"Find him? Find whom?" Fan Zhiyi lowered his eyes and thought. This was his habit of thinking about things.
Bing Nandong said: "I don't know either. Maybe I need to use other clues to connect them to find out what it means."
Fan Zhiyi nodded, deeply agreeing. Speaking of which, didn't Baibai say he'd be back to find him in ten minutes? Where had this damn system gone?
"After a good rest, let's go." Bing Nandong stood up, holding the sword beside him. Now that he was close, Fan Zhiyi took a closer look. The sachet on the hilt was very old, and some parts were worn out. It could be said that it was completely inconsistent with the aura that the sword exuded when it was unsheathed before.
It seems to be something very important, Fan Zhiyi thought.
Noticing that Fan Zhiyi was looking at the sachet, Bing Nandong held it in his palm and said, "This was a gift from an old friend. It is my most treasured possession."
Fan Zhiyi didn't know what to say, so he just smiled kindly.
"By the way, this is for you." Bing Nandong took out a dagger and a few talismans and handed them to him, "For self-defense." Upon hearing this, Fan Zhiyi said thank you several times, but he had no intention of politely refusing or rejecting at all. He would be a fool to pretend to reject other people's kindness at this time.
Taking the dagger and the talisman, Fan Zhiyi pulled it out and examined it. The dagger was incredibly sharp, shiny black, and densely engraved with runes, giving him a strong sense of security. As for the three talismans, perhaps because Fan Zhiyi was a cultivator himself, he could sense the surging spiritual power on them.
Bing Nandong explained, "This dagger is a top-grade magical weapon. I have refined it. As long as it is used properly, even cultivators with higher cultivation than you would not dare to act rashly. As for ghosts, they would avoid it and would be injured by the runes on it if they touched it."
Fan Zhiyi raised his eyebrows. Just giving him such a powerful thing? This guy must be stupid or have ulterior motives.
Bing Nandong saw Fan Zhiyi's suspicion, but did not explain too much, and continued: "As for these three talismans, they can resist three fatal attacks from any cultivator or evil ghost, and bounce back their attacks. You keep them to save your life. But let me remind you that here, the people you should be most on guard against are people." After all, all the ghosts here, whether they are controlled by him or brought in by others, dare not act presumptuously in his territory, and no ghost can hurt Fan Zhiyi again.
At this point, Fan Zhiyi didn't know his true identity and simply thought Bing Nandong was pointing fingers at him. However, Fan Zhiyi deeply agreed with this point: when forced into a desperate situation, even the kindest people would still succumb to their instinct for survival. So, among those who should be guarded against, should "Cen Jun" also be counted?
Fan Zhiyi decided to separate him out from Gaoda and Gaoxiao for the time being.
Now he has to guard against both people and ghosts, which is difficult.
But then again...
"Can this talisman resist the leader of the Fusha Sect?" Fan Zhiyi asked. He really wanted to know whether these things could resist the male protagonist and give him a chance to escape when the male protagonist wanted to kill him again.
"Of course you can." Bing Nandong said without hesitation, his eyes frankly, "Do you want to kill him? Do you want him dead like the righteous cultivators?"
This question is strange. When the male protagonist was the leader of the Fusha Sect, he was a villain. There must be no righteous cultivator who has not suffered from his crimes. They all wanted to kill him as soon as possible. Isn't this young man the same? But didn't he look like he hated evil for the sake of the people of the world before?
Fan Zhiyi asked back: "You don't want to?"
"Of course I also want to end it all sooner and be with the one I love forever."
There were some gossips, but Fan Zhiyi knew when to stop. He and "Mr. Cen" were not yet at the stage where they could discuss too private matters. No matter what the purpose was, the other party was willing to give him these things, which was the best treatment in this situation.
Moreover, listening to the young man's conversation, Fan Zhiyi became more and more certain that he was definitely a big shot, and he must hold on to him in the future. At least this young man appeared to be upright and honest. If he established a good relationship with him, he might be willing to help when the male protagonist made trouble for him later.
"Mr. Cen," Fan Zhiyi called out, testing him, "Who is your mentor?"
Fan Zhiyi only saw "Mr. Cen" smile, but did not reply to him. Instead, he said, "Let's set off. Today is the third day."
Yes, today is the third day I’ve been trapped in this house.
Fan Zhiyi brushed off the dust on his body, not noticing that Bing Nandong was still glancing at him. He moved his fingertips, then suddenly gave up the urge to get closer.
Now is not the time. Being too impulsive will only scare people away.
Fan Zhiyi may seem easygoing and has no temper, but he can be quite stubborn. If he doesn't think things through, no one can stop him, for example, when it comes to his crush. So, this time, he needs to plan carefully to achieve the best results in the shortest possible time. After all, he's no longer the naive young man he once was.
But even though he thought so, not long after they left, Bing Nandong couldn't help but ask Fan Zhiyi a question: "What do you think of me?"
Fan Zhiyi blinked as he listened, feeling that this question came out of nowhere.
Ever since he woke up and found that he had returned to the intact state when he first entered this world, Fan Zhiyi has been in a very good mood. Moreover, he is following a big boss and does not have to worry about his life all the time. He feels so relieved.
From the moment they set out until now, only two ghosts had appeared, symbolically making their presence felt. Before they even got close, and before "Cen Jun" had even made a move, they were scared away. Previously, Fan Zhiyi had always been scared away by them, but now he truly felt the feeling of being bullied by a powerful opponent.
And until now, "Mr. Cen" has never mentioned anything about giving Fan Zhiyi a magic weapon or helping him heal his wounds. Apart from the possibility that this person is so righteous that he has become evil, there is another possibility that he simply thinks these trivial matters are not worth worrying about. Fan Zhiyi feels that the second possibility is more likely.
So, Fan Zhiyi gave him a thumbs up without thinking: "Handsome!"
Unexpectedly, "Mr. Cen" was not very satisfied: "Just like that?"
"Of course not only that. As the saying goes, a gentleman is as bright as the moon and as beautiful as a diamond. Mr. Cen, you not only have a high level of cultivation, but are also kind and righteous. You are truly a rare genius in this world!" His mood was good, and he started to pour out a lot of flattery.
People have helped him so much, so what if he just wants to hear some nice words? He can say a lot without repeating himself.
Bing Nandong looked at him and chuckled, as if he had finally accepted the compliments, but he still didn't seem very satisfied. After all, he wanted to hear what he said the most, and Fan Zhiyi couldn't have that idea now. "By the way, do you like reading storybooks?"
"I like it very much."
"Why do you think the protagonists in these stories become the protagonists?"
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