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When Pan Zhi stepped forward, only Zhang Qiling frowned slightly.
"Evan..."
He whispered Ye Fan's name.
Ye Fan immediately turned around:
"What's the matter, brother."
Zhang Qiling's brows were a little deeper, and he tilted his head slightly, as if he was recalling something.
But now this state is obvious, and this memory makes him uncomfortable.
Some confusing memories made him have no definite clues, even he himself didn't know why he called Ye Fan before he thought of the definite idea.
This sound seemed to be just a subconscious reaction of his.
Xie Yuchen and He Lianjing also looked at Zhang Qiling.
The two also frowned slightly.
Ye Fan simply turned to face Zhang Qiling and held his shoulder.
He could feel Zhang Qiling's current emotions, confusion and helplessness.
But in this helplessness, it seems that he wants to grab something hard.
Jing Zhe flickered in and out of Zhang Qiling's scabbard.
Ye Fan gently squeezed Zhang Qiling's strong arm:
"It's okay if you can't remember."
"I'll find it for you."
Zhang Qiling's abnormality made Pan Zhi, who was walking in front, stop his movements, squatted in front of those people, and turned around.
Ye Fan's father put down the four-wheel drive that had been removed and turned into an open motorcycle.
Blocking Nian and Suisui, he looked at Zhang Qiling.
There was also worry in his eyes.
He lovingly touched Sui Sui's head:
"Is this disease hereditary?"
"Sui Sui, you have to go to bed early in the future, but you must not stay up late!"
Sui Sui looked up at him, and nodded with a vague understanding.
On one side, Zhang Qiling grabbed Ye Fan's wrist with his backhand.
Ye Fan looked at Zhang Qiling's grip on his wrist, and couldn't help thinking about Zhang Qiling and He Lianjing after they were hit by the hanging rope incense.
The moment after the two of them woke up, they also wanted to grab something.
It's just that he reacted quickly and saved his wrist from these two hands in time.
Unexpectedly, now my wrist is still doomed!
I don’t know if the miraculous old gentleman who died because of fortune-telling for himself for three days and three nights more than 20 years ago told his parents:
Your son's wrist is doomed!
Ye Fan frowned slightly.
He Lianjing immediately took a step forward and grabbed Zhang Qiling's wrist, trying to push him away. He asked Ye Fan:
"Little Ye Zi, does it hurt?"
Ye Fan confessed:
"It hurts, it doesn't hurt, it's just being held like this, and I'm a little nervous."
And Zhang Qiling seemed to have not heard the conversation between He Lianjing and Ye Fan.
He raised his head, his head covered in cold sweat, and his eyes were red.
A pair of eyes looked straight at Ye Fan:
"There is no time."
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Hearing Zhang Qiling's words, Ye Fan frowned even deeper.
If Zhang Qiling hadn't said "there is no time" at the end.
Ye Fan would have thought that Zhang Qiling's reaction was because these Xu Fu's hawks had given Zhang Qiling some kind of "U'er bone" poison.
If Zhang Qiling had stress traumatic sequelae of "you two are together, sooner or later one will kill the other".
Then every inspiration must have the "no time" stress PTSD.
Every time he dreams back at midnight, Ye Fan wants to greet that "fat man who doesn't know how to rob graves":
Explain, what, sweet, called the ultimate sweet!
What is behind the bronze door!
"Who is that!
Why did you let the little brother and the third master part for life?
What did the little brother see in the meteorite!
Ye Fan met Zhang Qiling's eyes and let his wrist break free from Zhang Qiling's hands.
With a backhand, he held Zhang Qiling's shoulder and looked directly into Zhang Qiling's eyes:
"Brother, look at me."
"Are you saying, why don't you have time?"
"We have a long time to come, don't be afraid."
Zhang Qiling looked into Ye Fan's eyes, the redness in the eye sockets was slowly receding.
He took a few deep breaths, and the muscles on his body were no longer as tense as before.
"There is no time."
"This is Xu Fu before he died..."
"No, it's what Xu Fu, who once went to the undersea tomb with me, said before he died."
At this time, Zhang Qiling's cold sweat had already slid from his forehead to his cheeks, dripping onto the ground.
Ye Fan nodded. Fortunately, Zhang Qiling didn't want to guard the bronze gate of Lao Shizi right now.
Otherwise, he would have to go to Changbai Mountain to weld the door shut.
"Okay, little brother, you sit down first."
Ye Fan supported Zhang Qiling to sit on the sofa, then took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Qiling:
"It's okay, wipe off the sweat, brother."
"Are you still suffering?"
Zhang Qiling shook his head:
"Nothing serious."
Ye Fan picked up the kettle and water glass on the tea table again, and poured Zhang Qiling a cold drink:
"Drink some water, let's analyze slowly."
Zhang Qiling nodded lightly, and took the water glass from Ye Fan's hand.
Xie Yuchen and He Lianjing watched from the side.
Seeing Ye Fan's careful care of Zhang Qiling, Xie Yuchen raised his eyebrows and asked He Lianjing:
"blind."
He Lianjing gave a "hmm".
Xie Yuchen continued to ask:
"Has he had this symptom all the time, or has it just appeared?"
He Lianjing sneered without a smile, and said with a pun:
"New disease."
At the door, Pan Zhi first looked down at the people who were already sweating, and then turned to look in the direction of the four bosses.
After hesitating for a moment, he still spoke:
"Little patriarch, then shall I continue to interrogate them?"
Ye Fan pursed his lips:
"Where to put it first."
"Give them a chance to report each other and redeem themselves."
He stood up from Zhang Qiling's side and touched his chin.
Thinking back on Zhang Qiling's reaction just now, Ye Fan always felt that there seemed to be something connected in series.
Why did my brother think of Xu Fu when he saw these people?
And what he thought of was not the Xu Fu who was fighting against them at this time, but the Xu Fu who had died in the undersea tomb.
But this sentence itself is contradictory.
If Xu Fu was the one who went to the undersea tomb with my brother before, then since he is [-]% dead, why is there another Xu Fu now?
Could it be that Xu Fu has become a code name just like Zhang Qiling in the past 2000 years?
Could it be the tenth door of the old nine, not the evil door, but the Xu door?
"I didn't die, or in other words, it wasn't me who died."
Ye Fan thought about Zhang Qiling's memories of Xu Fu, while looking at Zhang Qiling.
At this moment, Jing Zhe on Zhang Qiling's back was still flickering.
This also clearly means that Zhang Qiling is now adjusting his emotions.
It was already too obvious, even without the emotional connection between Shen Tu and Yu Lei, he could still see it through Jing Zhe's reaction.
This is enough to prove that this incident had a profound impact on Zhang Qiling.
Zhang Qiling had already wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead with the tissue that Ye Fan handed him just now.
In his hand, there were still a few brand new tissues left.
Ye Fan's gaze immediately fell on the remaining few tissues.
so new.
The tissue he took out from his pocket was so new.
His clothes came out of the ancient tomb and have not been changed yet.
And now Ye Fan came to his senses, he didn't have a good habit of carrying tissues with him.
He just took out a tissue from his pocket just because he thought he should wipe his brother's sweat with a tissue.
Ye Fan instantly thought of one of his skills:
materialize.
He immediately looked back at the people at the door.
And recalled Zhang Qiling's memory again, the words Xu Fu left him:
I didn't die, or it wasn't me who died.
Ye Fan continued to sort out his memory, all the way back to the nave of the underwater tomb.
The content of the carved murals on the terrible bronze wall.