The jade pendant hung back on Wan'er's body, the pure golden yellow color and her snow-white complexion were set off, showing a different style, not only beautiful, at the moment when the jade pendant was hung back, a series of ripples loomed around it, and then spread out.

Zhang Fan on the side could see clearly that these ripples were not spreading anything from the jade pendant, but a strange aura that filled the entire room, and was instantly repelled by the jade pendant, which formed such a situation.

For the jade pendant with a strong surname, the picture scroll that hints at something, and the teleportation array, all of this seems to tell what secrets are hidden in the Qingjun man named Shu Wuji.

"It's a pity. ”

Zhang Fan sighed secretly and shook his head helplessly, he couldn't go to the other end of the teleportation array to find out, no matter how much he thought about it, it would be vain. So he didn't delve into it anymore, but looked back at the room and the secret room for a while, then frowned, and suddenly asked, "Wan'er, do you usually live here?"

It's okay to have a room, after all, the boulder is blocked, not ordinary people can enter and exit, and it is normal to be dilapidated, but there is also a thick accumulation of dust in the secret room, which is not very reasonable.

"Not really. ”

Wan'er shook her head and said, "Wan'er usually lives in the village, and this is where my father used to live. ”

"That's where he came out!"

"Really!"

As she spoke, she emphasized it as if she had added a snake, and then looked at Zhang Fan nervously, as if she was afraid that he would not believe it.

Zhang Fan smiled dumbly, nodded and comforted her.

If it were those ordinary people who lived here, they would naturally not be able to believe such a mysterious thing, but after Zhang Fan saw that teleportation array with his own eyes, there was nothing he didn't understand.

Shu Wuji obviously got here through this teleportation array, and like him, he is an outsider, whether it is a picture scroll or a jade pendant, it all shows this.

It's strange, looking at the situation on the picture scroll, this person is clearly a person who cultivates immortals, how could he settle down after arriving here, marry a wife and have children, and leave Wan'er as a daughter, which is a little strange.

Before he could continue to ask, Wan'er had already told herself where her father had come from, and her words were full of pride and pride.

Speaking of which, it is also a coincidence, Wan'er's mother was taking berries and other things in the open space outside this castle, and she happened to see Shu Wuji walking out of the castle, and before she could do anything, she fell to the ground with a "plop" and fell unconscious.

Wan'er's mother is also a kind-hearted person, so she took Shu Wuji home to take care of her, and everything went naturally after that.

According to Wan'er, her father did not seem to be in good health, and he had hemoptysis all year round, and he passed away a few years ago.

After Zhang Fan listened, he groaned slightly, and roughly understood the whole story.

Shu Wuji didn't know where to teleport here, and when he arrived here, he was already seriously injured and died, no wonder he didn't leave, and no wonder the face of the man on the scroll was full of twilight, as if it was nearly dusk.

An immortal cultivator who should not be weak is trapped in this small place because of serious injuries, surrounded by ordinary people who don't know anything, step by step, unrelieved towards death, the desolation and suffering in the middle can be understood even if he has never experienced it himself.

After Wan'er finished speaking, she seemed to be a little sad, and fell silent for a while.

After a while, Zhang Fan opened his mouth to break the silence and asked, "Wan'er, did your father leave anything behind?"

At this time, he became more and more interested in the origin of Uncle Wuji and his person, as well as the source of these strange breaths, and the premonition in the dark told him that these were very important!

It's a pity that there are no other clues worth paying attention to here, except for the teleportation array that can't be used yet, so I had to hit the idea on Shu Wuji's relic.

"Yes. ”

Wan'er nodded vigorously, and then said gloomily: "It's at home, Wan'er doesn't dare to go back." ”

Zhang Fan nodded understandingly, a bunch of monsters were waiting, no one dared to go back, in the midst of loneliness and despair, Wan'er hid in the castle, presumably hoping that someone could come out of it like his father did back then and rescue her!

The realization of the last line of hope in this despair will leave an eternal mark on people's hearts, and if we pin our hopes on religion, it will often be transformed into piety, pinned on people's bodies, that is, an inexplicable trust and attachment.

It's no wonder that Wan'er's attitude towards him is too kind, as if she is not a stranger who meets for the first time, but like half of a relative who can be relied on.

"Let's go, there's nothing to fear with me. ”

Zhang Fan smiled, took Wan'er's little hand, turned around and walked outside the secret room, halfway through, he suddenly paused, glanced at the teleportation array in the room, and thought in his heart, and slapped the Qiankun bag, a disc and several flags appeared in his hand.

This is a simple array plate, Zhang Fan himself has forgotten when it is the trophy, and it is not very useful to him, but at this time, it can play a role.

Under Wan'er's curious gaze, he flicked his hand slightly, and the array plate and flag flew out of his hand, and instantly inserted into the secret room, and then the billowing clouds and smoke were flooded, and they spread all over the secret room in an instant, and then seemed to dissolve to the four walls, disappearing.

After doing this, Zhang Fan took out a piece of jade material from his arms, and his fingers carried the great true power, and slowly swiped on it.

In an instant, the whole piece of jade became a red and red color like a soldering iron, and the fingers passed by, and the jade chips flew one after another, and in a few moments, a simple and unpretentious jade pendant was formed.

This is actually the simplest refining process, Zhang Fan through this action, engraved on the jade pendant a ban that can enter and exit the previous formation, as long as the person wearing the jade pendant enters, the formation will not be activated, otherwise the future people will be blocked.

"Wan'er, you wear this jade pendant, if you encounter any danger in the future, remember to avoid it here, do you know?"

Handing the jade pendant to Wan'er, Zhang Fan opened his mouth and admonished.

"Hmm!" Wan'er nodded vigorously, happily taking the jade and putting it on her body, and then covered her chest with her hand, as if to confirm its existence.

Looking at the happy smile on her face, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, no longer stayed, and left the castle with her, returning to the dead village he had been to before.

Under the leadership of Wan'er, the two came to an ordinary small courtyard.

When he arrived here, Zhang Fan looked left and right, the normal courtyard was not much different from what he saw in the village earlier, the same dilapidated, but slightly cleaner, it seemed that Wan'er had lived here for a while.

What really caught his attention was not the dilapidated courtyard, but the two towering tombs in the middle of the small courtyard.

On top of the two graves, there are two tombstones, one wood and one stone, one rough and one delicate, respectively, and it is obvious that Wan'er's parents are buried.

Shu Wuji didn't know what kind of psychology it was, so he buried his wife's grave in the courtyard, and the little girl Wan'er was ignorant, and after her father's death, she actually did the same, so she formed this appearance.

"Brother, you wait for me here, Wan'er go in and get it. ”

Unlike Zhang Fan, who looked left and right, Wan'er saw this dilapidated courtyard with a clear smile on her face, and the feeling of home clearly surfaced, and said with a smile.

Immediately, after Zhang Fan nodded, she jumped through the cracked wooden door into the room and rummaged around.

Zhang Fan set aside a bit of consciousness to pay attention to the situation in the house, and then focused his eyes on the two tombstones.

The wooden tombstone is extremely rough, and at first glance it looks like it was cut directly from a dead wood with an axe, and there are seven big characters written on it in crooked and immature handwriting: "The Tomb of Daddy and Uncle Wuji".

This tombstone and the small dirt bag with potholes underneath are obviously Wan'er's handiwork.

Another grave next to it, where Wan'er's mother lived, was very different.

Although it is buried in the courtyard, it is covered with bluestone bricks on the tomb, bent into a dome-shaped, if it is not for the small scale, it is not inferior to the mortal magnates.

The tombstone is made of bluestone three feet long and two feet wide, and the edges and corners are polished so rounded that even an old stonemason would never have done so.

On the front of the tombstone, the silver hook iron painting is engraved with six big characters of "The Tomb of the Beloved Wife Yunshui", and on the handwriting, a sharp and depressed artistic conception coexists, which is clearly revealed through a few brushstrokes.

Especially on the word "Yunshui", Zhang Fan clearly saw that the surroundings of these two words were obviously much smoother than other places, as if they were pulped, and even the handwriting seemed a little light, obviously someone had been able to get to this point for many years.

There are no sad words such as the loss of a loved one, sorrow and pain, but the hard bluestone can be worn by thoughts, but it is more shocking than any words.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan was a little suspicious of his previous opinion, Shu Wuji didn't seem to be casually combined with Wan'er's mother when he was recovering from hopelessness, but now it seems that he really looks affectionate.

"Found it!"

After a while, a girl's cheer came out of the room, and then a delicate figure ran out, panting slightly in front of Zhang Fan, and on the tender white hand, a bone flute as crystal like jade was held tightly.

"Huh?"

Zhang Fan's eyes froze, he took the bone flute from Wan'er's hand and looked at it carefully.

When he first saw it, he realized that this was no ordinary musical instrument.

Above the bone flute, there were obvious spiritual energy fluctuations, how could it be hidden from the eyes of him, a refining master, and even without taking over, he was sure that this was at least a mid-level or above spiritual weapon.

In the end, he received it, but it was because of its material that aroused Zhang Fan's interest, and it was not the first time he had seen such a material.

While holding the bone flute in his hand, a high-level magic weapon that had not been used for many years also flew out of the Qiankun bag with his movements, and fell into his hand and compared with the bone flute.

- Flying Cloud Boat!

After a while, Zhang Fan's face suddenly became solemn.

(To be continued)