Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Chen Ze wants to use this storage bag of his own to accommodate this "god", maybe in the future he can really breed a spirit or something.

It's just that the twisted melon is not sweet, and the two cannot blend together.

However, according to the reminder brought by the newly loaded skill fragment, Chen Zeben had a vague idea of ​​how to deal with it.

He immediately stuffed the storage bag into his mouth and swallowed it.

Along with it, there is naturally that weak "god" that is swallowed into the stomach.

After a while, Chen Ze closed his eyes and turned on the alchemy, igniting the alchemy fire.

Alchemy originally used itself as a melting pot, and now Chen Ze took the opportunity to refine some other utensils, of course it couldn't be easier.

The attribute panel was running at full capacity, and the information brought by the skill fragment was specious, but it was used to the extreme by Chen Ze.

When Zhang Houde, who was always watching curiously, finally lost interest and played with the wooden spinning top he had just found, Chen Ze had already finished smelting it.

"call--"

Chen Ze opened his mouth to spit out, and then spit out the storage bag again as if exhaling.

Under the wrapping of Yuan Qi, the storage bag is brand new, not only is it not corroded, but its luster is highlighted, and the appearance is much better.

Chen Ze turned the storage bag lightly, and saw a small sword-shaped imprint somewhere on the bag body, which looked exactly like the long sword body before.

In the spiritual survey, the storage bag is obviously different from the past.

If I have to say, in fact, the storage function of the bag itself has not changed compared with the past.

Just because you can't see the results now, doesn't mean it will always be the case in the future.

At least this storage bag made by Chen Ze himself has some "spirituality".

Gululu——

Zhang Houde next to him was already spinning the top in the open space, as if he had completely forgotten his previous fears, and was having a great time playing.

Chen Ze looked along, but saw that if the open space beside the well was connected with the larger area around it, the number of snake carcasses would be more and more outward.

In other words, the countless snake carcasses seemed to be desperately fleeing from the well.

Chen Ze was silent for a while, and carefully inspected many snake remains.

There is nothing special about the snake skeleton itself, it is completely the remains of ordinary creatures.

It's just that although the population of white-headed vipers is large, they are generally rare due to their habits and habitat range.

white-headed viper
Chen Ze made a rough estimate, if you count the piece of Shaqima in the well, there must be tens of thousands.

Are so many snakes gathered artificially?
And it's still in Jiangsu Province, where white-headed vipers have never been heard of.
Chen Ze felt more and more strange about this matter.

However, judging from the results, so many snakes failed to break through the seal and take away the long sword.

When mentioning the long sword, Chen Ze turned his gaze back to the pile of dregs in front of him.

The already tattered long sword had collapsed and rotted into a pile of debris, but Chen Ze's eyes lit up, he rummaged through it, and took out a relatively intact part.

hilt.

Appears to be wood.
Chen Ze looked at it again at this time, but saw that there was writing on the part where the hilt was connected to the blade.

Now that the blade is broken, the handwriting is naturally revealed.

"yellow".

Chen Ze carefully identified that there was such a small character on the hilt of the sword, which was in ancient style, so it was slightly different from the current simplified characters.

Other than that, there seemed to be no other abnormalities.

yellow.
At least Chen Ze couldn't see where this sword had anything to do with Huang.

Well, let's put it away first.
Chen Ze took out the plastic packing bag prepared in advance from the storage bag, stored the residue and the sword handle separately, and put them back.

Turning around in place a few times, Chen Ze was convinced that there was no other value here.

As for the wooden board that he smashed down the well, it was nothing special.

The power to maintain the seal comes from this "god" on the long sword.

And that venomous snake, Shaqima Chen Ze, wasn't very interested either.

swoosh~
So he released Yuan Qi, and rolled up all the ruins that belonged to the old house that he had demolished.

Ping Pong Pong --

Together with the fragments from the original wellhead, Chen Ze stuffed everything into the well, filling it up to the brim.

It can be regarded as completely sealing up the well.

Pop, pop!
Zhang Houde broke off a small cane from somewhere and beat the wooden spinning top, his dancing was a bit funny.

"Let's go." Chen Ze greeted and was about to take him away.

"Let's go?" Zhang Houde scratched his nose and was a little stunned.

"Where are you going?"

"My home is gone."

"If you lose your home, find another one." Chen Ze disagreed,
"Where there are people is home, let's go."

Zhang Houde was stupefied, but seeing Chen Ze walking farther and farther, he quickly grabbed the wooden top, put it in his arms, and followed.

Jingle jingle jingle jingle—

Before leading Zhang Houde far, the phone in Chen Ze's pocket rang.

He picked it up and saw that the caller was a bit unexpected.

But before Chen Ze picked it up, the ringing stopped abruptly.

The signal is broken.

It's really troublesome. Chen Ze muttered and made gestures with his mobile phone, and decided to go back to the neighborhood where Ma Fucheng was before.

It's closer to the base station.

So they turned around, and the two quickly arrived at the entrance of the village.

At this early morning, there were already many people coming and going carrying farm tools or driving farm machines, looking curiously at Chen Ze and Zhang Houde behind him.

Zhang Houde felt a little stage fright in the face of so many people's eyes, and instinctively hid behind Chen Ze.

"Hello?" Chen Ze had already called back.

"Xiao Chen, it's me, remember me?" The voice on the other end of the phone was already a bit unfamiliar.

"Of course I remember, what's the matter, old Liu." Chen Ze's tone was familiar.

Yes, it was Director Liu from the documentary crew who made the call.

At the beginning, it was director Liu who led the film crew to visit Wuqinxi, Baduanjin and other exercises with Chen Ze, and then got to know Guo Zhongzheng, Zuo Yunfen and others.

Later, Director Liu left Shenzhen to visit other cities, but the two never got in touch.

"Hey! You forgot, you asked me to find someone to notify you by the way."

"Notification?" Chen Ze remembered a little,
"Oh oh oh, it seems like I said it. Did you find someone?"

"It's easy for me to find!" Director Liu's tone was quite emotional,
"The Genuine Yi Jin Jing! It is absolutely beyond your imagination, you must come and see it! You will regret it if you don't come here."

"Really or not." Chen Ze was perfunctory,
"You're not bragging?"

In fact, Chen Ze was already thinking about how to refuse.

Times have changed. At the beginning, Chen Ze had just started to explore, and he had a strong interest in and demand for various health-preserving exercises.

But now that he has even formed the golden core, he naturally looks down on these exercises that have been passed down in the secular world.

Even if Yi Jin Jing is much better than Wu Qin Xi Ba Duan Jin or something, Chen Ze guessed it would be the same.

"Why did I lie to you!" Director Liu was a little anxious,

"I just wanted to invite you to take a look when I was a little uncertain! Let me tell you."

"Um, uh-huh."

Here Chen Ze was talking intermittently, but on the other side there was a lot of movement approaching rapidly.

Boom boom boom boom boom.
A bright red painted rotary cultivator is driving on the small road at the head of the village with the huge rotary blade on the front of the car.

The car body was splashed with yellow mud spots. Due to lack of maintenance, the speed bumped up and down, but it couldn't shake the red eyes of Ma Fucheng in the driver's seat.

His home is gone.

Along with the accumulation over the years, and even a few pieces of literature that he secretly hid to be used as a coffin book, they turned into broken pieces all over the floor.

After a short period of confusion and unacceptable, the fierce flames of anger completely swallowed Ma Fucheng. He doesn't want to care about anything now, and only Chen Ze who is in front of him who is turning his back on the phone is in his mind.

Aren't you amazing. I'll fucking kill you!

The blood in Ma Fucheng's eyes was almost protruding, almost converging into a stream, surrounding Chen Ze's reflection in his pupils.

to die! ! !

Ma Fucheng slammed the joystick and pulled it to the end, the front teeth of the car shook slightly, like a roaring monster rumbling towards him.

The loud noise frightened Zhang Houde enough, he ran for two steps but stopped suddenly, turned around and grabbed the sleeve of Chen Ze, who was addicted to the phone, and pulled it desperately.

"Don't make trouble." Chen Ze waved his hand lightly, and then explained to the receiver,

"Oh, it's okay, I just talked to someone else, you go on."

Zhang Houde became more and more anxious, so anxious that he couldn't speak, but he couldn't move Chen Ze, as if he was pulling a mountain.

Rumble rumble rumble——

The agricultural machinery had already reached the front, and the huge shadow completely covered the two of them.

It was only at this moment that Chen Ze seemed to finally realize that the phone was still glued to his ear and he was about to turn his head slowly.

That's too late!

Ma Fucheng, who was in the driver's seat, had a flash of joy in his eyes, and the sharp spiral teeth trembled suddenly, and smashed down on Chen Ze's head!

It's just that the result deviated from what he expected by a billion points.

when!
Before the person turns, the palm arrives first.

It is still Chen Ze's favorite big pussy.

Looking at the astonishingly powerful gear-rotating machine, it was like paper paste, and half of the front of the car was directly slapped with a slap.

As a result, the forward momentum of the car body suddenly stagnated, but the rear half of the car body and the driver's seat continued to move forward under the effect of inertia.

Hum~~ bang!

The seemingly fragile fleshy palm touched the steel object, and the latter's iron skin immediately showed a surprising depression.

Crackling, bang bang bang bang——

Parts are flying all over the sky, like a goddess scattering flowers.

Chen Ze casually added two slaps to help this farm machine, which had worked hard for many years, die early.

Snapped.

Ma Fucheng, who fell from the driver's seat in the air, faced Chen Ze, and fell to the ground with his buttocks, and his head and face were covered by the rain of parts.

He stared at Chen Ze in a daze, as if he had lost his sense of pain and even other senses in an instant, sitting there like a tree.

A tree that silently bears the wind and rain.

【Experience value +500】.
"Oh, it's all right." Chen Ze continued to explain to Director Liu on the other end of the phone,
"The signal is not good, it was cut off just now, I'm in the mountains."

"You go on, you go on talking."

Chen Ze didn't have any unnecessary movements or expressions, as naturally as if he had just slapped a mosquito to death.

The strange thing is that in the face of this shocking scene, there are obviously many people passing by, but no one casts their eyes here.

Many people even stay away from here spontaneously, even if they don't realize it at all.

"Temple! Is it still good to have a child?"

"Old Liu, why are you talking like a god, are you reliable?".
Chen Ze was talking on the phone leisurely, and Zhang Houde next to him couldn't remember more than three seconds, and he had already taken out the wooden top and began to whip and spin it.

Gululu——

Staring at the spinning and accelerating wooden top on the ground, Ma Fucheng wondered if he had a mental problem.

After a while, Chen Ze, who finished dealing with Director Liu, finally hung up the phone and came to Ma Fucheng.

The latter looked abnormal, and was just staring at Zhang Houde playing the top in a daze.

"Good and evil will be rewarded." Chen Ze stared at him as if talking to himself,

"Let's go! Ma Fucheng."

Snapped!
Zhang Houde yanked the cane on the wooden spinning top, and in Ma Fucheng's eyes, the wooden spinning top turned faster and bigger, until it completely crushed himself.

Gululu, Gulululu——

"Hey, hey, hey, hey."

On the same day, Ma Fucheng, a wanted criminal who had been on the run for many years and had changed his name, finally regained his identity and returned to his real name.

Of course, also caught.

After going through many procedures back and forth, Chen Ze finally restored Zhang Houde's identity completely.

In addition, he took Zhang Houde to a mental hospital for a detailed examination.

Of course, Chen Ze had also checked Zhang Houde himself, but the latter had no abnormality in Yuanshen.

In other words, Zhang Houde is an ordinary mental patient, most of whom have no supernatural power involved.

There is a clear difference from Wang Weide's situation.

The hospital's examination results were also relatively optimistic. Zhang Houde's mental symptoms were not serious, but his condition was aggravated by being excluded and beaten for a long time.

Once out of that environment, Zhang Houde's mental state immediately improved rapidly.

About a month later.

Gan Province, Chang City, a certain prison.

Boom, Boom, Boom.
The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and Chen Ze, who was sitting on a row of dark blue painted chairs, turned his head to follow the sound, and met Zhang Houde who was walking towards him.

"The application is complete." Zhang Houde sat down beside Chen Ze, and handed over a receipt.

He looks very different now than before.

Not only had his hair cut and his beard trimmed, but his clothes were also neat and clean. He was completely different from the male beggar back then.

If the villagers who knew him at the beginning came to see him again, they might not be able to recognize him.

"Why so long?" Chen Ze asked, frowning as he stared at the receipt.

Relying on Zhang Houde's status as a direct relative, Chen Ze was able to travel unimpeded all the way, and knew the specific place where Ji Lianyuan was detained.

However, judging from the receipt, Zhang Houde's application for a prison visit took more than a month to be approved.

"I don't know either." Zhang Houde replied seriously,

"They said that my dad had never been visited by anyone before, so the first procedure would be more troublesome, and he needed to do ideological work in advance."

Not only his appearance, Zhang Houde's speech and behavior are almost the same as normal people.

For now, as long as he takes the medicine regularly, he can live like a normal person.

"Oh." Chen Ze sighed and said helplessly,

"Okay, then wait."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ze handed back the receipt, Zhang Houde took the receipt and hesitated for a long time before hesitantly asked,
"What happened to that person?"

"Ma Fucheng?" Chen Ze squinted at Zhang Houde.

The latter nodded.

"I heard that he has been prosecuted, and he will probably go to jail." Chen Ze replied indifferently.

Ma Fucheng, although he stole his identity, often beat and insulted Zhang Houde.

But objectively speaking, he did give Ma Fucheng a bite to eat and let him grow up.

As for Ma Fucheng's conscience, out of guilt, or to leave a way out for himself in case of being settled by Qiuhou, only he knows. (end of this chapter)