Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

After hearing what they said, Fang Lin had a preliminary understanding of the Huaxia Mansion, but after thinking about it, he apologized and said, "This is not my ambition, and I may have to let down the good intentions of you."

Master Pu Hui said that with greater ability comes greater responsibility, and Fang Lin also agrees.

If something jeopardizes social stability, Fang Lin will not stand idly by.

But he once served in the Hidden Dragon Army. As a dragon tooth, he had numerous military exploits and had seen many storms.

Now that he is back from the army, he just wants to live an ordinary life and bring Phoenix Village to prosperity and happiness.

Moreover, before retiring from the army, Fang Lin was betrayed by his mole during his last mission and sniped overseas. This has always been a thorn in his heart.

This made Fang Lin a little frustrated, and he was no longer willing to trust any organization.

Moreover, this time he retired from the army and returned to his hometown, which was also the intention of the old leader. Before the insider was found, he was not suitable to be exposed to the country's sight again.

After all, he is now a martyr in the eyes of some people.

Hearing Fang Lin's polite refusal, Master Pu Hui shook his head regretfully, but did not persist in persuading him. Instead, he handed the token in his hand to Fang Lin. .??.

"Since fellow Taoist Fang is unwilling to join the Huaxia Mansion, the poor monk will not force it, but I still hope that fellow Taoist can accept this token.

Having this token with me should help fellow Taoists solve some unnecessary troubles. "

"Okay, thank you, master." Fang Lin accepted the token without refusing.

After getting the token, Fang Lin felt that the texture of the token was special, it should be some kind of synthetic material, and it was extremely difficult to imitate.

Moreover, there are mana fluctuations coming from it, and it is also a magic weapon, which seems to have other uses.

Seeing Fang Lin accept the token, Master Pu Hui and the four of them looked at each other, smiled, and then started walking towards the roadside.

"The haunting of this place is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even though we will clear away the corpse king and evil ghosts here, this land will definitely continue to be abandoned for the time being."

"Tomorrow I will speak to the leaders of Handong Province and tell them that the hidden dangers here have been resolved.

As for whether to continue to develop and utilize it, it’s up to them. "

"..."

Several people were talking and came to a car on the side of the road.

Liu Ruian got into the cab and drove Fang Lin and others away from here and rushed to the city.

What Fang Lin didn't know was that after he took away the red dragon essence veins from the ancient tomb.

In a cave deep in the Shennongjia of China, there was a burly but skinny figure. He was shaken all over, opened his cloudy eyes and murmured: "Dragon Veins has changed owners! How is it possible..."

This man has been facing the wall with his legs crossed for an unknown number of years, and has already imprinted his figure on the wall of the cave.

When he opened his eyes and spoke, the shadow on the wall also opened his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile...

When he arrived in the city, Fang Lin got off the bus early and said goodbye to a few people.

Standing on the overpass and looking at the night view of the provincial capital, Fang Lin was not in a hurry to find a place to stay.

Wei Xiangyun got his revenge and went to save Yao Lin's parents, but it was hard for him to ask for mercy.

My parents were attacked at home, but with the amulet I made myself, they were not in danger, so there was no need to rush back overnight.

Since the warrior sent by Jiang Junchen met Huang Taixian, he would have to shed his skin even if he died, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, Fang Lin's eyes flashed with cruelty.

As the saying goes, no harm will come to the family, but Jiang Junchen directly attacked his parents, which completely touched Fang Lin's back.

"Jiang Junchen, since you want to play, then I will have fun with you!

I will let you know sooner or later that offending me, Fang Lin, is the biggest mistake you have ever done in your life! "

After thinking for a while, Fang Lin made up his mind. He walked off the overpass and planned to find a hotel to stay for one night.

Passing by a restaurant

When the stall was stalled, the smell of barbecue hit his nostrils, and Fang Lin couldn't help but stop.

The battle with the Corpse King and Li Gui seemed easy, but it actually consumed a lot of Fang Lin's energy. Seeing the barbecue at the night market, he felt quite hungry.

Fang Lin randomly found an empty table in the open air and sat down. After satisfying his desire for oral sex, Fang Lin planned to find a hotel room to rest.

It was already late at night, but the business of this food stall was very good. There were still more than a dozen tables filled with customers, drinking, playing skewers, guessing and bragging, and it was very lively.

His arrival also attracted some attention.

After all, his clothes and trousers had a lot of big holes burned by the ghost king's essence tentacles. Now that he had taken off his clothes and wrapped the dragon veins, it inevitably looked a little strange. ??

Fang Lin didn't pay attention to other people's looks and asked a handsome waiter with a ponytail who looked about the same age as Fang Tianai and ordered some barbecue and beer.

"Sir, are you cold? Do you want me to find some of my father's clothes for you to wear?" The waiter looked at Fang Lin's tattered clothes and his bare arms and couldn't help but ask.

Although it was summer, it was still late at night and the temperature was low, so the waiter was worried that he might catch a cold.

Fang Lin smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm not cold. By the way, the beer needs to be cold."

The waiter stuck out his tongue, nodded in agreement, and went back to order the dishes.

"Young people are very angry. Old man, when I was young, I was just like you. I would go swimming in the river in winter." A voice with a slight smile sounded from the side.

Fang Lin turned around and looked, stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Mr. Ren, why are you here?"

The person who spoke was none other than the person in charge of Tianyu Group, Ren Xun.

Ren Xun was dressed simply and casually, sitting alone on a table with his back to Fang Lin. There were wine and food on the table.

Next to Ren Xun, stood a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a restrained spirit, standing like a pine tree,

Seems to be a master.

Ren Xun laughed, stood up, stretched out his hand to Fang Lin, and said: "Mr. Fang, when I saw you walking over just now, I thought I had recognized the wrong person.

Until I heard your voice, I was sure it was really you. "

Fang Lin didn't ask for help. He stood up, shook hands with Ren Xun, and asked, "Mr. Ren, your status is so respected, why are you here drinking alone?"

As the leader of the Tianyu Group, Ren Xun was worth tens of billions and had a high status. Fang Lin was a bit shocked that he would come to such a roadside stall to eat in the middle of the night.

Ren Xun waved his hand and smiled, invited Fang Lin to sit at his table, and then said: "Old man, I am a good drinker myself, but my family refuses to let me drink.

Tonight, I simply slipped out and had a few sips to enjoy myself. "

Fang Lin shook his head and laughed, and said: "Too much alcohol is harmful to your health. You can drink it, Master Ren, but you must not overdose."

"Ok, I know."

Ren Xun nodded and said with some nostalgia: "I was afraid of poverty when I was young. Now I just have to eat and drink every night to feel at ease."

Fang Lin could also understand what Ren Xun meant, smiled and said nothing more.

In his opinion, Ren Xun's body is pretty good. Although he is old, he is still in good health.

After chatting for a while, Ren Xun looked at Fang Lin with a smile, and suddenly asked: "Mr. Fang, should I call you Village Chief Fang more appropriately?"

Fang Lin was startled, his mind was spinning for a while, he thought a lot, and smiled casually: "It seems that Mr. Ren knows me quite well. Uncle Wei must have told you.

The title of village chief is just what the villagers call me. I can't afford Mr. Ren to call me that. "

A glint of pride flashed in Ren Xun's eyes, and he said with a smile: "Wei Xiangyun didn't tell me that you are the head of Fenghuang Village.

Actually, I knew you before Wei Xiangyun. "