"Senior brother, are you alright?"

Seeing that Zhang Bufan was really uncomfortable, Qin Fan rushed forward and held his back with his hand.

"Stay away from me, you're all covered in meat......"

Zhang Bufan then spit out a few mouthfuls of yellow water, and when he came back to his senses, he had become a little dying.

He really wanted to ask Jin Ju how long the pigs in the jar had been marinated, and the fishy smell made him want to gag.

But taking care of the situation, Zhang Bufan didn't say anything, and after rinsing his mouth, he ate most of the bowl with white rice and vegetables in the bowl.

During the banquet, the three members of the Yao family kept secretly looking at Zhang Bufan, always feeling as if he had some kind of illness.

"Uncle, aunt, my senior brother has been raised in the mountains since he was a child, and his health is not good, so he can't eat those things that are too oily and meaty, and he should get better in the future. ”

Qin Fan smiled and picked a chopstick green vegetable for Zhang Bufan, and casually dealt with everyone in the Yao family.

After the meal, everyone in the Yao family went to rest, leaving only Qin Fan and Zhang Bufan sitting at the door.

"Is that Yunwu Mountain you said really so evil? The two of us went with our bare hands, and we were not afraid of being taken to the nest. ”

Zhang Bufan looked at the miaomiao mountains, both novel and a little timid.

"It's okay, I've been there alone before, and now that I've added you, is it possible that I'm still afraid of those ghosts?"

"Senior brother, it's only been a long time since you saw you, and your guts have become so small?"

After rummaging in the grocery room for a while, Qin Fan finally found two machetes to take advantage of.

"No, even if the sky falls, there will be a senior brother for you today, let's go, let's go up the mountain!"

Taking the machete, Zhang Bufan didn't say a word, and walked directly to the outside of Yao's courtyard.

Five years ago, when Qin Fan was just brought back to Jingping Mountain by a thousand crazy Daoists, there were other people from the Sansi Sect who were on the same mountain.

But since Zhang Bufan's master died, all the brothers and sisters of the same sect followed him down the mountain, and he was the only one who continued to stay on the mountain with Qin Fan and them, and he worked hard for a few more years.

He is usually very weak-minded, neither close to women, nor does he have any interest in the rapid development of the world under the mountain.

This trip suddenly came down the mountain, which made Qin Fan feel a little novel, as if the long-suppressed mundane feelings in Zhang Bufan's body suddenly broke out.

After walking for about ten minutes, the two of them finally arrived at the foot of Cloud Mountain.

During the period, when passing by the few plots of land rented by Qin Fan, Zhang Bufan also stopped to take a look, and commented on the good herbs Qin Fan chose by the way.

"Senior brother, if you go up from this place, you can reach the entrance of the mountain range in less than an hour, this place is really evil, the last time we rolled down the mountain, we actually planted it directly into a hole in the back of the mountain. ”

"Speaking of which, I still feel like the hairs stand on end on my back, and the two places are completely in different directions, and if it weren't for the rest of the people who went with me, I really didn't believe it. ”

Qin Fan sighed, remembering the wonderful experience of the mudslide in the Yunwu Mountain last time, he felt a little incredible.

"Lao Tzu met God and killed God today, and killed Buddha when he met Buddha, I want to see what is strange!"

Zhang Bufan sneered, looking up from below, when he looked at the towering Yunwu Mountain, he felt that this mountain was too majestic.

When they were cultivating in the north, the Jingping Mountain where they lived was a private mountain, and there were not many people in that place during the day.

Even the nearby farmers would not go up the mountain without permission.

The wild meat on the mountain has long been caught and eaten by the senior brothers, like the wild boar that Qin Fan said, put it in Jingping Mountain, it is a thing that makes people red.

When the two of them were on the mountain, they were used to cultivating, and they walked very lightly, but they had already climbed most of the mountain in a moment.

"Well, that's the only entrance, the whole mountain is surrounded by a ring, only this one gap can enter, the rest of the place is a rock wall. ”

Qin Fan stretched out his hand and pointed to the stone tablet not far away.

It had been a month since his last visit to Cloud Mountain, and so many things had happened during this time, so that Qin Fan still maintained a mysterious conjecture about Cloud Mountain.

"A place like a mountain range gathers the aura of heaven and earth, your mountain is so big, there are rare and exotic grasses everywhere, I'm afraid there are some good treasures here. ”

Saying that, Zhang Bufan became interested, rubbing his hands vigorously, and his whole face was so excited that he turned red.

"Senior brother, our Jingping Mountain has never had any game, but occasionally if you are lucky, you catch one or two chickens, and they all run up from the foot of the mountain. ”

"Don't look at our ascent today, but there's a big article here, and I met a wild boar before. ”

Seeing that Zhang Bufan was starting to get a little carried away with his joy, Qin Fan hurriedly told him.

"What are you afraid of, I said that the soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, don't we still have machetes in our hands?

Zhang Bufan sneered, took a step and walked out of the gap.

He moved quickly, and his steps were quite large, but he had already reached the stone monument in three or five steps.

The stele was carefully studied by Qin Fan before, and if it weren't for one or two decades of hard work, he wouldn't have been able to write such a vigorous and powerful font.

"The person who wrote this word really has some real skills, you remember to remind me, and when I go back, I must expand these words. Zhang Bufan patted Qin Fan's chest, his two eyes seemed to glow, and he raised his eyes to look at Yunwu Mountain, feeling that this place was very strange.

"Alright, let's talk about what we have to say. ”

Qin Fan pursed his lips and followed him closely behind him and stepped through the gap, entering the depths of the Yunwu Mountain Range.

His senior brother doesn't have any hobbies, he just likes to play with stones, and sometimes when he encounters one or two strange words, he also wants to carve them.

Compared with the rest of the senior brothers who love to gamble and fight, they are simply pure and have few desires to the extreme.

After the two entered the depths of Yunwu Mountain, Zhang Bufan's steps slowly slowed down.

He also seemed to sense that something was wrong with the magnetic field in the depths, not only narrowed the distance between him and Qin Fan, but also pulled out the machete that had been pinned behind him.

"There's something really wrong with this place, it's eerie, it doesn't feel like it's on a hill now, it's like it's in a mass grave. ”

Zhang Bufan said in a deep voice, the kind of hanger who had just entered the WTO just now was all restrained by him, and only vigilance remained.

"I've long said there's something weird about this place, why should I call you if it's so easy to get into?"

Qin Fan shook his head and pulled out the machete casually.