Zhou Fan opened his eyes and saw Gui Feng standing beside the bed.

"Afan, half an hour has passed." Gui Feng reminded softly.

Zhou Fan sat down and said, "Mom, I understand."

"Afan, are you going out?" Gui Feng asked with concern.

Zhou Fan did not hide it, Gui Feng did not ask too much, but said, "I have made some Huo Pork rice for you. You will come out to eat later. You can do it with enough food."

"Thank you, I'll go out to eat later." Zhou Fan said with a smile, and Gui Feng turned around and went out.

Gui Feng left, and Zhou Fan found the illusory green porcelain bottle shrouded in gray mist from the pillow.

Zhou Fan easily reached out to grab the green porcelain bottle and solidified it.

Zhou Fan opened the bottle plug and smelled a fishy smell. He hesitated for a moment, but he raised his head and poured the medicine from the green porcelain bottle into his mouth.

The sour and weird medicine slid into his stomach from his throat. A cold air rose in Zhou Fan's abdomen. The cold air quickly wandered all over his body, as if chasing something.

Zhou Fan stood up. As the cold air wandered, he felt his stomach turn around, and he couldn't help but lower his head and vomit.

First, bitter water flowed out of the mouth, and soon a ball of something spit out through the throat.

Then the lights in the room saw a finger-long green worm falling on the ground. The round and fat green worms were struggling and shaking on the ground, and there were ten pairs of light red tiny insect feet on the insect body.

This was obviously a black sheep larvae. Zhou Fan crushed the worm with a cold face.

He found daggers and some medicine powder again, and these things were prepared by him after he became the deputy captain.

Zhou Fan held the dagger in his left hand in the direction indicated by the fog, enduring the severe pain of the skin and flesh being cut open. He took out a blood-red talisman paper from his wrist that was only as thick as his fingers and two fingers long.

Zhou Fan threw the blood-red talisman paper on the table, sprinkled with medicine powder first, and bandaged the wound. The talisman paper was just buried on the surface of the skin, so the wound was not deep. With his strange physique that he healed quickly, the wound could soon heal itself.

Zhou Fan's eyes were slightly cold. The talisman paper was buried in his wrist and was not eroded by blood because the talisman paper was made of special material. However, after he woke up, he did not notice any abnormalities in his right wrist. That night, his parents did not notice that his body had talisman paper and black sheep larvae implanted.

Obviously, Zhang He spent a lot of effort. This Zi Sensing Talisman is harmless to his body, and it would be fine if he didn't take it out. However, Zhou Fan didn't want Zhang He to know his movements, so of course he had to take it out.

Zhou Fan wiped off the blood from the talisman paper, revealing the original light yellow color of the talisman paper. He placed the talisman paper on the pillow before leaving the room.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Zhou Yimu in the hall saw Zhou Fan's right arm wearing a ephedra bandage, and a little bloody color was seeping out of the bandage. He was stunned for a moment and asked with concern.

Zhou Fan shook his head and said that he had scratched it on purpose, and there was nothing serious. Zhou Yimu saw that Zhou Fan was unwilling to explain in detail, so he did not ask again.

Guifeng came out of the kitchen with a tiled basin and brought the rice to the rice. When she saw Zhou Fan's arm was injured, she also asked a few questions with concern.

Zhou Fan just smiled and said it was okay. He picked up a bowl of rice with a bowl of rice with a fragrant bean leaf. It was the most common meal in ordinary families in the Great Wei Dynasty.

Zhou Fan smelled the scent of the rice that was thumping in the nose, mixed the thinly sliced ​​bacon and slapped it with chopsticks. After eating three large bowls in a row, he put down the bowls and chopsticks and stopped.

My parents kept looking at him, their faces were filled with worry. They knew that Zhou Fan was going to kill Zhang He, but they didn't ask, afraid that Zhou Fan would kill Zhang He and were worried about them.

Zhou Fan said calmly: "Dad, during the period when I was away, you guys will take you outside and hide, and don't stay at home."

Zhou Yimu said: "Don't worry, we will take care of ourselves. Once you leave, I will take your mother to find a ruined house to hide for a night. There are many abandoned houses in the village. It is not easy for them to find us. You should take the man there, and we won't be able to use it either."

Zhou Fan shook his head and said, "No, I'm not going to kill the monsters, I can't help you."

In fact, he wanted to leave his brother to his parents as a warning.

Zhou Yimu said again: "Then be careful. Zhang He is older than you after all, so don't be careless."

Zhou Fan said he would be careful. He went back to the room to bring a knife, a talisman bag and other things, and glanced at his parents and said, "Let's go."

After saying that, Zhou Fan walked out without hesitation, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

After Zhou Fan left, Gui Feng, who had not started to speak, couldn't help but shed tears and said, "Afan will not be a problem, right?"

Zhou Yimu took a sip of cigarette in silence and said, "It won't be a problem. Afan is careful. If he is not sure, he will not kill Zhang He. If we can't get involved in such a thing, we can only try not to drag him back. Let's go and hide."

It was already late at night, and the lights of thousands of families were extinguished. Zhou Fan moved forward in the dark with the dim starlight in the sky.

Not far away, there were a few green fireflies flying slowly.

The late summer night is stained with a hint of chill.

With his memory, Zhou Fan quickly arrived near Zhang He's clinic. He stood three meters away, looking at the house standing in the dark and the unseen wooden door.

There was no light in the house, and the owner seemed to have fallen asleep.

Zhou Fan looked quietly for a while, and he took out the evil-expressing fighter, pulled out the straight knife, turned the evil-expressing fighter relay, and bounced a foot of ink thread on the back of the knife.

With a blink of an eye, the ink marks that bounced on the back of the knife spread out, forming a flower-like pattern, emitting faint ink light in the darkness. If it weren't for the starlight, it would be almost impossible to see.

Another two-foot ink line was bounced on the blade, forming an increasingly complex pattern on the blade with the previous foot of ink line, and the straight knife also trembled slightly.

The silver-white blade body seems to be carved with the most exquisite black patterns.

The increase of 240% of the three ink marks is 80% stronger than the superposition of the two small flame talismans!

This is Zhou Fan's strongest attack method at present. Facing an unknown enemy, he did not fish, but it does not mean that he would underestimate Zhang He and use his strongest method.

Zhou Fan put the straight knife into the scabbard, took out the half-burned evil talisman from the talisman bag, and put it on his left arm. The evil talisman was tightly wrapped around his left arm. If Zhou Fan hadn't taken the initiative to take it, it would be difficult for this evil talisman to fall off.

This talisman was the one that Master Mao Talisman gave to Zhou Fan. Since Zhou Fan killed the soul-catching bird, half of the talisman forbidden evil was burned, and Master Mao Talisman did not take back the talisman.

Zhou Fan put the evil talisman on the ban on evil in case, so he put several talismans one by one and took off the red wine gourd around his waist. He sucked a small sip of wine from the mouth of the gourd, but he only held it in his mouth and did not swallow it.

The straight knife was unsheathed again, and the ink light merged into the night.

Zhou Fan's eyes became cold.
Chapter completed!