According to Zhang Shancui, the underground spring is somewhere under Heihu Cliff. When the spring water flows down from the mountain, it all flows into a large bottomless hole. It is estimated that there is an underground river.
Why is it said to be rumored? Because Zhang Shancui has never been there, Haishan told him.
"Senior, are you sure you remember the name Ruidiquan correctly?" Ding Fan asked quickly.
"No, all the water has disappeared there. Isn't it just a spring entering the ground? I thought for many years that that place was named after the sea and the mountain!"
Mentioning Haishan, Zhang Shancui's tone became unkind again, complaining, "I really like you as a child, why do you mention that damn ghost when I am happy!"
"I was presumptuous. I shouldn't have disturbed my seniors' rest by making phone calls at night." Ding Fan apologized quickly.
"It doesn't matter, the little stone is still here!"
Ding Fan was in a daze. Judging from this, the old man often spends the whole night hanging out with the old lady, which is really too much.
Zhang Shancui's next words made Ding Fan unable to face it, "Little Shitou is very good to me. We are both helpless and ready to get married..."
Hey hey! Ding Fan pretended that the signal was not good and hung up the phone.
Shi Shengdan is not helpless. If he wants to marry, he must obtain the consent of his son and daughter-in-law. Even if Qiuyan and his wife are very liberal, they may not agree to his father marrying an old lady who is older than himself!
Seeing Ding Fan's grimace, Wu Yahuan inquired curiously. She also knew about Hai Guanghui's affairs. When she learned that the old lady was going to marry the old man, she immediately laughed so hard that she wiped her tears several times.
"You're still laughing. When I see Sister Qiuyan in the future, you think I'm teasing you!" Ding Fan frowned.
"Otherwise, how about you explain that it was just a coincidence?" Wu Yahuan gestured, "You met her and said, oh, I have a relative who happens to live above your old man. Haha, will she believe it?"
Zhang Shancui would occasionally be confused, but Shi Shengdan lived a very clear life. If he could stay together for warmth and have someone to rely on when he was old, Ding Fan wouldn't be able to care about him.
Driving into the vast sea and sky, I met Wu Weiqiang.
Her face is rosy, her eyes are bright, and her mouth is always filled with a satisfied smile. She is in a particularly good state of mind.
"Haha, I came just in time, the tea has just been prepared." Wu Weiqiang warmly invited Ding Fan into the room, but Wu Yahuan was left behind.
"Second brother, don't you need to greet your sister?" Wu Yahuan protested.
"Little sister, please!" Wu Weiqiang made an invitation gesture, which made Wu Yahuan even more pleased. It had been a long time since he had laughed and talked with his brother like this.
There are books everywhere on the sofa, coffee table, and dining table, and they are all open and being read.
"Biochemistry", "Gene Code VIII", "Microscopic Superpowers", etc., are all professional books, many of which are in foreign languages. Ding Fan gave a sincere thumbs up and asked, "Second brother, do you study these at home?"
"Yes, I have already started research on life powers. I have found this information and got a lot of inspiration, but I still haven't found a clue." Wu Weiqiang said.
Demonstrating supernatural powers from a scientific perspective is also what Ding Fan hopes to see.
Wu Yahuan was not interested in reading and studying. He picked up the snack box and picked out a cookie to eat.
Afterwards, Ding Fan felt Wu Weiqiang's pulse. He couldn't help but look startled, and he changed his hand to feel the pulse again with uncertainty. Wu Yahuan was even a little nervous. He quickly pushed the snack box aside and held his breath waiting for the result.
Wu Weiqiang was very calm. Not only did he look calm, his pulse was also stable, and he didn't feel any disturbance in his heart.
After feeling his pulse, Ding Fan cupped his fists and said, "A pile of soil can turn into a mountain. My second brother didn't pay in vain. He already has true energy in his body, earlier than I expected. I admire you!"
Wu Weiqiang is not surprised. His body knows it best. What’s more, he has already noticed it after taking the body-strengthening pill. “It turns out that this breath is true energy. But it always hits the meridians in a chaotic manner, which is not pleasant. I have to suffer a little.
I'm not afraid, it's just that it delays my practice and I can't concentrate."
"The accumulated reserves are still not enough. You can treat them as if they don't exist. Keep your mind on the Dantian and continue to practice and accumulate. When the accumulation is thick and thin, the meridians will naturally flow smoothly. At that time, the whole body will be in harmony, which is beyond description in words." Ding Fan encouraged.
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"Okay!" Wu Weiqiang nodded happily.
Wu Yahuan was quite depressed. He practiced kung fu earlier than his second brother and was stronger physically, but he had not made any progress. He only blamed himself for not living up to expectations, not sleeping at night, not waking up in the morning, and not being diligent enough.
"Congratulations, second brother." Wu Yahuan said sourly.
"Haha, my little sister brought me good luck." Wu Weiqiang said fondly.
"That's right!" Wu Yahuan finally smiled, remembered something, and asked: "Second brother, what are the wingers doing here?"
Wu Weiqiang paused briefly and said disapprovingly, "He is my elder brother-in-law, and we had a good relationship before."
The answer is wrong!
Wu Weiqiang didn't want to say it! But Wu Yahuan was not satisfied with the answer and warned, "Second brother, the winger is a person on the scene and has a lot of authority. You have to be careful."
"I have my own rules, little sister, don't worry." Wu Weiqiang waved his hand, unwilling to continue this topic, and asked Ding Fan how to coordinate sleep and practice. Sometimes he would sit until dawn, but sometimes he would fall asleep unknowingly.
No matter which method, in the final analysis, it is to allow the body to effectively relax and rest. If the foundation is not deep, of course you will fall asleep. Over time, it will be detrimental to the lumbar and cervical spine.
Ding Fan had no reservations and shared his practice experience with Wu Weiqiang, and the two had a very interesting conversation.
In the evening, Ye Duckweed had to be treated. Ding Fan and Wu Yahuan said goodbye and left. Wu Weiqiang, who was still not satisfied, sent them to the car and welcomed them to come often.
Returning to Fuyunju, in the insulated lunch box on the table, there was a late-night snack that Ye Duckweed had prepared for the two of them in advance, a portion of wontons for each person. The soup was clear and the wontons were white, making them very appetizing.
Next to the thermos box are freshly made spicy oil seasonings, etc.
After drinking tea all night, Ding Fan was also hungry. After washing his hands, he sat down to eat. It was stuffed with fresh meat and shrimps, which was not unusual, but the taste was indescribably refreshing. Ding Fan and Wu Yahuan both drank their food in one breath.
Eat all the portion.
"Sister Ye's craftsmanship is really good. It would be great if she could stay here for a long time." Wu Yahuan tried her best.
"She's not our nanny, it's not fair." Ding Fan wiped his mouth and burped.
"What if she wants to stay?"
This time, Ding Fan understood. In fact, he didn't want to be like this. When he returned home, he would find a room full of cleanliness and fragrant food. But Fuyun Residence was in the name of his master. Ding Fan lived here to ensure safety, not to enjoy.
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"Let's see how the treatment goes first!"
Ding Fan was vague, and when the time was up, he walked into the room and started treating Ye Duckweed again. The whole process went smoothly, and he did not waste too much energy to interfere with the dream, and it only ended in an hour.
This phenomenon is very similar to the situation that has not been interrupted before and the condition continues to improve. However, Ding Fan is not optimistic. Ye Duckweed is seriously affected by the nightmare. Clearing the nightmare requires a process. It is definitely abnormal to go too fast.
"Xiaofan, is Sister Ye getting better soon?" Wu Yahuan also discovered this.
"Not yet." Ding Fan shook his head.
"Don't be in a hurry, take your time." Wu Yahuan secretly laughed, it's okay if it can't be cured, and he makes delicious food every day!