The black-haired woman blushed and quickly lowered her head.
However, a woman in purple clothes who was not far from her looked at Chen Fan boldly with a faint smile on her lips.
"strangeness."
He withdrew his gaze. He was not surprised that a woman was looking at him, because everyone was looking at him at the moment.
But for some reason, he had a strange feeling. He couldn't tell what was strange, but it was different from the way other people looked at him.
"Is it my illusion?"
He grumbled inwardly.
The enthusiasm of the crowd really made him unable to resist. After saying something to Chen Guodong, he quickly chased in the direction where Zhang Ren left.
"Hey? Why did Brother Fan leave?"
Wang Ping asked in confusion.
"I guess he's just shy and feels embarrassed." Zhao Feng said, with envy in his eyes.
How great it would be if I could become a hero in the village like Chen Fan.
Of course, it’s not enough to just dream, you have to work hard.
"He must have gone to look for Uncle Zhang. I saw he was heading in the same direction Uncle Zhang left."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go over there quickly."
"But..." Someone looked at the prey with a reluctant look on his face.
"Oh, let's go." The companion next to him pulled him away, muttering, "You're indispensable, and it won't be that fast. It's better to come back later."
"Did he notice me?"
Meng Yu's heart was pounding and the blush on her face took a long time to fade away.
"No, no,"
She shook her head, as if to shake off these thoughts, and then her brows furrowed.
According to the scene in the dream, the hunting team should return in the evening today, and there would not be many prey. But in reality, they brought back so many corpses of wasteland wolves. What is going on
If I remember correctly, this is the first time in seven or eight years that my dream has been wrong
But my sister said that their dreams will not be wrong.
No, that's not right.
Suddenly, her eyes widened and the figure of Chen Fan appeared in her mind. She knew Chen Fan and knew that he was Chen Guodong's son, but in her dream a month ago, there was no such person as Chen Fan in the hunting team that went out today!
That's right! Eight people! Only eight people! Not nine!
Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
So, in other words, this person is someone outside the dream? He changed what was supposed to happen? How, how could this happen? My sister didn't seem to have said that this would happen
What is going on
…
Zhang Ren limped forward. Suddenly, his ears moved. He stopped and asked, "Why did you follow me? Are you not used to being the center of attention?"
The corner of Chen Fan's mouth twitched slightly. He found that Uncle Zhang was a bit of a troublemaker.
Just like at this moment, knowing that you are here, wouldn’t it be better to turn around and talk
Although he complained in his heart, he still said respectfully on the surface: "Well, I'm really not used to it."
"hehe."
Zhang Ren turned around and laughed twice, "What's wrong with this? Many people want to get this kind of treatment, but they don't have the chance..."
Just at this moment, a burst of dense footsteps was heard, and Wang Ping and others also followed and started talking at once, saying things like "Brother Fan is awesome, he is so great, Brother Fan you are my idol" and so on.
"Alright, alright."
Chen Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked at Zhang Ren and said, "Uncle Zhang is talking to me."
"Ahem."
Several people coughed quickly, looked up at the sky, or looked down at their shoes, as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Ren was no longer surprised. He looked at Chen Fan and said, "I just said that many people want this kind of treatment but don't have the chance. This many people include them."
"Ah? What chance?"
When Wang Ping heard this, he immediately became excited and stretched his neck to ask.
Chen Fan was speechless, thinking to himself, do you really think what you said is a good thing
Seeing this, Zhao Feng quietly pulled Wang Ping's clothes, and the latter retracted his stretched neck.
“It’s a good thing that you have this mentality.”
Zhang Ren then said in a serious tone: "The road of martial arts does not allow for pride and complacency. Otherwise, you will become lazy and your cultivation will stagnate. By the time you wake up, it is often too late."
"Uncle Zhang is right."
Chen Fan took a deep breath.
The other party's words may not sound nice, but they are valuable advice.
In fact, he has not slacked off at all, but it is also right to correct his mistakes and work harder.
"And today's matter."
Zhang Ren looked at him and said, "You did a really good job. Even if I were there, I would probably choose to give up instead of trying to catch the opponent off guard. In this respect, you have surpassed me by a lot."
Wang Ping and others behind him immediately started breathing faster. Did they hear it right? Uncle Zhang actually knew how to praise people
Chen Fan's pupils couldn't help but dilate, but he knew there would definitely be a but following it.
"but,"
Zhang Ren said seriously, "If this happens again next time, I hope you won't try to be brave. It's better to be safe than sorry. What if you don't shoot enough steppe wolves in the fastest time? What will happen?"
"Um."
Chen Fan nodded honestly and said, "Uncle Zhang, next time, I will be more calm."
"It's OK as long as you remember it." Zhang Ren nodded. "No matter what time it is, saving your life is the most important thing. As for the prey, even if you lose it, it doesn't matter. As long as you have the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood."
Chen Fan listened and sighed inwardly.
He was not just shooting for prey. Without shooting the ferocious beasts, he would not be able to gain experience points. Without sufficient experience points, his skill level would increase faster than that of ordinary people, but it would still take days or even weeks.
In the wilderness, a camp surrounded by a three or four meter high earthen wall could not give him much sense of security.
"This kid still didn't listen to what I said."
Zhang Ren sighed inwardly. Yes, when he was this age, he would be even more rebellious than this kid. He thought he had some abilities and looked down on everyone.
If it weren't so, there wouldn't be...
"Okay, let's stop here."
He also felt annoyed. "There's still some time before lunch. When we get to the warehouse, you can practice the Tai Chi for me."
"Okay, Uncle Zhang."
Chen Fan agreed, but his brows furrowed slightly.
His Tai Chi style has reached level 3. If he performs normally, it would be too scary. Moreover, this Tai Chi style can be used to learn Tai Chi as long as one is a beginner, so there is no need to expose his true level.
We can only control it a little bit.
However, even so, after arriving at the open space in the warehouse, Zhang Ren's face still showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Even with the guidance of a famous teacher, it would take a month for a martial artist to get started. This is still fast. For the truly one in a hundred, it might only take half a month. But one day? How can one get started with Tai Chi in one day
This speed was unheard of in the martial arts world more than a decade ago! Could it be that after the mutation, not only the upper limit of human beings has been improved, but also their understanding has been improved
Isn't that right
He glanced at Wang Ping and others who were not far away. Are these people still as stupid as before
"Uncle Zhang," Chen Fan said anxiously, "Did I do something wrong?"