After hearing Wang Laosan's words, Zhang Fan and Fang Yan looked at each other. The wine jar was really exposed on purpose.
"Continue." Zhang Fan said.
"Didn't you come here this morning? He said that after he finished something, he asked me to call him and tell him that this is his phone number." Wang Laosan took out his mobile phone and pointed to a mobile phone number.
Zhang Fan wrote down his mobile phone number.
"Do you know anything else?" Zhang Fan continued.
"I don't know about the rest. My use value is limited, and it's impossible for him to tell me important things." Wang Laosan replied.
"Little sir, I've told you everything I know. It's time for you to fulfill your promise. Do I have any children?" Wang Laosan looked at Zhang Fanda expectantly.
"You have a daughter." Zhang Fan replied.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Wang Laosan's face showed a touch of ecstasy, and then he saw him grabbing Boss Liu's shoulders and said excitedly: "Not only do you have a daughter, I also have a daughter, I also have a daughter
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"I know, I know..." Mr. Liu laughed, and Mr. Liu was also happy for Wang Laosan. The two have been drinking friends for many years, and they still have feelings for each other.
Fang Yan looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "Mr. Zhang, what should we do next?"
"Judging from the symptoms of Lao Wu, he was obviously harmed by an evil spirit and became like this. However, we have not found this evil spirit so far. We can only find this middle-aged Taoist priest first," Zhang Fan said.
At this moment, Wang Laosan turned his attention to Zhang Fan and asked, "Sir, do you know where my daughter is now?"
"I can't see that." Zhang Fan replied.
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Wang Laosan's face showed a hint of disappointment.
Zhang Fan ignored Wang Laosan and directly picked up his cell phone and dialed a number. The call was quickly connected.
"Yawen, where are you now?" Zhang Fan asked, Zhang Fan called Li Yawen.
"I'm at home, Mr. Zhang." Li Yawen replied.
"I have something to ask you for help with," Zhang Fan said bluntly.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Li Yawen said.
"I want you to help me check the location of a mobile phone number." Zhang Fan said.
"Mr. Zhang, please send me the mobile phone number you need to check." Li Yawen said, "I will go to the police station immediately to check this mobile phone number."
"Okay, I'll send this mobile phone number to your WeChat. Once you find the location, tell me immediately." Zhang Fan said.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang." Li Yawen said.
Afterwards, the two hung up the phone.
About twenty minutes later, Zhang Fan's WeChat notification rang. It was from Li Yawen. The content of the message was a location.
Zhang Fan turned his attention to Fang Yan and said, "Let's go!"
Fang Yan left Wang Laosan's house with Zhang Fan without any hesitation.
"Go to the cemetery in Wangegezhai Village." After getting in the car, Zhang Fan looked at Fang Yan.
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Fang Yan stepped on the accelerator, and the car jumped out.
After the car entered Wangegezhai Village, Zhang Fan looked at Fang Yan and said, "I have spirit stones on my body that can hide my strength. I'll go over and take a look first. You wait for me at the entrance of the village. We can contact you at any time."
"Okay, Mr. Zhang." Fang Yan said.
subsequently
, Zhang Fan got out of the car, activated the zhenqi in his body and walked quickly towards the cemetery. In about seven or eight minutes, Zhang Fan arrived around the cemetery. Zhang Fan saw from a distance that there was a road in the middle of the cemetery.
The black figure, this black figure, seems to be practicing martial arts, using various moves.
Zhang Fan glanced at the location on his phone and found that it matched the figure. From this, it seemed that this person should be the middle-aged Taoist priest.
Zhang Fan watched the middle-aged Taoist priest finish his last move. Just as he was about to step forward, Zhang Fan felt a powerful soul energy envelope the entire graveyard of Wang Gezhai.
Immediately afterwards, a cloud of black smoke condensed above the middle-aged man's head, and from the black smoke came a vicissitudes of life and cold voice, "You have done everything you should do."
Hearing this vicissitudes of voice, the middle-aged man was startled, "My lord, doesn't it take at least two months for Old Wu to completely complete the transformation?"
"I thought it would take two months, but now it doesn't need to." The vicissitudes of life boy continued.
"Why?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Because of a magic weapon, and because of the suppression of this magic weapon, Old Wu transformed into what I wanted in just one day." The vicissitudes of voice rang again, "Now your mission is completed.
, you can also hit the road."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately changed his expression, and then quickly knelt down on the ground and said: "Lord, I don't want to die, I want to continue to serve you, and you promised me before that you were
If I finish this matter successfully, will you forgive me for my previous mistakes?"
"I promised you, but now it seems that the completion of this matter has nothing to do with you." The vicissitudes of voice continued.
"Lord, you can't say that. Without that magic weapon, the plan I arranged would be so perfect. The evil old lady took the blame, which is enough to deceive those people in Xuanmen. I did this very well."
The middle-aged man said, "You can't bury my achievements because of that magic weapon."
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the black figure pondered briefly, and then said: "In this way, I will give you another task. As long as you complete this task, I will spare your life."
"What mission?" the middle-aged man answered quickly.
"Take the bowl that belongs to the Jinfeng Sect from He An's hand and send it back to the Jinfeng Sect." The vicissitudes of voice sounded again.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan frowned slightly. It seems that the owner who made the vicissitudes of life has a lot to do with the Jinfeng Sect.
"My lord, aren't you making things difficult for me?" A trace of embarrassment appeared on the middle-aged man's face, "He An had already handed over the bowl he snatched from Yu Jie to the sect. How could I get it from the Tian Sect?"
Take the bowl from your hand?"
"If you want to live, just do this. If you don't want to live, I can send you on your way now." The vicissitudes of voice rang again.
"This..." The middle-aged man's face was full of embarrassment.
"Okay, then I'll do it!" Finally, the middle-aged man agreed. After all, he wanted to live.
"I'll give you half a year." The vicissitudes of life's voice sounded again.
Then, I saw the vicissitudes of sound coming from
The black smoke dissipated instantly, and the rich soul energy that shrouded the entire cemetery gradually dissipated.
"Why……"
The middle-aged man looked at the place where the black smoke dissipated and sighed heavily.
During the conversation between the two, Zhang Fan was still far away, but with Zhang Fan's powerful spiritual sense, he heard what the two said.