"Brother!"

In the cry of the fire spirit, Meng Fan had already put the two men down, and chopped off the heads of the two with the knife that he dodged with his backhand, and under the bright moonlight, Meng Fan held the blood-dripping knife, turned around and smiled at the fire spirit: "...... Brother. ”

"Brother!" the fire spirit opened his mouth.

Brotherhood has become even closer on this murderous night in the moonlight, filling every cell, bubbling in the blood, and no one can separate the two of them.

"Stupid brother, you can still be caught by someone when you buy sour plum soup, do you know how long my brother has been looking for you, and the shoes are grinding out holes......" chattering, Meng Fan walked over and cut the rope on the fire spirit, "Don't leave my sight next time, do you know?"

"Got it. The fire spirit, who was not bound by the rope, threw himself into Meng Fan's blood-stained arms, just hugged it, his little body trembled, and he tried his best to restrain himself from crying, but the tears fell down, he sniffed, touched the short arrow inserted in Meng Fan's chest, and said distressedly, "Brother, after so much blood, does it hurt? Do you want to see the doctor? scared my brother to death!"

"No need!" Meng Fan raised his hand to hold the short arrow, pulled it out fiercely, a stream of blood gushed out, Huo Ling cried in distress, Meng Fan patted his head, opened his mouth and swallowed a pill of Jinchuang Pill, and after a moment, the wound solidified.

"Brothers, no?"

"Gentlemen!"

The brothers looked at each other, one laughing, the other crying.

In fact, Meng Fan was deliberately hit by an arrow, although he couldn't perform the Dream Dao Technique now, he still had an instinctive prediction of this kind of cold weapon, but in order to relax the enemy's vigilance and get the fire spirit out of danger, he had no choice but to take an arrow as if he were acting.

The arrow didn't cause him substantial damage, and as soon as the arrow entered his body, it was blocked by his strong body within a certain depth, but it was only a flesh wound, not a fundamental injury.

"Tianhuo, you clean up the house, I'll go clean up the garbage outside. Meng Fan left the fire spirit alone in the house, closed the door, first put away the bag of gold and silver, and then glanced at the three miserable corpses on the ground, waved them into the Qiankun space, and fell quiet, I wanted to fetch another bucket of water and clean the blood stains, but I caught a glimpse of a layer of black clouds floating in the night sky out of nowhere, and the temperature also dropped.

"Brother, you are not the same as before, not at all. Without outsiders, the fire spirit could finally quietly look at the magical brother in front of him, "How did you get those things and those means?"

"Tianhuo, do you remember what my brother told you that my brother had a magical dream in the past month that he was in a coma. Meng Fan looked at the fire spirit with a serious expression.

"Hmm. The fire spirit nodded, he had heard Meng Fan say it more than once.

"I learned a lot of things in my dreams, including fighting and killing people. Meng Fan pursed his lips and made up a white lie, "After waking up, I found that those methods can still be used, so it's not a big deal to get three or two people, and there are even more amazing things next, do you want to see it?"

"Yes!" the fire spirit's eyes flashed brightly.

"Good. Meng Fan smiled and touched the fire spirit's head affectionately, "I'll let you see a fun one in a while, before that, I want to ask you, are there any ...... here, between this world and the world Hmmm......"

Meng Fan thought for a while: "Is there that kind of tall person who can fly the eaves and walk on the wall, can fight ten at a time, and even can call the wind and rain...... The kind of person who can practice?"

Hearing Meng Fan's words, Huo Ling opened his mouth in surprise, and then shook his head ignorantly: "I haven't heard of it, but brother, isn't the kind of person you are talking about an immortal? Could it be that you dreamed of an immortal in your dream?"

"Hey!" Meng Fan curled the corners of his mouth, "Sort of! If my brother becomes that kind of person, are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy!" Huo Ling also said very seriously, "I like my brother very much now, he is so powerful and domineering! If he can become an immortal, he will like it even more!"

"That's good!" Meng Fan narrowed his eyes, "Brother work hard to see if you can become someone like that......

"Okay!" Huo Ling's eyes widened, and he looked at Meng Fan without blinking, "Brother, you can change!"

"Ha!" Meng Fan smiled dumbly, "How can you say that change will change, there must be a process, before changing, I want to discuss one thing with you." ”

"What's the matter?" said the fire spirit, looking deaf.

"The man at the Furlong pawnshop almost killed our brothers, and we can't just leave it at that. Meng Fan's gaze passed through the broken window lattice, the moonlight outside had been blocked by black clouds, and the wind carrying water vapor was whistling, and then it was raining, and after retracting his gaze, he continued, "Brother taught you a skill, make a thing, I will work hard to become an immortal in the past few days, you will work hard to make things, no one will go out, and when the things are done, we will destroy that pawnshop, okay?"

"Okay, what are you doing?" the fire spirit asked curiously.

"This thing!" Meng Fan waved his hand and "transformed" a paper figure in front of the fire spirit, "Be a few smaller ones, the smaller the better, half smaller than you, do you have confidence?"

"Yes!" The fire spirit looked at the lifelike paper figure and said excitedly, "Brother, there is an old man selling clay figurines on the street, he said that his clay figurines can come to life at night, can our paper figurines live?"

The wind and rain outside became louder, and Meng Fan said one word: "...... Yes!"

The fire spirit breathed rapidly, and reached out to touch the paper figure curiously: "Is it possible to bring down that pawnshop if you come back to life?"

In the original plan, Meng Fan didn't plan to get rid of the pawnshop where Su Laosan was, but since the other party was unkind, he was not very benevolent, and after being in the cultivation world for so long, his heart was no longer as indecisive as before his debut.

"That's right!" Meng Fan smiled: "We can let the paper man steal the pawnshop clean and make them cry!"

"Haha!" Huo Ling's little face turned red because of excitement, and he took a deep breath, "We sold them the golden hairpin, which is a normal business, but they want to make money and kill their lives, they are worse than the villains in the play, and they deserve to collapse!"

"That's the truth, I'm going to start teaching you now. ”

Meng Fan took out a pile of paper-binding materials from the Qiankun space and placed them in front of him.

"Brother, before I tie these paper figures, I want to ask you a word. The fire spirit made a small face and said solemnly, "Is the golden hairpin a relic left by our father and mother to the two of us?"

The fire spirit is just a spirit condensed by the fairy fire, in fact, it has no biological parents, Meng Fan didn't want to destroy the fire spirit's thoughts about his father and mother in the illusion, and said softly: "Yes, the gold and silver I took out just now are all tricks, they are fake, and the golden hairpin is real." ”

"I'm fine, brother. The fire spirit sat down in front of the pile of materials with his calves crossed, "Teach me quickly!"

Meng Fan's plan officially started on this sudden rainy night......

(End of chapter)