Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Mr. An's eyes became more agile.

When he heard the second half of the sentence, he couldn't help showing a wry smile.

Mr. An nodded to Cheng Fan, and slowly closed his eyes.

If it wasn't for the statue of the evil god, he wouldn't have suffered such a crime, and even lost his foundation-building cultivation base.

Can the family still tolerate him, an old man with no mana?

Seeing the old man close his eyes, Cheng Fan didn't stay long.

Take Li Meng out of the villa, follow the breath to find the infected townspeople one by one, and help them solve the problem of the black hole.

The townspeople were grateful to Cheng Fan one after another, and took out the wine and meat at home to entertain Cheng Fan.

Cheng Fan waved his hands again and again, telling them to go to the temple to burn a stick of incense when they had time, and everyone gave up.

After the incident, Cheng Fan threw away the emerald essence in his hand and asked, "Li Meng, is there any reliable jewelry store in this town?"

Li Meng immediately thought of the big jade in Cheng Fan's hand.

"Does the fairy master want to turn such a large piece of jade into jewelry? I have a way!"

Cheng Fan nodded with great interest, "Let's talk about it."

"There is an old man in the town, he is a craftsman. It is said that his ancestors made jewelry for the royal family back then, and his craftsmanship is very good!"

"And we have a very good relationship. As long as I ask him, he will definitely help you."

Hearing Li Meng's flattery, Cheng Fan immediately became interested and asked Li Meng to lead the way to have a look.

Li Meng led Cheng Fan into the alley, turned around and entered a private house.

This place is really too remote, if Li Meng hadn't led the way, Cheng Fan wouldn't have been able to find this place even if he killed him.

Before entering the door, Cheng Fan heard the clanging sound of gold and iron clashing.

Pushing open the door and entering, a hunched figure was busy with his back facing the two of them, holding a small hammer in his hand.

Seeing this, Li Meng roared in a rough voice:

"Second uncle, pick up the guests!"

Chapter 177 Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, a Gift for Cheng Fan's Father

Li Meng yelled out.

He frightened away all the chirping sparrows on the roof.

The roar made Cheng Fan's ears hurt.

If Cheng Fan hadn't used his force to protect his ears in time, he might still have tinnitus for a while.

At the same time, the hunched figure stopped what he was doing, turned his head and roared, "Why are you yelling so loudly!"

have to!Not a family, do not enter a door.

No, Li Meng's second uncle has a loud voice again.

"Your skin is itchy again, isn't it? What are you picking up customers? What I do is handicraft work, not some flesh and blood business!"

Li Meng's second uncle turned around cursingly, still holding a small hammer in his hand.

The moment he turned around, Cheng Fan saw an ingenious five-clawed golden dragon.

With a gold-plated appearance and a majestic momentum, every inch of the scales is shining with gold, which is very dazzling.

The only fly in the ointment is that the eyes of the five-clawed golden dragon have not been carved yet.

Perhaps this finishing touch should be left at the end.

Just when Cheng Fan was fascinated, the second uncle also noticed Cheng Fan who was wearing a black Taoist robe.

Cheng Fan's dusty demeanor immediately caught his attention.

There was a hint of thought in his eyes.

Slowly asked: "Isn't this little Daoist surnamed Cheng?"

Li Meng was taken aback when he heard the words, and said in surprise: "Second uncle, how do you know? This is the master of the Dishui Temple, a fairy-like existence."

Cheng Fan felt the attention of the second uncle of the Li family, recovered his senses, and made a salute.

"Xiaodao Dripping Guan Daoxuan, his surname is indeed Cheng, I have met the old man."

When Cheng Fan saluted, he found that the second uncle looked at him with something wrong.

There was some doubt in my heart.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in the eyes of the second uncle.

"Little boy, are you the child of the head of the Li family at Dishuiguan on the mountain?"

Cheng Fan smiled and nodded.

Although he doesn't have much impression of Li Meng as the second uncle, since he can reveal his identity.

That must be someone who knew Cheng Fan's parents back then, maybe they were their pilgrims.

With such a relationship, they became close immediately.

Seeing Cheng Fan nodding, the Second Uncle's face immediately filled with a bright smile, and the wrinkles on his face burst open.

The second uncle stretched out his callused right hand, and suddenly found that he was still holding a small hammer in his hand.

He hurriedly put the small hammer on the wooden stand beside him, and called Cheng Fan to come and sit down.

"Come, come, come and sit! When the old man saw you for the first time, you were still a baby. I didn't expect so many years to pass in a blink of an eye, and you have grown up."

"Are you an adult? A little white?"

The second uncle was very enthusiastic, and he took out a bottle of Erguotou and two small wine glasses from some corner.

Swipe it up and hand it to Cheng Fan.

Cheng Fan took the wine glass and smiled helplessly.

"Second uncle, why are you hiding wine again? Didn't the doctor explain that you can't drink any alcohol now because of your illness!"

When Li Meng saw this bottle of Erguotou, he was impatient, and he was about to grab it.

But how could the second uncle let him succeed?

Lifting the small hammer, he was about to hit his hand, as if he was not hitting his grandson, but some villain.

"Stinky boy! If I don't drink, I will burp my farts for you to see!"

"In front of Mr. Cheng Xiaodao, don't you give me any face? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death?"

"Believe it! We are your own grandson, aren't we thinking of your health?"

Li Meng was devastated and repeatedly begged for mercy from the second uncle.

But his second uncle also has a tough temper, and he refuses to listen to persuasion.

In desperation, Li Meng had no choice but to look at Cheng Fan for help.

Cheng Fan looked at Li Meng amusedly, and nodded.

This taciturn, determined and brave macho still has such a weak side.

"Old gentleman, don't be angry, you sit down first."

Cheng Fan grabbed the old man's wrist, and the second uncle unconsciously sat down with Cheng Fan.

"Come on, let's listen to Daoist Xiao Cheng. You can just call us the second uncle."

The second uncle patted the back of Cheng Fan's hand with his calloused hands.

Cheng Fan took the opportunity to check the old man's physical condition with his spiritual sense.

I don't know if I don't see it, I'm startled when I see it.

The second uncle is really an alcoholic, with large lesions all over his liver, he is already overwhelmed.

If Cheng Fan's guess is correct, Li Meng's second uncle is probably in the advanced stage of liver cancer, and it is difficult to cure it.

Sensing Li Meng's fiery eyes, Cheng Fan shook his head at him, expressing that he had nothing to do.

First, the cancer cells have spread beyond the liver.

Secondly, the second uncle is also getting old, and the deadline is not far away.

Now it is still possible to carve a five-clawed golden dragon fiercely, which can already be called a miracle.

For an ordinary old man, I am afraid that he is too weak to walk now.

Seeing Cheng Fan shaking his head, Li Meng's expression darkened.

Even the immortal master can't do anything about the second uncle's condition...

Seeing that the second uncle and the immortal master were chatting happily, Li Meng quietly left to prepare meals.

......

"Xiao Cheng Daochang, it's been so many years, how are your parents doing now?"

The second uncle asked in a sighing tone, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Cheng Fan shook his head, "I have no news either."

The second uncle's eyes darkened, and he sighed helplessly.

Seeing that the old man was a little sad, Cheng Fan took the initiative to raise the topic.

He said with admiration: "Second uncle, your five-clawed golden dragon is so well done. Is there any story in it?"

"Haha! You really have eyes!"

Hearing Cheng Fan's appreciation for his proud work, the second uncle's eyes lit up all of a sudden, as if he had something to say, he started to introduce it endlessly.

Cheng Fan nodded with a smile, and raised some opinions and questions of his own from time to time.

Normally, there were not many people in the room chatting with the old man, but now that he met Cheng Fan, the second uncle talked a lot more.

And the second uncle himself is an extremely talkative old man, when he meets Cheng Fan who is willing to listen to his story.

As soon as the chatterbox was opened, it was like a torrential river flowing continuously, and it was like the Yellow River flooding out of control.

It seemed that he wanted to tell Cheng Fan all the hard work he had poured into this five-clawed golden dragon.

When Cheng Fan asked about the golden dragon's eyeballs, the second uncle smiled.

Ask Cheng Fan: "Little Daoist Cheng, why do you think the old man doesn't make this golden dragon's eyeball?"

Cheng Fan tentatively asked: "The finishing touch is the most important thing, are you going to leave this process for the last?"

The second uncle smiled and shook his head, "No, that's not the case."

"The last step of this five-clawed golden dragon should not be taken by the old man. Do you know who I made this golden dragon for?"

Cheng Fan shook his head, waiting for the second uncle to reveal the answer himself.

The second uncle smiled, and pointed at Cheng Fan with his callused big finger.

Under Cheng Fan's surprised gaze, the old man said solemnly:

"This five-clawed golden dragon is a gift from this old man to your father!"

Chapter 178 Destined, so destined!A total of [-] million fate

The second uncle smiled, and pointed at Cheng Fan with his callused big finger.

Under Cheng Fan's surprised gaze, the old man said solemnly:

"This five-clawed golden dragon is a gift from this old man to your father!"

"A gift for my father?"

Cheng Fan never thought that Li Meng's second uncle would have such a deep relationship with his father.

He spent half his life building such a five-clawed golden dragon.

Not for anything else, just to give to Cheng Fan's father.