Zhang Fan slowly turned his head and asked, "What danger is my grandfather encountering now?"
"This...I..." The old lady was speechless for a moment.
"Still can't say it, can you?"
Zhang Fan asked rhetorically.
"Yes! It's a very important matter, and we can't talk about it lightly to others."
The old lady replied, and then added, "If you are not careful, your grandpa will..."
"If I join you, you can save my grandfather from this crisis?"
Zhang Fan asked again.
"Although I can't help your grandpa get out of crisis, I can protect you after your grandpa's accident!"
The old lady said truthfully.
She couldn't tell the truth. Zhang Fan would know what was going on sooner or later. When Zhang Fan knew she was lying, she would definitely be unlucky when Zhang Fan grew up. No one would protect her at that time, and she didn't want to take the risk.
.
"Since you can't help my grandfather get out of crisis, there is no need to use the fact that my grandfather is in crisis now as an excuse."
Zhang Fandao, "I don't need the protection of an organization that knows nothing about it."
After saying that, Zhang Fan forced himself to go upstairs and wanted to ask what kind of crisis his grandfather was in. Zhang Fan didn't ask for two reasons.
First, what the old lady said may not be true, she was probably lying to him.
Secondly, if what the old lady said is true, once he gets involved in questioning, to a certain extent, he will fall into the trap set by the other party. The other party will probably take this opportunity to trap him step by step, making it difficult for him to do anything again.
Get out.
Even if he asks, it will be of no use. With his strength, he has not yet reached the third level, how can he help grandpa?
When Zhang Fan walked to the second floor, he completely suppressed the desire in his heart. If what the old lady said was true, he could only pray here, hoping that his grandfather would get out of the crisis soon.
No matter what the old lady said is true or false, he should work hard to improve his strength and strive to help his grandfather as soon as possible. This is what he should do most.
"Master, that's what he is..." Xilin said to the old lady.
"To be honest, young people should have some personality and persistence. If I had been like him and stuck to my heart, I wouldn't be as miserable as I am today..." The old lady sighed heavily, "Okay,
Let’s go back and see what it says.”
Zhang Fan rested at home for a long time, had dinner, and then started practicing. He practiced until twelve o'clock in the evening before resting.
In the next half month, Zhang Fan has been practicing. This half month of practice has improved Zhang Fan's strength a lot, but it is a bit empty and needs to be consolidated through experience.
When Zhang Fan was about to go to Old Man Ouyang's house and ask Ouyang to help him find a job, he suddenly remembered the sound of the doorbell outside.
Zhang Fan picked up the tablet and took a look. The person who came was Li Song. He was holding many gifts in his hand and looked very happy.
Zhang Fan went out to greet Li Song. After seeing Zhang Fan, Li Song raised his hand and shouted, "Mr. Zhang..."
"What are you doing with so many things?"
Zhang Fan looked at the things in Li Song's hands and complained.
"It should."
Li Song smiled and said, "I have good news for you. Our organization has made a profit. This also proves that our organization can continue to operate with its own money. This is the basis for us to become bigger and stronger."
"Congratulations then!"
Zhang Fan smiled.
Li Song smiled and nodded heavily.
After entering the door, Zhang Fan invited Li Song to sit down and poured him a cup of tea.
"Have you hired new people recently?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"No."
Li Song shook his head, "Let us just do it first and wait until we are stable. What happened last time scared me so much. If it weren't for you, my organization would have been broken up and it would have cost people's lives!"
"It's not a bad thing to develop slowly."
Zhang Fan replied, "Eh?
By the way, do you have any work suitable for me?"
"What do you do?
You are too strong."
Li Song looked Zhang Fan up and down, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, "However, I have a case that has not been solved. The cemetery in a village is always haunted, and two children died in the cemetery.
I went to investigate several times, but I couldn't find out the reason. During my investigation, there was no human life in the cemetery.
I can't solve it, and I'm afraid it will delay the matter and cause another loss of life, so I want to take the case back to the agency this afternoon and pay some liquidated damages."
Zhang Fan glanced at Li Song, and then said: "Let's go over and take a look."
"That's it?"
Li Song was a little surprised.
"Yes, after all, human lives are at stake, it's better to do it sooner rather than later."
Zhang Fan replied.
"That's right, let's go, then let's go..." Li Song nodded and stood up.
The two got in Li Song's car and drove directly to a village called Yashang on the outskirts of the western city of Pingshan. They went directly to the cemetery. There were many trees planted on both sides of the cemetery. With these shades, the cemetery
There was some soul energy and yin energy in the car, which Zhang Fan and Li Song could clearly feel in the car.
"Ah...wow wow..."
As soon as the two opened the car door, they heard the sound of a child crying.
The two people immediately got out of the car and turned their attention to the direction of the sound source. A child of seven or eight years old was struggling violently under the shade of a tree in the southwest of the cemetery.
Zhang Fan didn't hesitate at all, kicked off the ground with both feet, and his body was ejected like a cannonball.
As the distance got closer, Zhang Fan saw the little boy's situation. A ghost palm transformed from Yin Qi was gradually going deep into the heart of the little boy's chest. Now it had penetrated more than half an inch, and a large amount of blood flowed from it.
The wound overflowed and dyed most of the little boy's clothes red. The little boy was in so much pain that he could no longer cry.
A thick stream of true energy shot out directly from Zhang Fan and hit the Yin Qi ghost palm.
"collapse……"
With a muffled sound, the big hand of Yin Qi exploded instantly, and at the same time it stopped harming the little boy.
Without the support of Yin Gui's palm, the seriously injured little boy had no strength to stabilize his body and was about to fall to the ground. At this time, Zhang Fan also came to the little boy and picked him up.
Get up, the little boy didn't fall down.
After stabilizing the little boy's body, Zhang Fan immediately took out a silver needle from his bag and treated the little boy's injuries.
Although the ghost palm injured the little boy's heart, it was not serious. Therefore, Zhang Fan healed all the little boy's injuries in less than three minutes.
Li Song, who had been here for two minutes and had been watching Zhang Fan treat the little boy without saying a word, wiped the sweat from his forehead, a little scared, and said in shock: "Thank you for saying to come over immediately, if I had waited for you
If I bring this case back this afternoon, I will kill this child."
As Li Song spoke, he scratched his head vigorously.