If the first blow of Zhang Fan's condensed blood curtain does not completely shatter the soul-piercing needle, but breaks the soul-piercing needle into several pieces, then Yan Dong will suffer a greater backlash from the soul-piercing needle. This backlash is very powerful.
, it is very likely that Yan Dong will die.
After Yan Dong suffered a violent backlash and died, Zhang Fan used the blood curtain to strike a second blow, completely shattering the soul-piercing needle, and it was not too late to save Zhang Shengli.
"You shouldn't have eaten either, right? I'm hungry, let's go get some food?" Zhang Fan looked at Yan Dong and said.
"Hey!" Yan Dong responded quickly.
The two found a dumpling restaurant at a road sign, ordered two cold dishes, and started eating.
"Mr. Zhang, it's really admirable that you are so capable at such a young age." Yan Dong looked at Zhang Fan and said with admiration on his face.
"Don't say these useless things, they are meaningless." Zhang Fan responded directly to Yan Dong.
Hearing Zhang Fan criticize him so directly, Yan Dongqian laughed.
"What are your plans for the future?" Zhang Fan asked while eating.
"Revenge used to be my goal, but now that the hatred is gone, I don't know what to do anymore." Yan Dong shook his head and sighed.
"Mr. Zhang, are you traveling around the world now? How about I hang out with you?" Yan Dong became interested at that time.
"Fuck with me?" Zhang Fan sneered, "You can pull me down, I'm still a student now."
"Student?" Yan Dong was a little surprised. He and Tang Feier had the same idea. Isn't the purpose of going to school to get a good diploma? After graduation, it would be easier to make money by having a degree by your side!
Although he thought so, he didn't ask any more questions.
Suddenly, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered what the vixen told him about the cemetery. How about taking Yan Dong with him, multiple people, and multiple helpers? This time, he also wanted to take Old Man Ouyang with him.
He, Yan Dong, and Old Man Ouyang are all practitioners of Xuanmen, but their Xuanmen Qi and Xuanmen techniques are different, and they may be able to complement each other in some aspects. In addition, with the vixen, the four of them
It should be a good combination.
Zhang Fan took a look at Yan Dong's face and found that Yan Dong was not a treacherous person. He was an upright and honest man and should be more trustworthy.
"I'm going to do something in a few days. If you want to go with me, let's go together." Zhang Fan said.
"Go!" Yan Dong didn't hesitate at all. He had nothing to do now and his heart was relatively empty. It would be best to do something to fill the emptiness. What's more, it was better to do things with Zhang Fan, a person who was kind to him and trusted by him.
"Okay, it's settled then. Leave your mobile phone number and I'll call you when the time comes. Once this is done, I'll go back to Pingshan City," Zhang Fan said.
"I'll go directly to Pingshan with you. I'll make a phone call when the time comes. I'm alone here," Yan Dong said.
"That's okay, then come with me to deliver the coffin tomorrow." Zhang Fan said.
"Send a coffin? What kind of coffin?" Yan Dong asked in confusion.
"It's the coffin made of golden nanmu gloomy wood." Zhang Fan said, "I borrowed that coffin from Ocean Town just to lure you to my door."
"Okay." Yan Dong smiled helplessly.
"Mr. Zhang, that coffin is not simple." At this time, Yan Dong suddenly said.
Hearing Yan Dong's words, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, "The coffin of golden nan's dark wood is indeed precious, you are not
"Simple, does it mean that this coffin is precious, or does it mean something else?"
"Others." Yan Dong said loudly.
"When I used the soul-piercing needle to shoot into the coffin, the first thing I touched was the Juyang Seal you applied on the coffin. When the soul-piercing needle broke through the Juyang Seal, and when I was about to shoot into the coffin, my back
It suddenly became cold. At that moment, I felt that the coffin was like an ice cellar, and it was an ice cellar with no end in sight. Moreover, the sound of ghosts drinking loudly could be heard in my ears, which was extremely terrifying.
It was at this moment that you sacrificed your human blood curtain. I was afraid of being hurt by you and wanted to take back the soul-piercing needle in time, which interrupted my feeling." Yan Dong said.
After listening to Yan Dong's explanation, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and he also heard the roar of the ghost. What is going on? We must investigate it carefully tomorrow.
This coffin.
After the two of them finished eating, they left their respective WeChat messages and phone numbers and parted ways. Zhang Fan went to the hotel arranged by Zhang Li for the three of them. When Zhang Fan entered the room, Huang Qingyun and Fang Haoming were watching TV in the living room.
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"Brother Fan, you are back. I have something to tell you." Seeing Zhang Fan enter the door, Fang Haoming quickly stood up and walked to Zhang Fan's side.
"Tell me what's going on." Zhang Fan said.
Fang Haoming glanced at Huang Qingyun, and Zhang Fan immediately understood and pointed to one of the bedrooms.
Zhang Li booked a suite with three bedrooms for three people.
After the two entered the room, they closed the door lightly. Fang Haoming was the first to speak: "I was in the coffin. After hearing Yan Dong's loud shout, the coffin was like an ice cellar. Moreover, wasn't there still something in my ears?"
There was a loud shout."
Hearing this, Zhang Fan frowned tightly. This is exactly what Yan Dong said!
Zhang Fan was just about to ask what Fang Haoming saw and heard next. Before Zhang Fan could ask, Fang Haoming continued: "I also saw a picture appearing on the coffin lid like a monitor.
Hundreds of people dressed in black and holding chains in their hands pressed a woman in white across a bridge over a fast-flowing river."
Men in black? Holding iron chains in their hands? Could it be that these men in black are ghost agents? The iron chains in their hands are soul-binding chains? Is the bridge on the fast river the Naihe Bridge?
That means that Fang Haoming saw the scene in hell?
"Besides these, what else did you see?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
"No more. When the shouting ended, the scene also disappeared." Fang Haoming said.
Zhang Fan glanced at Fang Haoming and nodded slightly. It seemed that there were quite a lot of secrets in this coffin. He must take a good look before delivering the coffin tomorrow morning.
After saying this, Zhang Fan and Fang Haoming left the bedroom and came to the living room.
"What are you two talking about in a mysterious way? You're still going behind my back!" Huang Qingyun pretended to be dissatisfied and glanced at the two of them.
"We are talking about ghosts, why don't we tell you about it?" Zhang Fan looked at Huang Qingyun and teased, saying.
Before, if he didn't know that Zhang Fan had the ability to deal with ghost objects, if Zhang Fan said this, he would probably think that Zhang Fan was scaring him, but now he didn't dare to think that way.
"That's not what I don't want to tell you." Zhang Fan said.
"It's something I don't want to know." Huang Qingyun quickly responded with a smile on his face.