After a year of living as a mortal, Wang Fan almost forgot what it felt like to be scanned by someone with mental power, so he didn't react for a moment.
Wang Fan didn't need to think too much at all, and he knew that it must be the old man at the eighth level who was using his mental power to sweep him away.
Although he felt a little nervous, there was nothing he could do at this time.
In this place, strength means everything. He has no strength now. If he is discovered, he will only be at the mercy of others.
"You, raise your head." Just when Wang Fan was feeling anxious, a soldier finally came to Wang Fan.
Although Wang Fan was reluctant to pay attention to this guy, he still raised his head.
Seeing Wang Fan raise his head, the soldier was stunned for a moment, "Are you Yuan Xiaoguang? Why did your face look like this?"
When Wang Fan heard the name Yuan Xiaoguang, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Yuan Xiaoguang was Xiaolan's brother.
He didn't expect that the soldier had already taken the initiative to arrange it for him before he even asked for this identity.
Wang Fan was overjoyed and said tremblingly, "I was chased by pirates and fell into the sea. I woke up like this."
He said this very naturally, because he also said the same thing to Xiaolan's family.
The spiritual power that had always been on him moved elsewhere immediately after he finished speaking these words, apparently not noticing anything wrong at all.
Wang Fan also sighed secretly. Since the old man no longer had any suspicion, it would be much easier for this little guy to deceive him.
When the soldier heard Wang Fan's answer, he frowned and wanted to ask something else. But at this moment, his expression couldn't help but change, and then he quickly nodded in the direction of the old man and walked towards
Next person.
Apparently, he received a message from the old man, telling him not to waste time on Wang Fan.
When Wang Fan saw the soldier leaving, he immediately relaxed completely.
his
Cold sweat broke out all over my back.
The crisis has finally passed.
He was also secretly glad. It seemed that although the eighth-level old man was sent here to inspect, he was obviously unwilling to do so, and he was a little perfunctory.
Otherwise, according to the style of these people, even if they had the slightest suspicion about Wang Fan, they would have been arrested directly.
After about half an hour, the soldiers found nothing and quickly mounted their horses and left the town.
The soldiers left, and the residents of the town finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In front of these soldiers, they were under too much pressure.
Although some of them also speculated that Wang Fan, who had only been in the town for a year and was disfigured, might not be Xiaolan's brother Yuan Xiaoguang at all, but in the situation just now, no one dared to say anything.
What's more, even if Wang Fan is not Yuan Xiaoguang, in their eyes, he cannot be a person wanted by the eight major sects.
Where are the eight major sects? To them, they are as supreme as gods.
How could Wang Fan be wanted by the eight major sects when he is so ugly and useless and has no temper?
After the soldiers left, Wang Fan and Xiaolan took the wild boar materials to Lao Zheng's shop in the east of the village and sold some silver coins, and then returned to the small courtyard.
Grandpa Xiaolan was very happy when he saw that the two of them had a good harvest. He laughed and prepared a table of sumptuous meals.
After Wang Fan had dinner with them, he returned to the house to rest.
In this regard, Xiaolan's grandfather and grandson didn't say much.
They all knew that hunting a wild boar was not easy, and they knew that Wang Fan was tired.
Wang Fan was lying on the bed, resting while
I have already planned to go to the mountains again at night to see what is it that contains the fluctuations of spiritual energy.
In a place like this, it is really difficult to recover strength. If he cannot find something containing spiritual energy, he will not be able to recover at all.
This opportunity was so rare that he couldn't miss it.
Even if he knew it would be dangerous to go into the mountains alone at night, he had to go.
Time passed, and soon it was late at night. After Wang Fan felt that both Xiao Lan and his grandson were fast asleep, he quietly took the hunting tools and left the small courtyard and rushed to the mountains.
The night in the town was very quiet and dark, and the residents had already gone to bed. The streets were empty, with no one around.
This was also more convenient for Wang Fan. He speeded up without any scruples and ran towards the deep mountains.
Soon, Wang Fan entered the deep mountains. The breeze blew, giving him a chilly feeling.
Deep inside the mountains, you can occasionally hear a few beast roars, which are very clear and creepy in the quiet night.
Wang Fan frowned, but was not afraid at all and continued to move deeper into the area cautiously.
He seemed very vigilant along the way, and even his breathing had completely stopped, trying not to make any sound.
Once he hears any disturbance, he will immediately change direction and try not to encounter those wild beasts.
He came here to find the source of spiritual energy, not to hunt wild beasts. He had no intention of wasting time with stupid things that had no IQ.
In the deep mountains at night, wild beasts appear more frequently, and Wang Fan also made countless detours.
It was originally a journey of more than an hour, but it took him two hours to arrive.
Fortunately, he didn't collide head-on with any wild beast, so he could barely accept it.
Wang Fan stood where he had felt the fluctuations of spiritual energy before, feeling a faint
A wave of spiritual energy came from him, which immediately made him tremble again.
He took a deep breath, and then slowly ran towards the direction from which the spiritual energy came.
The breeze blew through the leaves, making a "swish" sound. As the depth went deeper, the roars of the beasts became more intensive. Coupled with the pitch-black night and the thick black bushes, it gave people a heavy and depressing feeling.
Wang Fan's steps were also slower and more cautious.
There were too many wild beasts around here, and he had to be careful. He didn't want to become the beast's food.
After more than half an hour passed, Wang Fan finally felt the spiritual energy fluctuations in front of him.
This place turned out to be a bare canyon, with no vegetation growing in the canyon.
However, above the canyon, it has been blocked by the leaves of the surrounding towering trees. If you look at it from above, you can't even see it.
Wang Fan looked at the bare canyon, moved his eyes upward, and quickly locked onto one of the locations.
It was a rock wall in the canyon, halfway in the middle, about ten meters high from the ground.
There, there was actually a pattern, which seemed to have been carved out by someone using a weapon.
It's just that Wang Fan couldn't tell what kind of weapon was used to depict it.
And the spiritual energy fluctuations he felt came from this pattern.
Wang Fan looked at the pattern in the middle of the rock wall in shock, unable to speak to himself for a long time.
He really didn't understand why this pattern, which was obviously carved by a weapon, emitted fluctuations of spiritual energy.
After thinking about it for a long time, there was no answer, so Wang Fan stopped thinking about it and decided to go up and have a look.
But before he had time to look, suddenly, accompanied by a harsh roar, a huge black shadow rushed towards him from behind.
This chapter has been completed!