At 5:30 in the morning, Shenxiu drove exhausted and arrived at Qianyue's family land.
Zhao Fan and Ji Lan put their arms around each other, smelling of alcohol, and helped each other enter the magic circle with the former.
That night, they had foot massages, sexy Madou dancing, and drinking and reveling almost like an emperor. The bottles of famous wine on the floor of the top box were almost piled up. Even now, they were still a little unfinished.
Then, before even entering the room, he fell asleep on the square.
Until noon, the sun shines brightly.
Zhao Fan woke up with stinging eyelids. He opened his eyes and saw that all the girls were sitting around on chairs, looking at him scrutinizingly.
"There are flowers on my face?" Zhao Fan was puzzled.
Lin Qianqian snorted and threw a small mirror over, "See for yourself."
Zhao Fan took the photo and was extremely embarrassed. There was a big red lip mark on the left side and three on the right side!
Shi Qi asked contemptuously: "Tell me the truth, we agreed to go to Xiao's house last night. Haha, are you going to Yanliu Alley to hang out?"
"No, I didn't." Zhao Fan said as he looked around, looking for Shenxiu and the young prince, but saw no sign of them, so he asked the girls where they were going.
Xiao Diao chuckled and said, "The young prince went back to the Zhennan Palace after he woke up. As for the big bald man, he was grinding his face with sandpaper in his courtyard and repenting to the Buddha. You were the only one sleeping soundly."
"..." Zhao Fan raised his hand to face the sky, then he looked in the direction of Lin Qianqian, and said righteously: "My head is really pure at night. As the saying goes, the mud is untainted. If I were not a boy now, I would like to There was thunder and lightning.”
The sky is cloudless.
Zhao Fan smiled and said: "Look, God can prove it to me."
"The mud is not stained? How do you explain that face?" Lin Qianqian said lukewarmly: "There are flowers at home but we have to pick wild flowers. Huh... If you don't write a 10,000-word self-reflection letter, we will not forgive you. Yours, moreover, cannot be repeated in one sentence.”
Zhao Fan's heart collapsed. This time it was tragic. Xiao Qishao had arranged for a lot of beauties to serve them in the big box. In addition, he drank a little too much. He didn't know when his face was attacked by a sneak attack. It was very innocent.
Facing the murderous looks of the women, they all wanted to fight for Lin Qianqian's injustice.
He sighed secretly: "Oh... forget it, if you can't explain it clearly, just write it."
In this way, Zhao Fan spent an afternoon and presented the 10,000-word self-reflection to Lin Qianqian. After reviewing it, she nodded with satisfaction: "Don't do this next time. Even if you don't do anything, the impact will not be good. There is no such thing at home." ?I usually pretend to be a gentleman, but I go out to have fun."
"As ordered." Zhao Fan raised his hands in surrender. He simply wanted to have fun together before parting with the young prince. This situation was worthy of him getting drunk, so he did not use the power of Long Yang to dissolve the alcohol. The result would have been better, if he had known better. So, I just stayed up all night, and when I woke up, I checked it from beginning to end and then came back!
Next, everyone had dinner. Zhao Fan emptied out all the things of Jialan Xumiyu. After they packed up the boxes, Feng Qingcheng drove them to the airport. Zhao Fan followed them and paid attention to Xiu Xiu alone. Repent in the clan house.
Soon after, we arrived at the airport.
When passing the security check, Zhao Fan held Lin Qianqian in his arms and whispered in her ear: "The next time I go to Jiangbei, it will be the time to pick flowers."
"Who will pick it for you? It's a dream."
Lin Qianqian reached out and pinched the soft flesh around his waist, then kissed him for dozens of seconds, then let go and said, "Remember to take care of yourself when you are out there and don't lose weight. Also, don't let that big bald head lead you away."
"Yeah." Zhao Fan smiled and waved.
"Zhu Tou, let's go first." Shi Qi said with some reluctance: "As long as I am here, they will be safe and sound."
"It feels like I'm about to die." Zhao Fan spread his hands helplessly.
Xiao Diao came up and asked for a hug. Huangfu Qing hesitated for a moment and did not come forward. He just said through the air: "Brother, come on."
After seeing off the girls, Zhao Fan and Feng Qingcheng returned to the car outside. He put his hands behind his head and said with a smile, "Qingcheng, my ears are finally quiet."
"Brother Fan is right." Feng Qingcheng curled his lips. If it were any other man, he wouldn't be able to get this kind of blessing even if he broke his head. Do you still dislike it?
Zhao Fan took a palm-sized vial, stuffed it into her pocket and said: "With this bottle of blood, you can apply a few drops between your eyebrows every time you practice. After seven days, you will be able to step into the realm of a master. It will take about a month." After painting it, it will be at least the middle stage of Grandmaster."
"Oh?" Feng Qingcheng was so shocked that the car almost drove into a tree. After adjusting the steering wheel, she asked blankly: "What is that?"
"Buddha said, don't say it."
Zhao Fan smiled slightly. What he gave to the other party was about one hundred milliliters of fetal blood.
Nowadays, Feng Qingcheng has been stuck as a half-step master for a long time, and has already had enough foundation. What is lacking is the understanding of the Tao, and the fire is not enough. Although her martial arts is different from the one contained in Xiao Xuan's body, the same is true for the young prince.
But there are three thousand avenues, different paths leading to the same goal. The Tao of Daotai's blood can help Feng Qingcheng and the young prince understand the Tao. It's like similar questions in mathematics. Using an example, people who don't know how to answer it can try to answer it correctly. .
However, the difference between Tao and Tao is far more complicated than similar questions. You must also have an understanding of Tao, otherwise, it will be like a heavenly book in front of you.
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One day later, on a bus in Yangzhou Province.
"Brother Zhao, there are so many places in China, why come to Yangzhou?" Shenxiu asked confused while eating potato chips.
"This is God's will."
An enigmatic smile appeared on Zhao Fan's face. He would never say that he struggled with the map of China until midnight last night, and finally decided to go to Yangzhou by throwing his shoes. Not only that, the toe of his shoe happened to touch the map. Go up to Guangling in Yangzhou.
If Shenxiu found out about this, he would definitely have to complain to him to death...
Twenty minutes later, we arrived at Guangling, a small town with a long history.
With a foodie by my side, the first thing I did was to raid the food court. I did nothing but eat in the afternoon, and it was getting dark.
Zhao Fan and Shenxiu came to the hotel to stay. He was in his room, holding the Guangling map he bought, taking off his shoes and throwing them away again with his eyes closed. The village under the jurisdiction of the town of "Shatou" is Xiaohongqiao Village.
"Awkward, Brother Shoe, couldn't you just leave it on the streets in the city?" Zhao Fan didn't want to go to a remote village, so he decided to leave it again.
Three seconds later, the shoe fell again, and the main body was pressed against other towns. But when he squatted down and looked at the gap in the toe of the shoe, he was stunned. It was Xiaohongqiao Village again!
"..."
Zhao Fan was speechless. Could it be that there was really God's will in the dark? After careful consideration, he rolled up the map and put it in the Jialan Sumeru Jade. He thought that there should be a good fortune in that place, but he didn't know whether it was big or small.
This is because the lineage of Great Creation usually does not point to one place for no reason when making passive choices, not to mention that it led Zhao Fan to Xiaohongqiao Village twice in a row.
Zhao Fan picked up his new phone, chatted with Lin Qianqian on WeChat for a while, and then fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Zhao Fan kicked open the door of Shenxiu's room, called him up to wash up, had breakfast, and then chartered a taxi to Xiaohongqiao Village in Shatou Town.
Before I got off the car and entered the village, I heard exciting and cheerful music, played by about six or seven musical instruments, such as suona, trumpet, flute, muffled horn and so on.
"That Tianzun Wuliang is worthy of being the Heavenly Master born in the 1990s." Shenxiu gave a thumbs up and said: "I don't know why there are so many villages but I chose Xiaohongqiao Village. I met the funeral organizer as soon as I arrived."
"Ahem..." Zhao Fan smiled awkwardly and said: "The tone is not that sad. This is a funeral. Let's go. Maybe we can have a meal."
"If you don't eat it, you won't eat it even if you kill me." Shenxiu resisted instinctively and said, "If you are not a relative or a relative, you will be unlucky no matter how delicious it is."
"You can eat for joy and mourning."
"real?"
…
Zhao Fan and Shenxiu entered the village while chatting and inquired with an old man who was sunbathing outside. Only then did they find out that the girl from the village chief's family died in a car accident outside.
The old man hit the stone in front of the door with his crutch again and said angrily: "Nonsense, nonsense!"
Zhao Fan and Shenxiu looked at each other, this was indeed nonsense, it was too abnormal...
Funerals are held for old people who have lived long enough and have never been sick, but a young girl who died unexpectedly is held for a funeral?
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