"What? You're not cultivating now?!"

Qin Fan's pupils suddenly constricted, and he couldn't believe what Zhang Bufan said.

The two of them did not worship the same sect when they apprenticed to learn art, as early as before Qin Fan went up the mountain that year, Zhang Bufan had been on the mountain for almost ten years.

Compared with Zhang Bufan, Qin Fan can be regarded as a person who has not studied anymore, all he has to do every day is to read scriptures with thousands of crazy Taoist people and learn those kung fu skills to strengthen his body.

It wasn't until two years later that Qin Fan began to gradually learn various theories of traditional Chinese medicine, and by the way, he followed his master to travel all over the world and grow in knowledge.

And Zhang Bufan, as the only disciple of the Sansi Sect on Jingping Mountain, has never had such a good opportunity to follow down the mountain.

Even in the years when he was in the northern mountains, Qin Fan never saw him go out, and every day he either went to class in the morning or in the evening, or to strengthen his body.

"That's right, what kind of Tao do normal people cultivate? It's better to eat and drink spicy food than to have that idle effort, how to be chic!"

Zhang Bufan raised his eyebrows, and the whole person was lying on the chair with a very relaxed expression.

He had been locked up in the mountains for so many years, and when Qin Fan and his master left Jingping Mountain and traveled all over the world, they were only concentrating on cultivation.

"Senior brother, didn't you often say that cultivators pay attention to peace of mind, and they will never fall into the mortal world, why do you smell of copper now, look at your dress, the breath of a rich person is about to overflow!"

Qin Fan had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, no matter what, he couldn't associate this Zhang Bufan in front of him with the senior brother on Jingping Mountain.

When he was in the courtyard before, he heard Yao Xin say that someone drove to Shanshi Village, and said that he looked like a rich man.

Qin Fan originally thought that it was someone who came to the village to invest, but he didn't expect it to be his senior brother Zhang Bufan.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Qin Fan hadn't had time to look at him carefully just now, but now looking back, Zhang Bufan's nouveau riche temperament was simply difficult to hide.

He wore a hand-cut suit, a brand-name watch that was enough to make a blind eye, and the rest of the fine accessories were the same, neatly packed from head to toe.

"What do you know? Now rich people are dressed like this, this is called low-key luxury and temperament!"

patted his hand-cut suit, Zhang Bufan was extremely proud.

"Seriously, why did you go down the mountain, and how did you know my address?" Qin Fan lowered his eyes and asked, suddenly grabbing his wrist with his hand.

He doesn't have much patience, and if he doesn't answer after asking three or five times, he can only get started.

"We haven't seen each other for so long, as soon as we meet, you will do something with me, and do you treat me as your senior brother......

With Qin Fan's exertion in his hands, Zhang Bufan began to feel pain, his junior brother is known for his great strength, and as soon as his brute strength comes up, even a wild boar can be torn apart.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you, your address was told to me by my uncle. Zhang Bufan gritted his back molars and spit out a few words from his mouth.

The uncle in his mouth is Qin Fan's master, a thousand crazy Taoists.

"No way, he traveled all over the world a few months ago, and he didn't even say hello when he left, I couldn't find him, how did you find him?"

Qin Fan let go of his palm, and the joy of seeing his senior brother again was washed away by his words.

"Really, Uncle Shi later went back to Jingping Mountain once, saying that he was looking for something, he was a bad old man, and after he came back, he told me how good the mountain was, I really couldn't stand it, and I just closed the mountain gate and ran out!"

Rubbing his reddened wrists, Zhang Bufan glanced at Qin Fan a few times with some grievances.

He was the only one left in the Three Thoughts Sect, and whether he left or not was all in his own thoughts.

Qin Fan recalled what Zhang Bufan said, and didn't bother to ask him about the consequences of sneaking out.

"How did he go back to Jingping Mountain in a good manner, he obviously said that he wanted to be chic and happy, and asked me to go out on my own, so don't contact him easily......"

Supporting his forehead with his hand, Qin Fan was puzzled.

"Why do you care so much? His legs are long on himself, he can go wherever he likes, but you, when you suddenly come home, you don't say hello to me!"

Zhang Bufan raised his eyebrows, feeling that Qin Fan's hometown really had a unique charm.

Between the beautiful mountains and rivers, the scenery is not inferior to Jingping Mountain, and even said that the weather in the south is more suitable for him than in the north.

"What's the use of telling you? You don't stay on Jingping Mountain all the time, you have to beg me to buy cigarettes even down the mountain. ”

Qin Fan pursed his lips, his heart was suffocated.

Although he went up the mountain later, and he didn't learn the Tao for long, he can be regarded as more determined than Zhang Bufan.

"Don't mention those things about Chen sesame and rotten grain, my senior brother is coming back this time to inherit the family property and reach the pinnacle of life!"

"I just came down from the mountain, and I wanted to go home, but I was afraid of being locked up by my family, so I simply looked for my uncle's address to find you. ”

After being locked up in the mountains for more than ten years, Zhang Bufan was very interested in new things, coming down from Jingping Mountain in the north to Sanshi Village in the south, and he didn't know how many bumps he had passed along the way.

Now I look directly at him, a junior brother, and feel that everything is good and everything is wonderful.

With a somewhat fanatical gaze from this kind of fleshy numbness, after squinting for a while, Qin Fan finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Ripping off your clothes for me, dressing in such a mess, it's a shame for you three-minded people. ”

Qin Fan touched the goosebumps all over his body, and he couldn't get used to it, pushing Zhang Bufan with his hand, wanting him to go to his house to change his clothes.

"No, I drove the car when I came, and I had all the clothes in the car, so I'm going to wear my own!"

After spreading the girl and running two steps towards the courtyard gate, Zhang Bufan suddenly turned around.

"By the way, Uncle Shi asked me to bring you something, the old guy wrapped the thing tightly, and he couldn't open it at all, so you better come and see it yourself!"

As he spoke, the man walked out of the courtyard door again.

The cooking smoke in the kitchen was only now completely floating, and Qin Fan saw that there was at least more than half an hour before he left the meal, and followed Zhang Bufan directly to the head of the village.

Although the sudden arrival of the senior brother made him a little at a loss, it was not completely without benefits.

Looking at the lush, somewhat bizarre Cloud Mountain in the distance, Qin Fan smiled.

He was thinking about going to Yunwu Mountain recently, but he was afraid that the ice and snow would loosen after the beginning of spring, and many inexplicable things would appear in the mountain.

Right now, Zhang Bufan's arrival couldn't be more coincidental.