Seeing this situation, a sense of crisis suddenly surged into Zhang Fan's heart. Judging from their faces, their lives were in danger.
Zhang Fan can't see his own face, but the three of them belong to the same team, and their lives are in danger for both of them. He is probably in danger now.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's cell phone rang. Zhang Fan picked up the phone and saw that it was Village Chief Yao calling.
Village Chief Yao knew that he was in the tomb at this time. Under normal circumstances, he would not disturb him unless there was something urgent.
"Hello..." Zhang Fan answered the phone and said.
"Mr. Zhang, where are you now?" Village Chief Yao's somewhat anxious voice came from the microphone.
"Didn't I tell you that I entered the tomb with those two people?" Zhang Fan replied.
"Did you enter the tomb with those two people?" Village Chief Yao's voice was full of doubts, "Isn't this...this isn't right?"
"What's wrong?" After hearing what Village Chief Yao said, Zhang Fan was also confused and asked subconsciously.
"That's what happened. The white-faced man is lying on the kang in our house right now." Village Chief Yao replied.
Zhang Fan was shocked when he heard what Village Chief Yao said, "What? Say it again?"
"The white-faced man who threatened us before is now lying on the kang of my house." Village Chief Yao said with certainty.
Zhang Fan digested the information given by Village Chief Yao with dull eyes. At the same time, he said absently: "Okay, I understand."
After a brief pause, Zhang Fan continued: "Village Chief Yao, you are waiting for us at home. We will go there now."
"Okay, Mr. Zhang." Village Chief Yao responded happily,
Afterwards, the two hung up the phone.
I saw the man with the mustache quickly approaching Zhang Fan and confirming with Zhang Fan: "I just heard from Village Chief Yao that my brother is lying on their kang now, right?"
With the mustache-bearded man's true strength, it was not difficult for him to hear the words from Zhang Fan's microphone.
"That's what Village Chief Yao said." Zhang Fan replied.
"Then let's... let's go back quickly." The man with the mustache followed closely.
"Okay." Zhang Fan responded.
Then, without any hesitation, the two of them stepped onto the suspension bridge and walked towards the other side of the suspension bridge. The two of them moved very fast. It took about four or five minutes for the two of them to get out of the tomb. It took another 10
In just a few minutes, the two of them arrived at Chief Yao's house, and they went directly to the main house of Chief Yao's house.
They saw the white-faced man lying on the kang of Yao Village Chief’s house!
Seeing the scene in front of them, the two of them felt nothing but surprise. The next moment, they saw the man with the mustache quickly approaching the white-faced man. He first put his hand under the white-faced man's nose and felt
The white-faced man was still breathing, and a smile appeared on the face of the man with the mustache.
"My brother is still alive, my brother is still alive." The mustached man said excitedly.
"Village Chief Yao, who sent him here?" Zhang Fan looked at Village Chief Yao and pointed at the white-faced man lying on the kang.
Hearing Zhang Fan's question, the man with a mustache also instantly turned his attention to Village Chief Yao. He and Zhang Fan were in the same mood.
have the same doubts.
"I don't know either." Village Chief Yao shook his head slightly.
"Don't know?" The man with the mustache raised his eyebrows and said anxiously, "How could you not know?"
"I just went to a house in our village to resolve a dispute between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Before I left, there was no one on the kang in our house. When I came back, I found that he was already on the kang in our house. I immediately called Mr. Zhang
I called and reported the situation. After hanging up the phone, I have been watching him quietly. I didn't talk to him, and I didn't dare to touch him." Village Chief Yao glanced at the two of them and said.
After hearing Village Chief Yao's words, the mustachioed man and Zhang Fan looked at each other, with doubts appearing on their faces.
The next moment, he saw Zhang Fan take a step closer to the white-faced man, so that the whole face of the white-faced man came into his eyes.
Zhang Fan discovered that the black energy in the Yintang area of the white-faced man had disappeared. Moreover, the white-faced man was in good physical condition at this time, but he had not woken up yet.
Zhang Fan raised his head again and glanced at the man with the mustache. At this time, the black energy in the Yintang position of the man with the mustache had also disappeared.
From this point of view, the danger to both lives has been eliminated.
"cough……"
At this moment, the white-faced man let out a light cough.
Hearing the coughing sound, Zhang Fan and the man with the mustache quickly turned their attention to the white-faced man.
"Brother..." the mustachioed man called softly.
The white-faced man's eyelids twitched slightly, and then the white-faced man slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the mustached man and Zhang Fanzhi in front of him, there was another glint in the white-faced man's eyes.
Confusion flashed.
"Brother, you're awake." The man with a mustache said excitedly.
"Brother, I...what's wrong with me? Where am I?" the white-faced man said weakly.
"You are now lying on the kang in Chief Yao's house." The man with a mustache replied.
"On the kang at Village Chief Yao's house?" the white-faced man repeated with confusion, and then glanced at the surrounding scene, "Isn't I with you in the tomb passage? How did I come to Village Chief Yao's house? What happened?
What?"
While speaking, the white-faced man's face was full of memories.
"You don't remember what happened?" the man with the mustache asked.
"After you finish practicing, we will continue to move deeper into the tomb passage. I was listening to you guys chatting in front of me, and suddenly I felt my eyes go dark, and I didn't know anything anymore." The white-faced man said.
Obviously, the white-faced man was tricked!
"Why do you feel that everything is dark in front of you?" the man with a mustache asked.
"I feel as if my soul has been struck by thunder." The white-faced man replied.
"What kind of energy is this thunderous blow to your soul?" the man with the mustache continued to ask.
"What energy?" The white-faced man still had a thoughtful look on his face.
"Psychic power?" the man with a mustache added.
The white-faced man raised his head, glanced at the man with the mustache, waved his hand and said in denial: "It's not telepathy, it's definitely not telepathy. If it's telepathy, I can feel it."
"What is that?" the man with a mustache asked.
After the white-faced man continued to recall for a while, he said: "Brother, don't worry, let me think about it again."
"Think about it, I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry..." the man with the mustache replied one after another.