After leaving the middle-aged man's house in blue robes, Zhang Fan, the golden-robed Taoist priest, and the golden-robed Taoist priest's son Xiaoyu returned to the golden-robed Taoist priest's home. The golden-robed Taoist priest sent Xiaoyu back to the bedroom and settled him.
, and Zhang Fan sat down on the sofa in the living room.
"Mr. Zhang, now that my son is alive and my wish has come true, it's time for me to fulfill my promise." The golden-robed Taoist priest looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Looking back now, I have indeed done too many evil things in my life.
It's okay to die.
If you hadn't appeared in time, I wouldn't have done many evil things.
Now that my ghost is in the underworld, I should be able to withstand the punishment. If nothing happens, I can get a chance to be reincarnated."
Zhang Fan glanced at the golden-robed Taoist priest and said nothing. Some people can suddenly wake up, like the golden-robed Taoist priest, but some people will remain stubborn, like the middle-aged man in blue robe.
Those who can suddenly wake up and step back from the brink often have a glimmer of hope.
Take the golden-robed Taoist priest as an example. After his death and surviving the punishment of evil soldiers and ghosts, he at least still has a chance to be reincarnated.
But the middle-aged man in blue robe has always wanted to be cunning, and has never thought of pleading guilty. Even if Zhang Fan is deceived by him and his soul is not broken, he will one day suffer the consequences, even if he is not killed by the Xuanmen.
, will also be dispersed by the ghost soldiers and ghosts after death.
After the middle-aged man in blue robe survived by luck, he had no pressure in his heart and would definitely continue to do evil. The more evil deeds he committed, the more severe the punishment he would receive after entering the underworld.
The evil deeds he has done now are enough to make him drink a pot after entering the underworld. If he lives another 10 or 8 years and does more evil things, his ghost will definitely not be able to survive after entering the underworld.
"When are you going to die?" Zhang Fan asked.
"I want to wait until my son's body has completely recovered before passing away. Do you think that's okay?" The golden-robed Taoist priest said to Zhang Fan in a consultative tone.
Zhang Fan glanced at the golden-robed Taoist priest and did not immediately answer the golden-robed Taoist priest's words.
The golden-robed Taoist thought that Zhang Fan disagreed, and quickly added: "Mr. Zhang, after my son's body recovers completely, I will commit suicide immediately without you having to do anything."
"Take good care of your son." Zhang Fan said, "I believe what you say."
As he spoke, Zhang Fan gently patted the golden-robed Taoist priest on the shoulder.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the golden-robed Taoist priest's face showed a hint of joy. He nodded heavily, and then said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang...Thank you, Mr. Zhang..."
"Haoming and I will rest at your place for another day tomorrow. Haoming's body will have almost recovered. The two of us will leave before tomorrow night." Zhang Fan said.
"Why don't you let Mr. Fang rest for a few more days, so that you can feel more at ease when you leave?" the golden-robed Taoist said in greeting.
"I understand Haoming's physical condition. It's completely fine to leave before tomorrow night." Zhang Fan waved his hand.
"Please take good care of your son. I'll go upstairs first." Zhang Fan continued.
After returning upstairs, Zhang Fan began to practice. Apart from eating and going to the toilet, he kept practicing. Through this period of time, combined with the practice of Dragon Beard Grass, he had already faintly touched it.
The threshold of the fourth shot made Zhang Fan very happy.
Before dinner on the second day, Zhang Fan and Fang Haoming left on time. At 8 o'clock in the evening, they entered Pingshan City. After Zhang Fan sent Fang Haoming to Fang Haoming's house, he returned to his home without much delay.
Home.
Recently, Zhang Fan didn't get much rest. He was always busy. After returning home, Zhang Fan fell asleep and fell asleep until 11 noon the next day.
After waking up, Zhang Fan felt that his stomach was empty, and he hadn't been to Old Man Ouyang for a while. Zhang Fan immediately decided to go to Old Man Ouyang's place and have a meal by the way.
At 11:40, Zhang Fan arrived at Old Man Ouyang's house on time. When he saw Zhang Fan coming in, Old Man Ouyang greeted him warmly and took the things from Zhang Fan's hand.
"Is our son very good?" Zhang Fan asked with a smile on his face. The son Zhang Fan mentioned was naturally the son of old man Ouyang.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Old Man Ouyang was startled at first and could not react for a moment. After a few seconds, Old Man Ouyang complained: "What are you talking about? You are so inferior! I am the same age as your grandfather, no matter what
Said, you can’t call my son son either!”
Zhang Fan laughed and did not directly answer what the two old men said, but continued to insist: "Anyway, I will call him my son. Come on, take me to see my son!"
After Zhang Fan said this, he strode toward the house without waiting for Old Man Ouyang to lead the way.
Old man Ouyang looked at Zhang Fan's back, smiled helplessly, and then followed Zhang Fan's footsteps.
Under the leadership of old man Ouyang, Zhang Fan came to the baby's room. Old man Ouyang's wife greeted Zhang Fan with a smile, and then asked Zhang Fan to see his son very enthusiastically.
From the heart of Old Man Ouyang's wife, she is very grateful to Zhang Fan, because her son was born with Zhang Fan's help.
Without Zhang Fan, how could an old man approaching 70 and an old lady approaching 60 have another child?
As Zhang Fan approached the child, Old Man Ouyang and his wife kept murmuring with joy on their faces, "My son is a good boy. He is very obedient. He never cries or makes trouble at night. He really loves his father and mother!"
At the same time that Old Man Ouyang and his wife finished speaking, Zhang Fan had already arrived at the child's crib and his eyes fell on the child.
"Huh?" Zhang Fan heard a voice of surprise, and his brows furrowed tightly.
Hearing this voice, Old Man Ouyang's heart sank slightly, and then he quickly ran to Zhang Fan and asked with worried eyes: "Xiao Fan, what's wrong with my son? Did you see anything on his face?
?”
"I did see something from your son's face." Zhang Fan smiled lightly.
Upon hearing this, Old Man Ouyang became even more nervous.
"Don't worry, it's all a good thing. Judging from your son's appearance, he will be a rich and powerful man in the future." Zhang Fan said with a smile, and then followed up with a joke, "Unlike you,
I live by cheating and cheating every day.”
Old man Ouyang glanced at Zhang Fan helplessly.
"I have already seen our son, and I am satisfied. Children sleep lightly, so let's not wake him up. Let's go out first?" Zhang Fan looked at the old man Ouyang and pointed outside.
Old man Ouyang glanced at Zhang Fan thoughtfully. Zhang Fan wanted to call him out so anxiously. There must be something wrong!