"With your words, I feel relieved." The six-fingered man relaxed slightly.
"Mr. Zhang, I already trust you, but you just said such honest words to me, and I trust you even more.
In this way, I will go to the well in Dafeng Temple now to explore the voice of the owner of the voice at the bottom of the well and see if I can get some useful information for you from his mouth." The six-fingered man continued.
"In that case, then go ahead." Zhang Fan said solemnly. Zhang Fan is not a hypocritical person. He needs to know about the owner of the voice at the bottom of the well. Moreover, if the six-fingered man passes by, as long as he does not enter the bottom of the well, his life is not in danger.
, so Zhang Fan agreed.
"But don't get close to the wellhead. Just talk to him. Safety is the top priority. If he doesn't tell you anything and insists on letting you go down the well, don't go down either. Do you understand? If you can't find out, forget it."
Zhang Fan warned that what Zhang Fan values most is the safety of Mr. Liu Zhi.
"I understand, Mr. Zhang, don't worry." The six-fingered man responded.
After saying that, the six-fingered man went straight downstairs, took a car and went straight to the Dafeng Temple. After Fang Yan ground the medicine, he fed the little boy a dose. The two went to the first floor to help the six-fingered man sort the goods. After all,
, the work of the six-fingered man was delayed due to their influence.
"Mr. Zhang, do you see in this six-fingered man and the steward that they are any different from ordinary people?" Fang Yan asked while sorting the goods.
"No." Zhang Fan replied.
"Then what do they have in common?" Fang Yan continued to ask.
"I didn't find that either. I've been looking for the same places between them." Zhang Fan replied.
"Well, it seems like we can only wait for news about him." Fang Yan said a little disappointed.
It took the two of them about an hour and a half to sort out all the goods. As soon as they sat down on the chairs to rest, they saw a taxi parked at the door, and the six-fingered man got out of the car in a dusty manner.
Then he quickly ran towards Zhang Fan and Fang Yan.
Fang Yan stood up quickly and asked two questions one after another, "What happened? Did he tell you?"
"I told you... I told you something," the six-fingered man said while breathing heavily.
"What did you all say?" Fang Yan followed immediately.
"After I arrived, he asked me to go down into the well just like last time. I suppressed the fear in my heart. After I stood still by the well, I asked him why he wanted me to go down into the well. He said that I would know as soon as I went down.
I refuted him and said that if he didn't tell me the reason, I wouldn't go down.
He thought for a while and then asked me, saying that he had seen my fear three years ago. Why did I come to the well again three years later?
He was doubting my motives. After all, he saw my fear three years ago. I had not been to Dafeng Temple in the past three years, and now that I suddenly passed by, it was normal for him to have doubts.
My answer was that I wanted to save my son's life and I hoped he could help. He said that as long as I went down the well, he could save my son. I said that I couldn't believe him just because of his one or two words. He had to
Tell me some reasons, I
Only then can you believe him.
Under such circumstances, he told me that the reason why he asked me to go down the well was actually to rely on my strength to get him out of trouble.
I asked him what was holding him back, and he told me that I didn't understand even after he told me. I said he had no sincerity at all, and then he wanted to leave.
He wanted to keep me, and as a last resort, he told me the tool to restrain him, and the tool to restrain him was the soul-binding rope." The six-fingered man said.
After hearing the six-fingered man's words, Zhang Fan and Fang Yan looked at each other, with a hint of surprise appearing on their faces.
"Mr. Zhang, this makes sense!" Fang Yan said.
"It's indeed a match. We have always believed that the owner of the voice underground is a living person, and this soul-binding rope is what binds the soul of a living person." Zhang Fan said.
The so-called soul-binding rope is a rope-like thing woven from Xuanmen energy, enhanced by magic, and tied to the human soul. When the soul is imprisoned, the person's body will become a walking corpse. To put it bluntly, if you are hit by the soul-binding rope,
A person becomes a vegetative state.
However, although this soul-binding rope sounds very ordinary and has nothing special about it, the first rigid condition for weaving it is that the weaver's strength must reach the third level.
"Generally speaking, if the owner of the voice from the bottom of the well is hit by the soul-binding rope, he should be unable to speak, let alone attack. But the current situation is that the owner of the voice from the bottom of the well can both speak and attack. I
It feels like the soul-binding rope must have been damaged." Zhang Fan continued.
"I feel the same way." Fang Yan added.
Zhang Fan glanced at Fang Yan, then turned his gaze to the six-fingered man and asked, "What else did he say to you?"
"He said that only I could open the soul-binding rope and rescue him from the well. I told him that I was just an ordinary person and had never heard of such mysterious things. How could I possibly have the ability to rescue him?
.?
But he told me that I have this ability, and continued to urge me to go down. I asked him to tell me the process of rescuing him after I went down the well, but unfortunately, he did not tell me, and then I asked him again.
He didn't tell me anything.
He just stressed that I should go down into the well to save him, and then he would save my son.
The two of us persisted for half an hour, and no one had any intention of giving in, so I came back. Gentlemen, I'm really sorry that we didn't find out much useful information." The six-fingered man's face was filled with emotion.
He scratched his head in embarrassment.
"You have done a good job. If we were allowed to go, we would not be able to find out anything. The situation of this soul-binding rope will actually be of great use to us." Zhang Fan said seriously.
"Really? Mr. Zhang?" The six-fingered man was afraid that Zhang Fan was comforting him, so he checked with Zhang Fan again.
"Of course it's true! I don't need to lie to you." Zhang Fan nodded affirmatively.
At this moment, the little boy walked down from the second floor, "Dad, uncles, what are you talking about?"
Hearing the little boy's voice, everyone turned their attention to the little boy.
"Mr. Zhang, look, my son's face has become more rosy just now, and his voice is much more energetic." The six-fingered man said excitedly as he saw that his son was much better than before.
Every improvement in the little boy will give the six-fingered man more confidence in his future life. How pitiful the hearts of parents all over the world!