One day later, Fan Ming went to visit the injured Uncle Wu.

The battle the day before yesterday may have been due to the blue-eyed white tiger's mercy. In fact, Fan Congwu was just unconscious at that time, and his life was not serious.

When we arrived at Wu Bo's house, Village Chief Lian happened to be there too.

Before Fan Ming could say hello, Village Chief Lian called out cordially: "Good boy, have you come to see your Uncle Wu so early?"

Fan Ming was not surprised that the other party would have such a reaction, because not many people knew that it was Fan Ming who resolved the crisis in the village that day.

The village chief is inside.

From the village chief's point of view, there is a strange person in the village. The most important thing is that this strange person is someone he grew up watching, so how can he not be so friendly?

Fan Ming nodded slightly in response, then looked at Fan Congwu who was lying on the bed, and asked: "Is Uncle Wu feeling better?"

Fan Congwu looked at Fan Ming and was silent for a while, then said: "It's nothing serious."

This is not an exaggeration. Although Fan Congwu suffered internal injuries that day and spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, for a person with strong internal strength, he could recover from that level of injury in a few days.

Fan Ming is filled with envy. He currently has too little internal energy in his body. If the internal energy in a first-rate warrior's body is a big river, then he is at most a small mountain stream.

Fan Ming was about to continue to say some pleasantries, but at this moment, Fan Congwu suddenly blocked everyone and said that he wanted to talk to Fan Ming alone.

After everyone left, Fan Congwu turned to look at Fan Ming, looking at him with a strange look.

Fan Ming was confused.

But the first words Fan Congwu said were: "Brother Ming, thank you. You must have saved me that day."

Fan Ming scratched his cheek and did not take the credit, "You can't say it was me who saved him. The more reason is that the blue-eyed white tiger didn't kill him."

Fan Congwu nodded after listening, and then his second sentence was: "I heard that you can now communicate with... all beasts. Is it true?"

After saying that, he looked at Fan Ming with a mixture of expectation and hesitation.

Fan Ming didn't understand what this meant, so he could only answer honestly: "I can't say communication, but I can understand their language. Whether they can understand my words depends on their IQ."<

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Fan Ming later found many small animals and tried them, and his abilities were not limited to the blue-eyed white tiger.

Although Fan Congwu had never heard of the word IQ, he probably guessed its meaning.

After listening to Fan Ming's answer, he looked up at the roof and wondered what he was thinking.

After a while, he turned to Fan Ming and asked, "Do you know the story of my youth?"

"I don't know." Fan Ming shook his head. He only heard his father mention that Uncle Wu left the village when he was young and returned to the village after many years.

"That's right, I don't think I told your father either." After saying that, Fan Congwu's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and then he told Fan Ming the story of his youth.

It turns out that Fan Congwu had a yearning for the world since he was a child, so he ran away from home when he was young to pursue a career in the world.

Not long after leaving home, he joined a Jianghu sect from the Qinghu Sect and switched to the Qinghu Sect's internal boxing technique.

Unexpectedly, because of his good talent, he gradually became a core disciple from the outer disciple of Qinghu Sect.

Just when he thought he could learn powerful martial arts and then live happily in the world as a disciple of the Qinghu Sect, something unexpected happened to the Qinghu Sect.

The sworn enemy of the Qinghu Sect invited a mysterious man from nowhere. The mysterious man drove thousands of wild beasts to destroy the Qinghu Sect almost overnight.

Fan Congwu luckily escaped, and even saw with his own eyes the conversation between the mysterious man and the beast he drove.

The only reason why he showed that look just now was because he saw the shadow of that mysterious man in Fan Ming.

They both have the ability to talk to animals, so it’s hard not to think of them together.

It was also because of this painful past that Fan Congwu gave up the idea of ​​wandering around and returned to the village to be an honest hunter.

After telling this story, Fan Congwu said meaningfully to Fan Ming: "I am telling you this not because I have transferred my hatred for the mysterious man to you. I want to tell you that this ability may have extremely broad scope."

future. This village is too small, you can’t focus on this one-third of an acre, otherwise your ability is likely to go to waste.”

Later, he informed Fan Ming of the specific locations of the Qinghu Gate and the rival sect’s Zhoushan Gate, and told him that if he was interested in the mysterious man, he might be able to go there to inquire.

After coming out of Uncle Wu's house, Fan Ming had not yet completely recovered from the shock.

A mysterious man who can drive thousands of beasts?

What Fan Ming can be sure of is that being able to achieve this level definitely depends on more than just the ability to communicate with animals!

If he could really convince thousands of ferocious beasts to drive him with his words, then his "talking skills" would undoubtedly be a superpower.

The greatest possibility is that he has some kind of method to control the mind of the beast.

But Fan Ming couldn't help but wonder, does the method that can control the mind of beasts really exist in this world?

This doesn’t look like something that should be in the world of martial arts, right?

Then Fan Ming thought of the glow that appeared that day and the old almanac in his mind.

These two things are also different from the painting style of the world he knows.

Thinking of this, Fan Ming's mind suddenly became confused.

Who can tell me what kind of world this is!

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Fan Ming was thinking wildly and walking around. When he raised his head again, he found that he had returned to the door of his house.

Fan Ming shook his head, putting all these messy things behind his mind for the time being, and then opened the door.

Before he could enter, a white shadow suddenly jumped out from behind the door and hugged his thigh.

Then another voice came.

"Snow Mountain! You're not good again, are you? How can you run around? You haven't even dried yourself yet!"

Only then did Fan Ming feel that his trousers were a little wet.

He grabbed the little tiger by the scruff of his neck and just lifted him up when Fan Li walked out.

Fan Ming asked: "Why do you want to give him a bath?"

Fan Li replied: "The smell on his body is too great. Haven't you heard that the dogs in the village have been barking at our door these two days?"

Only then did Fan Ming remember that there was such a problem. It was probably because the beastly aura on the little blue-eyed white tiger was too strong, causing the dogs in the village to panic.
Chapter completed!