As Yang Ming finished speaking, all around fell silent.
Lu Ziming and the others looked at them with expressions that said, "Are you kidding me?", as if they were listening to a fairy tale.
At this moment, Xiao Chuxia reminded him: "You may not believe it, but think about it carefully. Why did Brother Xiu know the rules of the burial ground so well on his first visit?"
Why is he able to command the entire headquarters just because he is a third-tier spirit master?
Why was he able to summon the Taotie army?
Upon hearing these three questions, everyone's expression changed drastically.
Could it all be true?
They recalled Fang Xiu's various behaviors at the burial site, which were indeed very strange and incredible, and simply inexplicable.
But if you attribute it to predicting the future, then everything makes sense.
Suddenly, Lu Ziming's gaze toward Fang Xiu became even more horrified.
Yes, if Fang Xiu didn't have such abilities, he would never have known the rules of the burial ground in advance, nor would he have become the captain, much less summon the Taotie army.
The facts are right in front of us, and no matter how far-fetched they may seem, we have no choice but to accept them.
"Captain Fang, if you really can foresee the future, then it wouldn't be unreasonable for us to entrust all the money we earn to you for safekeeping. However, we still hope to witness the wonder of foreseeing the future with our own eyes," Lu Ziming said tactfully.
Bang!
Lu Ziming screamed and was kicked away.
For a moment, everyone fell silent.
"It seems you've misunderstood me." Fang Xiu calmly surveyed the crowd, taking in their ulterior motives.
"I'm not consulting with you, I'm informing you."
The calm yet undeniable words resonated like thunder in everyone's hearts.
Everyone's eyes flickered, and no one dared to meet Fang Xiu's gaze.
"What do you all think has enabled you to survive? Strength?"
With just a single command, my Taotie army can crush you all as easily as crushing an ant.
Remember, your only value in life is to make money for me.
A third-tier cultivator behaving like a bunch of fourth and fifth-tier cultivators as if they were grandsons is a sight that would be quite shocking even in the outside world.
"Now, all of you, get out."
Under Fang Xiu's watchful gaze, the group of workers, succumbing to his tyranny, finally obediently went out to earn money.
Yang Ming, taking advantage of the situation, bossed people around: "Hurry up, hurry up! Everyone, perk up! Don't come back if you don't earn at least 100,000 ghost coins today!"
“And you guys, go out and make money too,” Fang Xiu suddenly said, turning around.
Yang Ming's face immediately fell: "No way, Brother Xiu, you're exploiting your own people too?"
"If you want to quit smoking at the burial site, you can choose not to go."
Yang Ming chuckled awkwardly, "Just kidding, I'm going, I'm going."
In the end, everyone at headquarters went out to work elsewhere.
Fang Xiu, holding a huge sum of over 20 million, returned to the pawnshop.
He wondered if, since pawnshops could buy a way to leave the burial site, could they also buy information about Zhou Qingfeng?
In the pawnshop.
Fang Xiu slammed all the ghost money onto the counter and asked the rotting corpse a question.
Is Zhou Qingfeng dead or alive?
Suddenly, the amount of ghost money on the counter decreased by about ten million.
The corpse then pulled a note out of the drawer.
He took the note and saw a large character written on it: "Alive".
Fang Xiu's eyes flickered slightly.
So he's still alive?
This week, Qingfeng actually survived the clutches of the Ghost God.
So what kind of strength does he actually possess?
Judging from the letters he left behind, he should have died at the hands of the evil god, but may have come back to life for some reason.
"Where is Zhou Qingfeng?" Fang Xiu asked again.
This time, all the ghost money on the counter disappeared.
Half of his own spirituality was also extracted.
Corrosion handed out another note.
There are two words written on it.
Upon seeing these two words, Fang Xiu frowned instantly.
These two words mean... burial ground!
Zhou Qingfeng was actually at the burial site!?
Could it be hidden in the Zhou residence?
Fang Xiu's thoughts were racing. He wanted to ask again, but he had no money left.
We had no choice but to restart.
......
......
Why was I able to rewind time after death?
The corpse made no move and did not accept the ghost money.
Fang Xiu frowned slightly. Was it because he didn't know, or because he didn't have enough ghost money?
The former is the most likely. He was able to survive the clutches of the Ghost God even with his death rewind ability, which shows that death rewind has touched upon the deepest secrets of this world.
Given this secrecy, it's clear that the pawnshop is far from being a suitable establishment. Being able to learn about Zhou Qingfeng from it is already a pleasant surprise.
"Don't let them know you can see this. Who wrote this sentence?"
The rotting corpse remained motionless.
But Fang Xiu ruled out one answer from this silent response.
Never let them know that you can see this, and that it wasn't written by Zhou Qingfeng!
The pawnshop can provide information about Zhou Qingfeng, but not about the blood-letter information. Clearly, the blood-letter's level is higher than Zhou Qingfeng's.
Therefore, it can be inferred that the blood-written words were not written by Zhou Qingfeng.
Fang Xiu had been vaguely suspecting that his death rollback and the blood-written words were probably related to Zhou Qingfeng.
But now it seems very likely that it has nothing to do with each other.
Zhou Qingfeng's level is not that high yet.
However, Fang Xiu felt it couldn't be that simple. Even if Zhou Qingfeng didn't do it, he was at least someone who knew about it.
After all, even now, Fang Xiu still cannot be sure whether the trial at Qingshan Mental Hospital and the Primal Mask were meant for him or Yang Ming.
Everything seemed to be for Yang Ming, but in the end, it seemed that he had embarked on the perfect path in Zhou Qingfeng's mind.
A path to perfect, bizarre transformation!
Of course, this may involve a power struggle between destiny and Zhou Qingfeng, but that remains to be seen.
Ultimately, it was due to insufficient strength and a lack of information.
After a moment's thought, Fang Xiu softly called out, "Wife."
Whoosh!
A beautiful and charming figure appeared out of nowhere beside me.
"I want to know her background."
The corpse remained motionless, as if it had been dead for many years.
Fang Xiu seemed to be deep in thought.
It seems that his wife's status is even higher than Zhou Qingfeng's.
This was to be expected. He had never forgotten that when he first summoned his wife, a terrifying gaze, seemingly existing in an endless dimension, was cast from the void, a gaze that almost froze time and space.
He had faced the myriad of strange gods in the heavens, but none of them had ever been able to cause fluctuations in space and time with just a glance.
My wife is unfathomable!
He even suspected that his wife at home was not his true self at all, but perhaps just an avatar. Otherwise, there would be no reason for her gaze to be so powerful, yet the strength she displayed was extremely weak.
It hurts people simply because of its unique characteristics.
Unexpectedly, in the end, Zhou Qingfeng, who seemed to be the mastermind behind everything, was actually the lowest-ranking.
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