Xiang Que pulled out a cigarette and stuffed it into Fan Wang's mouth, who was about to collapse, lit it for him and said, "Snack the cigarette and make you shocked. When you are energetic, you will feel that everything that just happened is actually passing clouds."
"Bada, buzz" Fan Wang sucked the cigarette stiffly with two big lips that were swollen by himself. The thick nicotine gradually numbed his nerves that had not yet recovered.
"Pangpang, don't you know what he does?"
"Hiss..." Fan Wang took a deep breath of cigarettes and vomited them all: "Graduated from Peking University Archaeology Department, digging a hole."
"What is your relationship with him?" Xiang Que asked with a frown.
"I'm a child. This guy lives near my house with his father when he was seven years old. We have been peeing and playing with mud since we were young. Later, at the age of nineteen, he was admitted to Peking University and left. Then my father got rich and my house moved away.
After graduation, my mother called him and asked him what he was doing. He said he was digging a pit and doing archaeology. It was not until the last two years that we met." Fan Wang was not stupid either. When he heard Xiang Que say this, he suddenly understood a little.
Le: "Fatty Wang, are you the same type of person?"
"Think, not count." Xiang Que thought about it, and felt that he really didn't touch Wang Xuan very clearly, but he just vaguely noticed it: "He, to say it's not nice, it's called digging a pit and robbing a tomb, to put it nicely, it's just
The Golden Touching Captain, one of the top Golden Touching Captains in China, you must have heard of this, right?"
"Oh, oh," Fan Wang thrust up from the ground and said with his eyes wide open: "Grave Robbers' Chronicles? Ghost Blows the Light? I've read this book and movies... Grass, Fatty Wang is like this
He is so awesome, he still touched the Jin Captain? He is so fat that he must not be allowed to enter the tomb. Can he get out and get in?"
"Hey, stop fucking it. Tomb robbing is not a mouse hole. What are you talking about?" Xiang Que sweated and was a little broken.
"He is the lieutenant of gold, what about you? I see you are spitting out fire and throwing talismans, a little awesome, an abnormal person?" Fan Wang blinked his eyes with a strong desire for knowledge, a little surprised.
He asked, "Are you an Agent of SHIELD?"
"What's the ASCHEN?" Xiang Que asked in confusion.
"It is called S.H.I.E.D. in the United States, but in China, it may be called the Huaxia Dragon Group or the Chinese Divine Sword Team. It is the legendary relevant department. The people in it are all equipped with 72-mutated special abilities.
, specializes in handling incredible events, with very few personnel, but each of them has super combat power. Whenever there are evil things that cannot be explained by science, they should take action. Well, just like the one just now." Fan Wang thought for a while, and then continued
He said: "Are you affiliated with Guoan or are you directly under the command of the top central leaders? Do you have a murder permit? Hey, my brother, let me tell you, the people in your department are simply sparking and lightning all the way.
If you get a fucked up, you will get the name of a girl, and you will get the lady or a rich wife and a young daughter-in-law. You will instantly kill all kinds of rich second generations and all kinds of backgrounds. "
"My grass, what are you saying to me? Hurry up and let yourself be spiritual." Xiang Que was speechless.
Fan Wang became more and more excited as he spoke, and said with a spitting mouth: "Brother, please pull me into the group, or I can take you as my teacher... Come on, I'll give you one, please click quickly
Be worshipped by my disciple.”
"Fuck you, get out of here, I didn't understand that thing." Xiang Que was anxious and slapped him on the head and said, "I won't talk nonsense to you anymore, I have no time to delay here.
······Zhao Lijun set up a large formation for me, which is to trap me to death.”
Xiangque turned around and entered the woods beside the road. Fan Wang followed up happily and said, "Don't you drive? Do you mean you want to travel through mountains and rivers to Sichuan?" "Cool G Jiang": The official version of the Internet
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"You can't get out by driving, you can't tell me where you drive."
"Ghost hits the wall, right?"
"The meaning is correct, but this is not the case." Xiang Que looked up at the sky, the fog became thicker and the visibility was extremely low, and the scene on his head was not clear. All the birds and beasts nearby were seen, and there was a feeling of covering the sky and the sun.
"Look at the time, what time is now?" Xiang Que asked back.
"A little over six:30"
"Accurate time"
"Six thirty-seven..."
He did not smoke a cigarette towards the disadvantage, but held it in the air with one hand.
After a wisp of light smoke slowly rose, it floated to the side, turned to Que and walked for more than twenty meters in the direction where the smoke drifted, and then stopped. At this time, the direction of the smoke drift changed again and changed direction,
Que then followed him again. After changing directions four times in a row, he stopped moving, and the smoke in his hand rose straight up.
When trapped in the formation, the first thing is to have no sense of direction and be lost. If you want to break the formation, you must first find the right direction.
Any big array has an array eye inside, and there is only one way to break the array. Once the array eye is broken, the array will naturally disperse.
No matter what kind of formation is, it is always between heaven and earth. Even if it makes people lose their direction and cannot distinguish between east, south, west and north, it is also because of the disturbance of the energy of heaven and earth in the formation, but the direction still exists.
The direction is positioned by smoke, and the four directions of southeast, west and northeast are calculated.
"I would like to ask the Eastern Gongcao to ascend to the Tiangang, the Qing Emperor Jia and Yi to surrender to the bureau and guard me." Xiang Que took out a piece of talisman paper and threw it to the east.
"I would like to invite the southern Taiyi Shengguang Xiaoji, the great god of the Red Emperor Bing Ding, to surrender to the bureau and guard me." The talisman paper was thrown to the south.
"I would like to ask the West to teleport from Kuihekui, Baidi Gengxin God, the surrendered Zi Bureau, and the guards of my body."
"I would like to ask the Empress of the Ming Dynasty in the north to be very lucky, the Great Emperor Ren Gui, to surrender to the bureau and guard me."
After a talisman paper was thrown out in the southeast, west and north, he whispered to Que: "You are careful in all directions and then place the preparation method from the day you are looking for..."
"Swish" four pieces of talisman paper floated out of thin air and stuck to the four trees.
"Take twelve steps in this direction, then turn left and walk four steps, walk six steps straight, stand and don't move," Xiang Que said in the direction east.
"What, why are you leaving?" Fan Wang asked blankly.
"Use your legs, can you crawl?" Xiang Que said impatiently.
"No, that's the thing, I mean how big the steps are, whether it's a big jump or a trot, or a small step. You have to explain so many ways to me," Fan Wang said speechlessly.
"I'll go, normal, do you understand if you walk normally? Don't pull the egg if you walk too big, and don't pick up the egg if you walk too small. Just follow this distance, do you understand?"
"It's OK, you've said it earlier. Who wouldn't know if you don't say it?" Fan Wang stared at his feet with his crotch in his crotch, and his distance was quite accurate.
A few minutes later, Fan Wang stopped, stretched his neck and said, "It's in place."
"Look around to find out if there is anything unusual?"
"What is abnormal? Hey, I said you can't explain things clearly?" Fan Wang said unhappily.