Chapter 0008 - There are some things that should be found to be pinched

"I remember you said that you had someone you knew who just jumped off a building and died?"

In the void, two figures sat down.

Chen Fan didn't know what this place was, he just crossed his legs, looked up blankly, and found that the surroundings were boundless and extremely dark.

The figure opposite him was edged by a pale yellow gold, and it should be the scattered immortal.

"I don't know." Chen Fan felt tired from every word he said: "I can't remember it clearly." ”

"I don't remember exactly."

"Where is this?" Chen Fan felt a splitting headache, and he couldn't think like usual: "Void Realm? ”

"No, this is your divine sense, and it is your primordial spirit who is talking to me. The seven gods and six spirits are damaged, and you may have to recuperate for a while. Sanxian sighed: "I probed the aura in your body, and sure enough, there was nothing, I don't know what you opened the void realm with." If you can cultivate immortals, you can at least recover a little faster. ”

"I've never known any immortal cultivators, and it was only last week that I was able to open the Void Realm." Chen Fan smiled bitterly: "How can I compare with you?" ”

"The nine-story tower begins with the earth. Being able to open the void realm within a week and draw talismans with bare hands is already an outstanding talent. Sanxian's tone was very sincere.

It seems that he found that he couldn't quit the so-called sea of knowledge with his own efforts, Chen Fan gave up struggling, relaxed and his soul could rest for a while.

The strong men who broke through the empty door tortured him with noise, leaving no scars, and even if he recovered, he couldn't do anything to them.

Maybe, it was the person invited by the original company, otherwise Chen Fan couldn't think of who he still had a grudge with. And he came to the door immediately after he went to his classmate's company, and he may have been following him.

Leave the upper river? He remembered the strong man's request, which was not a problem for him, he had nothing to worry about on the river.

Especially after encountering this incident, he has already had the idea of retreating.

"I'll send you to the Wisteria Demon Mansion." Chen Fan introduced the ins and outs: "They may be more interested in your Heavenly Dao than I am. ”

San Xian was silent for a long time, and just when Chen Fan's consciousness was completely dormant, he said another word.

"I remember you said that you had someone you knew who just jumped off a building and died?"

Chen Fan's consciousness was pulled back again, and this matter lingered in his heart for a long time, and he never got an answer.

Sanxian had just said this sentence and repeated it again, as if it had also become his obsession. If Chen Fan didn't follow this sentence, the person opposite who was obviously missing half of his soul would be very paranoid and more serious.

"Yes, it's the senior I know, and the person who gave me these things."

"He didn't say anything when he gave you something?"

"Yes." Chen Fan struggled to recall the content of the WeChat chat: "But he seems to have just asked me to study it." ”

"After all, this is the last thing he handed you over. What I want to say is, maybe you can find everything he hid and find it, which can be regarded as the last consolation for him. ”

"Hide?"

"He can enter the void realm, and he will also have his own divine consciousness space. When the physical body dies, the consciousness will stay for a long time, especially for immortal cultivators. Sanxian said, "He must have something to say to you." ”

Heart knots.

Chen Fan only has these two words in his heart now, he admits that what Sanxian said is right, even if he really wants to leave, he must figure out what the senior wants to say before leaving. His death was most likely an accident and was not planned.

Or did he have a premonition that he would die, so he gave him the Dao Yuan Sutra in advance?

did not leave more information, probably because he was afraid that Chen Fan Huaibi would be guilty.

But regardless, there are some things that should be done.

The next day, Chen Fan woke up from the messy bed, he saw the sun, the urn was lying quietly on the ground, and a lot of ashes were scattered.

Chen Fan took the broom and swept the scattered immortal back and closed the lid. Then he walked into the bathroom and looked at his haggard self in the mirror.

He had been staying up all night for a week for the sake of this "Dao Yuan Sutra", and now it was time to go and finish.

"What are you going to do?" The voice of the scattered immortals came from his mind, Chen Fan wrapped the urn and held it in the palm of his hand, and a faint trace of energy implicated the two of them.

"Help, of course."

Chen Fan quickly sent a message to Qingping, then cleaned up the room and went downstairs with the urn.

There seemed to be some abnormal figures in the corner of the community, and the eyes hiding in the dark were focused on Chen Fan. Instead of digging up the hard drive buried under the tree, he walked straight out of the community, and ten minutes later, a Mazda pulled up in front of the door.

"I thought a big company like you would drive a luxury car." Chen Fan jumped in, glanced at the door of the community through the glass, and the people followed.

"The profit is only 700 million a year, and most of the money is supplied to the demon mansion. In the deep mountains and old forests, it is necessary to have electricity, network, and roads, all of which are expenses. The elders in the family, who are hundreds of years old, like to buy express delivery every day, order takeout and recharge the game, there is no way at all. ”

Hey? Looks like the life of these youkai is quite interesting?

"Tell me, what are you looking for me?" Qingping glanced at the rearview mirror: "Someone is indeed following you." ”

"Can you get rid of it?"

"As long as the other party is human." Qingping unhurriedly added a foot of the accelerator, and the car quickly slipped into a small road.

There are no street lights, no cameras, and no bystanders.

Chen Fan looked back, the trees and grass on both sides of the road seemed to come to life, and a section of the road without asphalt in the middle was quickly covered with weeds, all the view was blocked, and the road was blocked.

Qingping drove through the intersection unhurriedly, re-entered the busy street, and slowly stopped at the corner.

Suddenly, there was a crisp eagle roar in mid-air, and a backpack was thrown next to the car, Qingping turned to look at Chen Ping, and said with a slight smile: "You can trust me, give them your backpack, the backpack on the ground has clothes and some certificates, you can temporarily take it to change it first." ”

Chen Fan was suspicious, opened the car door and picked up his backpack, and glanced at the two falcons suspiciously, they were also staring at him very spiritually.

When I opened the backpack, there was indeed a set of clothes and documents inside, and the key was that the photo on the document was indeed a photo of Chen Fan.

"The Wisteria Demon Mansion doesn't have much money, but its ability is not small, and this little help can still help." Qingping said with a smile.

"I don't think he wants to hurt you." The voice of the scattered immortal sounded in Chen Fan's ears: "His cultivation is very weak, I can easily deal with him." ”

The latter sentence can be regarded as a guarantee for Chen Fan, he didn't say a word, left his backpack to the falcons, watched them disappear into the clouds, changed into the clothes and mobile phone given by Qingping, and continued to drive around.

After the same operation came a few times, Qingping finally spoke: "Where are you going?" ”

"Last week, one of my seniors jumped off the building and left, but there was no leakage at all. He was the one who gave me the "Daoyuan Sutra", a total of more than 300 pictures, but he didn't explain anything. I suspect he may have left something in the Void, and if he figured it out, he could give you anything that had nothing to do with me. ”

"Yes, deal, where to go first?"

"Go to his house first."