Chapter 110: Returning Home
Wen Chao couldn't help Pan Long make a magic weapon that shielded the connection between the Classic of Mountains and Seas and the Great Array of Kyushu for the time being, but if he didn't incorporate that imitation into the Classic of Mountains and Seas, but just transformed it into a prop for storage, it wouldn't be difficult for him at all.
He fetched some spiritual materials, then set up a formation, and after a brief little ceremony, the scroll was transformed into an inconspicuous bracerβexactly the same pair of bracers that Pan Long had used before.
This is the result of consulting Pan Long, for the people of the rivers and lakes, the bracer is the most convenient storage prop, which will not affect the feel of holding things like a ring, and it is close enough to the hand.
Among the pair of bracers given to him by the old lady before, one is a storage prop. And now, the other bracer used for disguise has also been replaced with a storage prop.
Pan Long can proudly say that although his hands are ordinary, the things he wears are invaluable.
Needless to say, the value of the bracer itself is even more ...... He had no doubt that if the things in it were known, those who wanted to kill people and steal goods would not be able to be plugged in several Qiaonan towns.
"Since you are going back to your hometown this time, you always have to bring some gifts to the old and young in the family. Wen Chao said as he kept taking out things, "I took ten of my homemade 'Tianshou Spiritual Pill' back." Remember, be sure to watch them eat it with your own eyes, and after eating the elixir, soak it in hot water for twelve hours. After soaking, bury the bath water, you can plant some ginseng and reishi on it, and don't pour it into the river. β
"A kid can't eat this, huh...... Just give them the 'Cleansing Pill'. This is what I lost to a few bald bets before, and the effect is mild, which is conducive to improving qualifications. The bald heads regarded it as a treasure, and after I got it, I asked Zhao Sheng to analyze the prescription with the Shan Hai Jing, and rubbed it for more than ten catties in one go, and I haven't eaten it for so many years......"
"Women love beauty, and 'Fixing Beauty' is indispensable. Xiao Pan, do you think you need to give them a beautification or something? Ah, the people of the Northland don't care about this? I've done a lot of this stuff over the years, and it's not uncommon on the rivers and lakes. You should take five or six bottles of it back, and give one to a woman with whom you have a good relationship. β
Pan Long saw that he was chattering and taking out more and more things, so he hurriedly dissuaded him.
"That's a lot, it's enough!"
Wen Chao was also as good as a stream, nodded and said, "Then that's it, you bring two more bottles of 'Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill' by your side." Although it can't really come back to life, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as there is still a breath, it can stabilize the injury. In the future, if a friend is seriously injured, give him the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, and then freeze him and bring him here, I will help you heal it......"
Pan Long put these things into the new bracers one after another, and then suddenly remembered one thing and hurriedly entered the Shan Hai Jing.
"Where's my gear slot?" he asked.
[Do I need to make an equipment slot?]
"Of course you do!"
[Equipment slot is being made...... The equipment slot is complete. γ
Pan Long opened the panel, swiped the page, and finally saw the equipment bar.
This time, the equipment bar combines the content of multiple games, in addition to a piece of equipment and eight hotstrips, there is also a one-click switching effect.
Now he can dress himself in three different outfits and switch between them at any time. But on the other hand, the equipment slot is integrated with his daily wear, that is, his usual outfit will also occupy one set of equipment slots, and only the other two sets can be spared.
As for the eight hotstrips, they're pretty much the same as before. You can put all kinds of things on it, and when you want to use it, you just have to move your mind.
It's a pity that the Holy Spirit Elixir is gone, if you can put a Holy Spirit Elixir in the hotbar, once you are fatally injured, it will be automatically used, which is equivalent to one more life.
There is no such thing as Wen Chao here.
Although he has mastered half of the Sutra of Mountains and Seas for many years, the Sutra of Mountains and Seas is in his hands, and he can only make things that he can understand, or that has already been analyzed. The Holy Spirit Elixir is an unimaginable treasure, he can't figure it out, and he can't get the real thing to analyze, so he naturally can't make it.
"Next time you get the Holy Spirit Medicine, bring it to me and let me see it fresh!" Wen Chao advised, "Everything in the Kyushu world is no longer new to me, if there is anything new, you must remember to bring it to me!"
Pan Long thought about it, took off the Most Holy Boots and gave it to him, and got the white eyes of his disgust.
"Stinky shoes away!"
Pan Long was speechless, and could only silently sigh that this person was also a double standard......
"Alright, you can leave early. Seeing that Pan Long was almost cleaned up, Wen Chao said, "I'll send you to a farther place, and then you will leave directly." As for the rest of the people here...... I'll let them out one after another to give you cover. β
Pan Long carried Han Feng on his back and walked out through a gate of light, but he saw that the sky was high and the earth was wide, and he had already arrived in the wilderness dozens of miles north of Qiaonan Town.
At this moment, the sun is already setting, and it is almost night. He looked back, and there was a ray of sunlight setting from the sky in the south, shining exceptionally brightly.
Obviously, the Giant Whale Gang Ren Fengtao and others are still continuing to search and fight in the treasure.
But none of this has anything to do with him.
After silently wishing them good luck, Pan Long carried Han Feng on his back, crossed the mountains and mountains, and walked towards Tongqu Avenue.
It took him one day to get back to the main road and another day to a town. paid for the carriage, acted as a coachman, and let Han Feng lie on the carriage all the way north.
Xiaoxing stays overnight and rushes every day. Han Feng's condition is also improving, from the beginning he can only wake up for a few moments a day, and then he wakes up more and falls into a coma less, and gradually regains his vitality.
But just as Wen Chao estimated, the resurrected Han Feng lost a lot of memories.
He still remembers many things, such as who he was, where he was born, what kung fu he learned, and how he went out with Pan Long.
But he didn't remember all the details of their adventures, the battles and adventures they experienced.
For the rivers and lakes, the only memories he left are the scenery along the way and the food in various places.
"That's fine. Pan Long said to himself, "Anyway, Ah Feng, what he cares about most is scenery and food, remember these things, and forget other things." β
Han Feng also had no memory of how he was injured. Pan Long told him that the two of them had heard that there was a spiritual grass that could live forever on a nearby mountain, and they went up the mountain to hunt for treasure, but they encountered a powerful demon beast.
"We actually survived the encounter with a powerful demon beast?" Han Feng was shocked, "That demon beast was already full at that time?"
"Almost......" Pan Long nodded, "I guess so." But I can't go back to it and ask about it, and they don't speak the same language......
Han Feng laughed and laughed happily.
Although his injuries were so severe that he had to lie in the carriage for months, and even lost a lot of memory due to the injury of his head, he felt that he was still the intellectual responsibility of the two-person team.
"Brother Long, you are too honest and too easy to deceive!" he said, "It's really unreassuring to be honest like this!"
Pan Long "angrily" showed the strength of his innate master, leaping like flying, the palm wind was like thunder, and he knocked down a big tree more than a dozen steps away on the side of the road with one palm.
Han Feng's eyes were about to pop out, and he couldn't help asking, "Brother Long...... How many memories have I lost?"
"It's not much, maybe six or seven years. Pan Long said lightly.
Han Feng jumped up directly and hit his head on the roof of the car: "Six or seven years?!, doesn't that mean that I'm in my twenties this year?"
"That's right. β
Han Feng quickly found a bronze mirror, looked at the immature face in the mirror, which would not be more than fifteen years old, and asked curiously, "But why do I feel like I am still fourteen or fifteen years old?"
Pan Long sneered: "Even if you live for another twenty or Chinese New Year's Eve years, you will still look like this! When we got a bottle of Dingyan Pill by chance, you thought that you could be young and immortal, so you took the medicine at that time." I don't know how long the elixir's potency lasts, but until it fails, you'll only be like this!"
Han Feng's eyes widened and asked, "What about Dingyan Dan?"
"In that compartment under your pillow. The white bottle is. β
Han Feng quickly opened the dark grid, looked at the red, white, and green bottles inside, picked them up one by one, and looked at the labels one by one, his eyes widened and widened.
In the end, he couldn't help muttering to himself: "Brother Long, let's ...... in the past few years What the hell did you do?"
"What else can you do? β
"I think...... Ordinary people wander the rivers and lakes, and they should not get any Dingyan Pill, Longevity Pill, Yijing Forging Bone Pill, Yiqi Tongmai Pill, and Rejuvenation and Life Renewal Pill in just a few years...... These things. Brother Long, we shouldn't have robbed the Danfang of which sect, right?"
"When the penny hero eliminated the Heavenly Hand Gang before, we picked up a bargain and ransacked the Heavenly Hand Gang's Danfang while the two sides were fighting. Pan Long said lightly, "Wasn't that your idea at the time?" Originally, I came to loot their treasury, but you said, 'Money and wealth are all things outside the body, if you want to rob them, you should rob the scripture pavilion or the Dan room.' So we first went to ransack the Dan Room, and then when we went to the Scripture Pavilion, we found that there were already people who had patronized it, and there was nothing good......
β...... Why did I forget about such a big thing?"
"You've been hit in the head, and the red and white are coming out. Fortunately, there is the Rejuvenation and Life Renewal Pill, otherwise I would only have to take your ashes back to Dingfeng Town. Pan Long sighed, "I only lost some memories, thank God!"
What he just said was naturally nonsense, but this long sigh was really sincere.
For ordinary people like Han Feng, whose lives are fragile, the rivers and lakes are really too dangerous.
If he just walked around on his own, maybe it would be nothing, but following him through the rivers and lakes, for him, it was really no different from looking for death.
Looking back, I have experienced countless battles over the years, and the innate masters who died under my hands can't be counted with both hands and feet. The real master has also seen a few, and even watched the immortal demon god die in front of him......
It's really, too dangerous!
Han Feng looked at the bottles one by one, imagining the scene when the two of them were in a fire and risked great danger to loot the Danfang, a well-known gang in Yizhou, and couldn't help but blush, all excited and proud.
"Although I don't remember, when I imagine it now, I feel nervous and excited......," he said, "It must have been the situation at that time, but it is still deeply imprinted in my heart, even if my brain doesn't remember it, my heart still remembers!"
Pan Long nodded and echoed.
He wondered if he was going to try to cultivate a spell that could be used to fabricate memories, and find an opportunity to fabricate some memories for Han Feng?
Wouldn't it be a little unreliable to make it up all by yourself and make up for this kid's brain? Will it be easy to be recognized?
But when I think about it, what is the most deceitful thing in the world?
Those big fools, those professional liars, don't they all talk and only talk for six or seven points, and let the victims make up for the rest!
What the crooks can do, they can certainly do. This is called a "white lie", which is good for yourself and Han Feng.
So he was at ease and continued to follow Han Feng's words, saying some vague and ambiguous words, and letting Han Feng make up the details by himself.
Anyway, after sending Han Feng back to Dingfeng Town this time, he estimates that he will not go back for many years. Even if I go back occasionally, I won't be able to stay for a few days. Don't worry about the confessions of two people not matching.
What's more, when Han Feng is older, he drinks and chats, brags, and talks about the mountains...... Too many times, he himself will remember these things vaguely. At that time, even if the details of the two people occasionally said were different, he would only think that someone had misremembered, and he would not have any doubts.
The guests in the tavern reminisced about the past, and often the content of the memories of several people was different, and there may even be a big difference. But who would doubt that their memories are fake? Everyone just thinks, "Alas, you've drunk too much, your brain is not working, and that's ......how it happened."
After Han Feng recovered from his injuries, their journey was smoother. When autumn turned to winter, when the snow was boundless, they finally crossed the towering Guimen Mountain, crossed the vast desert, and saw the long-lost Dingfeng Town.
From a distance, Dingfeng Town seemed to be no different from when they left, still a lonely city in the vast wilderness. Snow covered the earth, and in the midst of the white expanse, the black walls looked extraordinarily thick.
The carriage walked unhurriedly towards Dingfeng Town, and soon came to the south gate of the town. The gatekeepers were acquaintances, who didn't even have to get out of the car, greeted their old friends in the car, and drove straight into the city.
"Dingfeng Town looks exactly the same as in the past, and in six or seven years, nothing seems to have changed. Han Feng muttered to himself, "Only we have changed." β
Pan Long looked at his face, which didn't seem to be the same as when he set off, smiled, and didn't say anything.
Nothing has changed, isn't it good?