It can be said that he is a rich man.

He shouldn't have liked it. But now, he only found it funny, without any negative emotions like contempt or other things. - even a little cute.

"Yes, there's no extra money." He raised his eyes and looked at the thick canopy and sighed with a smile.

The village chief followed the villagers and seemed to have discussed something. Soon, a woman walked up to Ruobai with a kind smile, but she could tell people to see some mean traces from her high cheekbones. "Can the Tianshi come into the house and sit?"

"No need." Most people in the village probably had been entangled by ghosts, and their aura was not very pleasing, so Ruobai did not plan to go into their house to rest.

It’s not because I dislike the dilapidated house, but because it’s too gloomy inside.

She didn't want to catch a cold in this gloomy place in midsummer.

The woman had no intention of forcing her. She returned to the crowd, hugged a curious boy and went home.

The village chief and several men were left to carry stools and follow her outside, each of whom was nervous and had ulterior motives.

Of course, there are also bold ones.

A man who looked twenty-seven or eight years old kept looking here, and he heard that he seemed to be the son of the tall man, with his eyes terrifying and not looking like a good person.

He was pushed by several big men, and the man came up with a flattering smile on his face, "Heavenly Master, my surname is Wang, Wang Xian, that wise man!"

"What's your name for Tianshi? How old is it?" Obviously, I had thoughts that I shouldn't have.

"..." The little girl glanced at him, and she was slow, "The Wuji Sect Zhang Yitian, it's eighty-two."

It can be said that it is a very bad thing to report directly to the master’s house.

The man froze and looked her in disbelief, his smile gradually became more and more difficult, "Tianshi...you are really good at joking."

"Well, it's quite funny." The girl was still deserted, making people unable to tell the truth or falsehood of the words.

The more erratic the feeling, the more it makes people feel cold on their backs.

Wang Xian retreated very timidly. The group of people over there felt sorry for him when they saw him in this way.

"Why do you believe what she said? Are you a fool?"

"This girl is at most in her early twenties, about the same as you, she is beautiful, how could she be over 80 years old! Isn't the Heavenly Master also a human being? Could she still live forever?"

"You stupid bag!"

The cursing voice was quite loud. Ruobai, who was sitting under the tree, could hear some of it, but he ignored it. He just held one of his legs and played with the gadgets of the Tianshi in boredom.

Li Wen's face on one side was slightly gloomy, his eyes fell on the group of people, and finally settled on the back of Wang Xian's head.

At one moment, a gust of cold wind seemed to pass by, and the men with broken mouths were all numb and fear came from their hearts.

It seemed that he was aware of his movements. The little girl who was playing with the magic weapon Tianyuan Lock looked up at him, but in the end she only saw his clear and harmless smile, which was so beautiful that she was a little intoxicating.

"What's wrong?" The voice was deliberately lowered, and it sounded so good that it was unreasonable.

But the little girl was silent, not understanding the charm at all. "Does Ah Teng's throat feel uncomfortable? Will ghosts catch colds?"

“…”

When the boy was asked this, his face was slightly gloomy. His hand, which was holding the tree trunk, suddenly exerted force, and a sharp sound passed by, and the bark was actually pulled down.

"That must not be." The feeling of gritting teeth was obvious.

The group of men who were waiting for the darkness jumped up in fear. Looking at the broken bark under the giant tree and the clear fingerprints on the bare trunk, they were so scared that they almost couldn't stand up!
Chapter completed!