"Master, I live for my only daughter."
Lao Zhou answered coldly.
"Then you should practice well. Didn't the little golden dragon teach you the dragon-man's practice method?"
Old Zhou shook his head: "My talent is very poor, and I can only stop here in this life."
Zhang Fan chuckled: "Then just do what you can. You have also seen the current situation of Lin Xiuxiu's family, and you have become Xiao Jinlong's subordinate. He is your savior... For the sake of your daughter, you want to break the promise your savior made to you?
Do you dare to say that you don’t feel guilty? "
Old Zhou was stunned for a moment. Deep down, he didn't like extraordinary creatures like the little golden dragon.
I am even more unwilling to turn into a monster that is neither human nor ghost just to prolong my life.
But, compared with my own daughter, what is worth mentioning?
"If you really want to help Lin Xiuxiu, after this trouble, you can go back to relying on your own strength and live a good life! If you really have the ability, you can change Lin Xiuxiu's living environment. I think if you really have that ability.
It may be difficult for Lin Xiuxiu to call you godfather, but if you only serve as Lin Xiuxiu's teacher, isn't it reasonable for Lin Xiuxiu to take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life?"
Zhang Fan's words made Lao Zhou's expression change several times.
Old Zhou is exactly the same as his daughter. He is very obsessed and always wants to keep Lin Xiuxiu by his side. He will do everything he can to protect his daughter, whom he failed to protect in his previous life!
He wanted to change this regret, but ignored Lin Xiuxiu's thoughts.
Zhang Fan chatted with him casually. Perhaps it was this indifferent attitude, or perhaps it was his identity as an outsider, that made Lao Zhou's troubled heart, which had sunk to the bottom of the dark sea, seem to have a glimmer of light restored.
"The bond between father and daughter has been severed... but I can still choose the bond between master and disciple!"
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes at Lao Zhou and said, "What's the big deal? You are one generation older than me and have seen so much. It's true that you only care about the world and not yourself. As long as it concerns yourself, you become irrational."
Zhang Fan yawned and fell asleep comfortably.
It is still far from the early morning. He is just a ghost in the mountains. What qualifications does he have to make the master of the pawnshop of heaven and earth wait for him for several hours?
So he took a deep sleep, which was considered a break from his busy schedule.
The night gradually deepened and it was approaching midnight!
The villagers came one after another, and even though Zhang Fan was sleeping soundly, he was still awakened by the whispering outside.
Looking up, I saw that most of the men in the village had come to the yard outside the glass window today.
Perhaps because they knew what they were going to face next, at this time when they were most tired, they all perked up their spirits, keeping their eyes and ears open, fearing that something would jump out from somewhere and kill them.
Under such cautious state, the atmosphere on the scene was also very solemn.
The closer it got to midnight, the more nervous these people became, and even their breathing became suppressed and tight.
Zhang Fan got up and put on a thick coat.
With his current strength, he no longer needs anything to keep warm, but the habit remains and he doesn't want to change.
Just take Lao Zhou out of the house.
Among these villagers who were like frightened birds.
Zhang Fan and Lao Zhou were surprisingly calm.
Zhang Fan even had the mind to take out his mobile phone to entertain himself, while Lao Zhou sat on a big rock next to Zhang Fan, examining the huge bow.
At this moment, everyone was quiet, waiting for the ghost soldiers and generals sent by the mountain god to come and welcome Lin Xiuxiu Rushan.
At this time, a gust of wind blew over, mixed with bursts of lively sounds.
"Did you hear that?"
"What?"
Several young people in the village turned around in surprise and went straight to the gate. The village chief had one hand on his ear and his face was very pale.
"Someone is having a wedding."
In such an environment, the village chief's words made everyone shudder.
Soon everyone heard bursts of suona and loud shouting coming from the distant mountains.
Even though it was very far away, such a sound was suddenly heard in such a quiet and dark mountain village.
Just thinking about where the sound came from would probably scare most people.
Everyone stood up spontaneously, protecting each other's blind spots!
At this point, anyone who knew the contents of the letter thought of the so-called mountain god.
“It’s coming, it’s really coming!”
The villagers stood stiffly, clutching the farm tools in their hands and trembling.
In the big box, Pang Han also heard the sound. He had just woken the middle-aged woman from her dream, but she was frightened to death again.
Zhang Fan casually stretched out his hand and pointed, and some special power emerged from the seal of the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth. This was an illusion formed entirely by the power of the soul!
The magic enveloped the box, and the middle-aged woman inside had been transformed into a baby of two or three years old.
Because the box was closed, no one noticed these.
Then Zhang Fan turned to look at Wang Chongjun and Lin Yanfei, the couple: "What are you still doing here? Why don't you hide your daughter? Remember to be quiet and don't make any other noise."
Zhang Fan waved his hand.
In fact, he could have just taken action directly and wiped out these ghosts who came to pick up the bride.
But doing so would be too troublesome and would easily alert the enemy, causing the real big fish to escape.
Now that the plan has been implemented to the most critical stage, he would rather catch them all in one fell swoop.
The couple and their baby daughter hid in the cellar behind the house, on a straw mat they had woven themselves. The cellar was about seven or eight meters away from the front yard, and the soil and thick grass absorbed the sound.
As long as these ghosts don't become suspicious and don't search, there will be no problem at all.
When I finished doing all this, the sounds of gongs and drums outside were already very close.
Many people looked up at the mountains and forests, and saw a faint green light appearing in the forests.
There were some ghosts without feet on the ground, wearing ancient clothes, approaching the village with the sound of gongs and drums, as if coming on the wind.
The villagers were so frightened that their faces turned pale, as if these ghosts had some magical powers. They wanted to escape, but found their legs were weak. They wanted to turn their heads away, but found their necks were stiff and even moving was difficult.
In such an environment, the villagers were scared out of their wits.
But there were only two people who remained calm. One was Zhang Fan, who was sitting on a stool, wearing a coat and crossing his legs, looking completely calm!
The other one was Old Zhou, who was holding a bow as tall as a person and staring coldly at these ghosts. ?
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