In the dark night, two gorgeous carriages slowly drove out of the bustling Shelley City like ghosts. This city is the nearest transportation hub to the mysterious Dead Swamp. Located between the two is a forest composed of not tall trees. There is a winding path in the forest for business travelers and mercenary warriors traveling between the two places.
On the carriage in front, Chu Ping looked indifferent, waving the whip in his hand gently, controlling the speed of the carriage, steady and not too slow. In the carriage, Zuo Shi and Wu Yunlian let out low laughter from time to time. They seemed to be relaxed along the way and always spent their time in laughter.
In the carriage at the back, Han Feng and Ku Long were sitting in front of the carriage. They occasionally talked to each other, but most of the time, the two of them tensed their nerves and stared around vigilantly, as if they had never had a moment. of laxity.
In the carriage, Chen Fan sat quietly, as if he was out of tune with the world. There was no expression on his face, and his eyes were deep and mysterious, making him unpredictable.
For more than ten days, Chen Fan seemed to be immersed in the carriage. Except for basic meals and excretion, he almost never left the carriage. Whenever night falls, he will face the car window alone, thinking deeply and frowning, as if he is troubled by great troubles.
Late at night, two carriages stopped by a clear creek in the jungle. Zuo Shi and Wu Yunlian got off the carriage gracefully, washed their faces along the river, and drank water. Soon, they returned with clear water, but found that the Chen family's carriage was silent and there was no movement at all.
"What is that guy doing?" Wu Yunlian stared at the Chen family's carriage in confusion, confusion written all over her beautiful face. "I rarely saw him leave the carriage along the way. Except when he came out to eat, he almost kept himself inside the carriage. Every time he came out, he seemed restless, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem."
"He is just a weirdo." Zuo Shi nodded in agreement, "Those researchers who are obsessed with ancient books are always a little weird. I really don't know what is in his head."
Wu Yunlian smiled sweetly and said charmingly: "Xiao Shi, let alone him, this guy is indeed a bit different. Which of the young men who walked with you in the past didn't stick to you like flies? And this Chen Fan, however, has made a 180-degree turn. Ten days have passed and he doesn’t seem to have even looked at you, and he doesn’t even bother to get out of the carriage. It’s really rare to see you.”
"Ignore him, he is just a weirdo." Zuo Shi was stunned. After Wu Yunlian said this, she realized that Chen Fan's behavior was indeed a bit abnormal. However, although his attitude confused her, she couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity.
Zuo Shi, a woman who values both beauty and intelligence, is well aware of her own charm. She is not narcissistic, but the frequent advances from the young men around her make it impossible for her to ignore her attraction. She is confident and independent, but she can't help but be confused when faced with Chen Fan's coldness.
Chen Fan is in his youth and should love worldly prosperity. Why is he so different and willing to close himself in the carriage? Zuo Shi was puzzled and couldn't help but feel curious. What kind of secrets does this mysterious Chen Fan hide?
No matter which woman faces this situation, she will feel a little aggrieved. Zuo Shi was no exception. While she was confused, she also felt a little aggrieved for herself. She was wondering why Chen Fan was so cold to her. Was she so annoying?
"Give me some water." Chen Fan's indifferent voice suddenly came from inside the carriage. Zuo Shi was stunned for a moment, then widened his eyes and looked at Wu Yunlian and Han Feng who were walking slowly. In the past two days, they had been bringing him water, but he still went his own way. The world in the carriage seemed to have nothing to do with him.
Han Feng looked at Zuo Shi, smiled, and said, "Sister, my young master is thirsty. Can you give him some water?" Zuo Shi glared at him and snorted: "Let him come down and get it by himself." She I feel a little unfair in my heart. This Chen Fan is bored in the carriage every day, and he is not afraid of making himself sick. She couldn't help but wonder, what was this weirdo thinking?
Kulong smiled awkwardly and walked towards the carriageway: "Master Fan, Miss Zuo asked you to go down and drink water."
"oh."
Chen Fan responded lightly, slowly pushed open the curtain, and walked out of the car with a haggard look. His expression was dull, and his eyes showed deep confusion, as if he was still looking for a solution to something.
Without thinking much, he walked slowly to Zuo Shi's side, grabbed the bag of water in Zuo Shi's hand, raised his head and drank it hard. After drinking, Chen Fan handed the water bag to Zuo Shi, who was full of anger, turned around and walked towards the Chen family's carriage, muttering to himself: "Why does this water still have a fragrance? It's really strange..."
"Chen Fan!"
Zuo Shi's face turned red and she shouted angrily: "The water bag you are holding belongs to me! It does not belong to your Chen family!"
Chen Fan was startled by her scream, and immediately woke up from the state of the ancient art of life and death that was deep in his mind. He looked at her strangely and said, "What does this have to do with it?"
"Xiao Shi just drank from this water bag. Haha, it naturally has a scent." Wu Yunlian smiled sweetly and added: "Maybe there is saliva from the corner of Xiao Shi's mouth in the water you drank."
"Aunt Lian!" Zuo Shi blushed with embarrassment and stamped her feet: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Ku Long and Chu Ping were stunned for a moment, with embarrassed expressions on their faces, which made them look quite funny. Even Han Feng, who had always been cold and arrogant, couldn't help but secretly raise his head and cast his eyes here, seeming to be full of curiosity about this farce.
However, after a brief surprise, the three people quickly regained their composure, pretended that nothing had happened, and concentrated on the matter at hand. They didn't seem to hear Wu Yunlian's words, nor did they notice the blush on Zuo Shi's face.
Chen Fan immediately noticed the embarrassment, but deliberately pretended to be confused, with a smirk on his lips: "It's okay, I've always been informal, so I won't dislike your dirty saliva."
After saying that, Chen Fan turned around gracefully, returned to the carriage without fear, and never showed up again.
"Grrrr! Grrrrrrrr!"
Wu Yunlian laughed so hard that her plump breasts trembled with laughter. She suddenly felt that Chen Fan, who she thought was boring, actually had an interesting side. His occasional words can make people laugh.
Zuo Shi froze on the spot, his eyes widened. It took him a long time to suppress the anger in his heart and spit out: "Chen Fan, you are such a bastard!"
"Uncle Han, the time has come, we should set off." Chen Fan calmly ordered in the carriage.
"Oh." Han Feng's mouth curved in a strange way, and he turned to Ku Long beside him and said, "The time has come, we have to hit the road."
The Chen family's carriage slowly started amidst the sounds of children playing, passing by the Zuo family's carriage for the first time, and gradually drifted away.
Zuo Shi stood there alone with a rosy face. She glanced at Wu Yunlian, then at Chu Ping who lowered his head and said nothing, and said angrily: "What's so funny! It's not interesting at all! You guys are so boring!"
After the words fell, Zuo Shi quickly got into the car as if running away, and said angrily: "Uncle Ping, drive quickly! I want you to hit the Chen family's carriage and let that guy know how powerful I am!"
Chu Ping was stunned and looked at Wu Yunlian helplessly.
Wu Yunlian smiled and shook her head, followed her into the carriage, and said comfortingly in the carriage: "Okay, Xiaoshi, that guy didn't mean it, don't be the same as him."
"That's too much! You actually said... about me..." Zuo Shi muttered in anger, but couldn't say anything. She clenched her fists and swore secretly in her heart that she would make that guy pay the price.
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Chen Fan just laughed off this episode and didn't take it to heart. His current thoughts are all focused on practicing in the carriage.
In the corner of the carriage, he frowned, leaning against the carriage board, with strange runes shining in his eyes. These runes are as bright as stars, flickering as if they are looking for something.
In his mind, the ancient formula of life and death swirled rapidly, surging like a tide. During these days, Chen Fan devoted almost all his energy to the comprehension of this ancient technique.
No matter when, he never stopped for a moment. While eating, his mind was still working continuously, deeply understanding the cultivation method of life and death in one thought. He has fallen into a state of obsession, like a madman.
This is Chen Fan's character. Once he makes up his mind to do something, he will devote himself wholeheartedly to it, focusing all his energy on one task, and even going crazy. His perseverance is firm and will not be shaken by external factors.
His many years of military career have taught him a truth: Only by immersing yourself in it can you achieve the ultimate in something. Now, it is with this attitude that he devotes himself to the cultivation of the ancient art of life and death, pursuing the ultimate in martial arts.
A thought about life and death! A thought about life and death! These words echoed in his mind like a curse. Now, he only has one thought in his mind, which is to go all out and understand the cultivation method of life and death in one thought as quickly as possible.
He looked forward to truly mastering this trick before stepping into the Dead Swamp. In this way, his chances of survival in the swamp will be greatly improved, and he will have more opportunities to find things that are beneficial to him.
At this time, Chen Fan sat quietly with his eyes closed, relaxed his body and mind, and carefully reflected on the insights he had gained during this period. After a long time, his mind moved, and the vitality in his body slowly flowed, rising from his lower abdomen and gradually pouring into his right arm.
This vitality slowly gathered in the arm and gradually condensed. Wisps of vitality gathered on an arm, making his right arm crystal clear, and even the bones and blood were clearly visible, as if his skin had become transparent.
Chen Fan didn't notice anything strange about his arm. He closed his eyes and meditated, and based on what he had learned during this period, he tried to activate the energy condensed in his arms. When he felt his right arm slowly expand, his heart was stricken, and the vitality in his arm suddenly surged into the palm of his hand like a frenzy!
"Chi chi chi!" A breeze blew by, and five wisps of crystal vitality emerged from Chen Fan's fingertips like lightning. They dance on the fingertips like elves, changing shapes from time to time, but they can never break away from the shackles of the fingers and leap away.
Chen Fan widened his eyes and looked at the five life-like vitality on his fingertips, feeling both happy and helpless in his heart. Fortunately, he has finally mastered the method of condensing vitality; unfortunately, he has not yet truly understood the essentials of life and death cultivation. All this is still far from what he expected.
He frowned and said to himself: "There must be something wrong somewhere. This is not the feeling of success in practicing Shengyin. What is wrong?" There was a trace of confusion and persistence in his tone.
As he muttered to himself, the energy in his fingertips gradually dissipated and reintegrated into his body. Chen Fan's eyes became more determined. As if possessed by a demon, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the practice of life and death, trying to uncover the secrets.
In the endless exploration and practice, Chen Fan gradually ignored the noise around him and immersed himself in the world of cultivation. He hopes that during this arduous journey of cultivation, he can find his own path and finally master the power of life and death.
