Half an hour later, Zhang Fan carried Chu Feng back home.

Putting the unconscious Chu Feng on the low pit, he looked at the time and found that it was already 9:10 in the morning.

Zhang Fan checked Chu Feng's injuries and found that apart from the dislocation of his right arm, he only had some skin injuries and no bones were injured.

Seeing that Chu Feng didn't have much to do, Zhang Fan helped him straighten his dislocated right arm and then began to look around the dilapidated house.

The house was in a mess and disorganized, and there was not even a place to stand down.

Zhang Fan couldn't imagine how Chu Feng lived here alone.

After a long time, Zhang Fan sighed, picked up a broom and other tools from the yard, and started sweeping.

While he was cleaning, Chu Yu, who was holding a huge red oil-paper umbrella, also joined in, and even the wind chimes blew a breeze to help collect the garbage.

Obviously Chu Feng's home is not very big, but garbage and other messy things are scattered everywhere, which makes the cleaning progress very difficult for a while.

After working for a while, Zhang Fan only managed to clean up less than one-tenth of the area, even with the help of Chu Yu and Feng Ling.

Seeing how laborious the cleanup work was, Zhang Fan had no choice but to summon Jin Cuihua and Wu Lin together.

In this way, Zhang Fan and four black spirit ghosts began to clean up in an orderly manner.

About half an hour later, Zhang Fan sat down on the chair, sweat beaded on his forehead, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If you can allow four black ghosts to clean up the garbage, I'm afraid if you look at the survivors in the entire hell maze, it's estimated that

I am the only one who dares to do this!"

Zhang Fan looked at the spotless house and courtyard, which seemed to have been brand new, and then a happy smile appeared on his face.

The garbage and mess had been cleared away, but the little yellow dog in the yard died and he was not revived.

It wasn't that Zhang Fan didn't want to save him, but by the time he carried Chu Feng back, it was already too late. The little native dog's injuries were too serious and there was nothing he could do to save him.

Zhang Fan thought for a while and walked out. He was going to Murakami to buy some food and make Chu Feng a hearty breakfast.

Not afraid that those yellow-haired youths would come again to cause trouble, Zhang Fan kept Jin Cuihua, Wu Lin, and Chu Yu all behind. He only took the wind chime with him and went out.

The figure of the wind chime lurked in the breeze and floated behind Zhang Fan's buttocks, following along with it.

The breeze seemed very cheerful, swaying in all directions. One moment it drifted to a certain house and picked a few persimmons, and the next moment it drifted to the same house and took away a few pieces of dried sweet potatoes. It was so joyful.

Zhang Fan just laughed dumbly at the behavior of the wind chime and didn't take it seriously. It wasn't until a bottle of pesticide with paraquat written on it was obtained by the wind chime from somewhere that Zhang Fan's expression suddenly changed.

...

After walking around the village, Zhang Fan bought a lot of things and returned to Chu Feng's home.

At this time, Chu Feng still didn't wake up.

In response, Zhang Fan just sighed helplessly, told Chu Yu to be optimistic about Chu Feng, and went to cook.

A moment later, Zhang Fan simply prepared five or six dishes and placed them on the dining table.

Zhang Fan placed a total of 6 stools.

Chu Yu, Jin Cuihua, Wu Lin, Feng Ling, plus him and Chu Feng, there are exactly 6.

In Zhang Fan's heart, he had long regarded Chu Yu's four fierce ghosts as his family and friends.

So he didn't take them back to the Demon Fence.

But I feel that if we are a family, we should sit together and have a lively meal.

He had always ignored the feelings of Chu Yu and the others before, but now that he thought about it, in fact, why should they not long for love from their relatives?

Thinking about himself, he was an orphan since he was a child. His parents died and he grew up eating the food of the village.

Whenever other people gathered together during the New Year and holidays, he could only watch with great envy and longing. He could only hide outside the window and watch their happiness.

To this day, he can be regarded as having close friends and relatives, although they are not living people, but terrifying ghosts.

"It would be great if Zhang Suya was still here..."

Suddenly, Zhang Fan looked sad and thought of Zhang Suya.

Zhang Suya chose to sacrifice herself to save him, and now she is still imprisoned in a terrifying unknown place unable to escape.

This big family still needs to find Zhang Suya back to be truly successful.

No matter what, he must gather more ghost partners as soon as possible. When enough strength is gathered, he will go to that unknown place and rescue Zhang Suya.

"Thank you all for your help during this time! If it weren't for you sisters, I would have died in the terrifying maze scene!"

Zhang Fan raised the white wine in his hand towards Chu Yu and the four ghosts, saluted him solemnly, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Jin Cuihua and Wu Lin silently watched Zhang Fan drink the glass of white wine, with a slightly strange look on their stiff faces.

The two ghosts didn't speak. They just picked up the white wine on the table and drank it in one gulp without changing their expressions. After finishing the drink, Jin Cuihua showed a smile on her lips, but Wu Lin didn't have much reaction.

, just simply stroking her messy bird's nest-like hair, but at this moment, the palm of her hand holding the black round mirror couldn't help but exert a little force.

"Hehe, you're welcome. I want to eat those French fries. Remember to buy them for me when you go back!"

Where the wind chime was, a small tornado was blowing, and her voice, filled with laughter, rang out from the wind.

Zhang Fan: "......"

"Thank you for helping me find my brother...Thank you..."

Chu Yu said with blood and tears in his eyes, his voice trembling.

"This is all my business. Your business, Chu Yu, is my business. I will definitely help you fulfill your last wish and let Chu Feng grow up healthily!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said with great sincerity.

"Come, let's eat!"

Zhang Fan put down his wine glass and said with a smile.

"What's the point of talking for a long time? I'm already hungry, hee hee!!"

Before Zhang Fan could finish his words, the wind chime made a sound, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said impatiently.

Zhang Fan: "......"

Just when they were having dinner, suddenly, the bedroom door opened, and Chu Feng walked out with a gloomy face. When he saw Zhang Fan sitting at the dining table talking to himself, a sudden emotion appeared on his face.

eccentric.

"You psycho, what are you doing in my house?!"

Chu Feng looked gloomy and shouted coldly.

"Is this how you treat your savior?"

Zhang Fan heard the sound and saw Chu Feng, and asked with a smile.

"I don't need your help!"

Chu Feng didn't appreciate it at all.

"If it weren't for your sister's sake, I would have taught you a lesson a long time ago!"

Zhang Fan said in a low voice as if an elder was lecturing a junior.

"You...don't be familiar with him. He is still young...and ignorant. If there is anything...wrong...I apologize to you on his behalf."

......."

When Chu Yu saw Zhang Fan reprimanding Chu Feng, she stood up, her face showing anxiety, and said hurriedly.

"No, I'm just pretending to scare him, don't take it seriously!"

Zhang Fan turned his head and whispered to Chu Yu.

"Oh well!"

Chu Yu nodded.

"You lunatic, is there something wrong with your brain? Are you always talking to the air?"

Chu Feng frowned and glared at Zhang Fan.

"You're the one with the problem. I'm so handsome, what's the problem?"

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes at Chu Feng and smiled.

"What a psycho!"

"Why did you come to my house? If you have nothing to do, leave immediately. You are not welcome here!"

Chu Feng curled his lips and directly issued an order to expel the guests.

"I told you, your sister and I are friends, and I came here just to see you!"

Zhang Fan took a bite of food and said.

"My sister died three years ago! She was washed into the river by a mudslide..."

When Chu Feng said this, his eyes dimmed and he fell into silence.

"Who told you that your sister is dead? Did you see it?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard the sound.
To be continued...