Chapter 354

The silver-white plane passed through the clouds, causing a bump.

In the window seat, Zhang Fan slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the hazy moon hanging high, he only felt that the real world in front of him had become so unreal.

"Did you really fall asleep?"

Ge Shuangxiu looked at Zhang Fan and couldn't help but reveal a strange expression.

The so-called "spirit is full and doesn't think of sleep." People who practice the 【Divine Demon Holy Fetus】 have Nascent Souls that are unimaginably strong, so they don't need to sleep at all, and they can't sleep at all.

"Is your 【Divine Demon Holy Fetus】 not practiced to the end?" Ge Shuangxiu couldn't help but say.

"Did you really get your dad's true inheritance?"

"Nonsense!" Zhang Fan glanced sideways.

Exploring the Three Corpses Nascent Pill is extremely exhausting for the Nascent Soul. The memory of that former world's number one expert is like an endless ocean. If it weren't for his practice of the 【Divine Demon Holy Fetus】, if someone else came, the Nascent Soul would be exhausted, like oil running out and the lamp dying.

Precisely because of this, every time it ended, Zhang Fan would feel unprecedented exhaustion.

"Why do you feel like you've had a serious illness? You didn't practice a fake 【Divine Demon Holy Fetus】, did you?" Ge Shuangxiu had a strange expression and lowered his voice.

"Are you really your dad's biological son?"

"..."

"What do you think!?" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and closed his eyes tightly.

"I'll sleep for a while, call me when we arrive."

"Sleeping again?"

Ge Shuangxiu narrowed his eyes. Everyone says that practicing the Divine Demon Holy Fetus doesn't require sleep, so why is Zhang Fan so sleepy?

Half an hour later, the plane finally arrived safely at Chang'an International Airport.

"Finally here again."

Just off the plane, Ge Shuangxiu took a deep breath.

"Have you been to Chang'an?" Zhang Fan asked casually.

"Ran around the country in the early years and lived here for a while," Ge Shuangxiu whispered, a look of reminiscence rising in his eyes.

"I remember the alley I lived in back then was called... what was it called... right, Killing Sheep Alley..."

In the early years, there was a sheep-killing workshop there, and later it was changed into residential houses.

"What are you doing in Chang'an?"

"Of course I'm doing serious business, do you think I'm here for tourism?" Ge Shuangxiu took his luggage, carried his bag, and took out his mobile phone.

"Back then, there was a foot massage shop at the entrance of that alley. Every time I killed... every time I finished my business, I had to go and pinch it twice. I don't know if it's still there."

As he spoke, Ge Shuangxiu put a hand on Zhang Fan's shoulder: "Want me to take you to enjoy it later?"

"You can pinch your feet anywhere, you don't have to run all the way here," Zhang Fan curled his lips and said.

"Then you don't understand. The one I frequent is called 【Heart-Satisfied Bathing】. Their signature set meal is called 【Gaoshan and Flowing Water..." Ge Shuangxiu laughed lightly.

"Gaoshan and Flowing Water? What is that?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"High mountain and flowing water gurgling, three floors of consumption eight eight eight," Ge Shuangxiu said meaningfully.

"..."

Zhang Fan was silent. He didn't know what this so-called set meal was, but just from going to the third floor, he could guess that it should be quite extraordinary.

"Do serious business first!"

"Zhang Fan!"

Just then, a faint voice came from behind.

Zhang Fan's gaze narrowed slightly, stopped and looked, and saw a familiar figure walking up.

That person was thin, his skin was pale, and he looked sickly, followed by a young man helping him carry his luggage.

"Wu Qingnang!?"

Zhang Fan was stunned. He didn't expect that he had just left Yujing City and just arrived in Chang'an, and he ran into this newly appointed acting President of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance.

"You go first, wait for me outside," Zhang Fan whispered.

"Okay."

Ge Shuangxiu understood and hurriedly quickened his pace, gradually disappearing into the flow of people coming and going.

Just then, Wu Qingnang walked up.

"President Wu," Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask: "Why are you here?"

According to Sui Chunsheng's speculation, if Lou Hechuan was really removed from his post, then the person who succeeded the position of President of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance would be this person.

"Just acting," Wu Qingnang smiled lightly: "I'm here to participate in an activity."

"It's really no coincidence that it's not a book. We just met yesterday, and we meet again today. What is Little Zhang doing in Chang'an?"

"Looking for a friend. President Wu still remembers me," Zhang Fan whispered.

"I already knew your name during the Shen family incident."

Wu Qingnang's aura was a bit floating. After just saying a few words, sweat fell on his forehead, as if his body was already too weak to stand.

"Shen family?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

At that time, he had just joined the Night Without Light, followed Jiang Hu to the Shen family, met Qi Ji, broke the 【Mysterious Treasure Record】, saved a hundred people, and thus met the Noon Horse Wu Qilu. The Shen family was also wiped out since then.

For Zhang Fan, that seemed to be a long time ago.

He didn't expect that Wu Qingnang remembered his name at that time.

"After all, it involved the Thirteen Zodiacs..." Wu Qingnang seemed to see Zhang Fan's thoughts and couldn't help but smile lightly.

"Although my body is not good, and I spend more time in the sanatorium than in the Dao Alliance, I still go through the case files for big cases," Wu Qingnang continued.

"Later, at the Xiao Xiaole Funeral Home, and even in the matter of the Xu Dog... Little Zhang, you also contributed..."

"I remember the Dao Alliance even awarded you a banner. Your future is boundless," Wu Qingnang sighed.

"President Wu is over-praising," Zhang Fan's heart moved. It seemed that this acting President knew more about him than ordinary people.

"In the past, President Lou cared for you very much. Although he is no longer here, he also instructed me to promote young people like you more in the future..."

Speaking to this point, Wu Qingnang smiled slightly: "It seems we will have to be closer in the future."

"President Wu is serious, I will learn from you," Zhang Fan said modestly. For some reason, in front of Wu Qingnang, he always felt uncomfortable.

"Cough... cough..."

Just then, Wu Qingnang coughed violently.

"President, you should take your medicine."

The young man beside him hurriedly stepped forward to support him and took a bag of medicine from his bag.

"Over the years, I've eaten more medicine than food. It's a joke," Wu Qingnang mocked himself.

"Take care of yourself."

"Little Zhang, go do your business," Wu Qingnang waved his hand.

"President Wu, goodbye."

Zhang Fan greeted him and turned to leave, gradually disappearing from Wu Qingnang's sight.

Wu Qingnang looked at the direction Zhang Fan left, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Leader, this Zhang Fan is very close to President Lou." The young man beside him whispered.

"This young man is not simple..." Wu Qingnang said lightly.

"Does the leader want to win him over? Should I make an appointment..." The young man understood, and being able to become the secretary of Acting President Wu, his eye for detail was naturally there.

"No need, we will definitely meet again."

"Meet again?" The young man was stunned.

"Someone once said that sentence, it makes sense," Wu Qingnang said lightly.

"Great Nascent Souls always meet unexpectedly."

"Little Liu, let's go too."

Wu Qingnang's face was without joy or sorrow, but his eyes were like an ancient well, without waves.

At this time, the taxi stop at the airport.

Zhang Fan finally caught up with Ge Shuangxiu's pace.

"Who was that person just now?"

"The newly appointed acting President of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance," Zhang Fan said casually.

"Wu Qingnang!?" Ge Shuangxiu blurted out.

"You know him?" Zhang Fan asked.

"I've heard of him."

"It is said that after the former Vice President of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance, Scorched Earth Flame Lord Feng Ping'an, left, he sat in this position..."

"Wait?" Zhang Fan raised his hand to interrupt.

"Who did you say? What was the name of the former Vice President?"

"Scorched Earth Flame Lord Feng Ping'an, what's wrong?" Ge Shuangxiu asked.

"Nothing, I remembered the person selling pancakes downstairs in our house," Zhang Fan waved his hand.

"This Wu Qingnang has been sitting in the position of Vice President for almost ten years. His presence has always been very low. Many outsiders thought that the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance had no deputy positions," Ge Shuangxiu couldn't help but say.

"I didn't expect it, Lou Hechuan was old and stumbled, letting him pick up a leak, and he was actually promoted."

"When luck comes, heaven and earth work together, when fate goes, heroes are not free..." Zhang Fan sighed.

"This is fate."

Wu Qingnang carried his residual body that was too weak to stand, and suffered for ten years in the position of Vice President, so what?

As long as Lou Hechuan was there, he couldn't be promoted. If it was about suffering, no matter how you looked at it, he couldn't outlast Lou Hechuan, who had already entered the soil with most of his body.

Just when everyone thought Wu Qingnang would handle internal retirement even if he was removed, great luck came.

Things in the world are truly unfathomable.

"Let's go, go to the city center first," Zhang Fan waved his hand.

"By the way, Zhang Wang just sent me a message saying he wanted to go to Yujing City to see us."

"Did you tell him we weren't there?"

"I told him, I told him we came to Chang'an, and we can only meet next time," Ge Shuangxiu replied: "He told your fortune last time and said you had no brothers or sisters in your fate..."

"Do you really have an older brother?"

"Nonsense, of course I have, can I lie to him?" Zhang Fan glanced sideways.

"I haven't heard you mention it much. In this way, there are still quite a few seedlings left in your Southern Zhang," Ge Shuangxiu laughed lightly.

"Are you speaking human language? Two roots are also called quite a few?"

"Hehe, where is your brother now? I'm curious, what kind of person is your brother?" Ge Shuangxiu was curious.

"I haven't seen him for many years," Zhang Fan sighed.

His impression of Zhang Sheng only stopped before he was ten years old. Later, he was sent to the 【Three Seven Orphanage】 for a year, and then it was the Long Hu Red Moon, and he entered the Great Night Without Light.

"We will meet again."

Zhang Fan whispered to himself, greeted Ge Shuangxiu, and got into a green taxi.

The roar of the engine sounded, and the car drove away, heading for the center of Chang'an City, gradually disappearing into the vast night.

"Zhang Sheng, wait for me."

Just then, a sharp voice sounded at the taxi stop.

A young man carrying a luggage stopped. His face was delicate, his eyes were filled with agility, but there was a heroic spirit hidden between his eyebrows, restrained and not emitted.

"If you don't wait for me again, I'm going back."

A young girl chased after him. She was tall, with a hot figure, fair skin, dressed in fashionable and partial sports clothes, wearing a duck-billed cap, and looked very eye-catching among the flow of people coming and going.

"What's good about taking pictures at the airport?" Zhang Sheng curled his lips.

"This is my first time going on a long trip with you, shouldn't I record it?" the girl said unhappily.

"Qingqian, haven't you woken up yet?" Zhang Sheng looked at the girl and couldn't help but say: "This is your... how many times is this?"

"Seventy-eight times," Chu Qingqian answered accurately.

"Right, this is your seventy-eighth long trip with me," Zhang Sheng reiterated.

"But this time is different, this is our first time taking a plane," Chu Qingqian corrected.

"First time? If I remember correctly, it should be the..."

"Twenty-third time... you can't remember anything," Chu Qingqian revealed a look of dissatisfaction.

"Then what's different?" Zhang Sheng asked.

"This is our first time taking a plane to Chang'an."

"..."

"What kind of expression is that? I haven't been to Chang'an since I grew up," Chu Qingqian asked.

"Mount Zhongnan, one of the top ten Daoist mountains in the world, is here. Should we go? I just checked the ticket price, it's only one hundred and eighty..."

Chu Qingqian seemed a bit excited.

"Is it appropriate for you to go to Mount Zhongnan?" Zhang Sheng shook his head.

"Are you afraid I'll reveal my true form?" Chu Qingqian's eyes rose with a look of tenderness.

"I'm afraid you'll implicate me," Zhang Sheng carried his luggage and turned to walk toward the station.

"Zhang Sheng, are you... are you going or not?"

"Not going!"

Zhang Sheng didn't look back: "When my mom was young... she had some connection with Mount Zhongnan... it's better not to go."

"I've heard... Uncle Zong had a love rival who was from Mount Zhongnan," Chu Qingqian chased after him, her eyes smiling into small crescents, and her gaze was filled with gossip.

"That's not called a love rival, that's called a lick-dog," Zhang Sheng said lightly.

"Not quite there yet."

"Uncle Zong told you?" Chu Qingqian asked.

"In short, don't go to Mount Zhongnan," Zhang Sheng decided.

"Then where are we going first now?"

"Meeting a netizen!"

"Meeting up!?" Chu Qingqian was stunned, and then revealed a look of vigilance.

"You ran all the way to Chang'an just to meet up? Which girl, is she better looking than me?"

"What are you thinking about all day long in your little head?"

Zhang Sheng shook his head: "It's not the kind you think."

"How do you know what kind I think? Then what kind are you meeting?"

"Are you ten thousand whys?" Zhang Fan whispered, and then took out his mobile phone.

"I met this person on 【Little Yellow Book】," Zhang Sheng said lightly.

This person was extremely special on 【Little Yellow Book】, had quite unique insights into cultivation, and was also familiar with the past of the Daoist community and the Wu Wei Sect. The two often communicated online, and they became familiar with each other.

"Not long ago, he suddenly canceled his account."

"Canceled? Involved in yellow? Involved in black? Involved in politics?" Chu Qingqian asked.

"..."

"Not clear."

Zhang Sheng whispered: "However, he left me an address, saying I could come to Chang'an to meet when I had time."

"I only recently found time, so I came to Chang'an."

As he spoke, Zhang Sheng showed the evidence on his mobile phone.

Chu Qingqian was skeptical, looking at Zhang Sheng's mobile phone. It was the Little Yellow Book app, a page of an account that had already been canceled. Beside the gray avatar, the id was written, with "Canceled" noted in brackets.

"Thousand-Year-Old Demon!?" Chu Qingqian read the id, whispering.

(End of chapter)