Chapter 17: The Demons of the Heart

A month later, Liao Fan and his second uncle took their father to sleep in the open on the road and finally returned to Liaojia Village. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This incident instantly caused a sensation in the whole village, and the village chief and villagers came to visit in an endless stream, and they were very angry and helpless when they learned what happened.

Liao Fan's mother Yulan just started a few days, and she washed her face with tears every day, and in the end, she was afraid that her son would blame herself, and she didn't cry because she was worried that the child would leave a shadow on her psychology, and took care of her husband wholeheartedly.

In the room, Liao Yunan leaned on the bed, watching his wife and Liao Fan busy boiling medicine, his slightly resolute face was a little less depressed, and a faint smile was added.

The door to the room was gently pushed open, and the old village chief walked in on crutches.

"Village Chief, why are you here? Liao Yunan said with a smile.

"Well, don't move and pay attention to your body, I see that your complexion has recovered well recently, and I believe it won't be long before you can walk around on the ground. The old village chief comforted.

"It's already very satisfying to be able to pick up a life, how dare you hope to be able to walk, I know my body best, and it is estimated that it is impossible in this life. A touch of sadness flashed in Liao Yunan's eyes, but his tone was extremely calm.

Liao Fan, who was busy boiling medicine on the side, was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, although his father said it lightly, but he could feel that his father had been suppressing his emotions, and he didn't want to drag this family down because of himself.

"Last time, the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum was sold in a hurry, otherwise it would be of great help to you, I discussed it with the villagers and decided to take out five thousand gold coins to ask you to ask the best doctor to treat your injuries. The old village chief took out a bag of gold coins and put it on the table.

"Then thank you!" Liao Yunan said with a smile.

"I heard that there is a rare red spirit grass in the interior of the mountain range, which blooms in ten years and bears fruit in a hundred years, and the heaven and earth aura contained in the fruit is extremely huge, which has a great effect on restoring the body. The old village chief said.

"Inside the mountains, it's very dangerous, I don't know how many unknown beasts are hidden. Liao Yunan said with some concern.

"The chances are slim, but it's better than nothing, and I've arranged for the team of hunters in the village to go around the interior at the right time, wouldn't it be better if they do. The old village chief said with a smile.

Liao Fan listened attentively to the conversation between the two, and when he heard the red spirit fruit, his body stiffened, if what the village chief said was true, this news was tantamount to bringing him a great piece of good news, even if there was only a 1 in 10,000 chance, it was definitely not to be missed, and then secretly made up his mind to go to the inside of the mountain range tomorrow to find it.

Liao Fan sent the old village chief away, brought the medicine bowl to his father's mouth and let him drink it, and after doing everything, he found an excuse to leave the room.

When you come to the only blacksmith shop in the village, you can take a look at the weapons displayed on both sides.

"Liao Fan, I'm not at home to take care of your father, why do you have time to come to me?" said a shirtless middle-aged strong man.

"Uncle Liao Shan, I want to buy a weapon. Liao Fan scratched his head and said with a dry smile.

"What are you doing with weapons?" asked the strong man known as Liao Shan, cautiously.

"My father lost his mobility, and it was time for me to share some of the family's burden, so I decided to go hunting in the mountains in exchange for some gold coins to supplement the family. Liao Fan said.

"I see, then which weapon do you have in your picture?" Liao Shan breathed a sigh of relief, the little guy in front of him grew up by himself, and there was such a big incident in the family, he was really worried that he would not want to wait for the opportunity to take revenge, which was tantamount to embarking on the road of suicide.

Looking around, Liao Fan's eyes finally fell on a three-pronged halberd, in the last few days, in the space in the dream, the teacher is not casting the "Heavenly Thunder Fist", but has practiced a set of extremely domineering halberd techniques, the Yellow Order Advanced Technique: Lei Ze Splitting Light Halberd!

During this time, I have been busy taking care of my father, and my mood is not particularly stable, and every time I go in to look at it, I retreat, but this time, I have to face the inner mountains like a labyrinth from scratch, and I don't have some protective measures on my body, so I'm really afraid that I won't be able to get out.

Stretched out his hand and pulled out the war halberd displayed on the shelf, measured the weight, seemed to feel a little lighter, frowned, and said with some embarrassment: "Uncle Liao Shan, are there any heavier war halberds?"

Looking at the young man in front of him in astonishment, he swallowed and foamed, and Liao Shan said a little incredulously: "This weapon weighs eighty catties, and it is quite difficult for ordinary people to wield it, but you actually say that it is very light?"

"Uncle Liaoshan, have you forgotten that I have been training in Sanqingguan for a long time, and my body has long surpassed ordinary people. Liao Fan explained.

"At present, there is only this one, and the halberd is very troublesome to make, and it is not very suitable for hunting, so there are very few people who buy it. Liao Shan said.

Hearing this, Liao Fan thought for a moment, the current time is urgent, he really can't wait for the reservation, he shook his head helplessly, and then asked, "How many gold coins is this weapon?"

"This halberd is given to you!" Liao Shan rubbed Liao Fan's head and said with a sincere smile.

Looking at Uncle Liao Shan's sincere appearance, Liao Fan's heart warmed, and he didn't bend over and bow, and left the blacksmith shop with the halberd.

Looking at Liao Fan's departing back, Liao Shan smiled with relief, then picked up the semi-finished product and forged it, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the table, at this moment, there were five glittering imperial gold coins on it.

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In the dream space, Liao Fan danced with the teacher's figure, and compared it little by little, the feeling seemed so natural as if it came naturally, and his comprehension of the power of thunder was gradually increasing.

Although wielding the halberd now looks a little funny or clumsy, the trajectory of each halberd is the same as that of the teacher, and the only thing lacking is the ability to control the exercises.

Liao Fan tirelessly performed again and again, remembering every action in his mind again and again, and the speed began to get faster, becoming less jerky than before, I have to say that the lethality and explosiveness of weapons are absolutely superior to those of punches and feet.

"Whirring ......"

In the dream space, in the direction of the war halberd, the sound of breaking wind was everywhere, and the war halberd mixed with a trace of thunder power comprehension was like a shocking thunder dragon spitting lightning, domineering and arrogant to make people feel awe.

Gradually, the happy time with his father came to mind, the majestic and tall figure seemed to be a towering giant tree to shelter him from the wind and rain, and it seemed to be a towering mountain to help him go up far away, he was intoxicated and did not want to wake up, suddenly, another picture made his heart tremble, the hideous face that will never be forgotten in this life is like a giant axe to cut down the towering giant tree, and then turned into a giant foot ruthlessly stepped on the majestic peak......

"Whirring ......"

With the ups and downs of his thoughts, the halberd in his hand changed from being calm just now to turning over the river and the sea, and the speed of waving was getting faster and faster, like a thunder and lightning light curtain, and Liao Fan's slender body was completely hidden in it.

"Die!"

"Bang ......"

The light curtain disappeared, Liao Fan flew up and held the halberd in both hands, a pair of black eyes had already become scarlet and bloodthirsty, and in his pupils, he seemed to see the hypocrite who made him want to cut a thousand knives just standing in place and looking at himself with contempt, and the halberd smashed into the illusory figure......