Fan Zhiyi looked at the other person's sincere expression. Although he still didn't believe it, it would be bad to delay any longer, so he turned to the omnipotent Bai Bai for help: "Is this a human?"
"Yes, host."
"System, can you tell if he is possessed and whether he will hurt me?"
"This system cannot detect this."
Fan Zhiyi sighed. What else could he do now? He could only take a gamble.
Fan Zhiyi moved aside and asked the other party to look at Xiaoman behind him: "I have another... friend who was possessed before."
"Don't worry, I'll carry him and take you with me."
Fan Zhiyi moved, and the pain in his hand came flooding back. He pressed his wrist, and the wound on the palm of his hand had somehow gained many more scratches, and it became bloody and bloody. The gushing blood was still staining Fan Zhiyi's clothes, a bloody red.
When Fan Zhiyi was concentrating all his attention on the wound on his hand, the barrier was suddenly broken.
Fan Zhiyi looked up warily, almost reflexively. The young man tried to appear gentle so as not to scare him. "Your barrier is very strong. It's only because it's been worn down by ghosts for a long time that I was able to break it so easily."
Fan Zhiyi nodded. Now he was sure that the young man had no ill will towards him at least now. Otherwise, with his ability, he could have directly broken the barrier and done whatever he wanted. Fan Zhiyi had no power to resist, but he chose to comfort himself who was overly frightened first.
The young man stretched out his hand to him and said, "You need to treat the wound on your hand first."
This time, Fan Zhiyi did not hesitate and stretched out his hand. The spiritual power in the young man's hand wrapped around Fan Zhiyi's wound. It was a little numb, but the pain was relieved a lot and the bleeding stopped.
"I was also stabbed on the shoulder." Fan Zhiyi immediately pointed out his other wound without any hesitation. At this moment, he didn't care about being thick-skinned. The important thing was to buy more chances to survive.
The young man showed no displeasure and placed his palm lightly on Fan Zhiyi's shoulder, using his spiritual power to heal him.
Amazing! Fan Zhiyi spoke to the system in his mind, and the system snorted disdainfully: "Back then, host... The 'One Hundred Thousand Small Spells for Immortal Cultivation' also contains spells for healing. I suggest that the host study them carefully, as they will be of many use in the future."
"Can you say something nice?" The more it's used, the more times it's been hurt. Fan Zhiyi is already scared, and he doesn't want to make another such escape.
Now that he had someone to accompany him, Fan Zhiyi felt a little more at ease. The young man followed him and didn't ask how Fan Zhiyi could walk so well despite being blind. Instead, he said, "The Fan family is not easy to get along with. You should be more careful with that Mr. Fan."
Fan Zhiyi didn't know why the other party suddenly said this, so he chose to remain silent.
The young man then asked, "Although it may be a bit presumptuous, may I ask which of your names is Yi, Zhi, or Fan?"
"Easy means easy, knowing means knowing..." Fan Zhiyi clearly felt that the other party suddenly held his breath and stared at him with burning eyes.
As the other party seemed abnormally nervous, Fan Zhiyi uttered the last words: "Ordinary Fan."
“…”
The other party sighed, smiled bitterly, and was quite disappointed. Fan Zhiyi was confused and asked him, "What's your name?"
"My name is Gao Da."
"Gao Da?" This sounded like a cannon fodder's name. Fan Zhiyi thought of the freckled young man from before, "Then who is Gao Xiao..."
"My brother." It was concise and to the point.
Fan Zhiyi suddenly thought of something. Although it might not be a good idea to ask this question now, he still wanted to give it a try, so he asked tentatively: "Did you get the note that suddenly appeared with some incomprehensible words written on it?"
Gao Da glanced at him and said, "Yes."
Fan Zhiyi surrendered first and explained again the words on his note and his previous analysis with Xiaoman. Afraid that the other party would not believe him, he also swore an oath.
Gao Da thought for a moment and said, "My note said 'They love blood the most', and Gao Xiao's note said 'Light can dispel darkness', but these notes disappeared after we read them."
Fan Zhiyi nodded. The information Gao Da gave him was an unexpected gain. However, he didn't know if it was all true after he told it all directly, so he still had to be careful.
The wind from the corridor blew over. Fan Zhiyi rubbed his arms, sneezed, hugged himself and shrank back.
It’s so cold.
When they returned to the courtyard where Master Fan and Miss Gao were, Yaoyao saw a man standing at the gate of the courtyard holding up a barrier. When he saw them, he clasped his hands in front of his chest and took a few steps forward: "Are you hurt?" These words were obviously spoken to Gao Da.
Gao Da smiled soothingly: "Not really."
Gao Xiao nodded, his eyes swept over the disheveled Fan Zhiyi, then looked at the person Gao Da was carrying on his back, raised his chin and asked, "What happened to him?"
"It is said that he is possessed."
"Tsk, what trouble." Gao Xiao said, and then led the way in another direction outside the yard. "They escorted the young lady away first. I'll stay here to meet you."
Gao Da sighed: "You should have sent a message to me directly and left with them. After all, it's extremely dangerous here now, and no one knows what will happen next."
Gao Xiao glanced at him, his face still showing that look of displeasure at everything he saw. "Don't I know what he's up to? Cut the crap, I'm already waiting here."
Fan Zhiyi listened to their conversation silently, turned around and looked at the extremely quiet courtyard, and tacitly chose to go with Gao Da and Gao Xiao.
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