Zhang Xuezhou felt that Buddha had done nothing good at night, which was why he was buried.
He stretched his fingers vigorously.
A vague feeling of looseness came, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was not buried deeply.
As his fingers traced the soil, Zhang Xuezhou felt a special feeling coming from his waist and abdomen, which made his hands that penetrated the soil seem to be traveling through the mud.
This demonic treasure that evades the earth-escape method brings with it the ability of low-level earth-escape skills. As long as Zhang Xuezhou drills slowly, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he can get out.
"rise!"
He groaned and used both legs and hands to exert force.
Nearly a minute later, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had caught something, which made him pull hard. When the light entered his eyes, a breath of fresh air rushed into his nostrils.
Zhang Xuezhou looked around and saw that he was buried under a very strange-looking peach tree.
Flowers bloomed on the peach trees, with a delicate fragrance. There were red peaches as big as fists, green peaches as big as oranges that had not yet matured, and green peaches that had not yet matured as big as jujubes.
Just as he was about to pull his body out completely with both hands on his hands, he saw that what he was pulling hard on was a human skeleton with a missing head.
The skeleton, so pale that it was almost rotten, seemed to be buried under the peach tree.
"excuse me!"
Zhang Xuezhou quickly dropped the skeleton, pushed the soil, and stuffed the skeleton back into the soil.
"Evil!"
Faintly, when Zhang Xuezhou got out of the ground, he felt that the skeleton he had casually buried continued to drill down and entered deeper underground.
This made Zhang Xuezhou a little uneasy, feeling that the almost rotten skeleton still seemed to have some special vitality.
"Occupying your sleeping place, disturbing you!"
He looked at the direction where the white skeleton was sinking with fear and curiosity, and then took two steps back.
But Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but be vigilant when he moved.
Without Fozi as a guide, he would be prone to accidents in this secret place of ancient formations.
Thinking of Buddha's mention that it was safer to stand within the shade of trees, Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to stand under the peach tree to avoid stepping on it and causing trouble.
"Buddha?"
"Shigong Buddha?"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted softly the first time, but when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he shouted louder the second time.
There was no human response, and the secret place remained silent.
"Couldn't you be buried underground too?"
Zhang Xuezhou couldn't move at night, but Buddha could move. Zhang Xuezhou looked at his uninjured body again and felt that Buddha was not stupid enough to be buried.
But he undoubtedly lost contact with Buddha at the moment.
"I've been so crazy lately that I lose contact wherever I go!"
Zhang Xuezhou was missing for twelve hours. He could not move awake at night. If there was an accident, he would most likely be abandoned where he was.
After repeated calls and no response, Zhang Xuezhou finally confirmed that he had been abandoned again.
He looked into the distance and saw lush flowers and grass in the distance, and some shrubs growing in rows like fences, as if surrounding the peach tree in the center.
"How do we go about this?"
"Buddha said not to wander around in the illusion array. If you encounter a change, just wait where you are for a day. There is a high probability that the illusion will be lifted the next day!"
"Is this considered a hallucination now?"
"The earth spirit fruit he gave me yesterday was tasteless and tasteless. It seemed to be a fake fruit!"
"Then what did I put in my stomach?"
…
Zhang Xuezhou touched his belly and then the peach tree. The feeling in his hands was very normal.
Zhang Xuezhou remembered that he was sitting under the tree like this yesterday, and then he woke up the next day and buried it in the soil.
"Am I still under that tree?"
He looked at the peach tree and compared it with the ancient tree that was completely different from the one he saw last night. It was difficult to determine for a while.
But Zhang Xuezhou quickly took practical actions to make a judgment.
"Whether it's an hallucination or not, you'll find out if you bite a piece of fruit!"
The phantom array confuses vision and perception, but the phantom array does not bring about taste.
Zhang Xuezhou didn't know what he ate last night, but he knew it when he ate a peach now.
He jumped slightly, and a ripe red peach was immediately picked in his hands.
Compared with the tasteless ground spirit fruit he ate yesterday, the red peach in his hand had a refreshing aroma, which made people feel comfortable.
"I've never seen anyone die after eating a peach!"
Zhang Xuezhou looked at this peach tree that bloomed and produced fruits at the same time. He felt that the growth cycle of this peach tree was a little weird, but it was true that the fruits of peach trees had never been heard of eating dead people.
He carefully took a small bite and felt the sweetness of the juice rush into his throat.
"It's a real peach, not an illusion, and it's not poisonous!"
The peach taste is a bit sweet, but in line with the normal taste of the fruit.
Zhang Xuezhou was not only sure that the fruit could be eaten, but also confirmed that he was not in an illusion of formation.
The conclusions summarized are few, but useful.
Zhang Xuezhou was just about to pull the branches of the peach tree to make sure that he was in a real scene and walked around the peach tree to take a look. He felt a warmth in his stomach and intestines, and his head suddenly became more drowsy.
He shook off the peach in his hand like a snake or a scorpion, and his body staggered a little more.
"It should be...not poison!"
Zhang Xuezhou has never drunk spirits, but this does not hinder his knowledge of alcohol.
The dazed feeling made Zhang Xuezhou feel that he was drunk rather than poisoned.
His body tilted, and it was no longer possible to control his body, and he staggered and fell down.
Nearly half an hour later, several brown roots poked out from under the peach tree, wrapped around Zhang Xuezhou's body, and began to tie Zhang Xuezhou and drag him underground.
The yellow feathers of the Peacock Ming King flickered with yellow light, and a few minutes later, Zhang Xuezhou's body was buried again.
