Saying that, Tianyou secretly looked back at Zhou Fan, only to see him with a black line, he couldn't help but restrain a little, and continued with a sigh of relief: "Zhou Fan not only has to memorize the knowledge in the medical book every day, but also go to see and recognize the herbs in the Herbal Sutra one by one.

If you don't pick the right herb, let you stew it and drink it yourself, In the words of Grandpa Zhou Fan: If you experience it many times, you will not pick the wrong medicine next time. ”

Tianyou still vaguely remembers that after Zhou Fan came back from the mountains with his grandfather, he was punished for taking the wrong medicine, and was punished for stewing and drinking, and then ran to the toilet seven times a day, and couldn't help it halfway through eating, couldn't help it halfway through sleeping, and couldn't help it immediately after squatting.

Later, Tianyou learned that the herb was a cure for constipation, and whoever ate it would run to the toilet three or four times, not to mention that Zhou Fan was still young at that time, and his resistance was naturally low.

This matter makes Tianyou laugh at Zhou Fan to this day, it was the summer vacation that year Tianyou was curious about Zhou Fan's life, so he went to live with him for a few days, and was forced by Zhou Fan's grandfather to learn something.

Although he was not so miserable as Zhou Fan, since that beating, Tianyou didn't dare to let Zhou Fan teach him to study medicine, let alone go to Zhou Fan's grandfather's village again.

After listening to this, Zimeng finally knew why Tianyou said that he was finished, and he understood Zhou Fan's evil smile before, which probably brought him to his grandfather, and then also saw others live the bitter experience of their childhood.

It's no wonder who has that kind of childhood experience who is not sad, and Zhou Fan can endure it, and after figuring it out, he immediately didn't want to study medicine again, and scratched his head innocently and said: "That, I was joking before, don't take it seriously, hehe, I don't study anymore, with my talent, it's also a waste of your grandfather's time." After speaking, he didn't dare to look at Zhou Fan, turned to the side and smoked a cigarette.

"Don't, you said before that you have to learn, God can testify to this, and I can tell my grandfather to take you with him when I go back." After speaking, Zhou Fan also muttered: "Lest the old man let me go back to learn things from him all day long, it's good now, finally someone has the top cylinder." Zhou Fan patted his chest after muttering.

Zimeng's face hurt, his mouth was like a fly that was holding back, and he didn't dare to open his mouth and could only endure it, "Hahaha" Tianyou looked at Zimeng who looked bitter and couldn't help but pat his thighs and laughed, laughing was almost out of breath, Zimeng listened to Tianyou laughing, and the muscles on his face twitched.

"Shhh

As soon as Zhou Fan's words fell, Tianyou didn't have time to stop laughing, "Squeak. Squeak" I don't know where the strange sound came from, covering up Tianyou's laughter, Tianyou reacted at this time, and raised his hand to the source of the sound with his backhand to shine a ray of light.

Only then did they realize that the squeaking sound came from the iron coffin hanging in the air with a bronze chain, the largest of the four coffins, and the three of them could hear it very clearly in this silent space.

The whole iron coffin is like the rear compartment of a medium-sized truck, it is more than ten meters long and five or six meters wide from a distance, such a huge coffin does not know how heavy, but the ancients can still hang it in the air, what is buried in it, even Zhou Fan dare not imagine.

Now there was a squeaking sound inside the iron coffin, which had to make the three of them nervous, Zhou Fan had said before that there might be zombies below, and now the eyes of the three of them were staring at the iron coffin.

Zhou Fan held the ancient sword in one hand and looked at the iron coffin with his eyes, and Yu Guang slightly looked at the watch on his left hand: "It's almost morning, we have to go out quickly, otherwise our whereabouts will be easily exposed in the morning."

Although no one from the Zhaozong Mansion will come, it is difficult to guarantee that the people living nearby will not see the situation here, and it will be difficult to explain if people really see us in this forbidden place, after all, the Zhaozong Mansion has now been classified as a protective unit, and they cannot enter without permission. ”

After speaking, Zhou Fan put the ancient sword back in the sword bag behind his back, stepped forward and stood on the edge of the wall: "I'll go down first, don't come down first, no matter what, we have to go out." ”

After speaking, Zhou Fan didn't forget to look back at the iron coffin that was still creaking, although the sound sounded very uncomfortable, and it also made people curious about what was in the coffin.

But now is not the time to be curious, that voice has not been seen for so long, it is very likely that he is trapped in a coffin, or he can't get out for the time being, so it's best to slip away now.

Otherwise, something really ran out of that coffin after a while, but it was not something that the three of them could deal with, just by looking at the size of the iron coffin, they knew that what was buried in it would not be a good stubble.

If such a huge iron coffin were to say that there was a person buried, even a three-year-old child would not believe it, and if he didn't run and wait for it to come out now, he would have to face a ghost that had been sleeping for at least 3,000 years.

"Wait" Just when Zhou Fan was about to jump down, he was stopped by a loud shout, and with the voice, it was pitch black ahead, and only a little soft light could be seen faintly.

Zhou Fan took out a flashlight and shone it over, but saw that the person who came was Feng Long, who had been staying in the well, and saw Feng Long holding a glow stick in his hand, and the light he was talking about was emitted by the glow stick in Feng Long's hand.

"How did you come down, how is the dean?" Seeing that the person who came was Fenglong, Zhou Fan shouted at the stone platform. "The dean woke up and was picked up by Dr. Zheng who arrived."

"Dr. Zheng?" Zhou Fan was still wondering why a doctor Zheng suddenly appeared.

"Don't ask, you take this rope, I'll fix it here, and you can climb over with the rope." After saying that, Feng Long looked for a place where he could fix the rope at that end, and after Feng Long fixed the rope, he threw it towards Zhou Fan with a force.

"I'm grass, can you fucking use some strength." The rope was only thrown into the air not far from Zhou Fan, and seeing that the rope was about to fall into the pool of blood, Zhou Fan pulled out the ancient sword with his backhand.

stepped forward and hooked the rope back with a hook of the length of the sword, which almost made Zhou Fan fall into the pool of blood, but fortunately, Zimeng also reacted quickly and grabbed Zhou Fan's collar.

At this time, Zhou Fan was already half of his body hanging outside, and only one foot was still on the mud wall, if Zimeng let go a little now, he would be able to fall and eat. "Uh, I don't have much strength to run around all night, hehe..."

After taking the rope, Zhou Fan found that the underground space with a faint light had become extremely black at this time, he knew that it was because they had just burned the phosphorus powder in the air with a fire, the phosphorus powder could refract light, and it was also a luminous body, and now that the phosphorus powder was all burned, the space where they were located became pitch black.

Just as Zhou Fan was thinking about how to connect the rope to the past, he heard Zimeng complaining on the side: "Damn, this guy Fenglong is useless for throwing the rope here, it's not the same as going to the blood pool, we have fixed things here and there." ”

"There is no point to fix the rope, even if there is a rope, it is useless, we still can't get by!" Tianyou was also troubled by this, and looked at the position where they were standing and the empty mud wall was helpless.

Tianyou sighed and his helpless expression was undoubtedly revealed, and he didn't pay attention at this time, as long as he asked Zhou Fan, "What should I do?" ”

Seeing Tianyou ask himself, Zhou Fan looked around, and then looked at Feng Long on the opposite side and was about to speak, "Hurry up, what are you doing?" Feng Long waited for a long time and didn't see any movement from the three of them, and he didn't respond to him, so he pulled the rope at one end and shouted at the three of them.

"Don't wait a minute." Zhou Fan heard Feng Long's urging, and also replied, then turned around and said to Tianyou and the two, "You will go first in a while." ”

Tianyou and Zimeng were confused by Zhou Fan's words, and were about to ask him what he meant, when they saw Zhou Fan muttering to himself on the side, "Since there is nothing to fix, you can only use it." After speaking, I saw Zhou Fan holding the ancient sword in front of him, although the ancient sword was roasted by the fire for a short time, the sword body was still silver and translucent.

Tianyou glanced at Zhou Fan and instantly figured out what was going on: it turned out that Zhou Fan wanted to use the sword body to insert it upside down into the mud wall, and then tie the rope to the hilt of the sword as a fixed point at this end, and then climb over with the rope.