Half an hour later, Zhang Fan arrived at Li Song's house. Under Li Song's guidance, he went directly to the bedroom. Xiao Ning was lying on the bed. When he saw Zhang Fan coming in, he quickly sat up and said, "Mr. Zhang, please excuse me..."
"No trouble, what's the trouble?"
Zhang Fan waved his hand indifferently. At this time, Xiao Ning's face was just a little pale and showed no obvious signs of illness.
Zhang Fan stepped forward and placed his hands on Xiao Ning's wrist and Yintang position respectively. Then, he saw Zhang Fan's brows furrowed tightly.
Seeing Zhang Fan's expression, Li Song became nervous at that time.
About three minutes later, Zhang Fan slowly withdrew his hand, thought for a while and then said: "Xiao Ning... Xiao Ning should be a blessing in disguise."
“A blessing in disguise?
Mr. Zhang, how do you say this?"
Li Song asked with doubts on his face.
"Xiao Ning, do you feel that your energy and blood are surging from time to time, and your energy is high?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"Yes...yes...that's it, Mr. Zhang."
Xiao Ning nodded repeatedly.
"This is actually a sign that your strength is about to improve by leaps and bounds."
Zhang Fan said, "The spell that made you lose your vitality almost killed you. It also activated your potential as a member of the underworld in your previous life. I guess that spell may have some connection with the underworld."
"By the way, Li Song, Xiao Ning, the real culprits behind the scenes have been figured out."
Zhang Fan continued.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Li Song's eyes flashed with a cold light, "Who is it?"
"An organization called the Illuminati Cult."
Zhang Fan replied.
"Illuminati Cult?"
Li Song subconsciously repeated the sentence, and then asked, "What kind of strength does this light teach?"
"As far as I know so far, the strength of this Guangming Sect should be equivalent to that of a first-class sect."
Zhang Fan replied.
"A...first-class sect..." Li Song's mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to vent his anger for Xiao Ning, but the first-class sect was too powerful.
"Don't be anxious, take your time. Among our friends, who hasn't come through this step by step?"
Zhang Fan said comfortingly.
"Mr. Zhang is right, everyone comes here step by step..." Xiao Ning grabbed Li Song's hand and comforted him.
"Moreover, you are not fighting alone. Master Ouyang's family, Uncle Yaxi, and I will all fight side by side with you."
Zhang Fan patted Li Song on the shoulder.
Li Song glanced at Zhang Fan, then at Xiao Ning, and nodded heavily.
"By the way, Xiao Ning, Lao Li told me that you have something to tell me. What is it?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"During the days when I was in coma, I once had a dream. I dreamed that you and the leader of the underworld, the Northern Fengdu Emperor, were sitting opposite each other, playing Go.
Moreover, they were still chatting and laughing, but I didn’t hear clearly what they were talking about.”
Xiao Ning said.
Hearing Xiao Ning's words, Zhang Fan looked thoughtful. Unexpectedly, he also appeared in Xiao Ning's dream, and even played chess with the leader of the underworld, the Northern Fengdu Emperor.
"Eh?
How do you identify the person who played chess with me, Emperor Fengdu of the North?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"I have him in the memory of my previous life."
Xiao Ning replied, "So, I knew who he was as soon as I saw him."
Zhang Fan nodded, and then asked: "What does this great emperor look like?"
"The features are delicate and the eyes are beautiful. The whole person gives people a sense of elegance, which is somewhat inconsistent with the gloominess of the underworld. He looks very sunny."
Xiao Ning replied.
"Mr. Zhang, were you also a person from the underworld in your last life?"
Li Song answered.
"no."
Zhang Fan replied with certainty. As a soul healer, Zhang Fan could clearly feel the difference between his body and soul and those of Ou Yinuo, Uncle Yaxi and Xiao Ning.
"Then why did Xiaoning have such a dream?"
Li Song scratched his head.
"I don't know that either."
Zhang Fan replied casually, and then continued, "Xiao Ning, you should have a good rest and contact me if you need anything."
"Well, okay, Mr. Zhang, you just got off the plane and you should be quite tired. We won't let you eat. You can go back and rest."
Xiao Ning said.
Zhang Fan nodded.
After returning home, Zhang Fan washed up and went to bed to rest. He woke up at 5:30 in the afternoon. When Zhang Fan was about to order takeout, he received a call from Ouyang.
"Hello……"
"Xiaofan, do you have any plans for the evening?"
"No arrangements, what's wrong?"
"My wife and my son are back. They picked wild vegetables from their hometown and made wild vegetable dumplings and big steamed buns. You are a young person and your taste is different from that of us older people. I'm afraid you won't like it. I started by saying
I didn’t plan to call you, my wife asked me to ask.”
Ouyang said.
"I'll be there soon..." Zhang Fan said with a smile, "As long as there is something to eat, I don't have to choose. Besides, I also like to eat steamed buns stuffed with wild vegetables."
"Okay, then we're in trouble here."
Ouyang smiled.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan drove to Ouyang's house, where Ouyang was playing with his son's toys in the living room.
"Hello, uncle..." Ou Yinuo said in a sweet voice after seeing Zhang Fan.
"Hello, Yinuo..." Zhang Fan smiled.
"Yinuo, do you know the Great Emperor Fengdu of the North?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"I know..." Ou Yinuo replied.
Hearing Ou Yinuo's words, Zhang Fan and Ouyang looked at each other, and then Zhang Fan continued to ask: "Have you seen him?
In other words, do you have any impression of him?"
"Yes, I have……"
"So what does he look like?"
"He is very handsome, handsome and elegant. On the surface, he does not look like someone from the underworld."
Ou Yinuo replied while fiddling with the Rubik's Cube in his hand.
Zhang Fan nodded. This appearance was similar to what Xiao Ning described as the Northern Fengdu Emperor.
"Xiaofan, why do you ask this?"
Ouyang took the words and asked, "What happened?"
This time, Zhang Fan no longer hid anything from Ouyang and told Ouyang exactly what happened to Xiao Ning. Now that all the circumstances were found out, it was time to tell Ouyang.
"What does the Illuminati Sect want to do?"
Ouyang frowned.
"have no idea."
Zhang Fan shook his head, and then said, "By the way, the leader of the Guangming Sect is a member of the Hanyuan tribe. The Hanyuan tribe members in the Golden Triangle area have already moved to the Guangming Sect."
"That means it's the Hanyuan clan who are targeting Yinuo and others who were from the underworld in their previous life?"
Ouyang answered.
"The Hanyuan clan has a grudge against your grandfather, and they are targeting people who were in the underworld in the previous life. Could your grandfather have some connection with the underworld?"
Later, Ouyang made his speculation again.
Hearing Ouyang's words, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, which provided him with a new idea.