In the next few days, there were not many people who patronized the business of Maoshan incense candle shop, and those who came to visit the door were basically looking for Zhang Fan to see feng shui and draw painting charms.

Most of the time, he put more energy on several major projects of Ke Er's car training. He was very proficient in training, and he already had the confidence in his heart that he could pass it, so with the help of Coach Ren, he successfully made an appointment for the subject 2 exam, and waited until next Friday, when he would start taking the subject 2 exam.

During the day, it is used to practice driving, and at night, Zhang Fan will return to Fugui Huating to visit Chu Chu. Chu Chu has been in a coma for a long time, and there is no sign of waking up yet, so I really don't know when she will wake up.

In addition to visiting Chu Chu, he also took time to let Chu Feng meet Chu Yu. As soon as their sister and brother met, they couldn't control their excitement, and directly hugged each other and cried loudly.

cried to the end, and the two began to tell each other about their longing for a long time. After this meeting, Chu Feng seemed to have grown up a lot, becoming more angry and studying hard.

In the past few days, Zhang Fan also went to Chu Feng's school to check his learning situation, and in the process, he also found that the principal of this school seemed to have changed a new person.

It seems that what Zheng Baoyi said at the beginning was serious. It is true that this school has been vigorously rectified, and the principal has been changed by the way.

Back at the Maoshan incense candle shop, Peng Yuxiang of Peng's massage shop also invited Zhang Fan to eat in his shop many times.

I wanted to refuse, but Peng Yuxiang was too enthusiastic, and Zhang Fan couldn't shirk it every time, so he had to agree.

After repeating this for a few days, Zhang Fan became friends with him, and would go to his store from time to time.

Soon, the deadline to return to the labyrinth of hell has come again. Since dealing with the matter of the red-clothed pen fairy Sang Qiumeng, Zhang Fan has been living extremely comfortably these days, and nothing too troublesome has happened.

On the contrary, because there is nothing to do, this time is also fleeting. At 12 o'clock in the morning, a thick black fog came from all directions, quickly obscuring Zhang Fan's vision, and the next moment he was teleported away and returned to the magnificent courtyard of the transfer station.

But as soon as he returned here, his face couldn't help but change, and he seemed to have forgotten to take the wind chimes and them to travel and eat delicious food.

Sure enough, Feng Chime was looking at him with a murderous gaze, which made Zhang Fan's face embarrassed and a little embarrassed.

It's so embarrassing, I forgot about it again. It's like a father who promises to buy gifts for his children, but forgets them repeatedly.

In order not to hit the young heart of the wind chime, Zhang Fan had to spend five points and buy five cakes.

Looking at the five cakes, the gloomy little face of the wind chimes immediately burst into a bright smile, leaving all the unpleasantness behind.

Seeing that the mood of the wind chimes had improved, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally could enter the maze scene with confidence.

....... Just as he entered the maze scene, on the distant street outside the Maoshan incense candle shop at midnight, a ponytail and innocent girl wearing a blue down jacket and jeans strode up.

The girl put her hands in her pockets, looked at the Maoshan incense candle shop, her eyes moved slightly, a deep complexity appeared on her face, and she muttered: "I finally found it...... Zhang Fan...... Will you be there? "This girl is none other than Qing'er who came from Dachuan City thousands of miles away.

The time she came was very unlucky, and she arrived just after Zhang Fan returned to the hell labyrinth, and after all, she missed the encounter between them.

Qing'er approached the Maoshan incense candle shop step by step, and when she saw the rolling shutter door that was put down, her curved willow eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

"Why...... Close the door? Qing'er's voice trembled and she muttered to herself. After the words were spoken, she took out her old mobile phone from her pocket, looked at the time, and was a little surprised, it turned out that it was already more than 12 o'clock in the morning, and at this time, Zhang Fan might have rested a long time ago.

Qing'er stepped forward, stretched out her right hand, and knocked the roller shutter door, trying to wake up Zhang Fan.

But after knocking for a long time, no one responded inside, and it seemed that no one lived there. After knocking on the door for about a few more minutes, she looked a little gloomy and sighed in frustration when she saw that no one had come out.

Then next to the door of the Maoshan incense candle shop, I found a corner nearby and squatted down. She planned to wait for Zhang Fan's appearance here.

As long as Zhang Fan is found, he can follow him to Dachuan City to rescue his sister. After Qing'er sat down, she opened the video frame of her mobile phone, found a TV series, and began to watch it quietly.

"Yo! Little girl, why are you alone? Just as Qing'er was silently watching the TV series, suddenly, a flirtatious and provocative word resounded from a distance.

Hearing the voice, Qing'er raised her head slightly, and when she looked at it, her brows couldn't help frowning. Because, in the distance, I saw four or five yellow-haired young men walking and staggering, with lewd and lewd faces, walking towards her.

These four or five yellow-haired men were full of alcohol and drunk, obviously drinking a lot.

"Good sister, why are you here alone in the middle of the night? Come...... Have fun with your brothers! The yellow-haired men, with greedy fire in their eyes, looked at Qing'er excitedly.

But when they approached Qing'er for a distance and saw her face clearly, they were all stunned in place, their breathing became short for a while, and they began to swallow their saliva.

Pure, beautiful, lovely, superb, absolutely superb. They were all attracted by Qing'er's stunning beauty.

Such a big beauty is rare in the world, and I am afraid that it is a fairy in the sky, but it is nothing more than that. Even though a few of them often visit some adult clubs and are used to seeing many women of all kinds, compared to this girl, those women are simply vulgar fans.

This is the best beauty that is truly natural.

"It's beautiful!" There was a yellow-haired young man who was unconsciously stunned, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with saliva, and he was deeply attracted by Qing'er's appearance.

"Good sister, Sister Xiang, hurry up and play with your brothers!" Stunned for a moment, these yellow-haired young men could no longer suppress the evil fire gushing out of their hearts, and they all rushed towards Qing'er.

When Qing'er saw this scene, her brows furrowed even deeper, and she immediately put her old mobile phone in her pocket and slowly stood up.

The present age is not the antiquity of the past. All kinds of spirits such as snake fairies like them are not allowed to blatantly use their power against ordinary people.

As for why it is not allowed to be used, according to some big figures of the snake clan, in the early days of the founding of the country, some people who have attained the Tao have reached an agreement with them through God.

All things must not be refined. Even if you become a refinement, you need to limit your own strength, and you must not use it on ordinary people.

Otherwise, there will be a terrifying heavenly punishment, and the sky will be struck with five thunderbolts. Although she can't use mana, it doesn't prevent her from using martial arts and physical power.

She has lived for hundreds of years, and the kung fu she has mastered is not comparable to modern people. Crooked her neck, Qing'er walked slowly towards a few yellow-haired youths, wanting to give them a lesson that she would never forget.