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

Cheng Fan seems vaguely familiar with such a large circle.

Suddenly, Cheng Fan's eyes lit up.

With a shake of the sleeve robe, a small jade pendant flew out, it was the jade pendant covered with cracks that Dawei asked him to repair.

"Is it this one?"

Lu Xin'er nodded vigorously, carefully holding the jade pendant in her palm, with tears in her eyes, mixed with joy and sadness.

Cheng Fan nodded slightly, it seemed that this ancient Lu Xiner had something to do with Dawei.

Maybe she is still Dawei's ancestor...

and many more!

Cheng Fan checked with his spiritual sense, and she is still perfect!

What is her relationship with Li Dawei, no, with the Li family?

Shaking his head, let Li Dawei lead someone back, let him lead a Lu Xin'er who seems to be his ancestor's generation.

"I can fix it for you."

Cheng Fan said with a light smile.

Lu Xin'er stroked Yu Pei's little hand for a while, then stared at Cheng Fan in a daze.

Looking carefully at Cheng Fan's eyes, seeing that Cheng Fan's expression did not seem to be fake, he reluctantly handed it over.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Lu Xin'er nodded, and stretched out her small hand to grab the corner of Cheng Fan's Taoist robe.

"...Alright, follow me first, I know your junior, let him take you back when the time comes."

Lu Xiner's eyes brightened, she nodded without hesitation, and suddenly wrote a golden "Tang" character with a brush, drew a circle on it, and looked at Cheng Fan expectantly.

Cheng Fan thought for a while before realizing that she was asking what time is it in the Tang Dynasty.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, he waved his hand to erase the word "Tang", and said lightly:

"Now there is no Datang, you have been sleeping in a coffin for more than 400 years."

Hearing Cheng Fan's words, Lu Xin'er trembled all over, with an unbelievable look in her eyes.

More than 400 years? !

Datang... gone?

Then she,

Wouldn't it be the ghost of an era?

The light in Lu Xiner's eyes gradually dimmed.

Seeing this, Cheng Fan quickly relieved:

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I also know several existences that have lived for thousands of years, you are not alone."

The thousands of years of existence that Cheng Fan mentioned naturally refers to Nian Suixi and Master Long.

But he found that these words had no effect, Lu Xiner still looked lifeless.

Cheng Fan couldn't help asking: "Why are you worrying, can you tell me?"

Lu Xiner's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were filled with tears, and she slowly picked up a pen to write a word - old.

"..."

The corner of Cheng Fan's mouth twitched violently.

Ah!No matter what time it is, women really care about their age very much!

"Don't worry, I checked, your bone age is only 16 years old. In other words, you are just a 16-year-old girl."

"Well?"

Lu Xiner's eyelashes flickered, she blinked, and her eyes gradually brightened.

"Don't worry, it's true."

Cheng Fan said dumbfoundedly.

"Let's go, I'll take you out of here."

Lu Xiner nodded obediently, and excitedly grabbed the hem of Cheng Fan's Taoist robe.

Cheng Fan smiled and shook his head, and let her go.

Looking at her bare feet, Cheng Fan glanced in the system space.

The next moment, a red glow covered Lu Xiner's crystal clear feet, transforming into a pair of exquisite red embroidered shoes, which fit perfectly and complemented her red dress.

Cheng Fan pouted secretly, seeing the benefits, won't you, Guanghua, reject it?

Leaving the Hall of No Return, the door of the hall slowly closed automatically, and the three hundred sets of Xuantie Futu battle armor returned to the darkness.

Cheng Fan took one last look at the plaque above the palace gate, and sighed:

"I don't know why this hall is called 'Hall of No Return'."

A trace of nostalgia and reluctance flashed in Lu Xiner's eyes, but she didn't make any further moves, she turned her head resolutely, and followed Cheng Fan.

This Temple of No Return gradually returned to darkness, perhaps it will be buried in darkness forever.

……

Half an hour later.

Two figures walked slowly in Qingshi Village.

At this time, the appearance of Qingshi Village has changed drastically.

There are strips of white silk cloth hanging in front of every house.

Many huts made of bluestone slabs have really become the tomb of its owner.

On the upper level of Qingshizhai, the five major families in power have completely lost their original authority.

The old man of the Qiu family died, and the family was in chaos.The Li family was forced to lose their ancestral land a long time ago, and now there is only Li Dawei, the only seedling left.

The Gu family and the Ma family were all dead, and there was no one left alive. The servants gained precious freedom, but they didn't know where to go.

The Xiang family, who has never made any moves, has only three or two kittens left after years of fighting. They are no longer a big family. Their only wish is to survive, and they have no more ideas.

In power?

Ah!Think you can't die fast enough?

In front of the blacksmith shop, stood a sparkling light bulb.

Oh no, it's bald.

He stood in the harsh sunlight, covered his eyes with his hands, and looked up at the blue sky.

He didn't know when the next night would fall.

But it seems like all the dark times are over.

Suddenly, a whistle sounded.

"Monk, do you know how to break a coffin?"

The bald head turned around abruptly, with an angry look on his face.

"Your whole family are monks, I just don't have enough hair..."

Seeing the appearance of the person coming, his eyes froze suddenly.

"As long as the price is right, it's not impossible to fight..."

The bald head grinned, revealing a carefree smile.

"You...you kid is not dead."

"Hahaha, I belong to Xiaoqiang, how can I die so easily?"

Dawei raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Xiao Xia said gratefully: "Thank you, big brother, for the spirits. If it weren't for your help, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hold on."

The bald man waved his hand, his face gradually darkened, and he forced a smile and said:

"It's good for people to live, but I don't know how long they can live. So many people died suddenly in the village, and I don't know what happened..."

"No, no one will die."

The bald head was taken aback when he heard the words, "What did you say?"

Dawei gave a thumbs up, showing his white teeth, and said with a smile:

"I mean, in Qingshi village——

Day will never again suddenly turn into murderous night.

There are no more strange shadows on the streets at night.

There is no longer the iron rule of 'don't go out when it's dark'.

There is no more oppression in the village, and everyone is equal.

No one can step on another's head anymore, and no one is anyone's slave.

Qingshi Village, from today - free! "

Chapter 486 Returning to the View of Dripping Water, The Famous Detective Ke Nan

dripping water concept.

A refreshing breeze blows.

In the main hall, Xu Huan, who was practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

In the spiritual field, the milk boy who was lazily eating fruit while lying on a tree branch sat up straight.

In the backyard, the snoring of the giant tiger lying on the ground and sleeping soundly stopped abruptly, and slowly raised its head.

In the pond, the head of a one-meter-long beluga whale sticks out of the water, and spits out a passionate stream of water, which spreads out like a living fountain.

In the mountain forest, an eagle whizzed by, and suddenly stood on a branch. Its gold and iron claws pierced through the branch, leaving several huge holes.

The next moment it soared into the sky again, and its sharp eagle eyes looked at the location of the main hall of Dishui Temple.

Like a high-precision telescope, it can see the situation in the main hall very clearly.

On the ground, a shadow of Tai Chi slowly lit up, and the yin and yang Pisces swam rapidly in a clockwise direction.

Xu Huan's eyes were fixed on the phantom on the ground, and when the Tai Chi Pisces was about to merge into one, two figures suddenly appeared in the hall.

Cheng Fan wiped away the sweat stains on his forehead, looked at Xu Huanmiaoman's figure, and showed a smile.

Seeing Cheng Fan's return, Xu Huan's eyes showed joy, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

But when she saw the figure behind Cheng Fan, her smile froze for a moment.

Wearing a beautiful red dress, long hair like a waterfall, and skin like creamy fat, which can be broken by blowing bombs.

A pair of star-like eyes, a sweet smile always hangs on the corner of the mouth, and a pair of shallow pear dimples, which seem to be rippling with intoxicating fine wine.

Most importantly, those slender hands tugged at the hem of Cheng Fan's Taoist robe and never let go.

"Master, you are back, who is this?"

Xu Huan slightly concealed his astonishment, and asked in a gentle voice.

Cheng Fan smiled slightly:

"Her name is Lu Xin'er, and she is a somewhat special guest who lives temporarily in the temple. Mingzhen, help her arrange a guest room first."

"By the way, she can't speak for the time being. She can only communicate by writing. You can help her do some vocal exercises."

"Okay, Master."

Xu Huan raised his eyes slightly, looking at the young and beautiful girl behind Qi Chengfan.

One can tell at a glance that it is the most beautiful [-] years, the age when girls are most budding.