Ye Fan was stunned and opened his eyes suddenly. The three golden ancient Chinese characters in his mind immediately disappeared, and the golden light dimmed immediately.
"Why is it gone again?"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, feeling uneasy.
He had never encountered anything like this before, and he didn't know what those three golden characters were.
"Oh my god, am I hypnotized? Or am I poisoned?"
As soon as the idea came to Ye Fan, he immediately broke into a cold sweat.
He quickly ran to the kitchen and checked all the ingredients, but found no signs of poisonous products.
As for the hypnotic hallucination, he even used the special illusion interpretation method of the Eagle Special Team, but it still had no effect.
"what is going on?"
After working for almost an hour, Ye Fan was almost scared out of his mind.
During this hour, he tried to practice the Eagle Qi Gate, but as soon as he started breathing, the three golden inscriptions would pop up in his mind.
He could only see but not touch. Although he didn't feel anything strange and his body and mind were more flexible than usual, Ye Fan was still very scared.
After all, who knows what those three characters in gold mean? What if it explodes?
Mmp, I don’t want to have a dog leash for no reason!
After struggling all morning, Ye Fan was dripping with cold sweat and did not dare to move. It was not until Dong Yuejun came back from outside with his children that he calmed down a little and forced himself to calm down.
He doesn't dare to have any luck now, and he doesn't even have the thought of sleeping.
You know, he knows a special Qi training method that can automatically enter the state of breathing and practicing even while sleeping.
Although dying in sleep is a stress-free way to die, Ye Fan doesn't want to die.
It took such a long time to finally be reborn, and then die like this. Isn’t that the most useless way to die in the history of rebirth?
Dong Yuejun returned to the bedroom with his two children and whispered: "There is no food at my aunt's house today. My aunt asked us to go to her house for dinner... Ye Fan, why do you look so bad? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No, no." Ye Fan forced a smile, "I feel pretty good."
"You're sweating!" Dong Yuejun quickly put his hand on Ye Fan's forehead, felt the temperature, and frowned slightly: "It's not that your head is hot, Ye Fan, why don't you sleep a little longer, and I'll give it to you later."
You bring back some food."
"Sleep again?" Ye Fan quickly shook his head, "Sleep enough, sleep enough, let's take a walk, why not go to my uncle's house for dinner? Don't make people wait too long, it's rude."
With that said, Ye Fan got out of bed, held a child in one hand, and walked straight out of the room.
Dong Yuejun was baffled and always felt that Ye Fan was a bit weird.
Yiyi hugged Ye Fan's neck and asked in a low voice: "Daddy, are you sick?"
"No, dad is in good health!" Ye Fan chuckled, looking very embarrassed.
Yiyi curled her lips and hummed: "You are just sick! Daddy, are you afraid of being spanked by the nurse sister? It doesn't matter, Xue Yiyi gritted her teeth and it was over in no time."
Ye Fan agreed a few times and took the two children to his uncle's house.
My aunt cooked a table of delicious dishes, and my uncle even opened a bottle of good wine.
Ye Fan was worried and had no appetite when eating. After a few words of persuasion from his uncle, Ye Fan gave up and gave him a hard fight over liquor.
As a result, after having lunch at around three o'clock and downing three pounds of liquor, Ye Fan actually had no trouble at all. Instead, his uncle, an old drunkard, vomited several times and fell unconscious on the sofa.
My aunt couldn't say anything, so she could only let them drink. Dong Yuejun took the children out to play halfway through the meal, and there was nothing she could do to dissuade them.
When my mother and father came back, they saw that my brother-in-law's house was in a mess and they got angry on the spot.
Thinking back to the beginning, Ye Fan was harmed by drinking and gambling. Now it is not easy to change his gender. How long ago did he fall back on the same old path? How could his parents not be angry?
"Ouch, Mom, please be gentle."
Ye Fan was carried out of his brother-in-law's house by his mother's ears, and it was useless to intercede with him.
My mother was so angry that she shouted loudly: "Ye Fan, didn't you promise us not to drink?!
Usually you drink one or two glasses, so I just turn a blind eye! But what happened to you today? You dared to drink several kilograms of liquor. What do you want to do!"
"Mom, Mom, I drank a few pounds, but I'm not drunk!" Ye Fan was about to cry but had no tears.
What the heck, no matter how great your drinking capacity is, one and a half kilograms is enough.
But today he was drinking with his uncle and drank more than three kilograms. Not only did he not get drunk, but he became more energetic.
He felt that what he drank was not wine, but stimulants!
My mother smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body and yelled through gritted teeth: "How dare you say you're not drunk?!"
Ye Zhonghua was also livid with anger. He put his hands behind his back and shouted angrily: "Drunk people say they are not drunk. Don't I know you?!"
"Dad, Mom, I'm really not drunk." Ye Fan broke free from his mother's claws, jumped to the side with a grin on his face, and ran around the yard for several times without even breathing.
"Look, I'm really not drunk."
Generally, people who drink too much will have irregular heartbeats even if they climb two floors, let alone running.
Dad usually drinks, and he immediately noticed that Ye Fan showed no signs of being drunk except that he smelled heavy.
"Did you not drink it and poured it all down?" Dad frowned and asked: "Bad boy, your uncle buried those wines in the ground more than 20 years ago. Now you can't even buy them in the market, but you actually bought them all.
Ruined?"
"It won't work if I drink it, and it won't work if I don't drink it. Will you let me live?" Ye Fan spread his hands with black lines on his head.
"Dad, Mom, my uncle's wine was not wasted. It's just that I didn't drink it. It felt like I was drinking water."
Ye Zhonghua didn't believe it, so he clasped Ye Fan's wrist and felt his pulse was slow and steady. He didn't want to drink at all.
My parents looked at each other, then stopped pursuing Ye Fan's drunkenness and asked him to help clean up his aunt's house.
My aunt waved her hands quickly, but my mother was firm.
Ye Fan and his uncle had a big drink, and he was fine, but he got his uncle drunk and made the house a mess.
The mother is determined to let Ye Fan take the blame!
With that said, my mother took my aunt away and told Ye Fan to clean up before she could come back.
Ye Fan had no choice but to find a mop to clean the house.
He tidied up the kitchen, washed the dishes, cleaned up the filth caused by his uncle's vomiting, and then carried him back to his room to sleep.
After finishing, Ye Fan lit up a cigarette and thought carefully about his situation.
The bottles of wine that my uncle collected were very ferocious. Logically speaking, the most he could hold was more than a kilogram, so he would definitely have to pour them out.
But now that I have lost three pounds, nothing happens at all. This is very unscientific!
"Could it be related to those three words in my head?"
Ye Fan frowned, looked at his uncle sleeping soundly on the bed, and fell into deep thought.
"Damn it, if a person dies and a bird looks up to the sky, he will not die for tens of thousands of years! If I don't understand what those three words are, will I never practice cultivation in this life?"
Ye Fan clenched his fists fiercely, locked the door of his uncle's room with his backhand, walked straight into the bathroom, closed the door and windows, and sat cross-legged on the toilet.
"breathe……"
As Ye Fan activated his energy, the lines of his muscles slowly began to move.
In his mind, three ancient Chinese characters shined with dazzling light.
These three characters were so unique that Ye Fan couldn't recognize any of them.
He clearly remembered the shapes of these three characters, immediately stopped practicing, took out his mobile phone and surfed Baidu.
"Oracle bone inscriptions, hieroglyphics?"
The results came as a surprise to Ye Fan.
The emergence of oracle bone inscriptions in China has a history of nearly four thousand years, and can be traced back to the Shang Dynasty.
But why did these three words from thousands of years ago suddenly come into my head?
Suddenly, Ye Fan had an idea and quickly took out a small handkerchief from his pocket.
Opening the handkerchief, there were several broken jade pendant pieces inside.
When Ye Fan was practicing in the morning, he found that the broken dragon jade in the imperial mausoleum was broken, and his original uneasy mood became more overwhelmed.
Now that I think about it, is there any connection between the three-character bronze inscription and this broken dragon jade?
"Human, Qi, God..."
Ye Fan looked at Broken Dragon Jade and murmured softly.
These three characters represent "man", "qi" and "god" in hieroglyphs respectively!
However, Ye Fan didn't understand what these three words meant at all.
"No matter, let's practice first and then talk."
Ye Fan calmed down, put away the fragments of the jade pendant, and entered the cultivation state again.
Three golden words appear in my mind.
As Ye Fan exhaled and inhaled, the light of the golden characters gradually became intertwined with light and dark.
At the same time, the energy in the body gradually solidified, the rhythm of the muscles became more flexible, and the consciousness in the mind became extremely clear.
"Um?"
Ye Fan was suddenly stunned.
"What's going on? In just a few minutes, I feel like I have a new understanding of my abilities!"
Although his strength has not increased, his energy reserves, which have grown by leaps and bounds recently, have solidified and are no longer as unstable as before.
The storage and transmission of force by muscles also become stronger, stronger and more sensitive.
As for his mind and consciousness, needless to say, even three kilograms of white wine can't drink him down. It's like the cells in his brain have been injected with chicken blood, and his senses are particularly clear.
As the practice progressed, the shapes of the three golden characters became more and more vivid. Ye Fan seemed to have opened a pair of high-power lenses in his mind, and the visual distance between them kept getting closer.
"Hey, there are many grooves on the surface of these gold characters!"
Ye Fan suddenly discovered something strange.
These three golden characters are not just words, they are like a large frame made up of countless parts.
Ye Fan wanted to get closer and observe carefully, but his head suddenly hurt, his facial features involuntarily tingled, and his energy became very irritable.
"Nima!"
Ye Fan quickly regained consciousness, and when he touched his nose, mottled blood overflowed.
He was shocked and immediately stopped the energy surging in his body. He ran to the mirror and took a look. He saw that his ears were red, his eyes were bloodshot, his lips were white and his nose was stained with blood.
The originally delicate and strong face suddenly became withered, as if he was seriously ill.