Live fortune-telling: Friends of the water, you are a bit fancy!

"Feng Jiutian, quickly stop and apologize to Master."

"Hmph, Lin Fan must be arrested later. Lin Fan has bad intentions. He is trying to kill our next village chief!"

The elders of the clan were panic-stricken. They didn't expect that the people in the thatched cottage would wake up as soon as Feng Jiutian started digging.

[Muppet Cat: Master Lin deliberately tricked Feng Jiutian into doing it? 】

[Ninety degrees below zero: The aura of this white-bearded old man is so terrifying, even through the screen, I feel a trace of fear inexplicably. 】

【Ping An makes a lot of money: Is this the person who practices martial arts? I didn't believe that people have such things as aura, but now I believe it. 】

【Boss Xiu: Seeing the white-bearded old man, it seems that I have become small in front of him. 】

Feng Jiutian swallowed, her cultivation was not low, but she knew that her own strength was not enough for this white-bearded old man in front of her.

At this moment.

Huang Lao stepped forward politely, and respectfully said to the old man with white beard: "Senior, I'm really sorry, we only started digging your vegetable garden when we heard that the old village chief's legacy is buried in your vegetable garden."

The white-bearded old man gave Huang Lao a cold look, and immediately made Huang Lao feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He didn't reply, but went straight to Feng Jiutian and looked Feng Jiutian up and down.

"Feng Jiutian is indeed from the village chief's lineage. It seems that the old village chief is dead."

The white-bearded old man showed his yellow teeth. He smiled lightly and said, "I have an agreement with your father. As long as the descendants of the village chief's line come here, they can dig up my vegetable garden."

"I wonder if the old village head told you these things?"

Hear this.

Feng Jiutian's heartbeat slowed down by a beat, she quickly shook her head and said, "No, my father died too suddenly, I didn't leave anything behind."

Didn't leave a tip?

The white-bearded old man looked surprised. If the old village chief didn't leave any hints, how could Feng Jiutian know where the inheritance is.

He frowned, and said in a bad tone: "Little baby, do you think I'm a fool? If the old village chief didn't say anything, how do you know that the inheritance is with me, and how do you know that no one can touch it except the descendants of the old village chief?" My vegetable garden?"

"If someone else had come across my vegetable garden, he would be dead by now."

A powerful coercion fell on Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian looked flustered, and immediately pointed to Lin Fan and explained: "It's him, he said everything."

"He is a fortune teller. He figured out that my father buried the inheritance in the vegetable garden, and he also figured out that only I can dig the vegetable garden and take out the inheritance."

A series of gazes fell on Lin Fan in an instant.

Facing the eyes of the white-bearded old man, Lin Fan did not panic, but said calmly: "You made a bet with the old village head, and after you lost, you promised to let the old village head dispose of the vegetable garden, so the old village head handed over the inheritance Buried under the vegetable garden."

"Now we haven't touched the vegetable garden, only Feng Jiutian has touched the vegetable garden, so you can't blame anyone."

[Muppet cat: Master Lin Niupi, this white-bearded old man must be a very powerful trainer, even Feng Jiutian and the clan elders showed fear and fear towards him. 】

[Su Nian: Damn, Master Lin looks very thin, and he must not be able to beat this white-bearded old man. 】

[Boss Xiu: Fist is afraid of being young, even if this white-bearded old man is a practitioner, at such an old age, he probably doesn't have much strength. 】

【Boiled Dragon: Ahem, you guys really...forget it, let’s not talk about it. 】

Unlike other water friends, Panlong can tell that the white-bearded old man is a practitioner, and practitioners are often older and more powerful.

Even people with poor talent can often reach a very high level of cultivation as long as they can live for a long time.

"You have some skills."

The white-bearded old man did not expect Lin Fan to be able to figure out the bet he had made with the old village chief.

Apart from the old village chief and himself, no one else knew about this matter.

He asked curiously, "Are you from Fenghuang Village?"

Lin Fan shook his head and said with a slight smile, "I just arrived in Fenghuang Village yesterday, and I came here to help bury the old village chief normally."

Normal burial?

The white-bearded old man frowned, and after asking for a while, he found out what had happened to the old village chief.

He has been in a closed state, and he doesn't even know about the death of the old village chief.

"So it is."

The white-bearded old man murmured: "No wonder he came to drink with me a month ago. It turned out that he was going to seek death."

"The canopy of the sycamore tree, for thousands of years, as long as people go up, basically they can't survive."

He felt a pity. In his opinion, the old village chief was a very talented cultivator. If he continued to practice normally instead of looking for shortcuts, he could live for at least a few decades.

Even within 30 to 200 years, if you are lucky enough to break through to the foundation building stage, you may live another [-] years without any problem.

"Boy, you have some skills."

The white-bearded old man looked Lin Fan up and down, patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, and said, "Not only can you calculate the life of the old village chief, but you can also calculate some information about me, which is really amazing."

"People with higher cultivation bases will often be protected by heaven's secrets. Your strength shouldn't be weak, right?"

His right hand rested on Lin Fan's shoulder, pinching Lin Fan's shoulder bone hard.

Chapter 462 Teasing!

Lin Fan's complexion changed slightly, this old man with white beard is a bit too much.

He thought that the white-bearded old man was easier to talk to, but he never thought that the shot would be so heavy.

"It's not like that."

Lin Fan shrugged his shoulders slightly, and a powerful spiritual force burst out.

next moment.

The white-bearded old man's right hand was forcibly shaken away, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, obviously he did not expect Lin Fan's strength to be so powerful.

The aura of the two exploded at the same time.

Without hesitation, Lin Fan took out the Pure Yang Magic Sword directly. Originally, his cultivation base was not weaker than that of the white-bearded cultivator, and with the top-grade magic weapon, his aura reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.

"Fuck!"

The white-bearded old man felt Lin Fan's aura, so this is the strength of a young man?

He swallowed, quickly withdrew his breath, squeezed out a smile, and said politely: "Little brother, whoever comes is a guest."

"Since you are coming to our Phoenix Village for the first time, we must treat you well."

"As for Feng Jiutian digging my vegetable garden, I have an agreement with her father, so she just digs."

[Muppet Cat: Hahaha, he was scared! 】

[Ninety degrees below zero: Bare hands are no match for a long sword! 】

[Ping An makes a lot of money: By the way, why does Master Lin always carry a long sword with him? 】

[Boss Xiu: Wasn't the white-bearded old man very domineering just now? Why did he immediately panic when he saw Lin Fan pull out his long sword! 】

In the live broadcast room, the water friends couldn't help laughing out loud.

They thought that the white-bearded old man and Lin Fan would fight, but they never thought that Lin Fan didn't talk about martial arts, and when others were unarmed, Lin Fan directly pulled out a sharp weapon.

"peace brings money."

Lin Fan smiled slightly, and put away the Chunyang Fajian. He also didn't want to make trouble.

If there is too much commotion, it may disturb the strong men who are cultivating here.

Naturally, he could beat the white-bearded old man, but he could beat only one person, not necessarily two of them.

"Feng Jiutian, keep digging."

Lin Fan said lightly: "I said the inheritance is under the vegetable garden, so I won't lie to you."

heard.

Feng Jiutian recovered from the shock, she picked up the shovel again and dug out the soil in the vegetable garden.

After a while, she seemed to feel that the shovel hit a hard lump, and she stopped immediately.

"There is a wooden box!"

There was a trace of expectation in Feng Jiutian's eyes, she thought to herself, could it be that Lin Fan really didn't lie, her father really planted the inheritance here?

She squatted down and lifted up the big wooden box from the pit.

After opening the wooden box, she saw a book of exercises and codes in the wooden box.

"It's really the exercises and codes that my father usually practiced!"

Feng Jiutian's eyes widened, and her breathing became rapid. The wooden box contained the inheritance of the village chief's lineage, which was passed down from generation to generation, and was extremely precious.

"Okay, now I'm fulfilling my agreement with the old village chief, you guys leave now."

The white-bearded old man waved his hand and said, "If you are not cultivators, staying here for too long will not do you any good. If other people wake up later and get angry, they won't be as easy to talk to as I am."

Easy to talk?

Lin Fan forcibly held back his smile. He thought that if it wasn't his own strength, if he was stronger than the old man with white beard, he might have already taken action to teach the clan elder and others a lesson.

"Let's go."

He came to Feng Jiutian's side, closed the wooden box, then lifted the wooden box, and walked the way he had come and gone.

Feng Jiutian was stunned for a moment, this was the inheritance left by his father, Lin Fan directly took it away.

She wanted to have a fit, but she looked at some thatched huts on the side. If she yelled here, she would be killing herself.

Huang Lao and the others didn't hesitate, they didn't want to stay here for even a second longer.

after everyone left.

The white-bearded old man turned his head and looked at a thatched hut closest to the plane tree.

"Strange, how did that existence come out?"

He frowned. When he turned his head just now, he did indeed see a figure entering the thatched hut closest to the plane tree.

"It seems that the death of the old village chief was not as simple as it appeared."

"Based on what I know about the old village chief, he probably wouldn't take any risks, and how could he not have explained everything before he died."

At this moment.

The old man with white beard felt cold all over his body, he turned his head slowly and saw a man in white standing behind him.

"Don't be curious, just practice hard."

The man in white said coldly: "This is a matter of the village guards. If you are curious, I can show you the truth now."

heard.

The white-bearded old man shook his head again and again, and got into his thatched hut without saying a word.

He thought to himself just now that he saw the man in white entering the thatched cottage, why did he suddenly appear behind him!

"Hmph, you are too timid, you will never become a master."

The man in white looked disdainful, and then he turned around and looked at the small mountain village in the distance: "Lin Fan, was it you who tried to spy on me yesterday?"

... ...

Fenghuang Village, ancestral hall.

Lin Fan put the wooden box on the ground, and said calmly: "Old village chief, this is your inheritance. Now I bring it back for you, and it can be regarded as fulfilling your second wish."

Surrounded by people.

Feng Jiutian stared at the wooden box in front of him, wishing he could grab it immediately.

It's just that she knew Lin Fan's strength, and with her own ability, she couldn't snatch the wooden box from Lin Fan.

A gloomy wind blows.

The spirit body of the old village chief came to Lin Fan, and he nodded in satisfaction, pointing to Feng Jiutian next to him, and motioned Lin Fan to hand over the wooden box to Feng Jiutian.

"I understand what you mean, don't worry, I will definitely hand over the inheritance in the wooden box to your granddaughter."

Lin Fan smiled slightly and said, "Now I need to find your granddaughter, but your daughter is so cruel that she locked your granddaughter in the cellar."