Chapter 196 Bodhi Flower

After speaking, Zhuo Bufan turned around and walked towards the door, but when he left, he glanced at a withered flower in the flower garden.

After taking seven steps, Mrs. Zhang suddenly stopped from behind: "Wait a minute, kid, what was a pity you just said?"

"It's nothing." Zhuo Bufan didn't even turn his head, and was about to leave. Old lady Zhang frowned and said: "Boy, if you tell me, I will let you live here."

Zhuo Bufan finally stopped, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He walked to the flowerbed. Zhang Huan and the old lady also walked over. Zhang Huan knew that there was a purple flower in it, and I don’t know why it has withered in the past few days. , Nao's grandma didn't sleep well for a few days.

"This purple flower is called Bodhi, and it has a very high growth environment. You have just cultivated this flower, right?" Zhuo Bufan said slowly.

Mrs. Zhang glanced at him more in an instant, but she didn't expect that a young man would still know linden flowers, "Well, how long have I just been transplanted back? The flowers and leaves have withered in the past few days. I don't know why, do you know?"

"If I cure your flowers, would you let me rent a house here?"

"Okay, as long as you can feed my flowers, I will let you live here." Old Zhang hesitated and agreed directly because this flower was so precious that she finally found it in Baihe Mountain. There is only one plant here.

Zhuo Bufan said: "Does the linden flower grow on a sunny hillside? Although you brought the positive soil back, the surrounding ‘silver flower grass’ and ‘sweet herbs’ flowers and plants are too cloudy and affect the growth of the linden flower.”

"So I only need to take out the Bodhi flower and cultivate it to survive?" Mrs. Zhang frowned.

Zhuo Bufan nodded.

Zhang Huan said with joy, "Grandma, can you let Zhuo Bufan live here?"

"Well, you can live here, but if my flowers don't come back to life, I can let you move out immediately." Old lady Zhang thought.

"No problem." Zhuo Bufan nodded.

"Student Zhuo, I'll take you in." Zhang Huan was planning to take Zhuo Bufan to the room to the north, but was scolded by the old lady Zhang: "Xiao Huan, if you don't want to cook, he can just go in by himself."

Zhuo Bufan was very depressed. This old lady seemed to be hostile to the man. Looking at Zhang Huan's innocent eyes, Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly, and walked in with her luggage.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, the old-fashioned Eight Immortals table and a few benches are all covered with dust, and the bedroom has only one plank bed, which looks simple, even shabby.

Zhuo Bufan waved his hand and all the dust flew up and gathered into a ball and flew out of the window automatically.

After tidying up the room, making a bedding for mattresses, Zhuo Bufan didn't eat, and he sat cross-legged on the bed and breathed out spiritual energy. Zhang Huan and Mrs. Zhang didn't bother him either.

When the moon and black wind were high, Zhuo Bufan suddenly opened his eyes and walked out of the room into the courtyard.

When he first came to the yard in the afternoon, he felt that there was a feeling of being peeped all around him, but he hadn't cultivated spiritual consciousness yet, so he could only vaguely sense people around him, but when he came out, nearby The feeling of peeping suddenly disappeared.

"I just came to Qinzhou myself, even the master of the ghost king probably didn't track down my whereabouts so quickly, so those peeping feelings are all for Zhang Huan and Granny Zhang?"

Zhuo Bufan thought to himself, but it didn't matter to him, he didn't think much about it. Instead, he walked to the flower garden. Mrs. Zhang had already transplanted the ‘Bodhi flower’ out of the flower pot. The flowers and leaves were dry and dejected.

A faint aura radiated from Zhuo Bufan's hands and lingered on the Bodhi flower. Within a few seconds, the Bodhi flower instantly regained its vitality, and its petals were full of vitality and bloomed in full bloom.

After doing all this, Zhuo Bufan returned to the room to sleep.

The next day.

Zhuo Bufan got up and moved his body, stood in the yard and played a set of the simplest form of boxing. This was learned from Chen Longhu when he was in Jinzhou. Although it is simple, Zhuo Bufan mobilized the truth in his body. Yuan, I don't know how many times more advanced than the original boxing technique.

It's just that this change can only be felt by him, but others don't know it.

Mrs. Zhang kept watching him finish his punches in silence, curling her lips and saying, "Boy, I didn't think you would have some furry skills."

"It's just a little exercise, just laughed." Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly.

At this time, Mrs. Zhang walked to the flowerbed and glanced at random, but her face was shocked. The linden blossoms that were still like frost yesterday bloomed as before, exuding powerful vitality, and even the petals and grass blades were enlarged. One point.

Looking at the back of Zhuo Bufan leaving: "This kid is still a little capable, but it's just a trail. It's not enough to match our Xiaohuan."

As soon as Zhuo Bufan walked out of the alley, he saw Zhang Huan waiting for him at the entrance of the alley: "Zhuo Bufan, here you are."

With that said, handed the soy milk and fried dough sticks to Zhuo Bufan.

"Grandma wouldn't let me go to school with you, so I'll be waiting for you secretly." Zhang Huan said with a bright smile.

While the two of them were walking towards the school, Zhang Huan was chatting all the way, but it was the girl who said a lot, Zhuo Bufan just listened. It turned out that Mrs. Zhang opened a small medical clinic in the side street, which is a famous doctor nearby. And Zhang Huan has lived with Mrs. Zhang all these years. As for his parents, Zhang Huan didn't mention a word, and Zhuo Bufan didn't ask too much.

The two of them just walked to the gate of the West Campus. Suddenly a Wuling Hongguang slammed and stopped in front of them. The door opened with a scream, and seven or eight burly men jumped down, with developed muscles under the tight elastic vest. Contains explosive energy, with a metal bat in his hand.

The leader was actually Liu Chun, staring at Zhuo Bufan with a sneer: "Zhuo Bufan, you have a kind of kid, toasting and not eating fine wine, even Ning's woman dared to move."

Zhuo Bufan, the king of Jinzhou, the titled champion of the martial arts league, did not expect to come to the school, and unexpectedly encounter a few gangsters to block him.

"Liu Chun, what do you want to do, this is the school." Zhang Huan showed nervousness on his face, looking at Zhuo Bufan with some guilt.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to teach him a little lesson. What about the school, do you know who Ning is? The members of the Jinlin team, even the principal of the school have to buy some face."

Zhuo Bufan shook his head: "I think you and Shanshan are friends, you can go now."

"Crazy, really crazy!" Liu Chun squeezed his fist: "Teach him a lesson and let him open his eyes."

After all, several strong men squeezed the steel pipe and rushed directly to Zhuo Bufan, but in the blink of an eye, all the strong men fell to the ground, clutching their belly and turning over and over, making their faces blue with pain.