"While the two were fighting against the darts flying out from the depths of the tomb passage, a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling came from the depths of the tomb passage from time to time. The sound sounded very terrifying and sent chills down the spine. I don't believe in ghosts and gods.
I believed it at that time!" The dark-faced man continued seriously, "In the end, the two of them were injured and escaped from the cave in despair."
Zhang Fan glanced at the dark-faced man with a thoughtful look on his face. It seemed that the dark-faced man had seen almost everything that happened between the two of them in the tomb passage.
Zhang Fan has been to the tomb passage. If you want to see the bridge, you must be within 15 meters of the bridge. What puzzles Zhang Fan is that both the fat man and the thin man have Qi, and,
Both of them were at a relatively high level. The distance between the dark-faced man and them was within 15 meters. They must have been able to sense the dark-faced man's presence. Why didn't they find the dark-faced man?
While Zhang Fan was thinking, Zhang Fan looked up and down at the dark-faced man. He didn't see anything strange about the dark-faced man.
The dark-faced man looked at Zhang Fan sizing him up. He also subconsciously sized up himself, then looked at Zhang Fan with some confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I'll take you to dinner and let's chat while we eat." Zhang Fan patted the dark-faced man on the shoulder and said.
"Okay, let's talk while we eat." The dark-faced man responded. He was cold and hungry now, so he just wanted something warm.
Soon, Zhang Fan arrived at the home of the man with stubble on his face. When he saw Zhang Fan entering the door, the man with stubble on his face was startled for a moment. Then, he looked at Zhang Fan and said enthusiastically: "It turns out that Mr. Zhang is here.
Ah, please come in quickly...please come in..."
Zhang Fan looked at the stubble-faced man and nodded with a smile. Under the leadership of the stubble-faced man, he came to the main room of the stubble-faced man's house.
In the middle of the room, there was an iron stove with a strong fire, and the smell of meat still lingered in the room.
The dark-faced man couldn't help but inhale the smell in the room twice, and then he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"What's for dinner?" Zhang Fan asked, looking at the stubbled man.
"Stewed meat, and pig blood stewed with sauerkraut." The man with a stubble on his face replied.
"Is there any leftover pig blood stewed with sauerkraut?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
"There's some left, and some stew. Have you not eaten? I'll bring it to you right away." With that said, the stubble-faced man walked towards the corridor room.
"Just go and get the pig's blood stewed with sauerkraut, and then get some noodles and give him a big bowl." Zhang Fan pointed at the dark-faced man and said, "I've already had dinner at the village chief's house.
He ate a lot of ribs and he hasn’t eaten yet.”
Naturally, Zhang Fan wanted to leave the stewed meat from the stubble-faced man’s house to the stubble-faced man’s family. After all, it was not easy for them to eat meat once.
"Okay, then I'm going to get pig blood to stew sauerkraut and noodles, and give this brother a bowl." The man with a stubble on his face said with a smile.
The stew here is only served to distinguished guests like Zhang Fan. He has never met this dark-faced man, so naturally he will not serve the stew to this stranger.
people ate it.
After saying that, the stubble-faced man went to the corridor room, and then started tinkering in the corridor room.
Zhang Fan and the man with an outstanding face sat by the fire. He looked at the man with a dark face and said, "Don't mind, it's not easy for them to eat meat."
"It's okay... I don't mind... I'll be happy if I have a bowl of noodles to eat." The dark-faced man smiled and waved his hand.
"By the way, what do the darts that flew out from the depths of the tomb you just mentioned look like?" Zhang Fan asked.
"It looks like a plate from a distance, but it looks like a huge shell when you look up close." The dark-faced man replied.
"Plate? Huge shell?" Zhang Fan touched his chin and muttered to himself.
Suddenly, Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he put his hand into the cloth bag and took out the palm-sized thing that looked like scales that Village Chief Yao gave him.
"Is it something like this?" Zhang Fan placed the thing in front of the dark-faced man and asked.
Seeing the things on the table, a look of surprise appeared on the face of the dark-faced man, "You...how do you have this thing?"
"Why do I have this thing? Just leave it alone." Zhang Fan looked at the dark-faced man and said, after saying that, he put the thing back into his bag.
At this moment, the stubble-faced man entered the room carrying a bowl of pig blood stewed sauerkraut and a pound of noodles. He walked to the burning stove and began to serve the noodles to the dark-faced man.
The dark-faced man looked at Zhang Fan, scratching his head with a thoughtful look on his face.
In about 10 minutes, the man with the stubble cooked a large bowl of noodles for the man with the dark face, and the man with the dark face ate it happily.
"Brother, go and see your wife and children in that room. We have something to discuss here." Zhang Fan looked at the stubbled man and said directly.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang." After saying that, the stubble-faced man left the room.
Soon, the big bowl of noodles was eaten by the dark-faced man, and finally he even drank the soup.
The dark-faced man burped comfortably. After taking a few breaths, he looked at Zhang Fan and said seriously: "Brother, you're not here to make money, are you?"
Although the dark-faced man talked a lot, he was not stupid. At first, after he told Zhang Fan what he saw in the tomb passage, Zhang Fan didn't have much reaction. In fact, he didn't pay much attention at that time.
Because Zhang Fan was just a listener, he did not see the horrific scene at that time, so it is normal for him to have a smaller reaction.
However, after arriving at the stubble-faced man's house, Zhang Fan continued to ask him about the tomb passage, and also took out the thing that seriously injured the fat man and the thin man. The man with the dark face was naturally interested.
Zhang Fan became suspicious.
"That's right, I really didn't come here to make money." Zhang Fan replied with a smile. Since Zhang Fan had already taken out what Village Chief Yao gave him, he decided to have a showdown with the dark-faced man, which would be more conducive to his actions.
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First of all, he will change from being wary of three people to being wary of two people. In addition, at some point, this dark-faced man is likely to help him. In dealing with some things, the power of two people will always be needed.
He was bigger than a person, and one more thing was that Zhang Fan wanted to save this dark-faced man and didn't want him to leave his life here in vain.