"You know him?!"
When An Tianming saw Lin Tianfan's familiar face, he couldn't help laughing again.
"Junior brother, after all these years you are still so delicate and tender, what can I do?"
"Keep your voice down!" Lin Tianfan came back to his senses and glared at him with disgust, "An Tianming, can you lower your loud voice?
"Stop laughing all the time, it's really noisy."
He skillfully removed the prosthesis on his body, revealing his slightly hunched back, padded shoulders and chest... In just a few words, he had created a pile of waste.
An Tianming couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw Lin Tianfan digging his thin body out of the pile of waste, as if he had shed a shell.
"Junior brother, why are you still so thin, like a paper figure?"
He placed his big hand on Fan Tu's shoulder and squeezed it. His skeleton was still thin, no different from a thousand years ago. He frowned slightly.
"Why haven't you gained any weight? You still look like a little chick..."
Lin Tianfan frowned and said, "An Tianming, I told you not to use this word on me again!"
The voice changer in his throat has been removed, and his voice is clear and pleasant, no longer as old as before.
An Tianming quickly apologized: "Okay, okay, Junior Brother Tianfan, I was wrong. Let's talk business. How do you know this person..."
Lin Tianfan glared at him again before continuing, "He was treated by me. The two pieces of polymetallic stones on your sleeping chamber were given by him."
An Tianming was surprised: "Those two broken stones turned out to be Juyin stones?!"
Lin Tianfan turned back and gritted his teeth as he spoke word by word: "An Tianming, don't tell me you really threw it away like a broken stone!"
An Tianming felt a little guilty: "No, how could that be..."
Lin Tianfan raised his eyes and insisted, holding out his hand: "Give it to me, now, immediately."
An Tianming grasped the hand and soothed it softly, "Don't worry, Junior Brother, I'll give it to you tomorrow. I don't have the space, so I can't take it!"
Lin Tianfan narrowed his eyes. This man usually spoke loudly. If he spoke in a low voice, it was either because his throat was damaged or he was guilty.
"Alright, get out of the way!"
He shook his hand away and took out a space ring that looked quite old from the space and threw it over.
"Here you go, keep your own space to yourself, and don't use not having it as an excuse in the future."
An Tianming picked it up with a smile, and when he probed his spiritual power into it, he found that there were many more good things.
He asked in surprise: "Tian Fan, are these things for me?"
Lin Tianfan was annoyed: "Do you want love? No..."
"Yes! Of course! Let me see what good things my junior brother gave me."
An Tianming summoned everything, from small items like ancient compasses, tortoise shells, and copper coins to large items like tripods, jars, jars, and chimes...
The room was filled with all kinds of antiques, and he was so excited that his eyes widened. He picked up this and touched that, and simply couldn't let go.
"Junior brother, where did you get all these good things?"
"Some were bought, some were won, some were exchanged, and some were bought at auction."
Lin Tianfan crossed his arms and looked at him, pointing his chin at something on the table, with a look of pride on his face.
"See this stone? It's said to be a meteorite left behind after the ancient moon exploded.
"And that bowl that looks like it'll break if you touch it. They say it has some kind of ice crack from ten thousand years ago. It's a real antique, but I can't remember the name...
"Anyway, I collect all the antiques I come across. It depends on whether you can use them."
The Cang Yan family has an unwritten rule that all successive clan leaders must seriously study the art of asking the sky.
Although this part of the An family's talent seemed to have suddenly evaporated into thin air a thousand years ago, they still couldn't accept it.
So this tradition has been preserved, hoping that it will be able to restore its former glory someday.
Every Taoist priest in the An family has a few antiques that they always carry with them, such as ornaments or pendants.
They believe that using the ancient spiritual energy inside can improve the accuracy of calculations.
The antique that An Tianming used to play with was a tortoise shell.
The spiritual energy there is limited, and coupled with the problem of one's own ability, the things deduced are always sometimes effective and sometimes not.
At this time, he grabbed an ancient compass and rubbed it in his hands.
"This is good stuff. Maybe we can confirm with this whether Ye Yi is the person we are looking for."
Lin Tianfan asked: "How can we be sure?"
"I used it to calculate the general location of the destined person. If it is consistent with Ye Yi's, then it is almost correct."
An Tianming is full of morale and eager to try.
Lin Tianfan poured a bucket of cold water on him: "That has to be calculated accurately. If it's half consistent and half inconsistent, then I don't know whether to believe it or not."
An Tianming waved his hand and said optimistically: "Let's try it first!"
Lin Tianfan was about to speak when the terminal on his wrist suddenly rang.
It’s An Shaobin.
He thought about it and decided to accept it openly.
It's just a matter of time.
When An Shaobin saw that his master's terminal holographic image was actually a clean-cut and handsome young man in his twenties, he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?!"
Lin Tianfan didn't even consider whether this person would accept it or not, and said directly: "I am your senior brother Lin Tianfan.
"Your master... ahem, Master has gone into seclusion to cultivate and will not be back for a certain period. I will take over the future affairs. If you have any questions, just tell me directly."
This excuse was perfunctory and sloppy, and An Shaobin, who had a bad temper, exploded on the spot: "Who the hell are you?!
"What did you do to my master?!"
He suddenly said he was his senior brother out of nowhere. It's so weird!
He had never heard his master mention that there was a senior brother named Lin Tianfan, so he was just fooling around.
"Haha, An Shaobin, you don't want to admit that your master has a disciple who is more powerful than you!"
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