Chapter 160 Qianyuan Gong (Subscribe)

Hearing Chen Fan's words, the other party's face suddenly showed a trace of panic, and hurriedly said: "I, I don't know?"

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything else."

Chen Fan said: "I just want to ask why the old man is not here. I see that he has always been here."

"This, this is it."

Hearing this, the stall owner was relieved, looked at Chen Fan, shrank his neck, and said: "I just saw that the location here is good and no one is occupying it, so I came here. As for why the old man didn't come in the morning, I really don't know."

"So, he didn't come all day today?"

Chen Fan frowned.

It shouldn't be. With the character of this old man, even if he knows that no one will be fooled, he will still appear here regardless of the weather, waiting for the destined person.

"So it was him?"

At this time, some people around also noticed the situation here.

"I remember this guy has come here several times, right?"

"Yes, every time he comes, he seems to come to see the old guy. If I remember correctly, he came here once yesterday afternoon."

"Yes, yes, he even took out two or three hundred yuan at that time. The old man smiled so hard that his mouth was crooked."

"I really don't know what kind of shit luck the old man has, or is he really stupid and likes to be cheated."

"Maybe he is stupid."

The whispers around him reached Chen Fan's ears. He turned around and frightened many people so much that their faces turned pale. They looked around and pretended not to know.

"Does anyone know why the old man didn't come here today?"

No one answered.

Everyone looked as if it had nothing to do with them and they didn't care.

If you think about it, you will know that with the old man's temper, his popularity must not be very good. He should be thankful if he doesn't offend anyone.

So Chen Fan took out 10 yuan from his pocket, raised it, looked around and said, "If anyone knows where the old man lives and takes me there, the money belongs to him."

Instantly, the scene was silent.

Soon, a man in his early twenties raised his hand and shouted, "Brother, I know, I'll take you there!"

"I know too!"

A middle-aged woman was unwilling to lag behind, "I also know where the old guy lives, I'll take you there, you just need to give me 9 yuan."

"I'll give you 8 yuan! Just give me 8 yuan!"

"I know too, I only need 5 yuan!"

"You guys!"

Hearing these words, the man who agreed at first was furious.

He was obviously the one who reacted, but this group of people were so shameless! Are they human beings! Ah?

"Okay, you."

Chen Fan pointed to the man who asked for 5 yuan.

Although he didn't need this little money, saving is a virtue.

"Hehehe."

The man immediately showed a smug smile on his face, walked over and stretched out his hand, wanting to take the money.

"Don't worry, I will give you the money when we get there."

Chen Fan glanced at him.

"Okay, okay."

The man smiled, "Don't worry, big brother, the old man lives a few houses away from me, very close."

As he said, in the eyes of envy and jealousy, he took Chen Fan and walked north.

The road became more and more remote.

The surrounding environment also became dirty and messy.

There were a lot more people.

"Big brother, it's just in front."

The man smiled.

Chen Fan looked in front of him, it was a shantytown, there were probably a few hundred households.

The houses were low and dilapidated, connected to each other, less than one meter away from the door, very narrow, there were many ponds on the ground, potholes, corners, full of garbage.

The air was also filled with an indescribable bad smell, making people want to vomit.

Even though they were in the same Songjiabao, this place seemed to be two different worlds from the place where Yang Xiaochun and others lived.

Compared with their own village, the gap was also shockingly large.

At this moment, many skinny people were sitting at the door, looking at Chen Fan with curiosity, greed, and fear in their eyes.

"Brother, you must not leak money after I go in, otherwise, something bad may happen." The man reminded him kindly.

Although this is also Songjiabao, there is no guard to maintain order. Even if someone died, no one would check.

If Chen Fan took out dozens or hundreds of yuan, what would happen is self-evident.

He took Chen Fan and walked through one house after another, and finally came to a house with the door ajar and quiet inside.

"Brother, this is it."

The man rubbed his hands.

Chen Fan reached out and knocked on the door.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound was very loud.

"Who is it?"

A very unhappy voice sounded in the house.

Chen Fan nodded slightly. Yes, the voice was from the old man.

He took out five yuan and handed it to the man.

Instantly, everyone around him stared.

The latter took it with great gratitude and said expectantly: "Brother, if you need to find someone later, just tell me. Don't worry, the price is still the same."

"No more, just this one."

After saying that, he pushed open the door and walked in directly.

The light in the room was not good, it was very dark, and the smell was not good.

"Who are you?"

The old man's voice sounded again, and his tone was even more angry, "How can you enter someone else's house casually? Don't you know that trespassing is illegal?"

"Okay, you are doing illegal things yourself, and you still have the nerve to say others."

Chen Fan said, his eyes fell on a bed in the north, where the old man was leaning against the wall with his lower body lying on the bed.

"Little brother? Is it you?"

The old man was startled, and then he was emotional, as if he wanted to stand up from the bed, but the next second, a terrible cry rang out in the house.

"What's wrong with your leg?"

Chen Fan approached the bed and looked at the other's right leg.

"No, nothing."

The old man's face was distorted, and his face was frighteningly pale.

"Nothing?"

Chen Fan looked strange, "Is it broken?"

After a while, the old man recovered from the pain, and smiled at Chen Fan, saying: "When I came back at night, I didn't pay attention, and I accidentally broke my leg."

"Really?"

Chen Fan looked around.

I found that there were broken bowls on the ground, and the fragments were scattered all over the ground. In addition, there were some small scattered items, which were very messy.

A panic flashed across the old man's face, and he quickly changed the subject and said, "Little brother, why are you here?"

"I didn't see you at the stall, so I spent some money and asked someone to bring me here. You have to reimburse me for this money."

Chen Fan said.

"How could I be so..."

Just as he was about to sell his pity, his voice stopped abruptly, and then his eyes widened, looking at Chen Fan in disbelief and said, "Little brother, did you come here specially to find me? Could it be, could it be?"

"Yeah."

Chen Fan nodded and said, "Just this morning, my elder went to Anshan City specially."

"Gudong."

The old man swallowed hard, and the cleaning was like fifteen buckets of water, up and down.

"Then, what happened next?"

Chen Fan didn't say anything, and took out the small box he had given from his pocket.

The old man was startled, then he smiled self-deprecatingly,

"Sure enough, they didn't collect it? No wonder."

"It's not that they didn't collect it, but there was no one there."

Chen Fan said slowly: "The elder said that when he went there, 601 was empty, including the gate, and it had been moved away. The walls on both sides of the gate and inside were full of debt collection curses."

The old man was struck by lightning and said in a trembling voice: "You mean, they, they are in trouble?"

"I don't know."

Chen Fan shook his head expressionlessly, "I heard from the neighbors that the family had moved away two or three years ago, and they may have moved to other cities a long time ago."

"Do you know which city they moved to?"

The old man asked apprehensively,

"I don't know," Chen Fan glanced at him "Why, do you still want to find them?"

"No, no,"

The old man shook his head like a rattle, "Just asking casually, asking, no other meaning."

Chen Fan put the box on the table beside him and said, "I have done this for you. Next, should you keep your promise and give me the two martial arts you promised to give me?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Of course, I am actually worried about what to do if you come and can't find me. Fortunately, the two secret books are in that cabinet, on the second layer, you can see them as soon as you open it."

Chen Fan followed the direction of his finger, walked to a cabinet, squatted down, opened the second layer, and sure enough, two ancient secret books were lying quietly inside.

He took them out and said, "These are the two books."

"Well, the first one is the inner strength method, which is said to be able to strengthen the true qi in the body of a warrior. The second one is an archery method, which may be just right for you. Anyway, you can read it yourself. If you ask me, I don't understand."

The old man looked at it and said weakly.

Chen Fan's eyes fell on the cover of the first book.

[Qian Yuan Gong]

Three powerful and powerful characters.

He opened the first page. The page was yellowed and the handwriting was neat. It was probably a real book.

He looked carefully.

According to what was said on the page, this [Qian Yuan Gong] is a method of nourishing qi and training oneself. After practicing for a long time, it can not only strengthen the true qi in the body, but also the recovery speed is far faster than that of warriors at the same level.

After a quick glance, Chen Fan looked at the skill column,

[Qian Yuan Gong: I don't know anything (0%), not unlocked, unlocking conditions, Lianmai realm]

Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the old man kept his promise and gave a real one.

Although if you want to practice, you need to reach the realm of Lianmai, but this condition is easy to say. When I go back tonight, I can reach Huajin.

It is only one step away from Lianmai realm.

He closed the secret book, and his heart was full of expectations for the second one, because the old man said that this second book was an archery method.