Ever since Wu Fan came to the underworld, he always felt like there was a black fog hiding in his mind. When he doesn't think about it, the black fog will become calm. Once he turns his attention away, there will be waves and waves wherever he goes, making it difficult for him to grasp.
Now that the black fog was passively stirred up, some clues were revealed for the first time. Although Wu Fan was uncomfortable, he didn't want to miss this opportunity. He suppressed the feeling of fainting and let Azhong continue to speak.
But Azhong opened his mouth, but felt a little embarrassed and asked: "But brother, I only know so much..."
"Can you see the face of the guy who killed me... No... I mean, have you seen the face of the guy who killed me?" Wu Fan endured his headache and asked through gritted teeth.
"Well... I was too far away at the time, so I didn't pay attention..." At this point, Azhong suddenly slapped his head, "Oh brother, why did I forget this! Although I didn't see this person's appearance , but I picked up something!"
"Thing? What thing?" Wu Fan caught the new information and asked hurriedly.
"It doesn't look like anything important, it's just a dark yellow bead..." Azhong recalled.
"Beads..." Wu Fan immediately understood what he said and murmured: "No wonder sand poison appears for no reason... But why does this earth spirit bead appear here..."
"Brother, what did you just say?" Wu Fan's voice was very weak because of pain, but Azhong didn't hear what he said clearly.
"Nothing... Then let me ask you, what did you do with this bead later?"
"Oh... although this thing looks very rare, it was left by someone else after all, so it is really not easy to keep it as my own. But when I came back to my senses, I had lost track of it, so I could only temporarily keep it. I keep it with me, thinking that if someone has the opportunity to find out about it in the future, I can return it." Azhong explained.
"What!" Wu Fan was shocked when he heard this, "Then do your family and friends have the same abnormal situation as you?"
Seeing Wu Fan's nervous expression, Azhong hurriedly explained: "Brother, don't be nervous. That bead just looks weird, but it doesn't pose any threat!" According to Azhong, in order to investigate the bead, more or less of his men I had some contact with him, but no one was in the same situation as me later.
"Really..." Wu Fan still remembers that the Earth Spirit Pearl disappeared together with another Zhao Xiaozhong...that is, Zhao Xiaoyi. Could it be that Zhao Xiaoyi has been killed and the Earth Spirit Pearl has fallen into the hands of others? But...he clearly remembered seeing Zhao Xiaozhong again before his death...
The more Wufan thought about it, the more headache he got. He felt like there was a chaos stirring in his brain behind his eyes, making him feel dizzy.
But at this moment, a bell rang, helping Wu Fan to stand upright, dispelling the pain that penetrated his heart and bone.
"Boy, why have we discussed this matter for so long? I didn't ask you to force him. Let him decide whether to stay or go!"
"Senior..." A voice in his ear made Wu Fan wake up completely. He thanked him secretly, and then took Azhong back to the old man's room.
Before entering the room, Wu Fan had already made an agreement with Zhao Xiaozhong, so when the latter came back this time, he knelt down in front of the old man with a plop: "Senior, Azhong is willing to stay with you."
The sudden situation shocked the bystanders in the room, but the old immortal said excitedly to the table next to him: "Player, look what I'm saying, this little friend Wufan just decided I took this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes to clean him up, and now he’s back to settle the bill!”
At this time, the old man was nodding slightly and looking at the thick-browed man in front of him, but he didn't hear the old immortal's words, otherwise he might have to teach him a lesson again.
The speaker has no intention of listening, but Wu Fan also had a thought when he heard the word "repay the debt": "Thank you senior for saving your life! I got a treasure by chance in the Vientiane Market before, so I want to use this as a reward. I hope senior Don’t dislike it!”
Hearing this, everyone's pupils widened, and the old immortal even exclaimed: "Little friend Wufan! That's 80 million long-term gold! 80 million! Don't spend impulsively!"
Wu Fan just smiled faintly: "Of course I know that this dead gas bottle is worth a lot of money, but I also know what kind of disaster this thing has caused! If I continue to carry it with me, I'm afraid that the disasters in the future will not be as bad as this! Anyway, this thing It didn't belong to me in the first place, so it would be better to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha and give it to someone more worthy of entrustment."
"Oh? Are you really willing to give up such a precious thing?" The old man said with a calm expression, half-smile but not a smile.
"Money is nothing more than external things, let alone a windfall..." Wu Fan smiled, and without hesitation, he reached into his arms, but the more he searched, the more anxious his face became: "Dead gas bottle! What's wrong with the dead gas bottle?" Gone?"
Wu Fan frowned and suddenly remembered that he had seen a figure before he fell into coma. Could it be that that person was not here to save him, but for this dead gas bottle?
"Don't panic, kid. I kept that precious thing of yours when I was healing you..." As he said that, the old man turned out a box with his bare hands. "To be honest, I did spend a lot of medicinal herbs on you." , but it’s far less than the price of this thing. If you regret it, it’s still too late.”
"It's okay, it's okay!" Wu Fan saw the box in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, senior, since I have already spoken, I won't think twice about it, so senior, please take back this dead gas bottle! Also, we have been delayed here for too long, if seniors have nothing else to do, we will leave now!"
"Confused! Confused!" The old immortal was very unwilling and beat his chest and stamped his feet in the spiritual yin rod.
"Hahaha... So it seems that the old man has taken advantage of you..." The old man laughed, then pointed forward, and saw a gap appeared strangely in front of his eyes, "In that case, everyone We can only meet again by fate."
"Thank you so much, senior benefactor! Thank you so much, senior benefactor!" They were about to leave when they saw him, and several people in Feng Pocket also thanked him again and again.
"Brother! Take care!" Azhong and Wu Fan have only been in contact for a short time, but the relationship between them is quite deep, and they felt a little disappointed for a while.
"Azhong, just practice with peace of mind. Don't worry about me." Wu Fan smiled, then folded the tablecloth, held the Lingyin Rod and stepped into the gap.
"The boy's move of leaving the Five Elements Cauldron in your body was really bold, but now it seems... it's not a wrong thing..." After the people in front of him left, the old man murmured.
"Senior, what did you say?"
"It's nothing..." The old man smiled faintly, and then suddenly looked at Zhao Xiaozhong: "Boy, do you know why I want to keep you?"
Zhao Xiaozhong shook his head repeatedly: "Forgive me for being ignorant..."
"Actually, I don't know..." The old man narrowed his eyes, and then continued: "But you have to remember, as long as you are willing to obey me, sooner or later it will come in handy."
Zhao Xiaozhong's eyes flashed: "Junior, please keep this in mind."
"Come with me..." the old man said, and when he knocked on the table, he saw a door appearing on the wall next to him.
Although he was used to seeing the old man's incredible behavior, Zhao Xiaozhong was still a little shocked. He thought that the mechanism here was so obvious that no one had noticed anything...
When he saw the old man turning around and leaving, Zhao Xiaozhong was about to pick up this treasure worth 80 million long-term gold and send it to the old man. But when he reached out, he found that the box was empty.
"It's just an empty box, let's just leave it alone." The old man didn't care.
"But senior..." Zhao Xiaozhong did feel unworthy for Wu Fan at first, but the situation in front of him made him inexplicably feel sorry for the half-ruined medicinal herbs and the old man in front of him...
"Don't worry, this thing has indeed been here before..." The old man glanced at the box and said calmly: "It's just that it should go to where it should go now..."
In the night, a white shadow flashed across the magnificent hall like a swimming dragon. Although the arrival came with a strong wind, it did not disturb the swaying light and shadow, and the gentle singing...
Under the light singing and dancing, there are pieces of silver beads scattered randomly. They splash into the soil, adding fragrance to the decay that can only be brewing with color.
The scent of flesh-colored wine has essentially turned into a dense mist, making it almost impossible to open your eyes. You can only look through a pair of hazy drunken eyes, pretending to be awake in the dream world.
The light and shadow faded away, and the singing stopped abruptly, leaving only a piece of mist still swaying across the city.
The man sitting on a piece of Nuan Yu finally noticed something was wrong. He shook off Nuan Yu and kicked his feet, and a three-foot cold light flew up from the wine channel in front of him: "Who is it?"
As he spoke, he thrust the cold light forward, and saw the white jade on the ground cracking forward and being swallowed up in the mist in front of him...
"You're okay, Brother Wang?" The white mist dispersed, and the figure in white finally appeared in front of him.
"Bai Ruolan?" Seeing the figure in front of him clearly, the man's face was full of shock, "Impossible! You have obviously... No! You are pretending to be a ghost! Who are you?"
"It seems that I have been away for so long that even Brother Wang can't recognize him..." The visitor chuckled, "I wonder if Brother Wang still remembers it, but I said I would come back."
"Brother, listen to me, we all had misunderstandings before... Come and sit down here, brother." When the man saw the red plum blossoms on the white clothes of the visitor, he naturally knew that the visitor was evil, and hurriedly took the three-foot sword Penetrating the red pillar beside him, he stood up with his hands behind his back.
"Really?" The man in white was smiling, but he slowly emerged from the mist. He was playing with something in his hand, a dark jade bottle.
"But Brother Wang... I still have something to say."
"My dear brother, it's okay to say so!"
"Our identities are very different. We really shouldn't be so close."
"Hahaha, what are you talking about, my dear brother? Although I hold a high position, I always only sit half of my body. The other half is reserved for my dear brother! My dear brother, come quickly!" The man urged in the gentle spring breeze. .
"Brother Wang, don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant." The person said as he walked forward.
"Oh? Dear brother, please tell me..." As the man spoke, he turned slightly and saw a flying knife slipping out of his sleeve.
"What I mean is, Brother Wang, you are not worthy of calling me by my name, so... you'd better call me the Human Emperor of the Central Region!"
