Pure Yang!

Chapter 70 Dad is missing, Zhang Fan's mom 20
The next day, the chirping of cicadas and birds in the mountains woke Zhang Fan from his sleep.

When he opened his eyes, he felt refreshed, and the true yang in his body actually increased a lot.

"Am I really a genius in practicing Taoism? Can I grow my true yang just by sleeping?" Zhang Fan thought thoughtfully.

He was obsessed with the idea of ​​reaching the [High Power] level as soon as possible so that he could make up for the lifespan lost in awakening his supernatural powers. He could even try to take out the [Zhenwu Jade Certificate] from his body.

Zhang Fan knew that although this thing was precious, it would be troublesome for him.

However, if one wants to achieve a high level of cultivation, it is an extremely long road.

Those who have high Taoist skills are called high-level masters. Some people can never reach this level in their entire lives.

However, although Zhang Fan is still at the [Apprentice] level, the true yang in his body is increasing rapidly, and it is estimated that it can support the performance of four or five minor spells.

You must know that by mastering the twelve minor techniques, you can be promoted to the rank of [Xuanshi].

Starting from Zhenwu Mountain, it only took him one night to be able to observe his primordial spirit and leave his body. Later, he awakened the Taoist magical power Samadhi True Fire...

Up to now, he has only practiced for two or three months, but he has achieved such a high level of cultivation. Even Zhang Fan himself thinks there is something wrong! !
Especially yesterday, he had no recollection of what Jiang Hu said.

"There's something wrong with my soul..."

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, picked up his phone, opened the address book, and dialed Zhang Lingzong's number.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. If you need the other party to call you back..."

"Can't get through?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows. Wasn't there anyone answering the call?

He hung up the phone and called again, but still couldn't get through.

"what's the situation?"

Zhang Fan looked at the time. Zhang Lingzong should not have arrived at the construction site yet.

"Dad's dad is a monster, dad's mom is a monster..."

At this moment, Zhang Fan's cell phone rang. The pleasant ringtone echoed in the room, drowning out the chirping of cicadas and birds outside the window.

"I'm back..."

Zhang Fan was startled and picked up his phone. It turned out that it was not Zhang Lingzong calling back. The caller ID showed...

"Li Yishan!"

After returning from Zhenwu Mountain, Zhang Fan has been busy with Ye Buliang's affairs and has not contacted Li Yishan for a while.

"Hello..." Zhang Fan answered the phone and Li Yishan's voice came from the other end.

"Where have you been so early in the morning? Why is no one at home?"

"You're at my door?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment. He looked at the time again. It was only six o'clock.

"Nonsense, you're not at home?" Li Yishan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm in Purple Mountain."

"What are you doing at Purple Mountain?"

"Work...Why are you looking for me so early?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Please have some tofu pudding."

"Are you sick? Why are you asking me to eat tofu pudding so early in the morning?"

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and showed a strange expression.

"The key is not the tofu... Don't you watch DouLe? The tofu beauty in the east of the city has become an Internet celebrity now..." Li Yishan became a little excited.

The White Widow Tofu Shop is very popular on the Internet nowadays. There are endless stream of people going there to eat her tofu every day, and the queue alone takes more than an hour.

"I spent 800 yuan to buy scalper tickets. I originally wanted to ask you to go watch it... and eat together." Li Yishan said regretfully.

"You are so free..." Zhang Fan curled his lips.

"Forget it, I'll go by myself."

As he spoke, Li Yishan was about to hang up the phone.

"Old Li..."

At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly spoke and called him to stop.

"what?"

"Do you remember, when I was twelve years old and just transferred here, I told you... I always see strange things..." "You mean... the invisible class teacher?" Li Yishan was silent for a moment.

When Zhang Fan was twelve years old, he had just transferred to this school. He was quiet and introverted at school, and only Li Yishan could be his good friend.

But he often stayed alone and talked to the air, which made everyone think there was something wrong with him.

Li Yishan once asked him, but Zhang Fan replied that the head teacher came to talk to him and the other party wore glasses, high shoes, and lipstick, and looked very fierce, so he did not dare to disobey.

Li Yishan felt strange at the time because their class teacher was a man.

"I remember... you also said that one night, your father didn't come to pick you up, and the head teacher wanted to take you home. But halfway along the way, a little girl pulled you away... She had short hair... and said that the head teacher was a scoundrel..."

Li Yishan started to talk: "Later... you were found at the door of the school's health room... you fainted..."

"Didn't your dad take you to see a doctor? He said it was traumatic hallucination..."

At this point, Li Yishan paused for a moment and asked, "Why are you asking this suddenly?"

"I mean, if... what I saw was real... if those were not fantasies..." Zhang Fan murmured softly.

"Hey, hey, hey... Lao Zhang, what's wrong with you? Time cannot be counted, the past cannot be looked at... Don't think about the past, don't be mentally confused." Li Yishan hurriedly called out twice to interrupt him.

"I understand...it's okay..." Zhang Fan responded casually and hung up the phone.

Only the observation of the original spirit can see the strange and supernatural things.

If what he saw was real, if it was not a fantasy, then there is only one possibility...

"My soul... woke up once!?"

When Zhang Fan first came up with this guess, he was shocked, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to be the case.

Everything happened when he was twelve years old. Assuming that his soul really woke up once, it gradually became silent from the age of twelve, so he could never see those things again.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan picked up his phone and called Zhang Lingzong again, but the call still could not be connected.

He hung up the phone, opened the address book and found Liu Fusheng.

After a few "beep beep" sounds, Liu Fusheng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Xiao Fan, what's the matter so early?"

"Uncle Liu, I can't get through to my dad on the phone. Do you know where he went?" Zhang Fan said.

"Can't get through? He should still be on the construction site..." Liu Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Is there something urgent?"

"No... just showing concern." Zhang Fan said casually.

"You have finally grown up and now care about me." Liu Fusheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll try calling you back later."

"Yeah." Zhang Fan nodded.

"It's okay. I'll hang up first."

"Uncle Liu..."

At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly called out.

"Anything else?"

"Uncle Liu, do you still remember my mother? I don't seem to have any impression of her." Zhang Fan asked.

His memory seemed to be divided at the age of twelve.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Your mother is very gentle and kind to others... She loves you very much..."

Liu Fusheng was silent for a moment, and his voice became a little low and lonely.

"She should be fine... very good..." Zhang Fan murmured softly. His impression of his mother was indeed very vague.

"Yes...she is fine..." Liu Fusheng said in a serious tone.

"after all……"

"She is a human being..."

A faint sigh came from the other end of the phone. Such comments made Zhang Fan feel extremely strange.

"A nice guy..."

(End of this chapter)