The chubby uncle deliberately hid his strength. Zhang Fan didn't feel the slightest bit of Xuanmen energy from him, let alone see his face clearly.
The fat uncle who was in the third realm could clearly sense the auras of Zhang Fan and Wu Jun.
The fat uncle glanced at the two of them, but judging from their expressions, he didn't care too much.
Just as Zhang Fan was thinking, the pole was slowly raised and the car drove into the community.
Zhang Fan was afraid of arousing the other party's suspicion, so he didn't follow the car with his eyes. He just kept the license plate number in his mind.
After the car disappeared, Zhang Fan found a passerby outside the community and took out two thousand yuan and handed it to the passerby, asking the passerby to help him find out which building the Audi A6 was parked in front of.
The passerby was confused. Two thousand yuan was quite attractive to passers-by. After repeatedly confirming with Zhang Fan that he was right, he took the money and entered the community.
In less than fifteen minutes, passers-by returned to Zhang Fan and told Zhang Fan that the Audi car was parked in the parking space in front of Building 10.
Parking is generally based on the principle of proximity. If they did not enter Building 10, they should be around Building 10.
Wu Jun also saw that Zhang Fan was interested in the people in that car, and said to Zhang Fan: "I'll call my friend's wife. She is familiar with the environment of this community and asked her to go and take a look at this car."
Where did the people go?"
"become."
Zhang Fan responded.
Wu Jun directly dialed the middle-aged woman's phone number and told her the situation. The middle-aged woman immediately agreed happily.
It was now approaching evening, and both Zhang Fan and Wu Jun were a little hungry. They found a restaurant on the roadside and ate while waiting for a call from the middle-aged woman.
"Mr. Zhang, when do you plan to go back?"
Wu Jun asked as he took a bite of the dish.
"Have a good night's rest today and go back tomorrow."
Zhang Fan replied.
"Then I'll go back tomorrow. Do you want to visit our tribe?"
Wu Jun invited Zhang Fan.
"No, I still have some unfinished business over there."
Zhang Fan replied.
"Okay then, come to the mountains to breathe some fresh air when you have time."
Wu Jun smiled.
Zhang Fan nodded.
At this moment, Wu Jun's cell phone rang. It was a middle-aged woman calling.
"Brother Wu, I found the house where the person in the car went, Unit 1304, Building 10."
The middle-aged woman said.
Wu Jun glanced at Zhang Fan, and then asked cautiously: "You didn't let them find out, did you?"
"No."
The middle-aged woman replied, "When I walked over, I saw a group of people walking out of the door of a unit. Two of them I knew, one was named Wang Hongxia, and the other was Wang Hongxia's son, Wang Yong.
We are old neighbors. Before the demolition in the city, we were neighbors. We said hello to each other and chatted for a while. Wang Hongxia said that the four people around him who I didn’t know were his.
Relatives, these four people got directly into that car Audi A6.
Wang Hongxia and Wang Yong got into their cars, and the two cars drove out of the community together."
As soon as the middle-aged woman finished speaking, Zhang Fan saw the Audi driving past the door of the hotel. Behind the Audi was a white BMW 5 Series. There were two people sitting in the BMW 5 Series. In the main driving position,
He is a young man with a slightly chubby build, probably in his mid-twenties.
The co-pilot was a woman in her fifties with a wavy perm. Due to the speed of the car and the fact that the car's film was too dark, Zhang Fan did not see their faces.
Zhang Fan directly told the middle-aged woman about their appearance. The middle-aged woman confirmed that these two people were Wang Hongxia and Wang Yong.
Through the middle-aged woman's next narration, Zhang Fan learned that this person named Wang Hongxia was a wizard whose strength was at the ninth level of the second realm, and was only one step away from the third realm.
Wang Hongxia's son Wang Yong was poisoned by a poison fifteen years ago. Wu Jun's friends and his wife did not inquire about the specific poison.
Wang Hongxia is a Miao shaman, so she relied on her witchcraft to keep her son alive for fifteen years. It is precisely because of this that his level has not improved at all in these fifteen years.
Extending the life of her son Wang Yong for fifteen years was already Wang Hongxia's limit, and Wang Hongxia no longer had the ability to extend the life of Wang Yong.
After this conversation, Zhang Fan almost understood the whole thing. After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan made a gesture to Wu Jun. Wu Jun understood and directly handed the phone in his hand to Zhang Fan.
"I'm Zhang Fan. Can you call Wang Hongxia later and tell her that I can save her son?"
Zhang Fan said.
"Of course that's good! Thank you Mr. Zhang for your compassionate heart."
The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "I'm happy for Hongxia, but Mr. Zhang, I heard my husband say before that there are some poisons that have no other cure except antidotes. Is this true?"
"It's true, even soul healers can't do it."
Zhang Fan said frankly.
"This..." Since that didn't work, the middle-aged woman was a little confused as to why Zhang Fan let her say those words to Wang Hongxia.
"But the soul doctor has a thorough understanding of the human body structure. As long as he has the refining method corresponding to the poison antidote, he can completely refine the antidote."
Zhang Fan continued.
"Do you have a method for refining the antidote?"
The middle-aged woman asked subconsciously.
"have!"
Zhang Fan said with certainty that the purpose was to give middle-aged women confidence.
Zhang Fan has a book called "The Secret Method of One Hundred Poisons", which contains more than 90% of the methods of making poisons and antidotes of wizards.
Zhang Fan felt that there should be a way to refine the antidote to Wang Yong's poison.
Even if not, Wang Hongxia can use the magic of witchcraft to extend Wang Yong's life for fifteen years. Wang Hongxia doesn't have all of it, but she should also have some methods of refining the antidote.
As a soul doctor, Zhang Fan was confident that he could use this part of the method to refine the antidote and deduce the method of refining the antidote to treat Wang Yong's illness.
"Okay, I understand, Mr. Zhang, I'll call Hongxia now."
The middle-aged woman responded, "Oh, by the way, where are you and Brother Wu?
I'll ask Hongxia and the others to come find you."
Zhang Fan told the middle-aged woman the name of the restaurant and its private rooms.
About twenty minutes later, Zhang Fan heard hurried footsteps coming from the door, and Taoist Qi and witchcraft Qi entered the room.
"Here we come..." Mr. Wu paused slightly with the chopsticks in his hand and glanced at Zhang Fandao.
Zhang Fan turned his attention to the door. At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.
Wu Jun stood up and opened the door. The people who came were Wang Hongxia and others. Wang Hongxia quickly entered the room, came to Zhang Fan, and said: "You... you are Mr. Zhang, right?"