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One hundred and eighty-ninth chapter lead over

In Zhang Fan's opinion, this is not a big deal.

"Thank you, Brother Fan." Fang Haoming said gratefully. The reason why he didn't want to tell Zhang Fan at first was because he didn't want to cause trouble for Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan solved the last matter for him. He kept talking to Zhang Fan.

A little embarrassed.

"Don't thank me." Zhang Fan waved his hand slightly and said with a smile, "Who is the girl you like?"

"No one..." Fang Haoming laughed sheepishly.

"Zhang Li!" Huang Qingyun suddenly shouted.

Zhang Fan was startled, it turned out to be Zhang Li? That guy is not a good person!

"Are you two together?" Zhang Fan looked at Fang Haoming curiously.

"Not yet, she still likes you." Fang Haoming said directly.

"Why do you like me? We haven't met each other a few times. He is just curious about me. Besides, I don't like her. Just pursue her hard. I support you!" Zhang Fan made a cheering gesture to Fang Haoming.

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Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Fang Haoming felt relieved.

It was getting late now. After Zhang Fan and the others chatted for a while, they went to bed. The next morning, the three of them woke up early because they had classes in the morning. After class, Zhang Fan and Fang Haoming left the school.

, the two took a car and went straight to Wangjiazhai.

Yes, the two of them were looking for the weasel spirit. Following the instructions on the sign, they came to the scenic spot called Longyan Cave. After entering Longyan Cave, Zhang Fan carefully sensed the situation inside the cave and walked along the main

After walking for more than 20 meters, the road turned into a small road, and after twists and turns, we entered the magnificent hall described by Fang Haoming.

"This is really luxurious." Zhang Fan took a look at the splendid hall.

This is actually a cave of about thirty square meters. The walls of the cave are painted with a layer of gold, the floor is paved with silver bricks, and there are two luminous pearls hanging on the top of the cave. This is a big deal.

On the left side of the hall, there is a space about one meter high, similar to a shack. Under the ground of this space is a silk quilt, and a weasel is lying on the silk quilt.

Seeing Zhang Fan, the weasel's eyes rolled.

"Come out and chat." Zhang Fan looked at the weasel and said.

I saw the weasel's eyes, and a stream of green smoke poured out from the weasel's head, turning into a ghost figure with a human body and a rat head.

After the soul figure stood still, he looked at Zhang Fan, slightly clasping his fists, grinning, and said respectfully: "I don't know if the master is here, but I am not welcome at a distance, but I still hope to atone for my sins."

Weasel's moral character is not high. In terms of strength, he should be about the same as Yan Dong. Zhang Fan's strength is enough to crush him, so he is so respectful to Zhang Fan.

"You must also know what I'm here for." Zhang Fan looked at the weasel's soul and said.

"It's clear, from now on, I will not harass this little brother again." Weasel Soul Shadow quickly answered.

Then, the weasel soul turned to Fang Haoming again, "Little brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have threatened you before. I apologize to you here and ask for your forgiveness."

As he spoke, the weasel soul bowed slightly to Fang Haoming.

Fang Haoming is not a troublemaker, let alone presenting Zhang Fan's

Love and solving things are his real purpose.

"Okay, let this matter go." Fang Haoming said.

Seeing that Fang Haoming did not pursue the case, Weasel breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Fang Haoming would not forgive him and Zhang Fan would kill him.

Zhang Fan took a look at the weasel soul shadow, smiled slightly and said: "It takes less than a hundred years to form such a spirit that understands human nature. I think the Feng Shui layout of this Longyan Cave is good. I'm afraid there is some treasure in it, right?"

Ninety-nine percent of animals cultivated into spirit monsters have a lifespan of more than a hundred years. However, this weasel has a lifespan of less than a hundred years and became a spirit monster. Its strength is even comparable to that of Yan Dong. Therefore, Zhang Fan concluded that the weasel must be what it is today.

With the help of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and the feng shui layout here, Zhang Fan became more and more convinced that there was a treasure here.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Weasel Soul Shadow nodded repeatedly and said: "Master, you are right, I really have a treasure here, please come with me."

Seeing such an enthusiastic weasel, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be startled. If it were an ordinary spirit and he wanted to take away the treasure that he relied on for his cultivation, even if he was stronger than him, he would hesitate. After all, he would have to use it in the future.

That baby was practicing, and now this weasel actually agreed. No matter how much Zhang Fan thought about it, he felt something was wrong.

Zhang Fan looked at the weasel soul shadow and said, "Then lead the way."

"Okay!" The weasel's soul responded, and then turned into a wisp of smoke and penetrated into the weasel's body.

The weasel's little body twisted and walked outside, and Zhang Fan followed behind the weasel. After a short time, the weasel led the two of them out of Longyan Cave and came to a small pavilion on Longyan Mountain.

superior.

Just when Zhang Fan was confused and wanted to ask the weasel, a crisp male voice came from behind Zhang Fan, "Here we come..."

Hearing this voice, Zhang Fan couldn't help but look back and saw a thin, good-looking man in casual clothes, about thirty years old, walking towards Zhang Fan's direction.

Zhang Fan recognized him at a glance. This person was none other than Zhao Wei from Taoli Village, who wanted to deceive old man Ouyang by taking advantage of the ghost of the widow Wang.

"It seems that you arranged all this just to lure me here." Zhang Fan glanced at the weasel and then at Zhao Wei.

This weasel is most likely the spirit that hid in the Wangjiafen graveyard last time and kept an eye on the scene for Zhao Wei.

"Yes, I just want to lure you here. Of course, I have no ill intentions. I just want to talk to you about cooperation." Zhao Wei said.

"What's the matter with the Monkey Eye?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Yes, it's about the monkey eye." Zhao Wei said.

"I won't cooperate with you." Zhang Fan refused.

"Don't refuse in a hurry, haven't you always wanted to know the whereabouts of Fang Yan?" Zhao Wei looked at Zhang Fan and said with a smile.

Hearing Zhao Wei's words, Zhang Fan frowned slightly. Zhao Wei knew a lot. He really wanted to find Fang Yan and find out what happened back then for Li Desheng. Fang Yan still held the second aunt in the village in his hand.

Happy soul, he needs to get his second aunt's happy soul back.

"Don't be surprised." Zhao Wei smiled slightly, "I also know that you went to the tomb of the woman with the monkey eyes this time, and you went with a vixen. Am I right?"

"Continue." Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and a faint smile appeared on his face. He wanted to see how much else Zhao Wei knew.

(End of chapter)


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