C254 An Old Man from the Mountains
"Your speed isn't too bad, right?"
But in order for them to work hard and not be careless, Lin Tian still decided to lie: "Continue maintaining it and you'll be able to get a bit closer to me."
The girls nodded.
After dinner, Lin Tian spoke of his plans.
"You're going to find Zihan?" Chen Meng Ning said.
As if she had thought of something, she smiled slyly and hugged Lin Tian's arm, saying in a spoiled manner: "Can you also take back Little Sister Zi Han?"
The corner of Lin Tian's mouth twitched.
"I told her we were going to marry the same man."
Lin Tian was speechless for a moment.
"I brought something back this time." He could only take out the painting and change the topic.
"What is it?"
The women were all interested as they looked at the picture scroll in Lin Tian's hands with sparkling eyes.
"This is a treasure."
"His name seems to be something …" Water Moon Mirror? "
Lin Tian unfurled the painting. The beautiful scene caused the girls to be unable to help themselves from exclaiming in admiration.
"I'll hang it here from now on!" He hung the painting in the hall, directly facing the door, and then said, "It can be used to suppress bad people."
"..."
An old man walked in the dim light.
There was a trace of fierceness on his wrinkled face as he looked at the KTV in front of him.
"Disciple, I will avenge you!"
This old man was Zhao Xiaolong's and Lin Yiran's master, Zhao Fanhong. He was an exceptional Yellow Rank expert, and he also had a profound fortune-telling technique.
Zhao Fanhong could calculate his beloved disciple's death, but he could not figure out who the murderer was.
Every time he calculated Lin Tian's body, it would reveal a fog, as if he was lost. He clearly knew that someone was purposefully deceiving the heavens.
He wasn't afraid.
He knew how to confuse fate. As long as he paid a heavy price, he would be able to deceive fate, making it impossible for others to investigate.
Although he didn't know where Lin Tian was.
But he could still calculate who was related to Lin Tian.
Through his deduction, he found Zhang Hao and Li Mu, who were drinking tea in the KTV.
"Old man, this place is not for you to come!"
When he reached the door, a strong man stood in front of Zhao Fanhong, motioning for him to leave. Zhao Fanhong had been living in the village all year round, so it was normal for him to be slightly behind dressed. Thus, this security guard didn't think that he was here for a drink.
It was more like he was here to pick up the bottle.1
"If you want to pick up trash, go somewhere else. There will be someone specially here to deal with all of the rubbish."
If it wasn't for the rules above, this man would have already picked up this thin old man in front of him and wouldn't have blocked the door.
Zhao Fanhong didn't say anything and just walked inside.
"Halt!"
The man let out a loud shout and stretched his hand out to catch him. However, when Zhao Fanhong turned around to take a look, the fierceness that flashed through his eyes froze the man in his original position. He didn't dare to move an inch.
"Hmph, useless trash."
Zhao Fanhong flung his robe and walked in.
Boom — —
Arriving at a door, he kicked it open and strode in.
"Who is it?"
Zhang Hao, who was drinking his tea, stood up and looked in the direction of the door in shock. No matter how many times he looked at this scene, he would still feel shocked.
"Call out all the experts you know!"
Zhao Fanhong walked out of the thick smoke, his hoarse voice carrying a hint of coldness.
That was the two disciples he was most proud of, especially Zhao Xiaolong. His talent was very good, and although he was a bit fickle, wasn't that expert a wife and four concubines?
If Zhao Xiaolong could grow up, one day, he would become the overlord of a region.
But now, Zhao Xiaolong was dead!
And, all of a sudden, his two disciples were killed by the same person!
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