Chapter 95 Unifying the Disaster Prison
evening.

When Zheng Jingjing came back, she found her father sitting on the sofa, in a daze.

"dad."

She yelled, but the other party didn't hear it.

"Dad?" she called again as she approached.

Only then did Zheng Rong come back to his senses, but his expression was a little dazed.

"came back?"

"Dad, what's the matter with you?"

"No, just a little tired."

"Tired?"

Zheng Jingjing looked at her father and always felt that something was wrong.

When did it start?

Yesterday or today?

It should have started yesterday, and suddenly asked about Cousin Xia Yu, and asked Cousin Xia Yu today.

Said to buy a knife.

What happened to this knife, she didn't know, but it was definitely not simple.

After hesitating for a while, she said, "Dad, have you bought the knife yet?"

Hearing this, Zheng Rong smiled and said, "I got it."

"Then what's the matter?" Zheng Jingjing wondered.

"This knife is very expensive." Zheng Rong was quite helpless.

The price has not yet been calculated, but I am no longer safe.

Although the other party will do their best, it is unknown how it will be.

But he always remembered the camouflage boots.

And of course, reading a book in the moonlight tonight.

"Can't our family afford it?" Zheng Jingjing didn't believe it.

Although she didn't know this, she knew that the family was rich.

"Affordable." Zheng Rong calmed down and said:
"Your mother should have picked up my brother, and I'm ready to have dinner."

"Okay." Zheng Jing nodded.

After dinner.

Zheng Rong came to the study and sat down, and he put the books on the table.

The scenery here looks good, but the moonlight is not here.

To go to the balcony.

It's past nine o'clock in the evening.

He came to the balcony.

The family members were still watching TV, and he sat on the balcony watching the moonlight.

There are some flowers and plants here, with a delicate fragrance.

Then he opened the book in his hand and began to flip through it.

He couldn't understand the words inside, so he could only keep flipping through it, after a while.

Around the middle, he saw a card.

"How is this going?"

He can be sure that he has flipped through this book before, and there is nothing in it.

Not only that, I just saw it in the room.

Because wondering if there is a difference with Moonlight.

Either way, absolutely no cards.

And now this card appeared out of thin air.

The more this happened, the more worried he became.

Because the books are great, it means that the things looking for books are more terrifying.

Taking out the card, Zheng Rong found a figure on it.

A figure of a monk sitting cross-legged, exuding a faint golden light.

"This is?"

He looked at the figure with a familiar feeling, but he was not sure.

After hesitating for a long time, he sent a photo to Xu Jian.

Hope to get an answer.

"Visualize the figure, ascetic monk." The opposite party replied the message as quickly as possible.

Looking at the first four words, Zheng Rong froze in place.

For a moment, his eye sockets were a little moist, and it turned out that he got this feeling again.

As a young man, he had dreamed of an opportunity.

After failing, he tried his best to get it.

Later, the years smoothed out the unwillingness in his heart, and he got married and had children.

Now, because of a knife, he got the chance.

"No wonder you can only buy this knife if you have a destiny."

How can such an opportunity be said to exist.

Without the awareness of thought, why bother to get this thing.

Sighing, he said to himself:

"This knife is too expensive, no wonder he wants to give me credit."

Soon his cell phone rang again: "Don't worry, I will find you tomorrow and help you."

Just a few words caused Zheng Rong's heart to stir up a huge wave.

But he was a little worried, if the books were taken by him, would it have any impact.

Isn't that a betrayal of the trust of your friends?
Soon, he didn't want to.

Maybe it's greed.

He didn't want to give up.

However, the book will be delivered to the entrusted person truthfully.

Endless Gobi.

Xu Youyan was sitting in a simple room, and the sandstorm outside almost covered it, but a temporary stone path was built in front of his door, which could connect to the underground shelter.

Such transportation resources are also much more convenient.

Although sand infiltrates the channel from time to time, there are people who keep cleaning it, so there is no problem.

On this day, Xu Youyan asked Guanshi Yang to bring Wei Feng.

When he saw the water, Wei Feng realized how special this master is.

He had never encountered such pure water here for a long time.

But now, such water is actually given to the prisoners to drink.

Just to give them a chance to die.

"Master, someone brought it here." Steward Yang said respectfully.

Wei Feng also learned to salute: "I have seen the master."

Xu Youyan looked at him and said with a smile, "Are you used to living?"

"Get used to it." Wei Feng bowed his head and said hastily.

"How do you feel about my place?"

"Xanadu, the master is even more ambitious, and the sects that I have seen can't compare with the master."

"If I let you die, will you go?"

"go."

Wei Feng nodded without hesitation.

Xu Youyan shook his head and sighed, "It seems that you think you are very smart."

Hearing this, Wei Feng shuddered.

Quickly knelt on the ground: "Little panic."

Xu Youyan looked at the other party, knowing that he was not really panicked.

As a teacher of psychology, the other party is very good at finding a way to keep himself alive.

Especially when communicating.

This person is not easy to use.

But now he has to use it.

"I remember that Xin Xueshi has an ability to be immune to mental influence to a certain extent. This ability can also be condensed and exerted on others, right?" Xu Youyan asked.

"Yes, the ability is called Anshen." Wei Feng nodded.

"How much can you withdraw in a day?" Xu Youyan asked.

"With enough aura, three ways can be extracted." Wei Feng replied.

"Steward Yang, when will the ring be ready?" Xu Youyan set his gaze on Steward Yang.

"About five days." Steward Yang replied.

Xu Youyan was silent for a moment, then said: "Three days, I want you to repair the ring within three days.

In addition, Wei Feng was brought over, and three peaces of mind were hit in the ring every day.

Within three days, you will receive supplies of the highest standard.

So I don't expect any problems. "

"Yes." Steward Yang nodded quickly.

What the master said is not a joke.

If it takes three days, it means it is very important.

Never take it lightly.

Wei Feng also nodded in agreement.

He didn't know what was going on, but he did as he was told.

"How long have you been here?" Xu Youyan asked Wei Feng.

"Maybe a year or two, I can't remember exactly." Wei Feng said.

"Has anyone left here?"

"Some people have gone far away, but no one has left the disaster prison."

"What if you want to leave?"

"I heard that I heard from someone that the disaster prison cannot be left. Even if there is hope, it must be unified after the disaster prison is unified, but this kind of thing is impossible."

Xu Youyan leaned back and looked at the ceiling.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Unify the disaster prison domain?

It does seem impossible, but roads are made by people, and if there is no road, be the first to go out.

Because he has no choice.

Others can stay here, he has to go out.

(End of this chapter)

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