The black-haired woman blushed and quickly lowered her head.
On the other hand, a woman in purple clothes not far from her looked at Chen Fan boldly, with a faint smile on her lips.
"Strange."
He withdrew his gaze. He was not surprised that a woman was looking at him, because everyone was looking at him at the moment.
But for some reason, he had a strange feeling. He couldn't tell what was strange, but it was just different from other people's eyes.
"Is it my imagination?"
He muttered inwardly.
The enthusiasm of the crowd really made him unable to resist. After saying something to Chen Guodong, he quickly chased in the direction where Zhang Ren left.
"Hey? Why is Brother Fan gone?"
Wang Ping said doubtfully.
"I must be thin-skinned, I'm sorry." Zhao Feng said, with a look of envy in his eyes.
How great it would be if I could be like Chen Fan and become a hero in the village.
Of course, just dreaming is not enough, you have to work hard.
"Probably he went to find Uncle Zhang. I think the direction he went in was the direction Uncle Zhang left."
"Then what are we waiting for? Come over quickly."
"But..." Someone looked at the prey with a look of reluctance on his face.
"Oh, let's go." The companion next to him dragged him away and muttered: "I can't do without you, and it's not so fast. It'll be good to come back later."
"Did he notice me?"
Meng Yu's heart was beating hard, and the blush on his face didn't go away for a long time.
"No, no,"
She shook her head, as if to get rid of these thoughts, and then her brows furrowed.
According to the scene in the dream, the hunting team should have returned in the evening today, and there were not many prey. But in reality, they came back with so many Steppenwolf carcasses. What on earth is going on?
If I remember correctly, this is the first time in seven or eight years that my dream has gone wrong, right?
But my sister said that their dreams are infallible.
No, that's not right.
Suddenly, her eyes widened, and Chen Fan appeared in her mind. She knew Chen Fan and knew that he was Chen Guodong's son. But a month ago, in her dream, there was no one in the hunting team that went out today.
There is no such person as Chen Fan!
That’s right! Eight people! Only eight people! Not nine!
Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Also, that is to say, is this person from outside the dream? Changed what should have happened? How, how could this happen? My sister didn’t seem to have said that this would happen?
What on earth is going on?
…
Zhang Ren limped forward. Suddenly, his ears twitched and he stopped and said, "Why are you following me? Are you not used to the feeling of being held up by stars?"
The corner of Chen Fan's mouth twitched slightly. He found that Uncle Zhang was a bit in need of a beating.
Just like at this time, when you know you are coming, wouldn't it be better to turn around and talk?
I complained in my heart, but I still said respectfully on the surface: "Well, I'm really not used to it."
"Haha."
Zhang Ren turned around and laughed twice, "What's wrong with this? Many people want to get this kind of treatment, but they don't have the chance..."
At this moment, there was a burst of footsteps. Wang Ping and others also followed, and they all started talking, nothing more than Brother Fan, wow, that’s amazing, Brother Fan, you are my idol.
Something like that.
"Okay, okay."
Chen Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked at Zhang Ren and said, "Uncle Zhang is talking to me."
"Cough cough cough."
Several people coughed quickly, looked up at the sky or looked down at their shoes, as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Ren was no longer surprised and looked at Chen Fan and said: "I just said that many people who want this kind of treatment have no chance, including them."
"Ah? What opportunity?"
When Wang Ping heard this, he immediately became excited and stretched his neck to ask.
Chen Fan was speechless and thought to himself, do you really think these are good words?
Upon seeing this, Zhao Feng quietly pulled Wang Ping's clothes, and the latter retracted his stretched neck.
"It's a good thing that you have this mentality."
Zhang Ren then said in a serious tone: "On the road to martial arts, there is no room for pride and complacency. Otherwise, you will develop a lazy mind and lead to stagnant cultivation. By the time you wake up, it is often too late."
"Uncle Zhang said that."
Chen Fan took a deep breath.
The other party's words may not sound nice, but they are good words.
In fact, he has not slacked off at all, but it is not wrong to correct some problems and encourage others.
"There are still things about today."
Zhang Ren looked at him and said: "You did really well. Even if I were there, I would probably give up instead of taking a roundabout way to catch the opponent off guard. From this point of view, you are already far ahead of me." p>
Wang Ping and others behind him immediately started breathing rapidly. Did you hear that right? Uncle Zhang can actually praise others?
Chen Fan's pupils couldn't help but dilate, but he knew that there would definitely be a but behind him.
"But,"
Zhang Ren said with a serious expression: "If this happens again next time, I hope you won't show off. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens. What will happen if you don't kill enough Steppenwolves as quickly as possible?"
?"
"Yeah."
Chen Fan nodded honestly and said: "Uncle Zhang, next time, I will be more calm."
"As long as you can keep it in mind." Zhang Ren nodded, "No matter what time it is, preserving life is the most important thing. As for the prey, it doesn't matter even if it is gone, you can leave the green hills without fear of running out of firewood." p>
Chen Fan listened and sighed inwardly.
He is not just for prey. If you don't shoot ferocious beasts, you won't be able to gain experience points. Without sufficient experience points, the skill level will increase faster than ordinary people, but it will also take days or even weeks.<
/p>
In the wilderness, a camp surrounded by a three- to four-meter-high earthen wall really couldn't give him much sense of security.
"This kid still didn't listen to what I said."
Zhang Ren sighed inwardly. At his age, he was more rebellious than this kid. He thought he had some abilities and no one took him seriously.
If this were not the case, it would not be...
"Okay, let's stop here."
He himself felt bored, "There is still some time before lunch. When we get to the warehouse later, you can practice Tai Chi for me."
"Okay, Uncle Zhang."
Chen Fan agreed, but frowned slightly.
His Tai Chi style has already reached level 3. It would be too scary if he performed it normally. Moreover, as long as you get started with this Tai Chi style, you can learn Tai Chi, and there is no need to reveal your true level.
The only thing we can do is control it a little bit.
However, even so, after arriving at the open space of the warehouse, Zhang Ren's face still showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Even with the guidance of a famous master, it takes a month for a martial arts practitioner to get started. This is still fast. For the truly one-of-a-kind, it may only take half a month, but in one day? What the hell is it that you can get started with Tai Chi in one day?
This kind of speed was simply unheard of in the martial arts world more than ten years ago! Could it be that after the mutation, not only the upper limit of human beings, but also human understanding has been improved?
Isn’t that right?
He glanced at Wang Ping and others not far away. Are these people still just as stupid?
"Uncle Zhang," Chen Fan said in an anxious tone, "Did I not do something well enough?"