After checking the Taoist manual and finding no problems, Jiang Fan hid it in the corner of the wardrobe.
After doing all this, Jiang Fan changed into these clothes, picked up his original blue robe, walked up the stairs to the courtyard wall, and then jumped down. Braving the heavy rain and the deep twilight, Jiang Fan ran to the courtyard.
Finding a shovel, Jiang Fan dug a pit in the southeast corner of the yard, a place specifically used for storing miscellaneous items, and buried the clothes he had brought from the world of Mr. Zombie, including the blue shirt, inside.
Lightning and thunder,
The torrential rain continued.
A few minutes later, Jiang Fan, soaked to the bone and with rain streaming down his face, arrived at the main room of the old house. He packed his phone and backpack containing his belongings, rushed out of the old house, and returned home in the same way.
After taking a hot shower, Jiang Fan took out a set of shorts and a t-shirt that smelled fresh from his backpack and changed into them.
Open the door,
While waiting for his parents to come home, Jiang Fan took out the book he had brought down from upstairs, which was his Uncle Jiu's insights from years of practicing Taoist magic, and sat on the sofa to study it solemnly.
The blue-covered book was blank on the surface, but when opened, it was filled with traditional Chinese characters written in calligraphy.
Densely packed
Occasionally, illustrations are included.
"Jurong's Juqu Mountain is said to have an eighth cave at its foot, named Jintan Huayang Heaven, which is 150 li in circumference. In the past, during the Han Dynasty, the Three Mao Lords of Xianyang came here to take charge of the mountain, hence the name Maoshan."
First page,
There is only this one sentence.
Jiang Fan, who was completely absorbed in studying Uncle Nine's insights, did not notice that his pupils, which had returned to normal that night, had once again become pitch black.
Feeling much clearer-headed, Jiang Fan turned the page, and the contents of the second page followed.
"Rush period...setting up the venue...drawing talismans...spells...hand seals...footwork...array formations..."
A string of slightly thicker characters appeared in Jiang Fan's eyes. Looking at these things that he could only learn in his dreams before, Jiang Fan's hands holding the pages trembled.
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Chapter Eighteen: Wind Control Technique
Growing up under the red flag and born in the spring breeze, Jiang Fan, who was exposed to Marxism-Leninism and materialist scientific theory from an early age, sat on the sofa looking at the slightly yellowed Taoist manual in front of him. He felt a strong sense of power coming from the warm, thin currents flowing through his meridians. He had an extremely dreamlike feeling.
Having lived this long,
After believing in science for so many years, everything has changed in just a few days.
"Clang."
Just then, the gate to the courtyard made a sound. Jiang Fan snapped out of his daze, immediately hid the books in the drawer of the table, stood up, and ran quickly out of the main room toward the gate.
It's raining heavily outside, and it's this time of day, so Mom and Dad should be home by now.
As expected,
As soon as Jiang Fan arrived at the gate, he saw it being opened from the outside with a key. Then, he saw his mother, soaked by the rain and with her hair tangled in a wet ball. When she saw Jiang Fan at home, she was briefly surprised, then smiled instinctively and told him to move aside. She then opened the gate wide, allowing his father, who was driving a three-wheeled motorcycle, to drive home.
The family's motorcycle, which had been driven for several years, started making a buzzing sound and was eventually parked by the father under the shed in the yard.
"Mom and Dad..."
Seeing his parents soaked to the bone, Jiang Fan felt a pang of pain in his heart and cried out.
The mother, who was carrying a bag, took off her raincoat and walked up to Jiang Fan, comforting him, "We didn't leave a key at home, so did you climb over the wall again? Your dad and I knew you were coming back today, so we didn't plan to come back this late. Who knew it would rain so hard and make us late?"
Father parked the car,
Come over here.
Looking at Jiang Fan, whose demeanor was completely different from before he left, and then at his wife, he exclaimed in surprise, "Working really can train a person. Look at you, you've only been gone for a month and you've come back so different that your mother and I almost didn't recognize you."