Chapter 7: It's All About the Stick (Revised)

The night passed.

Chen Bufan was woken up by the sun.

The scorching sun shone on his face, scavenging the little oil and water that was already left.

There was a smell of smoked salted fish.

Move the lower limbs.

It didn't hurt anymore, the whole body was full of strength, full of strength, like a new life.

When you are beaten, you become stronger!

"Wow Ka Ka, I'm just Xiao Qiang who can't be killed, a locust who can't step on it, no matter how strong you are, what does it matter, those things that can't kill me will only make me stronger after all."

Chen Bufan looked up to the sky and smiled, like crazy, last night's tragic experience undoubtedly smeared a heavy stroke in his ordinary life, touching his most fragile nerves.

"It's noisy."

Chen Bufan was smiling coolly, an unknown object burst out, snapped, stuck to Chen Bufan's face, smashed two front teeth, and the huge bombardment force knocked Chen Bufan off the panoramic skylight, almost not falling halfway.

This early in the morning, who did I provoke?

As for the next dead hand.

Chen Bufan covered his face with shoe prints, full of anger.

No way.

It's a gentleman.

It is in the nature of a woman to lie down.

As a Taoist priest.

It is even more capable to let the demon girl subdue the law.

Gotta fight back.

Almighty Ancestor, please give me strength.

The more Chen Bufan thought about it, the more angry he became, picked up a wooden stick and rushed out.

Yesterday I was caught off guard by being unprepared, and this time, I must be ashamed and win glory for the audience.

"What are you going to do?"

Long Ling was sitting cross-legged in front of the audience, holding his hands on his hands, and when he saw Chen Bufan running angrily with a wooden stick, his voice was cold.

"Don't do anything, just ask for some explanations, first, you must apologize to me, second, compensate for the loss of the Taoist temple, and third, if the first two are not implemented, my dog-beating stick method will expose you as it is."

Chen Bufan held a wooden stick in his hand, his eyebrows were cold, and his face was resolute.

Although good men don't tease women, if it is a demon girl, in front of the stone statue of the ancestor, it is to fight for the demon guard and fight for the sky.

"You can beat people into dogs with this stick, so I'll have to try."

"Hmph, this will let you see how the stupid dog is made."

Chen Bufan laughed fiercely, slammed a stick flower, people walked with the stick, the stick rose with the wind, rolled up the shadow of the stick in the sky and smashed it towards the head of the dragon spirit, the momentum was violent, and he was indomitable.

There are few people in the mountains, but there are many stray dogs, this trick is understood from the experience of dog fighting, and it has been tried and tested.

Seeing the long stick falling, thinking of Long Ling's appearance of being beaten by himself and begging for mercy, Chen Bufan let out a big breath, the corners of his mouth had just cracked, and he was tripped by a long leg and chewed on, and as soon as his palm was loosened, the long stick was handed over.

Long Ling took the long stick and learned Chen Bufan's tricks, the stick was sharp and cold.

"Smack-"

Split butt.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

The skin is open and the flesh blooms, and the ground blooms.

"The woman spares her life, the stupid dog has been refined, and if it is refined, it will become a dead dog........."

"Good girl, go and get this woman's shoes back."

"Woo Woo ........."

Chen Bufan was full of tears, and the pain was sour.

This demon girl is simply vicious and excessive, I just want to punish her slightly, she is good, the stick is to the flesh, and the road is swollen.

Looking at the long stick in Long Ling's hand, Chen Bufan crawled faster than a stray dog.

This play, which is self-directed and self-acted, has to be finished even with tears.

Climbed into the Taoist temple, found shoes, and when he passed by the statue of the patriarch, Chen Bufan felt very faceless, and when he looked up, he remembered that the statue of the patriarch was gone, and he still had a face.

"Well, this stick works well, I'll have to keep it, now, take me to a place where youkai are haunted."

"Woman, please."

Without hesitation, Chen Bufan licked a smile and led Long Ling to limp towards the Fountain of Youth.

It's all for the stick's sake.

Endure it.

Along the winding mountain road, it takes less than ten minutes to come to the foot of the Fountain of Youth.

The so-called Fountain of Immortality is also a waterhole with a diameter of more than 50 meters.

Embedded in the ridgeline, it looks like an apple slot that has been bitten down, and can be used as an image endorsement for a mobile phone.

The Fountain of Youth, also known as the pearl of the barren mountains, is an ordinary underground water gushing spring.

The spring water is cold and sweet, rich in minerals, and it is poisoned by drinking more to get the name of immortality.

If you die early, you will not grow old.

Therefore, like the cemetery of the barren mountain, the Fountain of Youthfulness is also labeled as a no-go for the living.

Except for Chen Bufan, who was seriously deficient in calcium, and was occasionally thrown into the spring water by Jia Laodao in the name of punishment for natural absorption, almost no one approached.

Like Long Ling, who dares to swim in the Fountain of Youth, Chen Bufan has only seen a precedent.

And yet at the moment.

There are a lot of people around the Fountain of Youth.

Four men wearing hard hats, orange overalls, and the words 'Chun'an Construction Worker' printed on their backs are holding iron hammers and are bowing their heads to oxen, sweating like rain.

Under their cultivation, a wide ditch swept across the road from the spring dam to the foot of the mountain.

A bald man with a short figure and a black suit stood on the dam, holding a cigarette in one hand and pointing with one finger, two bikini beauties stood on the left and right, one holding a black umbrella to shade the five short men, quiet like two umbrella vases.

Behind the five short men, there are four tigers with bears on their backs, wearing sunglasses and suits with their hands behind their backs.

This scene.

It's dark and social.

However, in Chen Bufan's eyes, it annoyed him very much.

Growing up in the barren mountains since he was a child, Chen Bufan has long regarded the Fountain of Youthlessness as his own pond.

And these people planned to directly open a canal to release water without his permission, which made him angry compared to going up to the barren mountain but not going into the view to burn incense.

Tai Sui's head broke ground.

Outrageous!

"Stop, what do you want."

Chen Bufan shouted, ran up to the dam with all his hands, his face was full of arrogance, and he stared at the fierceness of his eyebrows, so he almost wrote three words on his face: 'Snake on the ground'.

"What do you want to do?"

The answer was from a worker, who had just packed the explosives bag and climbed up the ditch to put the lead.

As for the five short men, they completely regarded Chen Bufan as air.

Ignorance is the greatest contempt.

Damn, I've brought a super fierce demon girl, what do you think I want to do?

Chen Bufan gave a look that you were waiting for.

As soon as he turned his head, the dragon spirit who was originally following behind him was gone.

the groove.

I just want to borrow you to pretend to be a comparison.

If you don't see it, it's gone.

"The Fountain of Immortality is to protect the water source and not to destroy it."

Chen Bufan shuddered and pointed to the public notice board opposite the spring, no matter what, the momentum cannot be lost, especially in front of the two beauties.

It seems that these two beauties are still a little familiar.

Following the direction of Chen Bufan's finger, on the cement pier on the bank of the spring, there was a public notice board with white characters on a blue background.

'The national level protects water sources, and random destruction must be severely punished, report hotline: *****'

Seeing that the five short men finally twisted their necks, they glanced at the billboard.

Chen Bufan hurriedly took out his mobile phone and entered the report number to make a report, even if the mobile phone was out of battery and had no phone bill.

The pit is abducted and deceived to start with the pit word.

What's more, he is still in charge.

"This little brother is serious, I came here the day before yesterday to play, accidentally dropped valuables into the spring, so I thought of a stupid way, found a professional construction team to open the ditch and release water, once the items are recovered, the ditch will be restored, the spring dam is repaired, there is no destruction."

Seeing Chen Bufan's gesture, the five short men smiled and spoke, dusting the cigarette butt between his fingers, revealing a mouthful of uneven yellow teeth, ugly is not to say, compared to the four fierce and strong men behind him, it is a lot more easy-going, showing kindness, which also increases the convincing power of his words.

I thought you ignored Lao Tzu.

Explanation is disguise.

As long as you're scared, it's easy to do.

For the sake of an item, he went to great lengths, drained the spring water, and deceived the ghost.

"Since something fell in the Fountain of Youth, it should be reported to the relevant departments, and the relevant departments should assist or approve it before they can do it, instead of making the decision without authorization and directly blowing up the spring dam, which is a crime for you."

Thanks to the popularization of law, Chen Bufan read three books, but not a single section of law popularization education was left behind.

No matter what this group of people are trying to do, grasp their weak underbelly, as long as the strength is just right, there will be good fruit to eat.

Chen Bufan got the true inheritance of Jia Laodao's three-board axe, in addition to treating pilgrims to his liking, this trick has also reaped a lot of benefits.

"This little brother is so unsympathetic, standing in front of you, but Mr. Zhou of Chun'an Construction Engineering, the old spring has been deposited for a long time, there is a lot of garbage and debris, and the water quality is poor, and our Mr. Zhou plans to dredge the canal and release the water for the sake of the water source, and then restore it in an orderly manner after cleaning and disinfection, this is a good thing for the benefit of the country and the people, how can it become a crime, and our Mr. Zhou is modest, and deliberately says it as a private matter, but let a villain like you take advantage of your tongue."

The five short men smoked their cigarettes silently, but the short-haired bikini beauty on the side answered, her tone was delicate and imposing.

Pretend to be a villain.

It's a little embarrassing.

If it is Chun'an Construction Engineering, there is a greater possibility of misunderstanding.

Although he has lived in the Taoist temple for a long time, he has heard of the reputation of this construction company from the mouths of pilgrims.

Five years ago, it was suddenly established, building real estate, dredging sewerage, paving roads, and rectifying water and soil, but it was selling buildings at prices far below the market price.

In just five years, it not only crushed other construction companies, but also won the trust of the Chun County government, sought after by the people, and even pilgrims came to the Taoist Temple to pray for the blessings of Chun'an Construction Workers.

It can be said that it is a conscientious company, a people-loving enterprise, a model of real estate, and a friend of house slaves.

Thinking of this, Chen Bufan touched his nose with a sigh, but was stunned for a moment when he looked at the bikini beauty again.

There is no other reason.

These two beauties were the same companions who swam with Long Ling two days ago, and they ignored them because they were patronizing to see Long Ling.

At the moment, I recognized it.

Two days ago, she swam in the Fountain of Youth, and the night before she saw her body at the top of the mountain, and today Chun'an Construction Workers led her sister to clean up the spring.

Could it be that the dragon spirit drowned in the Fountain of Youth, but I obviously looked at her corpse, and there was neither edema nor traces of struggle, it was not like it at all.

How did the dragon spirit die, and what is the relationship with Chun'an Construction Workers.

It doesn't seem that simple.

As a peeker of swimming water and a digger of corpses, Chen Bufan inevitably had to think more about connecting the clues.