Just when Zhang Fan and Sun Tang thought there was a problem, another figure walked out of the corridor. This figure was slightly stooped, with a shaved head, reading glasses, and a coarse cloth. Although it looked like
He looks a bit old, but his whole person gives people a feeling of high energy.
Zhang Fan's eyes were fixed on this figure for an instant. The next moment, his eyes were full of shock, and he subconsciously shouted, "Grandpa..."
Yes, this person is none other than Zhang Fan’s grandfather, Zhang Yuan.
The corners of Zhang Yuan's mouth were slightly raised, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.
I saw Zhang Fan running quickly in the direction of Zhang Yuan, hugging Zhang Yuan, and complained somewhat: "Grandpa, why did you leave without saying a word? You should have told me!"
"It's all Grandpa's fault. Grandpa should tell you that Grandpa is in a hurry and has to go do something. Now, when he comes back from doing things, he will come to find you." Zhang Fan gently stroked Zhang Fan's back and comforted him.
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Later, relatives of Yan Dong, Old Man Ouyang, Fang Haoming, and Xing Wanqing appeared in the square one after another.
At this time, everyone was chatting eagerly with their relatives, and Zhang Fan was chatting with his grandfather like everyone else.
During the conversation, Zhang Fan's mind also flashed doubts, why are everyone's relatives here, whether they are dead or not?
However, because his grandfather Zhang Yuan kept talking to him, his thoughts were interrupted and he had to continue chatting with his grandfather.
About five minutes later, Zhang Fan saw that Zhou Xing and Chu Liansheng, who were the first to contact their friends and relatives, had fallen asleep next to their relatives.
Before entering the corridor, several people had just finished practicing, and it had only been about an hour since they entered. Why did they fall asleep again? Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case.
At this time, Zhang Fan also felt sleepy.
"Go to sleep if you feel sleepy. Go to sleep." Zhang Yuan looked at Zhang Fan with kind eyes.
Zhang Fan glanced at the other people again, and everyone else was leaning beside their relatives and fell into a state of chaos.
Zhang Fan once again glanced at the sleeping Chu Liansheng and Zhou Xing. When he glanced at the positions of the two people's Yintang, his heart was slightly shocked, because he saw that there was a dense mass of light in the Yintang position of the two people.
The black energy condenses, and the flow speed of this black energy has become extremely slow, and death may occur at any time!
A sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart.
The next moment, Zhang Fan suddenly turned around, turned his gaze to Zhang Yuan, and asked: "Grandpa, look at that person."
With that said, Zhang Fan pointed at Sun Tang, who looked confused.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Yuan asked.
"He is a mandrill, he practices demon energy, and he can also use the magic of spirits, but why can't he be a spirit from his appearance? Why is there no mark of a spirit appearing in his Yintang position?" Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Yuan and asked.
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Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Zhang Yuan frowned slightly, and after about a minute, he still didn't give Zhang Fan an answer.
"Grandpa, what on earth is going on? Please tell me." Zhang Fan said.
Zhang Yuan laughed dryly and said: "This... this... I'm not sure either."
Zhang Fan fights
After taking a look at Zhang Yuan, a look of suspicion appeared on his face. Grandpa once said to himself that in this world, whether it was a matter in Xuanmen or a miscellaneous sect, there was nothing he didn't know about. Why did Sun Tang
, so you stumped grandpa?
"Grandpa, do you know why those dead people came back to life?" Zhang Fan asked, pointing to the two monks and Qin Ling.
Zhang Yuan glanced at the three of them, shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. Grandpa didn't know, and he didn't even ask about the process of the matter.
"Grandpa, do you know how Zhou Xing's friend Zhang Feng survived?" Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Yuan and asked.
Zhang Yuan answered happily and said: "I know that the person who opened the coffin was not him, but someone else. He took advantage of others to open the coffin and crossed the corridor with the corpse."
"How did you know?" Zhang Fan asked immediately.
"Zhang Feng said it himself just now." Zhang Yuan responded subconsciously.
"But when Zhang Feng said this, you had not yet entered the square." Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Yuan and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"This..." Zhang Yuanqiang forced out a smile.
The next moment, Zhang Fan stood up slowly, no longer paying attention to Zhang Yuan, but walked towards the direction of Chu Liansheng's parents.
"Young man, you are here..."
Seeing Zhang Fan approaching, Chu Liansheng's parents took the initiative to say hello to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan looked at the two of them and smiled slightly, trying to wake up Chu Liansheng.
"Young man, Lian Sheng has just gone to bed. Otherwise, please don't disturb him." Chu Liansheng's father said.
Zhang Fan sneered, "You want to take his life while he's sleeping, right?"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the corners of the old couple's mouths twitched slightly, and Chu Liansheng's father said: "How is it possible? He is my son, how could I kill him? Young man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk.
Nonsense!"
Zhang Fan ignored Chu Liansheng's father and directly slapped Chu Liansheng on the shoulder.
Under Zhang Fan's retake, Chu Liansheng suddenly woke up, opened his sleepy eyes, looked at Zhang Fan in front of him and said, "What's wrong? Mr. Zhang."
"I have something to tell you." Zhang Fan said.
Chu Liansheng shook his head quickly and woke up. Then, he stood up and followed Zhang Fan towards the center of the square, which was the direction of the crystal coffin.
"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?" Chu Liansheng looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"Look, almost all of our close relatives have gathered here. I feel like something is wrong." Zhang Fan said bluntly.
Chu Liansheng glanced at everyone, and then nodded heavily, "I feel like there is something wrong."
"However, I feel the anger of people from my parents. They are real people. In addition, all their behaviors are too similar to my parents. They are my parents, and there is nothing wrong with that.
." Chu Liansheng looked back at his parents again.
Zhang Fan did not answer Chu Liansheng's words, but changed the subject, seemingly asking a question that was impossible to answer: "I am a member of the prime minister's sect, and I can tell whether a humanoid creature is a human or a human from its appearance.
Spirits in the realm of transformation, and people like you, who are from the sect and Old Man Ouyang's Feng Shui lineage, you all have your own ways to distinguish people from spirits. Judging from Sun Tang's appearance alone, he is just an ordinary person.
He has no obvious characteristics of a spirit. It was only after he used the evil spirit in his body that I realized he was a spirit."