In this way, Zhang Fanan and the evil beasts were spending time, but the evil beasts had something to eat, and Zhang Fanan and the others could only starve. Soon, a day and a night passed, and Zhang Fanan and the two were already so hungry that their chests pressed against their backs.
At this time, Fu Ling'er said, "If Zhang Fanan doesn't eat, we will starve to death." What should we do now?
What should we do? Zhang Fanan thought about it. At this moment, there were evil beasts on the cliffs and down the valley. It was impossible to leave. The only way was to fly out.
Fu Linger, can you fly with a sword? Zhang Fanan asked.
Flying with a sword! My grandfather can do it, but I can't! You are so strong, you should be able to do it! Fu Ling'er asked.
I know we have already gone out, Zhang Fanan said.
It seems we can only starve to death here, Fu Ling'er sighed.
Don't worry, I won't let you die, Zhang Fanan said.
Then Zhang Fan'an began to think back. Mr. Fu once taught him how to fly with a sword, but he didn't study seriously at that time. He only remembered what Mr. Fu said, if you want to fly with a sword, you must unite with the sword.
The man and the sword merged into one, Zhang Fanan put his sword on the ground, and he also sat on the ground. He began to concentrate and put all his thoughts on the sword. Gradually, the sword began to float upward, the distance was very short, and it was teetering.
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After half a stick of incense, the sword fell to the ground. Zhang Fanan was not discouraged. He began to keep trying. Two hours later, the sword finally began to stabilize. But it remained stable at about one meter away from the ground. No matter how Zhang Fanan tried,
, the sword did not rise an inch.
Zhang Fanan tried for another two hours, but there was still no big change. He began to feel a little unable to sit still, but fortunately Fu Ling'er kept advising him.
Zhang Fanan was on the ground. After calming down for half an hour, he suddenly stood up and jumped off the cliff.
This startled Fu Ling'er who was standing beside him. Fu Ling'er was so frightened that he hurried to the rock to observe Zhang Fan'an's condition. He thought that Zhang Fan'an had lost his mind and didn't want to live anymore.
At this time, Zhang Fanan only had the sword in his heart, because if he wanted to survive, he could only rely on whether he could fly with the sword. Finally, just before it touched the ground, he completely merged with the sword and flew up.
He happily flew to Fu Ling'er's side and said, "Ling'er, I succeeded. I thought a lot about this before and couldn't concentrate on the sword. But when I jumped off the cliff, I knew that I
If I want to live, I can only learn to fly with a sword, so my mind and the sword become one."
Come on, I'll take you home now, Zhang Fanan said excitedly. But on Fu Ling'er's side, there wasn't much of a surprise. She stood tremblingly on the sword, and her body couldn't stop trembling.
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What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Zhang Fanan asked with concern.
Oh, I'm a little afraid of heights, Fu Ling'er said.
A little afraid of heights, Zhang Fanan asked Fu Ling'er to stand in front. He hugged her from behind. Fu Ling'er wanted to break away, but he retracted as soon as his hand came into contact with Zhang Fanan's.
Zhang Fanan said, "Don't worry, I'm holding you now and you won't fall. Look at how beautiful the scenery below is."
Fu Ling'er carefully opened half of his eyes. At this time, the sun was setting. The setting sun was shining on the mountains. The mountains, trees, forests, and birds were all coated with a thin yellow film. The setting sun sprinkled golden light on everything.
I even felt it in my eyes.
At this moment, Fu Ling'er was no longer afraid. She was immersed in the beautiful scenery and couldn't extricate herself.
Just then Zhang Fanan said, "When we get old, we can stay in the mountains, plant flowers during the day, drink wine in the evening, and watch the sunset, okay?"
Of course, Fu Ling'er replied. No, I haven't agreed to be with you yet! What you think is too beautiful, Fu Ling'er said with a blush on her face and a little shyness.
It was late at night, and the two finally returned home. Zhang Fanan was going to send Fu Ling'er back to Jianpai, because she and Mr. Fu both lived in Jianpai.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, Zhang Fanan saw his mother lying on the table crying, his father walking anxiously among the things, and Mr. Fu's eyes were a little red.
When they saw the two of them coming back, three people in the house ran out and hugged them. Zhang Fanan's father just wanted to scold Zhang Fanan, but when he saw Zhang Fanan's injuries, he swallowed his words.
At this time, Zhang Fanan and Fu Ling'er were already hungry. They found some food and talked about their experiences in the past few days while eating.
At this time, Mr. Fu's eyes showed approval that Zhang Fanan did not abandon Fu Ling'er at the critical moment.
At this time, the two of them were extremely tired. After eating, they simply washed up and rested.