Fang Che suddenly felt his throat blocked.

Even if I can't say a word or a word.

Li Changkong patted his shoulder.

"I'm leaving! I'll make all preparations when you make arrangements!"

After saying that, Li Changkong smiled.

Turn around and leave.

My body was drifting away in the cold wind.

Fang Che stood alone in the long night in the cold wind of winter, his clothes flying.

Looking at the direction Li Changkong was moving away, I felt my heart burning.

The blue sky is silent, the cold wind is swaying; the stars are dotted, the long night is groaning.

...

A quarter of an hour later.

Dongshan Cemetery.

The incense candle burns slowly.

Fang Che sat in front of the tombstones of Ren Chang, Tang Zheng, Zuo Guanglie, Ju Xiushui and others.

A glass of fine wine slowly spreads on the ground.

"Ren Chang, Tang Zheng, Lao Zuo, President Ju, brothers, I'll come to see you."

The wind is cold.

The fragrance of wine will last for a long time in the cold wind of the frozen earth.

Four updates have been made.

The incense candle is clearly extinguished, adding a little warmth to the cold wind.

At dawn, paper ashes are everywhere.

The fragrance of the entire cemetery was clearly extinguished, and the fragrance of wine was as if it was permeated the world.

But Fang Che has disappeared.

The cold wind blew, and the paper ash circled and danced.

...

It was dark.

Mr. Fang led the members of the inspection brigade and quietly left Baiyunzhou.

The entire southeastern boundary needs to be inspected, and time is tight.

And I also have to use the Soul Dividing Jade to find the entire Southeast Mountains. The time is even less than enough.

Fang Che didn't know when he would come to a new task, but he was doing everything at the fastest speed.

Go to Baipingzhou here.

Then I went back to Bibo City. After all, Bibo City guarded the main hall and had to patrol.

But this time, Fang Che was going to go home secretly and ask his subordinates to patrol. Just stay at home with his parents, so he would not be so busy.

Besides, I also have a lot of things that I need to talk to my dad face to face.

There are so many experiences during this period that I need an old person to take charge of the helm.

Whenever he went to a place, Fang Che activated the soul-dividing jade and tried his best to sense it, but from beginning to end, he got nothing. Apart from tempering his spiritual power, he felt nothing.

But Fang Che never relaxed at all.

There will be no boredom at all.

He only knows one thing: Only the devil of the Orthodox Church revived. How could such a big thing be so easy to find out by himself?

Even Yan Nan, the only one who is the orthodox scholar, could not find it. If he really found it easily, it would be abnormal.

Anyway, as long as you continue to do things seriously and meticulously, you will find clues one day.

It's night again, Bibo City.

Fang Che entered the Fang family silently like a wisp of blue smoke.

Fang Yun was having tea and chatting with Fang Qianyi.

The teapot in his hand turned into a magic trick and showed his superb tea art to his wife.
Chapter completed!