Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 44: Old Beggar
One day since Zhou Fan's fight with the eighth prince's old man. Right now the young man was still lying on a flat stone like a bed.
Although not yet conscious, the wound on his body was a little mengingan when compared with the previous situation.
A few moments later his eyes blinked and slowly opened. At first glance looks confused face, what really happened.
As he remembered, he was in a fight and his body was in an injured state. But now not only was he still alive, but his wound was already covered.
When his eyes turned, he felt that he was now in a cave. But the big question still haunts him, who saves him even helps to treat his injuries.
"You're awake, I think it's gonna take more time for you to wake up from fainting."
Hearing the voice from the door of the cave, Zhou Fan spontaneously turned his head, when he saw an old man in a muddy outfit, his forehead looked shriveled.
Wasn't he the beggar he met in Lanqiao City, why was he here? Was this old man the one who saved her?
Zhou Fan felt that there was no other conclusion he could think of, it seemed that it was true that this old man who had saved himself had even treated the wounds on his body.
"Senior, thank you." Zhou Fan stood up, but just as he was standing his body instantly collapsed as the effects of the wounds present had not completely disappeared.
The old beggar shook his head and asked Zhou Fan to sit down. "You're always careless, don't move too much, or your wounds open again."
Zhou Fan obediently sat on the bed.
"You have a good protector. If not, maybe I won't be able to save your life." The old beggar grabbed a bowl that was already filled with food, giving it to Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan spontaneously accepted the bowl, but his gaze looked puzzled, what was the intention of this old man giving the bowl to him.
The old beggar chuckled, he said as he swung a light hand. "Eat it, it's oriental porridge I can make. No need to thank me, just eat to make you feel better."
Zhou Fan glanced at the porridge before his eyes, its green color like the complexion of forest grass made the young man squint.
Is this edible?
The question that arrived just flashed through his head. When inhaling the aroma of porridge, it was really bad, at a glance he could feel if this porridge was dangerous.
At least this porridge won't kill me. Zhou Fan slowly fed the porridge into his mouth, when the porridge entered his mouth, his eyes opened wide.
Ecks...
Subconsciously Zhou Fan spewed out the porridge, making the old beggar squint sharply.
"Sorry senior, this is very bitter, but will junior eat." Zhou Fan gradually swallowed the bitter gruel.
"But senior, it seems like I've felt this smell. What exactly is this porridge?" Zhou Fan who had finished the porridge the old beggar gave put down the bowl and asked.
The old beggar looked at Zhou Fan while laughing awkwardly. "Forest grass, I looked for some vegetables but did not find them. Since there is only forest grass, why not use it."
Uhuk...
Zhou Fan looked at the old man before him with twitching eyes. Really, what he ate was the forest grass? Not only did it not have any properties, it was extremely bitter. It was only fitting that he felt familiar with the aroma that was released.
Now that the gaze was fixed on the old man in shabbily clothes, no words could be spoken from his mouth.
Huft...
"Senior, can't you look for beast meat? Even a level one beast was better compared to the forest grass." Zhou Fan said in a complaining tone.
The old man scratched his back head. "I'm a vegetarian, I don't eat meat. I guess you're just like me, don't eat meat."
For a moment Zhou Fan was pensive to hear the old beggar's explanation.
Huft...
"Sorry senior, I should have - "
"Haha... No need to worry so much, now that you recover yourself, I will give you some advice as I promised." The old beggar went out and gave Zhou Fan time to recuperate.
Zhou Fan once again fell silent, he recalled about the promise. But at that time he thought the old beggar's words were just a mere trite, he did not expect that the old man seriously wanted to give him some lessons.
"I'd better recuperate." Zhou Fan sat cross-legged as his hand threw the recovery pill into his mouth.
A short time later, Zhou Fan got up. Not finding the whereabouts of the old beggar, Zhou Fan walked about to come out.
But as soon as he came out, he could see something quite extraordinary. In front of him this was not the forest of He City, but rather a very beautiful area.
It turns out that the cave is located on top of a high cliff, below it looks a dense forest with amazing views.
"I've never seen such a beautiful sight." From where he was, Zhou Fan could see the dense forest and steep waterfalls, besides the lake that stretched in the middle of the forest was clearly visible in his view.
"Aren't they very calming? However this was not part of He City, this was a high mountain range, it was the easternmost region of the Shao Empire."
Zhou Fan instantly turned around, but his mind was focused with the explanation of the place he heard.
So now he was still in the territory of the Shao Empire.
Uh...
The young man suddenly realized the awkwardness, his eyes narrowed.
Wasn't he always at the entrance of the cave, how did this old man enter? How powerful he was, it could even defeat the old man of the eighth prince's envoy.
"Come here!"
Zhou Fan approached as the old beggar waved at him, but the old man instead attacked with his spear.
Zhou Fan spontaneously withdrew his body, but the old beggar's movements were too fast, he couldn't dodge the attack.
Zhou Fan's body bounced against the wall of the cave, even so hard the surface of the cave felt shaking.
The old beggar no longer attacked, he kept a spear and sat on one of the stones. "Your complex is very slow, even if you have a reliable protector, just by attacking a senior fighter you are definitely dead."
Zhou Fan who heard the old beggar's words widened his eyes, how could this man say lightly 'only senior fighters'. Was his strength already in the holy warrior, or was it the god fighter?
It's hideous!
Obviously this old man was very strong, being able to get some guidance from a great person, was a fortune.
"Take this, you have to master it in one month." The old beggar gave an ordinary iron spear, as well as a book without a name.
Zhou Fan frowned, why was he even given a spear. Although he could use several weapons, he was not that skilled at using spears.
"Why? Don't you want to experience the spear technique, just so you know the spear is the most flexible weapon."
Zhou Fan just silently let the old man explain. However it was not as expected, the old man instead left without giving a word.
Zhou Fan looked at the book in his hand, slowly he glanced at the spear in the other hand.
"I am Zhou Fan, as long as I try, I can definitely."