Chapter five hundred and thirty third virtual constant
Hearing Huang Qingyun's words, Zhang Fan was slightly startled and took a look at Huang Qingyun. Huang Qingyun had always been timid and was very afraid of evil things. He suddenly wanted to practice Xuanmen magic. It can be seen that this family relationship
How powerful is the power.
While Zhang Fan was deep in thought, Huang Qingyun asked anxiously: "Brother Fan, is this okay?"
"Aren't you afraid of ghosts?" Zhang Fan looked at Huang Qingyun and asked teasingly.
"I'm not afraid anymore!" Huang Qingyun shook his head vigorously, "Brother Fan, is this okay?"
"What's wrong with this? I'll also find you a master. You've also met your master, who is Yan Dong." Zhang Fan said.
Zhang Fan had previously asked Fang Haoming to choose whether to practice Taoism or Feng Shui. Fang Haoming chose to practice Feng Shui, so he became a disciple of Old Man Ouyang. Zhang Fan had previously greeted Yan Dong and asked Yan Dong to make preparations.
The next step is to let Huang Qingyun directly worship Yan Dong as his teacher.
"Sure! Thank you, Brother Fan! When will I go to meet my master?" Huang Qingyun said impatiently.
"Yan Dong is at home now. If you feel your body allows it, you can go find him now." Zhang Fan said.
Hearing this, Huang Qingyun's eyes lit up slightly and said: "Then let's go right away!"
Looking at the enthusiastic Huang Qingyun, Zhang Fan was too embarrassed to refuse, so he simply said: "Okay, let's go there."
Hearing Zhang Fan agreed, Huang Qingyun nodded excitedly.
Then, the two of them walked outside, and soon they arrived at Yan Dong's home. Zhang Fan introduced Huang Qingyun's situation to Yan Dong. Yan Dong was a little surprised. He also knew that Huang Qingyun, a fat boy, was a little scared.
Evil things, now he has to cultivate Tao Qi, maybe he was stimulated by something, but Yan Dong happily agreed.
Zhang Fan watched the two people hold an apprenticeship ceremony, and Huang Qingyun was very eager to practice. After Huang Qingyun completed his apprenticeship, he started practicing with Yan Dong.
When Zhang Fan was leaning on the sofa and playing with his cell phone, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Xiao Chong calling.
Could it be that there was something wrong with Wang Fang's mother's surgery? This was Zhang Fan's first thought.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan quickly picked up the phone and asked directly: "Hey, is something wrong with Wang Fang's mother?"
"No, Mr. Zhang, Wang Fang's mother's surgery has been completed and it was very successful." Xiao Chong replied on the other side of the phone.
"That's good." Zhang Fan also relaxed, "Team Leader Xiao, did you call me for anything?"
"Mr. Zhang, didn't you ask me about Qingming Fruit yesterday? My friend who knows about Qingming Fruit has come back and is next to me now. If you have time, come over because he
I received a new mission and will leave tomorrow." Xiao Chong said.
Hearing Xiao Chong's words, Zhang Fan was stunned and sat up, "Send me a seat and I'll be there right away."
After Zhang Fan hung up the phone, he left Yan Dong's home, took a taxi, and went straight to the location Xiao Chong sent him.
Xiao Chong lived in an apartment allocated by his work unit. Zhang Fan came directly to the door of Xiao Chong's room.
“Dong dong dong…
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Zhang Fan knocked on the door gently.
"Here we come." Xiao Chong's voice came from inside the house.
After a short time, the door was opened.
"Mr. Zhang, you are here..." Xiao Chong said politely. At this time, Xiao Chong was beyond words to express his gratitude to Zhang Fan. If it weren't for Zhang Fan, things would not have gone so smoothly for Wang Fang and Wang Fang's mother.
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Zhang Fan looked at Xiao Chong and nodded with a smile, and then asked softly: "Where is your friend?"
"It's right in the house." Xiao Chong pointed to the house, "Please come in quickly..."
After Zhang Fan entered the house, he first looked around. The house had one bedroom and one living room, and it was well decorated. From this, it can be seen that the treatment in Xiao Chong's unit was pretty good.
Finally, Zhang Fan turned his attention to the monk who was sitting on a wicker chair and wearing a gray monk's robe. He looked about thirty-five years old.
This monk is about 1.75 meters tall and of medium build. He has Buddhist beads hanging around his neck and rosary beads in his hands. He has a beard like Lu Zhishen's and looks quite rugged.
After seeing Zhang Fan, the monk stood up on his own initiative, clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha".
"Hello, Donor Zhang." Then the monk continued.
"Hello." Zhang Fan replied gently.
"Everyone, please sit down, don't stand." At this time, Xiao Chong said.
After hearing Xiao Chong's words, Zhang Fan and the monk sat down.
Through Xiao Chong's introduction, Zhang Fan learned that this monk's Buddhist name was Xu Heng, and he was a real monk disciple.
Zhang Fan had met two monks when he went to Jiguan Mountain before, but these two monks only practiced Kung Fu in the Shaolin Temple, but they were not real monks.
This was also the first time that Zhang Fan met a real monk disciple, a Buddhist. In fact, Zhang Fan was quite surprised. He really didn't expect that the friend Xiao Chong mentioned was a Buddhist.
"Master Xu Heng, I heard Xiao Chong say that you know something about the Qingming Fruit. I need a Qingming Fruit and I hope to get some information from you." Zhang Fan said bluntly.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Xu Heng smiled slightly and said: "Okay, Donor Zhang, I will tell you the information I know about Qingming Fruit."
"Three years ago, my master and I went to South China Province to perform rituals for a wealthy family in order to save the souls of the dead. By chance, I heard news about the Qingming Guo in that wealthy family's home. They were just ordinary people, not Taoist or Buddhist or religious people.
I am a member of a miscellaneous sect, so I don’t know that what they are talking about is the Qingming Fruit. I only found out through their description of the characteristics of the Qingming Fruit.” Xu Heng explained.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan nodded slightly.
"There is a Nanwa Territory in Nanwa Territory, South China Province. Nanwa Territory is actually a wild mountain. According to the big family, on the highest peak of Nanwa Territory, there is a green dark fruit tree growing on the branches of the green dark fruit.
A green dark fruit tree hangs on it.
You also know that although the Qingming Fruit is a treasure, it is useless to people from other sects except those in the Xiangmen Sect. My master has a friend who is also a person in the divination lineage. My master owes him
As a personal favor, we went to find the Green Underworld Fruit. Actually, we wanted to pick off the Green Underworld Fruit and repay the favor that my master owed me.
After learning about this situation, my master and I went to Nanwa Ling. We also climbed to the highest peak of Nanwa Ridge. After reaching the peak, we did not see the Qingming fruit tree, let alone
Qing Ming fruited, and at that time my master and I were both disappointed and puzzled." Xu Heng said.