Zhang Fan put one hand on Wu Lei's wrist, and pressed the other hand on Wu Lei's Yintang position.
After about five minutes, Zhang Fan put down his hand thoughtfully. Wu Jun was already very familiar with Zhang Fan and understood Zhang Fan's style of doing things, so he did not ask, but waited for Zhang Fan to answer.
Give an answer.
Although Wu Lei said that his body was very strong and there was no problem and there was no need to trouble Zhang Fan to check his body. In fact, he was just embarrassed to trouble Zhang Fan because his tribe had too many things to trouble Zhang Fan.
In fact, he was also a little worried about his physical condition. He still has fresh memories of the heartbreaking pain of having horns on his head and chapped skin, as well as the special feeling that seemed like he might die and lose his soul.
, he is also afraid of leaving behind sequelae.
After another three minutes, Zhang Fan said: "Judging from the current situation, there is no problem with Wu Lei's body and soul, and he is very healthy."
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Wu Jun and Wu Lei looked at each other, feeling relieved in their hearts.
"But..." Zhang Fan continued.
After hearing these two words, the two people's nerves that had just relaxed became tense again, and they stared directly at Zhang Fan.
Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Zhang Fan gave a bitter smile and continued: "Don't be nervous. What I am going to say next has nothing to do with Wu Lei's life and safety."
At this time, Wu Jun and Wu Lei were completely relieved.
"I sensed the obscure information in Wu Lei's mind. This obscure information is very special. Judging from the connections on it, he is not a dead thing, but a living body, more like a baby."
Zhang Fan said.
Wu Jun and Wu Lei both had a look of disbelief on their faces.
In the eyes of Wujun and Wulei, the obscure information contained in the bronze light emitted from the bronze throne is the inheritance of martial arts.
Wu Jun had never seen or heard that the exercises had life, so Wu Jun and Wu Lei were a little confused for a while.
Practicing Kung Fu is indeed a dead thing, like the Kung Fu that Hei Wuchang passed on to Lao Qitou in the Underworld. Later, Lao Qitou passed this Kung Fu on to the second uncle Ya Xi, Ou Yinuo, and Xiao Ning. This Kung Fu
There is no trace of life or imprint in their minds.
"It can be seen that this obscure information is not a simple inheritance of skills."
Zhang Fan looked at Wu Jun and Wu Lei and said, "I can only say that the exercises are only part of this obscure information."
"Mr. Zhang, besides the exercises, what is the other part?"
Wu Lei wanted to figure things out thoroughly, so he subconsciously answered.
"With my current eyesight, I still can't see it."
Zhang Fan said very frankly, "When my strength reaches the third level and my medical skills are higher, I may be able to see some clues.
What I can confirm now is that your life is not in danger because this obscure information is not offensive to you and is very friendly to you.
By the way, your continuous improvement in physical fitness is also related to this obscure information."
"It's fine if it's not life-threatening! It's fine if it's not life-threatening!"
Wu Jun took the words and smiled.
"kindness!"
Wu Lei also nodded heavily with a smile on his face.
"When I get stronger, I can help you take a look."
Zhang Fan took the initiative and said.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang..." Wu Lei said gratefully.
"Mr. Zhang came here early in the morning and dealt with him casually on the plane. I'll get Mr. Zhang some food. You can continue practicing."
Wujun said.
"Chief, let me go with you."
Wu Lei then said, "Just in time, let's talk to Mr. Zhang too."
"I see that your seven meridians and eight meridians are active. Now is a good time to practice. You can get twice the result with half the effort. You can practice. I will stay here for a few days. We will have a lot of time to chat."
Zhang Fan said.
"Yeah! Okay! It's good to stay a few more days!"
Wu Leihan smiled and said, "Then I will go practice."
After Zhang Fan and Wu Jun came out of the secret room, they followed Wu Jun back home. They met many villagers on the road, and the villagers all greeted Zhang Fan enthusiastically.
When they arrived at Wu Jun's house, Wu Jun and Zhang Fan were sitting in the living room drinking tea and resting while Wu Jun's son arranged a sumptuous dinner.
The two of them had just finished drinking a pot of tea when they saw a figure running in from the yard in a hurry. The owner of this figure was none other than Luo Jie from the Zhuang tribe at the foot of the mountain.
"Clan Chief Wu...Clan Chief Wu...I heard that Mr. Zhang is here?"
Luo Jie said while striding towards the house.
The Miao tribe halfway up the mountain and the Zhuang tribe at the foot of the mountain belong to the same village. Luo Jie is the head of this village. Back then, Zhang Fan helped him solve the troubles in the village. He was very grateful to Zhang Fan.
Besides, who doesn’t want to make friends with a capable person like Zhang Fan?
Therefore, every time Zhang Fan comes, Luo Jie will come over and compete to entertain Zhang Fan.
"Why is this guy here?"
Wu Jun frowned, but there was no malice in Wu Jun's eyes.
Since Wujun stopped seclusion in the village and started doing business, the two tribes have communicated more. The most important thing is that there have been no major conflicts. Therefore, the relationship between the two tribes has naturally become closer and closer.
, Wujun and Luo Jie also became friends.
With that said, Luo Jie had already entered the corridor room, said hello to Wu Jun's son who was arranging meals in the corridor room, and stepped into the room.
"Mr. Zhang, you are here..." Luo Jie held Zhang Fan's hand with great enthusiasm.
"kindness."
Zhang Fan smiled and nodded. Every time he came over, Luo Jie was always so enthusiastic.
"Chief Wu, Mr. Zhang is here, why didn't you tell me in advance..." Luo Jie complained.
Wu Jun glanced at Luo Jie, but did not reply to Luo Jie's words at all.
"Mr. Zhang, come to our tribe for dinner tonight..." Luo Jie said.
"Didn't you see that my son arranged dinner?"
Wu Jun replied displeasedly, "Mr. Zhang will have dinner in our tribe tonight."
Seeing that Mr. Wu was unhappy, Luo Jie smiled "hehe" and said, "Sure, it's up to you. I won't invite Mr. Zhang. I'll also eat with you. Let's have a meal, right?"
Chief Wu Clan?"
"Come on... come on..." Mr. Wu waved his hand helplessly. Suddenly, the leader of the Wu clan had an idea, "Xiao Luo, don't you want to invite Mr. Zhang to dinner? Although the meal has not been invited, I will give you an expression."
If you have the opportunity, go outside and help my son with some work."
Hearing Wu Jun's words, Luo Jie smiled awkwardly, "Inviting Mr. Zhang to our tribe for dinner is just one of the reasons why I came here. I also have something to show Mr. Zhang."
Luo Jie looked mysterious and put his hand into his pocket as he spoke.
When the things Luo Jie took out were presented in front of Zhang Fan and Wu Jun, Zhang Fan and Wu Jun's pupils shrank.