As a member of Xuanmen, Yan Dong deeply felt the power of Zhang Fan's Xuanling, and he had to treat him respectfully.
"Wang Tong's disciple has good bones and is very suitable for practicing Taoist methods." Zhang Fan said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Yan Dong's heart was shocked. He said that he was his master. This is so amazing!
Moreover, in the heart of the master, the status of the master is extremely high. He is a god-like existence. The person who draws the talisman should know his master. Moreover, judging from the tone, the status of the master is not lower than that of his master, and is even slightly higher.
the taste of.
"Are you planning to follow Xiaofan?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
"Yes!" Yan Dong nodded heavily, "Mr. Zhang saved my life. I feel that Mr. Zhang is a nice person, and he is very dissatisfied with me. I am willing to follow him."
"You have to think carefully, Xiaofan's future will be very bumpy," Zhang Fan said.
"I've thought about it." Yan Dong responded without thinking.
"Okay, since you have thought about it, I won't say anything else." Zhang Fan nodded slightly, and then handed the porcelain bottle in his hand to Yan Dong, "Give this to that guy later."
"Okay, Master." Yan Dong took the porcelain vase respectfully.
Zhang Fan glanced at his own body and sighed slightly, "Xiao Fan, I gave you this talisman to save your life. I didn't expect you to use it like this. You have to rely on yourself from now on!"
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After saying that, he saw wisps of starlight floating out of Zhang Fan's body. Zhang Fan's body went limp and was about to fall to the ground. Fang Haoming quickly hugged Zhang Fan with his quick eyes and gently put Zhang Fan down.
on the ground.
At this time, Lao Qitou, who was covered with water stains and had blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, came panting from a distance. He had already solved all the drowned ghosts.
Seeing Zhang Fan lying on the ground, Lao Qi looked at Yan Dong and asked, "Is that master gone?"
"Let's go." Yan Dong nodded slightly.
Lao Qi glanced at Zhang Fan, sighed heavily, and felt a trace of guilt in his heart. He knew clearly in his heart what Zhang Fan had paid for him, giving him a chance to survive in a crisis!
He owed Dafa this favor.
"Oh, by the way, this is what the master asked me to give you, the ghosts of three floating corpses." Yan Dong handed the porcelain bottle to Lao Qitou.
Looking at the porcelain vase in his hand, Lao Qi looked up at the sky and said "thank you" to Zhang Fan and his wife with all his heart!
"Let's go back," Lao Qitou said.
The two nodded slightly. Both Yan Dong and Lao Qitou were injured, and it was Fang Haoming who carried the unconscious Zhang Fan back.
The spirit-resident talisman is very powerful, and at the same time, it does great damage to Zhang Fan. After all, he has to carry a powerful force that is inconsistent with his body.
Although it was not fatal, it still took half a month and twenty days of rest to recover.
The four of them went directly to Xing Hai's villa. The first thing they did when they arrived at the villa was to take a bath, because the corpses were so smelly. Fang Haoming took Zhang Fan's bath.
After taking a shower, the four of them put on the pajamas that Xing Hai prepared for them. At the same time, they bought a set of clothes for each of them. They were all decent clothes, not the kind that Xing Hai and his son wore.
Exaggerated clothes.
After working hard for most of the night, everyone was very tired, so they all went to bed early.
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"Grandpa...grandpa...why did you leave without saying anything?" Zhang Fan, lying on the bed, let out a soft cry.
Fang Haoming and Yan Dong, who were getting dressed, both came over and looked at Zhang Fan.
The three of them slept in the guest room that Zhang Fan asked Xing Hai to arrange for them.
Last night, Zhang Fan's face was extremely pale and extremely haggard. This morning, Zhang Fan's face had recovered a lot.
At this moment, Zhang Fan slowly opened his eyes. After seeing Fang Haoming and Yan Dong in front of him, he subconsciously asked, "Where is my grandfather?"
In fact, Zhang Fan also knew in his heart that it was just the mysterious spirit condensed by his grandfather, not his grandfather.
Yan Dong and Fang Haoming did not answer.
A look of frustration appeared on Zhang Fan's face.
"Dong dong dong..."
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Who?" Fang Haoming asked.
"Xing Hai, I'm here to invite you all to dinner." Xing Hai's voice came from outside the door.
"Okay, we got it, we'll go down right away." Fang Haoming replied.
"Okay, then I'll wait for you in the restaurant on the first floor."
After saying that, Xing Hai left.
"Brother Fan, please rest here. I'll go down and get you some food. You should replenish your body now because you are weak." Fang Haoming said.
"No, let's go down and eat together." Zhang Fan said, and after saying that, Zhang Fan was about to get up.
But his body was really weak, and he didn't even get up this time. He finally got up with the help of Fang Haoming and Yan Dong.
Zhang Fan took a brief rest, warmed up his body, got up from the bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
After washing up, putting on the clothes prepared by Xing Hai, he went downstairs with Fang Haoming and Yan Dong. Although Zhang Fan was a little weak, he had a solid foundation after practicing for so many years. If it didn't involve big movements, he wouldn't be able to do normal activities.
questionable.
When Zhang Fan saw the things placed on the dining table, he was stunned. Not only Zhang Fan, but also Yan Dong and Fang Haoming.
There are all kinds of precious foods on the table, such as sea cucumber porridge, turtle soup, black chicken soup, etc...
This is because Fang Haoming said something to Xing Hai yesterday, "Brother Fan is a little weak, so prepare some nutritious food for breakfast tomorrow."
With just such a sentence, Xing Hai prepared such a large table.
"Master Zhang, please sit down. You are weak. Eat more." Xing Hai said as he served Zhang Fan a large bowl of sea cucumber porridge. It was not sea cucumber porridge at all. There was not a single grain of rice in Zhang Fan's bowl.
A bowl full of sea cucumbers.
Then, he peeled an ostrich egg for Zhang Fan and put it in front of Zhang Fan.
These ostrich eggs are bigger than an adult’s hand, so you’ll be full if you eat one!
Saying that, Xing Hai served Zhang Fan some tortoise soup and picked up two little tortoises.
"Okay, Lao Xing, don't serve it to me. Your dish is too hard and I can't eat so much." Zhang Fan quickly refused.
"Hehe... you can eat it." Xing Hai laughed dryly.
"Master Zhang, thank you very much. Without your guidance, I would probably have had my arms and legs removed today." Then, Xing Hai said gratefully.
After Xing Hai came home yesterday, he directly told Xing Long what had made him scratch his head, and also told Xing Long the advice Zhang Fan gave him. Xing Long directly called his girlfriend, and things went smoothly.