Zuo Fan suddenly sat down on the stone under the tree, and Zhang Lang hurried over to sit next to Zuo Fan.

Zuo Fan kept holding back his laughter and didn't say anything, which made Zhang Lang look like a curious kitten, looking at Zuo Fan pitifully.

Zuo Fan looked up at the night sky and said, "What do you want to know? While your senior sister, I can still talk to you for a while, I will try my best to answer you..."

"Didn't you just say it? Did the master ask you to bring me anything? Also, does the master really not see me again?" Zhang Lang asked anxiously.

Zuo Fan pondered for a moment before saying, "I will answer your next question first. The master will definitely not see you again, and I will not see anyone again... For the specific reason, I will not ask the master. The master is very mysterious and I will not say a lot of things to us..."

Zhang Lang said, "That's it..." "As for the conversation... the master only asked me to remind you that before you really meet the 19th pot, you will have a strong enemy. This strong enemy has something to do with you, but the master did not say what the specific relationship is, just let you go with your heart when choosing...

…”

"What does it mean?" Zhang Lang suddenly felt nervous: "It has something to do with me?"

"Oh, I don't know that much. If you dig in front of me, I don't know... By the way, there is one more thing..." Zuo Fan could only change the topic.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Lang asked subconsciously.

"When the master was divining, the senior sister's sword was seeing the sun again..." Zuo Fan looked at Zhang Lang, with a slight surprise in his eyes.

"Senior Sister..." Zhang Lang was a little curious.

He suddenly remembered that he had heard many years ago that Xuelu had a big disciple before him, and that big disciple once threw a sword into the sea... Could it be that big disciple was a woman, so Zuo Fan called her senior sister?

"Is a sword... already thrown into the sea?" Zhang Lang asked.

"Yes, this sword has been covered with dust for many years. The last time the master saw this sword was already seeing the light of heaven again..."

"Does that mean that the senior sister is not dead yet?"

"This is not necessarily true. Maybe some people found this sword in the sea and brought it out?"

Who would be so bored to go to the bottom of the sea to find a sword?

Zhang Lang felt that this so-called senior sister must still be alive, otherwise the chance of that sword being able to see the light of heaven again would be the same as finding a needle in a haystack.

"As for other things... anyway, the master has taught you the divination. Your trip to the sea this time has been barely smooth. The master is not worried about you..." Zuo Fan said, his expression changed: "But your son..."

"My son? Xiaolang, what's wrong with him?" Zhang Lang's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Zuo Fan sighed: "It's hard for you to meet. At least in the next half year, you probably won't be able to meet. Moreover, this kid's fate is very bumpy..."

"How is this possible? Xiaolang is now in Mingfo Palace. As long as I go to save him, we can reunite. Why can't we meet?" Zhang Lang became a little anxious for a moment. Zuo Fan gave Zhang Lang a blank look: "You ask me how do I know? It's not me who taught me... It's useless to worry about you now. Since the master said that, even if you go to Mingfo Palace this time, you will definitely not be able to find that kid, and you haven't been able to meet for a long time, but yours

Don’t worry, wife and daughter, you will meet you soon… I can only say so much. The master said that if you say too much, you will lose your life..."

"this……"

It was neither right to ask Zuo Fan's words, nor did it not ask. Now it seems that it is impossible to know more from Zuo Fan, but if you don't ask the truth, Zhang Lang's heart was hanging.

His heart sank, thinking about Zhang Xiaolang, what setbacks will this kid experience?

Zhang Xiaolang is only fourteen years old now. What will he experience at such a young age?

Zhang Lang didn't dare to think that when he was fourteen years old, he was still running to the game hall to fight King of Fighters 97 with his classmates.

Zuo Fan slowly stood up from the stone and said with his back: "Your son is much better than you. He will definitely achieve great success in the future. The burden on him will be much heavier than you in the future. You don't have to worry. Although his fate is a little bumpy, he will definitely become an amazing person in this sea area..."

Zuo Fan said, slowly walking out of the jungle.

"Senior sister, where are you going?" Zhang Lang suddenly shouted.

Zuo Fan stopped and slowly turned around: "Junior brother, senior sister, I have nothing to give you. We haven't met for so many years, and I can't say anything without a gift... I'm leaving, how about I give you a secret?"

"Secret? What secret?" Zhang Lang asked curiously.

"Actually, I know why the master didn't see you..." Zuo Fan said mysteriously.

"Why?" Zhang Lang became even more curious.

"I told you about the past of the master before, but we don't really know much. Meng Jun and I once divined the fate of the master when we were learning the master's divination technique. We found a very important name in the long river of our master's life..."

"What's the name?"

"His name is also Zhang Lang, but that was from hundreds of years ago... I think your face is probably very similar to that Zhang Lang, so the master doesn't want to see you again..."

"How is this possible? If you have a duplicate name, why do I still look very similar to the person named Zhang Lang?" Zhang Lang was a little amused. Zuo Fan said: "Then I don't know. Maybe your ancestors might... Anyway, the master doesn't want to see you, so he will definitely think of the person who has the greatest influence on her... Zhang Lang is an ancient person... The master is also an ancient person... You don't have to worry about the master anymore, the master will do it anymore.

Very good, junior brother, we... see you again in the future!"

Zuo Fan smiled playfully and left quickly.

Zhang Lang was still in a daze, as if Zuo Fan's voice was still echoing in his ears.

Zhang Lang bit the tip of his tongue hard and realized that he was not dreaming. It turned out that Zuo Fan had really been here. "Oh... It's a pity... If I want to live in Hulu Island in the future, I will find a way to see you again... Master... I wish you a long life..." Zhang Lang murmured to himself, thinking that the master had lived for hundreds of years, and it was impossible to say that he could live for a hundred years. He looked at the direction where Zuo Fan left and smiled: "I wish you

Life is a thousand years old and never grow old!”

After saying that, Zhang Lang sighed deeply and began to worry about Zhang Xiaolang again. He sorted out his emotions before walking back to his temporary camp.

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