Although Qin Fan thought so, in front of his father, he didn't dare to be presumptuous at all.

Suddenly, Qin Fan followed his father's meaning, nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Dad, you are right." ”

Mother Qin glanced at her wife angrily, her face full of disdain.

Immediately, she said unconvinced: "Okay, your old Qin is amazing, can you have good genes!"

Cuilan got up and poured wine for her father and Qin Fan, and said with a smile: "Mom, you just let my father tell me, he is happy." ”

Qin Zhen nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that our daughter-in-law is still sensible." ”

The family casually started drinking again, and Qin Fan told the family about what they had seen and heard in the disaster area.

Before I knew it, it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

Cuilan and Qin's mother had already gone to sleep.

The two men continued to drink.

Half past four in the morning.

Qin Zhen glanced at the time, then waved his hand and said, "Okay Xiaofan, let's eat and drink here, let's go and rest." ”

"Cheng," Qin Fan nodded.

In fact, he is really 'quite' sleepy, although he has nothing to rest these days, but he has not completely slept well.

Get up and go back to your room.

Cuilan had already cleaned up the room for him in advance.

Lying on Simmons, Qin Fan couldn't sleep.

In fact, people are like this sometimes, they are so tired that they almost vomit blood, but they can't sleep.

Sitting on Simmons for a while, Qin Fan turned his head to look at the little fox squatting on the chair.

The little fox was sleeping with his eyes closed, and he didn't bother to talk to him.

Immediately, Qin Fan went to the ground and took out the book of the Shangqing Heart Sutra from his bag.

Since he was in the underground tomb, the white-bearded old man gave him this book, and there were many people.

In addition, his injuries have not healed, so Qin Fan did not study, but just casually flipped through it twice.

There were a lot of small seals in it, and Qin Fan couldn't recognize them.

Looking at the cover, the Shangqing Heart Sutra, the four big characters with gold edges and black background.

Qin Fan frowned, raised his head and muttered about these four words.

"Supernatant?"

Qin Fan has been thinking about the meaning of these four words for more than a week, the Heart Sutra, needless to say, he knows the meaning.

But this supernatant is different.

Qin Fan knew that there was a Shangqing sect in ancient Taoism.

The Shangqing faction took Wei Huacun as the patriarch of the founding faction.

Feng Yuan Shi Tianwang and Taishang Daojun are the supreme gods.

In terms of cultivation methods, the emphasis is on toning and cultivating the 'essence' spirit.

Through refining the gods to achieve the refining form, do not emphasize Fu Ce, Zhai Jiao and Waidan, and depreciate the art in the room.

Qin Fan frowned, could it be this Shangqing faction?

But when he thought about it, he felt that it was wrong, although the faction was this, he knew that the sect was different.

Qin Fan's brain hurts when he thinks about it, and he doesn't want to be sexual.

Qin Fan wanted to wait for tomorrow to buy a book on Xiao Seal, and then study it carefully.

And this Shangqing Heart Sutra, Qin Fan thought about what kind of cultivation magic weapon it should be.

When the old Taoist gave it to him, his expression was extremely solemn, and the cultivation was really awesome.

Thinking of this, Qin Fan turned his head to look at the little fox, if it wasn't for the little fox that time, it is estimated that he would be finished.

Opening the book, Qin Fan read it seriously.

After watching it for half an hour, because of Xiao Zhen's limited understanding, Qin Fan really stumbled when he saw it.

So he put the book aside and began to practice pranayama.

During this time, Qin Fan basically did not cultivate except for pranayama luck.

But even so, the old wild ginseng that Song Bingwen gave him last time was enough to make his aura reach an unprecedented height.

Although his cultivation was still at the third level of qi refining, Qin Fan knew that if there was wild ginseng at that time, plus cultivation, it would not be a problem to reach the fourth level of qi refining.

Thinking so, Qin Fan continued to practice.

Soon more than an hour passed.

It's less than six o'clock in the morning.

Qin Fan slowly opened his eyes, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then he got out of bed and went outside for a run.

He ran down the company's path.

Along the way, he checked the 'medicine' materials of the vegetable greenhouse and dendrobium, but fortunately, it looked pretty good, so Qin Fan ran down the mountain.

The early morning in the city is really not as good as in the mountains.

Damn, although there is still very little aura here, the air is very fresh, and taking a breath is immediately refreshing.

After running for more than an hour.

Qin Fan went home at this time, and everyone in the village got up and got busy.

Even if Qin Fan's father and mother told the people in the village yesterday that Qin Fan was safe and sound, everyone was prepared.

But when the villagers saw Qin Fan walking on the street, they were still shocked one by one.

They can't figure it out, they are swept away by the mudslide, and they can still be unharmed?

Suddenly, the villagers surrounded Qin Fan in an uproar, and they all asked Qin Fan with concern.

Qin Fan was slightly surprised when he saw that everyone was so enthusiastic, and then he chatted with everyone.

Finally got rid of the entanglement of the people in the village, Qin Fan returned home, and his sister-in-law Cuilan was already 'cooking' in the kitchen.

Qin Fan picked up a broom and began to sweep the yard.

Cuilan stood at the entrance of the kitchen 'door', her head poked out, and she couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth.

To be honest, without her husband Qin Feng now, Cuilan feels that she can get used to it.

But without Qin Fan here, Cuilan felt empty in her heart.

After sweeping the yard, Daddy also got up.

He made a cup of strong tea, moved a stool and sat in the courtyard, and 'smoked' dry tobacco.

Qin Zhen raised his head, smiled at Qin Fan and said, "Son, don't sleep for a while, get up so early." ”

"Dad, I'm used to it!" Qin Fan waved his hand.

Qin Zhen didn't say anything, just looked at his son with a smile.

Soon the meal was ready.

After breakfast, Qin Fan planned to go to the company and the 'chicken' field to take a look, but before he could do so, villagers came one after another.

They heard that Qin Fan was back, so they all came over to see this kid.

This made Qin Fan even more flattered.

Helplessly, the family came, and Qin Fan's family had no choice but to entertain.

"Xiao Fan is really blessed and has a great life. Zhang Erniang in the village said with a smile.

"That's right, good people have always been peaceful since ancient times. ”

"Yes, yes, Xiao Fan is a capable person in our village, how can I say that Duji people have their own natural appearance. ”

Everyone chimed in.

Qin Fan smiled speechlessly, he thought to himself, what kind of bullshit is a big life.

He didn't really agree with these words, Qin Fan thought that only by improving his own strength, his luck would not be too bad anywhere.

Unless, of course, you have to die.

After sending a group of villagers, other villagers came one after another.

The village chief Niu Dasheng and his 'daughter' Niu Wenjing and their family came.

"Uncle, why are you here? I still want to go over and see you in the evening. Qin Fan said, and hurriedly invited Niu Dasheng into the living room.

Niu Dasheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be polite to your uncle, you are very good at disaster relief, and it is also appropriate for your uncle to come and see you." ”

Saying that, Niu Dasheng stretched out his hand and patted Qin Fan's shoulder twice.

He smiled and said, "The stinky boy feels a lot stronger, it's good to come back." ”

"yes, it's good to be back. Qin Fan nodded, and at this time, Cuilan made a few cups of tea.