Chapter 12 The Gray Line

　　"Three people?" Zhou Fan looked up in shock, from what he had found out, there were over sixty people in the patrol now, wouldn't the probability of three people be too low. 　　"Yes, three people, one is me and there are two vice-captains, if someone can get started, then the village will definitely give a vice-captain position and raise the treatment accordingly." Lu Kui said with some emotion. 　　"Even if you can't really get started, you don't have to be too discouraged, practicing the first four styles of this Twelve Styles of Tiger Form can play a certain role in strengthening your body even if you can't get started." Lu Kui was afraid that Zhou Fan would be discouraged and refused to learn anymore, so he turned around and said comfortingly. 　　Zhou Fan no longer speak, but seriously study this "Twelve Styles of Tiger Form" in the first four styles, Lu Kui told him that this "Twelve Styles of Tiger Form" can only be learned by the people in the patrol team, so this book can not be allowed to let Zhou Fan take away, he must memorize the first four styles. 　　So that he could practice on his own tomorrow. 　　As for why it was strictly forbidden to spread it out? 　　Lu Kui said that this is the Tianliang Li regulations, too specific reasons he does not understand, but as far as he knows, non-patrol villagers if you learn, increase some strength can deal with the strange treachery is still a matter of opinion, but in the village life and death of the survival of the village, those who do not want to join the patrol team may also become a kind of hidden danger. 　　Zhou Fan's memory is very good, he just spent half an hour to memorize the text and diagrams of the first four styles, after he confirms that there is no error, and then ask Lu Kui to teach the book terms that he does not understand. 　　Too many of them were meridians and acupoints as well as some martial arts terms, these questions happened to be the most familiar to Lu Kui, a martial artist, and Lu Kui answered them without difficulty. 　　Lu Kui even pointed out a certain acupuncture point on his body or Zhou Fan's body while talking, which made Zhou Fan gain a lot. 　　Zhou Fan also understood that if he were to learn with the newcomers in the patrol team, he was afraid that Lu Kui would not have the patience to teach him this way. In Zhou Fan's opinion, he had paid one-third of his life's money to get Lu Kui's attentive teaching, which was a very cost-effective deal. 　　Time gradually passed, after all the questions in Zhou Fan's mind had been solved from Lu Kui, it was already close to the end of the night. 　　Zhou Fan hurriedly stood up to say goodbye, he borrowed a fire to light the candle in the lantern. 　　"Then you go back first, practice on your own tomorrow, if you don't understand anything, come back and ask me at night." Lu Kui stood up and sent Zhou Fan out the door. 　　Zhou Fan hit the lantern, he suddenly remembered another question, he asked in a hurry, "Brother Lu, can I deal with Monstrous Treachery by learning martial arts?" 　　Lu Kui let out a laugh and said, "Ah Fan, this is impossible, if Monstrous Treachery was so easy to deal with, then the patrol wouldn't have died so many people." 　　"If this is ......" Zhou Fan's brows furrowed, he wanted to say then what's the point of learning it? 　　"Fan, don't underestimate martial arts." Lu Kui said in a deep voice, "Wudao is the foundation of all cultivation, it may not be able to deal with most of the monstrous treachery, but it can make you strong, and when danger comes, those who run fast will always have a better hope of surviving than those who run slow." 　　Zhou Fan froze for a moment, he knew that he was the one who thought wrongly, he blushed sternly and said, "Brother Lu, I'll remember." 　　If it wasn't for Lu Kui's reminder, Zhou Fan almost had contempt for martial arts, wasn't what he wanted was to use all means to live well? 　　"Big Brother Lu, my parents said that you are a cultivator, is martial arts a part of cultivation?" 　　"Didn't I tell you that martial arts is the foundation of all cultivation?" Lu Kui froze for a moment and said, "I didn't actually say this, but I heard it from a senior in Tian Liang Li, just remember it." 　　Zhou Fan did not ask any more questions, but said goodbye and turned to leave. 　　Lu Kui stood by the door, looking at the lanterns fading away in the darkness, he grinned, "This kid is ambitious, I just don't know how talented he is?" 　　"It's still dark." Zhou Fan carried the lantern and walked on the path, the surroundings were pitch black, he looked up to the dome of the sky. 　　The sky dome was dark above, the stars and moon were invisible. 　　"Could it be that the sky in this world is all like this?" Zhou Fan shook his head without further thought and continued to rush home. 　　Zhou Fan looked around from time to time and realized that there wasn't that feeling of fear, knowing that the Yin Ghost was definitely not nearby. 　　After arriving home and blowing out the white candle in the lantern, his father, Zhou Yi Mu, was sitting and smoking a water pipe, while his mother, Gui Feng, was sewing clothes close to the oil lamp, they were obviously waiting for Zhou Fan. 　　Zhou Fan heart slightly warm, his parents died when he was a child in his previous life, the love of parents is very vague, this is a clear feeling, they may not know that he is not the soul of the predecessor. 　　But Zhou Fan will treat them as relatives in this world, whether for himself or for them, he has to live well. 　　Zhou Fan came back, and Zhou Yi Mu didn't ask him how he learned, but just told him to go to bed. 　　Zhou Fan casually cleaned up and went back to his room to sleep. 　　Only when Zhou Fan woke up after a good night's sleep, he suddenly saw the gray mist again, and the blood ball was still high in the air. 　　Zhou Fan was abruptly startled, he had thought it was just a nightmare, but it turned out that he was back again. 　　Where exactly was this place? Why did he appear here in the past two days when he fell asleep? 　　Zhou Fan could not come up with answers to these questions for the time being. 　　Zhou Fan sucked in his breath, he had never seen anything so bizarre, he didn't even know what would happen if he died in this strange space. 　　If it wasn't for the fear that if he died here, he would never be able to wake up in reality again, Zhou Fan would want to try the idea of getting himself killed and forget about it, getting himself killed might be able to make him wake up. 　　Zhou Fan thought for a moment and walked to the edge of the boat, his head cautiously stretched out towards the railing and looked. 　　Like a mirror like gray river water reflected a skull, skull empty eyes, also seems to be staring at Zhou Fan. 　　The white skull seemed as if it was plastered on the surface of the river. 　　Zhou Fan looked at the skeleton, he suddenly stretched his hand out, and a skeleton hand instantly appeared on the river mirror. 　　Zhou Fan took a deep breath of cold air, he took a step back and retracted his head and hand, because he saw that there were black shadows of strange shapes swimming in the depths of the river, he was not sure if those black shadows would leap up from the bottom of the water and take a bite out of his head or arm. 　　Now it was certain that the skeleton head and skeleton hands reflected on the surface of the river were his head and his hands. 　　As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Fan couldn't help but touch his face with both hands, confirming that his nose, eyebrows, eyes all parts of his face's skin and flesh were all there, before he breathed a long sigh of relief. 　　Zhou Fan thought to himself that it was most likely the strangeness of this gray river that caused him to map out white bones when he looked into the river. 　　Just as he was pondering, a heart-pounding roar came from the depths of the drifting gray mist, like the shrill whistling of a severe ghost. 　　Zhou Fan's eardrums were shaken as if they were about to crack, he felt dizzy and his mind seemed to be taken in. 　　Zhou Fan shook his head vigorously before coming to his senses. 　　The shouting soon became clearer from far away, and the monster of that voice was obviously approaching this way at a rapid pace. 　　Zhou Fan tensed up, he couldn't be sure if this was a dream or not, but he had to think of a way to get out of here, otherwise it would be bad when that monster arrived. 　　Zhou Fan spun around on the deck as he tried to find the entrance to the cabin, but there was no entrance on the deck. 　　A hissing sound like a storm of thunder came from close by, Zhou Fan immediately reacted that it was the monster of that sound that had arrived, he looked in the direction of the sound. 　　Wow! 　　There was a sound like something leaping out of the water, and two small house-sized golden flames rose from the gray mist a hundred meters away, which were the monster's eyes! 　　Zhou Fan's hairs stood on end, the gray fog made it impossible for him to see the monster's real body, but the fear in his heart rose completely. 　　The monster leapt up towards the wooden boat, a leap of 100 meters, its huge body was like a dark cloud covering the entire wooden boat, the monster's size was too huge, Zhou Fan couldn't even see its basic form. 　　The movement of the monster smashing down was so fast that Zhou Fan was unable to make a move to escape even if he wanted to jump into the river. 　　Whoosh! 　　A strand of gray light like a hairline crossed from Zhou Fan's left side, and the gray line meandered and stabbed at the monster's belly. 　　This gray line was very small, not worth mentioning compared to the monster's body, but it was such a gray line that pierced into the monster's body that the monster let out a wailing sound. 　　Its size was shrinking madly, shrinking to the size of a palm, being pulled forward by the gray line, crossing over Zhou Fan's head. 　　Zhou Fan's sight followed the monster's figure as it swam. 　　Behind him on the deck at some point there was a square wooden table, and in front of it stood an old man. 　　The monster eventually fell within the white jade plate on the wooden table. 　　The old man with silver hair was wearing a long gray coat with a foggy pattern on it, and he was holding a light gray fishing rod in his hand, and the dark gray fishing line on the rod was hooked to the monster that was bouncing on the jade plate. 　　The old man did not look at Zhou Fan, he was concentrating on the jade disk.