"Little brat, by the time you see this letter, your master will no longer be on Niutou Mountain. You don't need to look for me. Because your master is going to slay a dragon!"
"Oh... right, just a mention, it's a real dragon!"
On Niutou Mountain, halfway up the mountain, in a farmhouse courtyard, a young man wearing a red vest and shorts held a crumpled piece of paper.
Soon, a look of anger appeared on his handsome and clear face, "Slay a dragon, slay a chicken's eye! What era is this, full of pointless things!"
"I think he's sneaking down the mountain to date Widow Xu from Xiaohe Village! I won't ruin your good deed!"
"Tch..."
Chen Fan muttered, his eyes darting across the paper, reading at a glance.
The last few lines on the creased paper made him almost jump.
"Holy cow, I've been on this Niutou Mountain for nearly fifteen years and rarely see any women. How did a marriage contract come about?"
Chen Fan naturally didn't believe it.
But soon, he had to believe it, because in the wooden box on his left was a stack of old wedding invitations, looking about his age. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
It was indeed a wedding invitation, and it even had his name on it!
Good heavens... is this for real?
Chen Fan felt the information today was a bit too much. He pinched the philtrum hard and took a deep breath.
"Calm down, calm down, this is a prank..."
Chen Fan knew his swindler of a master too well. He never said a proper word, was crazy, and acted like a lunatic.
The most speechless thing was that he was actually raised by this lunatic!
Every day he was taught things that were out of touch with society, such as medicine and martial arts... However, in the mountains and countryside, martial arts were still somewhat useful. As for medicine, he had treated plenty of sows in the surrounding villages, and his skill was absolutely top-notch.
Chen Fan calmed down and cooked meals for two. By evening, the old swindler hadn't returned. Normally, the old man was very enthusiastic about eating, but today he was nowhere to be seen.
Damn it, did this old man really abandon him and run off?
He waited for two days, and Chen Fan couldn't wait any longer, so he temporarily chose to believe.
He decided to go down the mountain to find this old swindler...
When he opened the box where he hid his private savings, he was stunned... All the red banknotes were gone, vanished, leaving only a dozen lonely steel coins.
"You old scoundrel, Chen Fan and I are sworn enemies!"
...
Two days later, Chen Fan left the mountain and arrived at the town.
He had been traveling and was hungry, so he picked a noodle shop with a red sign.
This sign looked old and worn, so it should be relatively cheaper.
Chen Fan hadn't been out of touch with society during his years on the mountain. He often went out... but the farthest he had ever been was to the county town.
As for Lincheng, mentioned in the letter, it must be a big city...
"Boss, one bowl of noodles!"
Chen Fan sat at a table outside the Honghong Noodle Shop, ostentatiously flicking his arm.
He ate the bowl of noodles as if it were a delicacy from the mountains and seas.
"Add an egg?" asked the middle-aged boss with a fleshy face.
"Does it cost money?" Chen Fan retorted.
"Yes..." The middle-aged boss was a bit speechless. What do you think?
"Then no egg!"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged boss's mouth twitched, and several dark lines instantly appeared on his forehead.
What a little scoundrel, a little rascal...
A moment later, the boss brought over a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.
Just as Chen Fan was about to dig in, a luxurious car, not belonging to the town, pulled up...