For such a long time, Ning Fan didn't even sense a trace of yin and evil aura, and he was very suspicious that Ba Song was here.

"When it gets dark, go into the village and have a look. ”

This kind of village is a real village that does not leave no stone unturned, never closes the door at night, and the neighbors are cordial, and each household can be said to know the roots.

When outsiders enter the village, not to mention adults, I am afraid that even children will be able to discover the identity of outsiders.

I thought I would have to wait until it got dark, but I didn't expect things to take a turn for the better in the afternoon.

After the crisp gunfire rang out again, only this time, the people in the village were not accustomed to calmness

Among the countless voices of discussion, there were several cries.

"Something's wrong!"

Ning Fan's eyes froze, looking at the place surrounded by everyone.

On the dirt path in the field, a man with a girl in his arms was running quickly towards the village.

Ning Fan saw it very clearly, there were some blood stains on the girl's chest,

"I've been shot!"

Turning her gaze to the back, a woman was holding a gun, slapping the boy on the ground like a burning stick.

Seeing this, Ning Fan felt very uncomfortable.

It is clear that when the boy was playing with the gun, he accidentally opened the safety and the stray bullet that flew away hit the girl.

This scene looks like a bear child causing trouble, and it looks like a parent who is irresponsible, knowing the danger of a gun, and also using a bullet as a toy for the child.

But he had seen and heard before, but Ning Fan knew about the invitation.

The armed forces here are divided, and various forces often come to the village to fight the autumn wind and grab grain.

In order to protect themselves, when the people in the village were working, the children were in charge of guarding with guns.

For the residents here, the difference between a farmer and a gunman is whether or not they have a gun in their hands.

Whether it is women, children, or the elderly, it can be said that all of them are veterans of playing with guns.

Except for some large villages and towns, which have special militia units, the vast majority of small villages are like this.

Chailai Village is no exception, which is why such a tragedy occurs.

In addition to the heartache, Ning Fan had a trace of doubt in his heart, and there was a shooting incident.

The father who ran with his daughter in his arms, although he was tired and sweating profusely, his expression was not too anxious.

And the residents who followed all the way did not have too much pessimism, but were a little excited, as if looking forward to what was going on.

"Is there a clever surgeon in the village? ”

In Ning Fan's doubts, the group of villagers came to the northwest corner of the village, where there was a wooden house with an earthy yellow color.

Soon, the father was the first to come to the cabin, and then fell to his knees with the girl in his arms.

The owner of the wooden house seems to be the highest ranking person in the village.

Even the residents and young children who followed followed them knelt on the ground.

"The family knelt down and said that in the past, these people also knelt. The person in the cabin should not be a doctor. ”

Ning Fan suddenly thought of something, "It should be someone like a witch doctor or a priest." ”

In many backward feudal villages, there was such a transcendent person, who was responsible for divination and priesthood, saving people and curing diseases.

Soon the wooden door opened, and out came a man in a gray and black robe, barefoot.

Sloppy!

Ning Fan's first impression of this man was this.

The robe seems to have not been changed in a long time, and it is covered with all kinds of stains, which is why it looks grayish-black.

The same is true of that face, which has not been washed for a long time, and it has a black oily shine.

The age of the man, Ning Fan could not tell by his appearance.

Although his face is full of beards, the wrinkles and furrows on his face are vertical and horizontal, and he looks like an old man with vicissitudes of life.

But the face was full of oil, but his complexion was ruddy and his spirit was strong.

After seeing the man come out, the kneeling people became more and more pious, and began to bow to the ground.

The father who was holding the girl leaned down and began to kiss the pair of jet-black bare feet.

This scene, Ning Fan's stomach was like turning over the river and the sea, "Pretending to be a ghost!" is really disgusting. ”

Ning Fan shook his head, and then continued to look at the man.

In the previous observations, Ning Fan had a general understanding of the village based on the houses in the village and the people who worked.

Ning Fan watched for a morning, and he found that except for the old man who was too old to go to the ground, sitting at the door basking in the sun.

At this time, it is the busy farming season, and all the villagers come out to work, even if they are pregnant.

Ning Fan met everyone in the village, except for the man in this wooden house.

"Could he be Ba Song?"

Ning Fan stared at the man's face carefully.

Because he had too many beards and his face was too dirty, Ning Fan really couldn't see any clues.

At this moment, the man in the distance suddenly raised his head and glanced this way.

Although the man quickly looked away, trying to pretend that it was accidental.

When Ning Fan noticed his gaze, he lurked as fast as he could.

Although he believed in his own strength, Ning Fan had a hunch in his heart that he should be exposed.

The man should have discovered Ning Fan's whereabouts, so he pretended not to know and deliberately looked away, otherwise his gaze should have stayed for a few more seconds.

Through the man's small actions of wanting to cover up, Ning Fan knew very well that he had been discovered by him.

"I didn't expect that there was a warrior in this small village. ”

At that moment, the essence of the man's eyes flashed like a small light bulb in the dark night, which was obviously a sign of luck.

Based on this alone, Ning Fan estimated that the man's cultivation was at least at the peak of the True Yuan realm.

The pinnacle of the True Yuan Realm. Some people with outstanding talents, in this realm, can already be introverted and not leak the slightest breath.

After discovering that the man had signs of cultivation, whether he had a relationship with Bahn or not, Ning Fan would not miss it.

In the direction where Ning Fan was hiding, the man just glanced over here, and never paid attention to it again, but walked into the wooden house with the little girl in his arms.

Seeing this scene, many kneeling residents began to disperse gradually, only the girl's parents could not afford to kneel on the ground.

When it was dusk, the cabin opened again, and the little girl, who had been unconscious a moment ago, walked out.

If it weren't for the blood stains left on the girl's clothes, who would have thought that a few hours earlier, she had been shot and her face was like gold leaf, and she was in danger.

"What kind of medicine is this, it's so magical. ”

Ning Fan saw it clearly.

At this moment, the girl's complexion was very good, her breathing was steady, and she moved freely, without the slightest malaise like a serious injury.

In Ning Fan's opinion.

It's not surprising that a man can save people, it's strange that this magical recovery power.

At this point, Ning Fan asked himself whether it was better or worse, unless he used divine power.

The effect of True Qi treatment can only cure physical pain, but it is not effective for damaged vitality.

Looking at the little girl who was safe and sound, her parents knelt down and thanked her, but the man went straight back to the wooden house.

It didn't take long for the girl's parents to take some meat dishes, put them in front of the wooden house, and kowtow away.

From beginning to end, the man did not show up.

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