In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone into the cave from outside the cave, Chen Fan opened his blurred eyes, looked at the simple furnishings around him, sat up in disappointment, leaned against the wall, stared at his toes blankly, and muttered after a long time: "It turns out that all this is true, really dead! Hahahaha! Chen Fan smiled so desolately, smiled and smiled, and a drop slipped from the corner of his eye.

He reached under his body, pulled out the box containing his military uniform from under the pillow under him, hugged it tightly in his arms, pressed his face to it, and tried to smell the past.

It was only at this moment that he felt that they were all alive, that they were by his side.

After a long time, Chen Fan got up, gently pushed open the small door of the stone cave and came to the outside of the cave, and the fresh air with the fragrance of flowers and plants rushed to his face, which was refreshing. A faint mist swirls through the forest, flowing slowly, and the birds are not surprised by people, jumping up and down the trees, and chirping gracefully.

Chen Fan closed his eyes and felt this harmonious poetry with his heart.

Although the scenery was pleasant, he couldn't be happy, he looked at the empty cave behind him, and walked down the mountain without looking back, to face the strange world.

Before he could take a few steps, he met the old man from yesterday.

Lao Dao glanced at Chen Fan and didn't say much, and then walked forward with the cloth bag in his hand, and Chen Fan saw that Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his head and staggered down the mountain, and Chen Fan stopped at the moment when the two met.

It's not that Chen Fan wants to stop, but the old Tao who passed by grabbed Chen Fan's hand at the moment of rubbing his shoulders, Chen Fan was suddenly dragged by the old way and instinctively wanted to shake it away, but seeing the thin body of the old way, Chen Fan retracted the gushing internal energy, and stood there quietly to see what the old dao wanted to do, and the old dao was not ambiguous After grabbing Chen Fan, he dragged it back.

Seeing Lao Dao acting like this, Chen Fan was a little anxious, since he learned yesterday that he was condemned as a thief, he didn't want to stay here, because he was afraid that this matter would be known by the government and would bring unwarranted disasters to Lao Dao, Chen Fan saw that Lao Dao still wanted to keep himself in his heart and couldn't help but feel anxious, he couldn't care about Lao Dao's old age, and instinctively wanted to break free from the shackles of Lao Dao, but what surprised Chen Fan was that no matter how he broke free, he couldn't let Lao Dao's hand take away from his body, Chen Fan, who really had no choice, couldn't care about Lao Dao's old age, and a burst of energy broke out of his body, Lao Dao seemed to feel something, and his palm shook slightly a few times and still grabbed Chen Fan and didn't let go。

Chen Fan looked at Lao Dao beside him in surprise, just a moment ago, he felt that his strength hit the cotton, and Lao Dao continued to pull Chen Fan as if nothing had happened, seeing that he was about to be pulled back.

Chen Fan turned his head to look at Lao Dao with a bitter face, and said helplessly: "Dao Chief, let me go! If I keep staying here, if I am discovered, it will bring you unwarranted disasters!" Old Dao turned his head to look at Chen Fan, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and then he only said lightly: Let's talk about it after eating.

Listening to Lao Dao's words, Chen Fan helplessly turned his head and glanced at Lao Dao, then nodded, and did not make any further struggle, not only did Lao Dao have an eye behind him, but Chen Fan's abandonment of resistance made Lao Dao understand that Chen Fan would go back with him.

In the next moment, he let go of the hand that dragged Chen Fan, and walked towards the cave without looking back, not worried that Chen Fan would leave.

Chen Fan stayed in place and was silent for a long time, he looked down at his calloused hands, and then turned his head to look at Lao Dao, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, and finally he moved and walked in the direction of the cave.

Lao Dao, who had been paying attention to the movement behind him, breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, and then continued to walk.

After a while, the two came to the mouth of the cave, and Lao Dao rushed in, and on the other hand, Chen Fan had to hesitate at the entrance of the cave, just when he was still struggling with whether to go in, Lao Dao dragged an iron pot out, and then threw the pot to Chen Fan, who was entangled.

Seeing that Lao Dao threw the pot over, the tangled Chen Fan hurriedly took out his hand to catch the cauldron, don't look at the old Dao was very easy when he shook the pot, but when Chen Fan touched the pot, his brows furrowed, he underestimated the weight of this pot, Chen Fan hurriedly urged his whole body to stop the pot from moving forward.

But despite Chen Fan's best efforts, he was never able to stop the advance of the pot, so Chen Fan was pushed a few feet away by the pot.

Chen Fan, who stopped, gasped for breath with both hands, looked up at the traces he had slid on the ground, glanced at the pot lying on the ground with palpitations, and then shook off his somewhat numb hand, staggered to the pot, looked at the pot on the ground with a solemn face, took a deep breath and concentrated the strength of his whole body to hold up the pot at once.

But this time, when Chen Fan lifted the pot with all his strength, an accident happened, only to see that the pot suddenly broke away from Chen Fan's hands, and flew into the air with a swish, Chen Fan looked down at the palm full of scars in a daze, and then looked up and took a deep look at the pot stuck on the branch, and he realized at this moment that it was not the pot that became heavier just now, but someone used means to increase the weight. After thinking about this, Chen Fan glanced at the old Tao in the distance in a complicated way.

And the latter seemed to find that Chen Fan was looking at him, beckoned to Chen Fan and then pointed to the pot on the tree, Chen Fan looked up and found that the pot that was still on it just now had disappeared without a trace.

He immediately turned his head to look at Lao Dao, it seemed that Lao Dao would have known that Chen Fan would look at him, and then beckoned to Chen Fan to let Chen Fan pass, Chen Fan walked in front of Lao Dao and glanced at him, lowered his head, and didn't say anything.

Lao Dao patted Chen Fan on the shoulder and asked him to look at the tree, Chen Fan was surprised to find that the pot appeared on it again, just when Chen Fan was in shock.

The old man behind him walked up to Chen Fan and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a meaningful smile: "Little guy, sometimes what you see is not necessarily true, but sometimes you still have to believe in your eyes, what is there will always be there, no matter what means you use to hide it, but it will always be there, and it is only a matter of time before it is revealed." ”

Listening to Lao Dao's words, Chen Fan pondered for a while, then turned his head to look at Lao Dao on the side, and said in a cold tone, "But I can't wait!"

Lao Dao glanced at Chen Fan meaningfully and didn't say much.

A wail from his stomach broke the peace, Chen Fan touched his stomach in embarrassment, and Lao Dao was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and then laughed, raised the crutch in his hand and knocked it on Chen Fan's head, and said with a smile, "Then your stomach can't wait, get the pot down first, and then talk about what happened." ”

Chen Fan walked into the big tree with the pot stuck without looking back, and with a loud bang, the pot on it fell under the violent shaking of the tree.

Chen Fan, who hesitated for a while, finally picked up the pot, and then walked to Lao Dao's side and returned the pot to Lao Dao.

When Lao Dao saw this, he smiled and scolded: "You little rabbit cub is hungry now, not me, go cook for yourself." Then he threw the previous cloth bag to Chen Fan.

Years of marching experience made him quickly prop up the stand, lit the fire, put the pot on it, remembered the cloth bag that Lao Dao gave him before, opened the cloth bag from his arms, and saw that it was a grain of jade and full rice, he turned his head in disbelief to look at Lao Dao who entered the cave to read, Chen Fan understood that his stomach was empty at the moment, and it was not suitable to eat greasy things, he wanted to find some wild fruits in this mountain forest to satisfy his hunger first, but he didn't expect Lao Dao to buy rice for him to go down the mountain, looking at the rice in the belt, the amount of a bowl of rice was just right。

Then Chen Fan began to get busy with breakfast, and after a while, two bowls of fragrant rice porridge were ready. He took one of the bowls and put it on the stone table, and without waiting for the old man to say anything, he withdrew on his own, and then began to eat by himself.

After breakfast, the sky was already getting brighter and brighter, and after Chen Fan turned his head and moved his body a little to make sure that those injuries did not leave any hidden dangers for himself, he let out a faint breath.

With the old queen hearing the sound of the old way changing him in, Chen Fan Chen Fan took a deep look at the old dao who was sitting in the cave, and took a breath of turbidity and walked into the cave.

And Lao Dao didn't look at Chen Fan who walked into the cave, but lit the candle in the cave by himself, because it was daytime, the brilliance of the candle was very dim, but now Chen Fan didn't care about this.

Now he cares more about the identity of Lao Dao, through the conversation just a few words, Chen Fan knows that he has been exposed, what he needs to do most urgently now is to determine the identity of Lao Dao, whether he is friend or foe, if it is not a friend, such a person will definitely not be able to leave alive, thinking that Chen Fan touched the back of his waist.

Lao Dao, who had not made the slightest movement before, suddenly said, "Don't brush those little cleverness, you fought with me just now, you know better how many pounds and taels you have, don't do that if you are interested." ”

Chen Fan was obviously frightened, his hand behind him trembled, and after struggling for a moment, he decided to put his hand in front of him, and then stared at the old Tao in front of him.

And Lao Dao didn't care at all, Chen Fan's eyes said to himself, "I know you have a lot of doubts, you don't have the ability to understand, at least you don't have that strength now." ”

Chen Fan nodded undeniably, after the battle just now, he could be very sure that the Daoist in front of him would have no trouble killing him.

Lao Dao chuckled, picked up the book beside him, pointed at Chen Fan, and continued, "Boy, have you read these books?"

Chen Fan nodded, but then shook his head.

Lao Dao asked a little puzzled, "What does this mean?"

Chen Fan said lightly: "I don't understand it!"

Hearing Chen Fan's answer, Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "That's right, if you don't understand it, it's equivalent to reading it in vain!"

Lao Dao picked up a book and flipped through it casually, and said softly, "These books, some people say that they are martial arts cheats, and some people say that there are treasures in them, and more people say that there is nothing at all that the predecessors wrote and painted and played, in fact, the book itself has nothing, but there are many people who say it, and some things start from scratch, do you still want to read it again?"

Chen Fan looked at the book in Lao Dao's hand, shook his head without much thought, and said, "It's meaningless, sometimes you can't understand it, maybe it's done well!"

Then Chen Fan walked up the mountain without looking back.

Looking at Chen Fan's distant figure, a trace of unbearability flashed in Lao Dao's eyes, and then he gently put down the book in his hand and walked out of the cave, but he didn't know where to go.