Chapter 682: coma

Chapter 683 Coma

"Grandpa, Big Brother is awake."

A burst of joyous cheers rang out, and Zhuo Bufan opened his eyes and found himself lying on a wooden bed. The whole room was made of wood and was very crude.

He remembered that after he destroyed the people of Heaven and Hell, he encountered several waves of killers sent by other organizations in the middle, and they were all defeated by him. However, because of the injuries on his body, Zhuo Bufan was a little hard to persevere, so he was a remote one. The foot of the mountain planned to force out the venom remaining from the dagger, but he did not expect to fall asleep exhausted because of the excessive consumption of true essence.

This was the hardest time for Zhuo Bufan to be reborn in Blue Star two years ago, but when he was in the realm of cultivation, it was much more difficult than this.

"When I enter the innate and have stronger strength, these people can't help me at all." Zhuo Bufan squeezed his fist. He hated him this time. He hated himself for being too careless, and underestimated the ability of Heaven and Hell.

This is not the realm of cultivation, he can have no scruples. This is Yu Lanxing. He has parents, friends, and Ye Ziqin's sword. If he falls, waiting for his relatives and friends will be endless revenge. Strike, the consequences of just thinking about it made Zhuo Bufan feel a little scared.

"Next time I can't be so reckless, what should I do if my parents fall, and what about Ye Ziqin and Shi Jian." Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth and said.

He came back to his senses at this time, and after taking a look at the room, he saw a little girl in a shabby cotton-padded coat standing in front of him, about seven or eight years old, with a chubby face, her nose and cheeks flushed with cold, she was right. Look at him with big, clean, clear and bright eyes.

"Why am I here?" Zhuo Bufan looked at the little girl with a smile on his face.

Just now the coldness and chill in his eyes shocked the little girl, and she could only stand aside in a daze.

Now that he was smiling, the little girl said timidly: "It was my grandfather and I who found you fainted, so I carried you back."

Zhuo Bufan glanced, the wound on his arm had been bandaged, it must have been the little girl's grandfather.

"Huniu, come out to help Grandpa." At this moment, an old voice sounded outside.

"Come on." Hu Niu wiped the flowing nose and ran out of the room. After a while, an old man walked in. The old man was about 60 years old, with some creases in his skin, and a thin, dry body. At the waist, wind, frost and disaster made his face full of folds.

"Master, you are awake." The old man looked at Zhuo Bufan and asked. This farmer who has been honest for a lifetime always has a cautious attitude.

Zhuo Bufan got out of bed and stood up, and said, "Thank you, old man, for saving me."

"It's okay, it's okay. It's a matter of effort." The old man shook his head and said, Hu Niu next to him handed him a dry cigarette.

Zhuo Bufan chatted with the old man for a while, only to realize that he had been in a coma for two days and two nights, and that this place was just a remote village called'Taoxian', surrounded by mountains, and the traffic was very inconvenient. The road and the winding mountain road, the surrounding green mountains are like natural green barriers, just like the paradise described by Tao Yuanming.

The old man's surname is Zhou. He lives on farming and collecting medicine from the mountains. The little girl's parents are working outside. Only he stays at home with her grandfather. His nickname is Hu Niu.

"Grandpa Zhou, I'm afraid I will stay in your house for a few days," Zhuo Bufan said.

Old Man Zhou sat on the threshold, took the dry cigarette to the ground and knocked it, but his action was paused, and his face changed slightly.

Zhuo Bufan didn't know what he was thinking. An honest farmer who had lived in a mountain village all his life saved a man and had a knife on his body. It was not easy at first sight, and no one wanted to be implicated.

"Grandpa Zhou, don't worry. I don't think you will be involved. I just want to take a break and heal." Zhuo Bufan said, took out a bottle of Dragon Fish Pill and said, "Grandpa Zhou, I don't think you are in good health. You have rheumatism and asthma. If you take this bottle of pills a day, the pain will disappear soon."

This can also be regarded as Zhuo Bufan's principle of life. He never bows his head to the powerful, but he is humble and respectful to ordinary people who are kind and respectful, and the grace of dripping water flows in return.

"This..." Grandpa Zhou hesitated and nodded.

In the next few days, Zhuo Bufan began to live in Zhou's house. This dilapidated house was in disrepair for a long time. Zhuo Bufan helped to mend the leaks and restore his body by the way. He occasionally went to the mountains to collect medicine with Hu Niu and came back with some game.

After a week, everyone in the village knew that an unexpected visitor had arrived.

Zhuo Bufan has a variety of powerful exercises. Every morning, he goes to the deep mountains to practice and absorb the spiritual energy around him. The injuries on his body have recovered seven or eighty-eight, and there is even a vague sign of strengthening.

On the journey of cultivation, it is never an honest retreat to practice absorbing spiritual energy, but in the constant battle, the realm cultivation base progresses faster.

"The strength has been restored seven or eighty-eight, and you can continue on the road." That morning, Zhuo Bufan practiced on the top of the mountain for a night, feeling refreshed, and then returned to the mountain village.

But as soon as I walked to the gate of Zhou's hometown, I saw a group of people surrounded here.

"Old Man Zhou, I will leave you alone now. I said what good is it for you to live in this broken house. It's not that we don't give you money."

"Yes, Lao Zhou promised them to sell, otherwise they often come to you, and your life will not be easy."

Zhuo Bufan frowned and saw a group of people dressed as punks standing outside Zhou Lao's house. Zhou Lao and his granddaughter Tiger Girl stood opposite those people, with timid expressions on their faces.

The man headed by the punks is a bald head with a green snake spitting out a letter on his neck. He is about 35 or six years old. He touched his bald head and stared at him harshly: "Old man Zhou, I have already given After you have spent a week, are you really bullying when you think of me as Leopard?"

"Master Leopard, I...I really can't sell this house. I live here all my life. I'm not used to letting me go to other places. Besides, my old woman is buried behind the house. If you do demolition, what about my old woman's grave? Do it?" Although Old Man Zhou was scared, he still blushed and argued.

"Damn, shameless to face?" Leopard's face showed a cruel look, "Believe it or not, I burned your house, making you better off living?"

"You shamelessly... bullying my grandfather, I'll report that person." Hu Niu raised her small face, and her **** eyes showed anger.

"Little girl, there is no place for you to speak, she looks so good, and how to speak so awkwardly." Suddenly a monkey-like **** walked up to Hu Niu and reached out and wiped her little face.

Hu Niu froze for a moment, and immediately started crying. Old man Zhou was trembling with anger, and the surrounding villagers were horrified and greeted.

It turned out that a sharp blade was hidden between the thin man's fingers, and a cut was made on Hu Niu's face, and red blood was flowing out.