I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Song Laizi dragged Linghe to the blacksmith's shop early in the morning to pick up weapons.

But just after taking the weapon, when he walked out of the alleyway, he saw a figure riding a little white donkey in the distance. Before he could react, the voice of Ling Patriarch came from his mind.

"Boy Ling, restrain your breath!"

Without any hesitation, Ling Hebian restrained his breath to the extreme.

Immediately, the jade pendant on his chest slowly felt a sense of coolness, and Ling Hebian knew that it was the ancestor who helped him wipe away his breath.

"In order to avoid the other party's spiritual detection, I will seal the spirit jade. After the spirit jade is sealed, it will become an ordinary jade. After that, I can only rely on you!"

Ling He was stunned for a while, and the voice in his head suddenly disappeared.

Why do you have the feeling that you hold back and I run away first?

After that, he could only follow Song Laizi over to say hello to the mayor, not to mention how nervous he was.

"Old Song, did you just go to the blacksmith shop?"

Bu Fan got off the back of the little white donkey, just glanced at the young man next to Song Mangzi, didn't think much, looked up at Song Mangzi and asked with a smile.

"Yes, although Boss Duan's craftsmanship is not as good as yours, Mayor, it is still much better than those outside!"

Song Laizi grinned, "By the way, mayor, I forgot to introduce you. This is Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling is here to meet the mayor!"

"Meet the mayor!"

Ling Hebian still lowered his head, his voice timid.

"Ok!"

Bu Fan nodded, the boy looked a little shy.

"Mayor, don't be surprised. This kid has been wandering around with his grandfather since he was a child. After his grandfather passed away, he came to our town.

I thought this kid was pitiful, so I took him in to work in the escort agency. Don't look at this kid as young, but he is a genius in martial arts! "

Song Laizi heartily patted Ling Hebian's shoulder.

"That's right!"

Bu Fanduo glanced at Ling He's side.

He could still hear the meaning of Song Laizi's words, wandering around with his grandfather, this undoubtedly showed the child's previous identity.

"Are you used to living in a small town?" Bu Fan smiled amiably.

"Why are you in a daze, the mayor is asking you something!"

Song Laizi patted Ling Hebian's head helplessly.

"I am used to it!"

Ling Hebian came back to his senses and hurriedly replied.

This time, Bu Fan had a clear look at Linghe's side. He looked pretty and clean, and he looked pretty good.

"That's good. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me anytime!" Bu Fan nodded with a smile.

Looking at the elegant-looking middle-aged man, Ling Hebian was stunned, and hurriedly thanked him: "Understood, thank you mayor!"

"Mayor, let's return to the Escort Bureau first, and I will visit your house another day!" Song Laizi grinned.

"I think you want to drink my bar!" Bu Fan laughed and shook his head.

"Isn't the wine from the mayor's house delicious?"

Song Laizi didn't feel embarrassed after being exposed at all.

"go Go!"

Bu Fan waved his hand, looking as if he couldn't see it.

"Then let's go!"

After Song Laizi led Linghe away, Bu Fan also rode on the little white donkey and began to stroll slowly.

Ling Hebian looked back at the figure riding a donkey, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The ancestor said before that except for monks with higher cultivation bases than him, he would not be able to perceive his monk breath.

And the ancestor was a Mahayana cultivator, and the mayor didn't find out that he was a monk, so maybe the mayor's cultivation was not as high as the ancestor's.

But why did the ancestor immediately seal the spirit jade when he saw the mayor?

After returning to the Escort, Ling Hebian handed over the weapon to the Escort, bid farewell to Song Laizi, and went back to the hut.

"Ancestor!"

Holding the jade pendant by the side of Linghe, he stimulated his spiritual power and poured it into the jade pendant.

"Alright, alright!"

Ling Patriarch's voice sounded from Ling Hebian's head.

"I know what you're thinking? Are you thinking that the mayor didn't find out your identity? But I can tell you that your thinking is too simple!"

Patriarch Ling suddenly appeared in front of Ling Hebian, with his hands behind his back, and his handsome face was heavy.

"Do you know why I chose to hide when I saw the mayor just now?"

"Why?" Ling Hebian asked puzzled.

"Because when I saw the mayor, I couldn't feel any breath at all, as if that person was a mortal. This is the most terrifying thing."

Patriarch Ling said in a deep voice.

"Old Ancestor, what do you mean?"

Ling Hebian was confused and scratched his head, "Could it be that the mayor is not a monk, but a mortal?"

"A mortal? How can he be a mortal who can arrange such mysterious restrictions?" Patriarch Ling sneered.

Seeing that Ling Hebian still looked confused, he had no choice but to explain patiently, "Boy Ling, the aura of hidden cultivation can usually be used by people with almost the same cultivation.

But for monks with huge differences in cultivation, they can still feel it easily! "

"I know this!"

Ling Hebian nodded, and suddenly, he seemed to have realized it.

The ancestor's cultivation is in the Mahayana period, and even the ancestor can't feel the aura of the mayor. Doesn't that mean that the mayor's cultivation is far superior to the ancestor's?

"Do you understand?"

Seeing Ling He's appearance, Patriarch Ling smiled faintly.

"Well, what the ancestor meant was that the mayor's cultivation level is far higher than yours, but why didn't the mayor find out that I am a monk just now?" Ling Hebian asked still puzzled.

"There are two possibilities! The first one is that he found you, but your cultivation level is too low, and the other party didn't take it seriously at all. Another possibility is..."

Patriarch Ling paused, but did not continue.

"What is it?" Ling He asked anxiously.

"The other party didn't find you, because the other party didn't use any monk means at all. To put it bluntly, the other party is really like a mortal, living in seclusion in this small town!"

Patriarch Ling sighed.

"Why do you want to do this? You are all monks, so why do you still want to be a mortal?" Ling Hebian was even more puzzled.

"Your cultivation base is not enough to understand these things now. When your cultivation base reaches the stage of transforming gods, you will understand that the further you cultivate, the more you need to return to simplicity!!"

Patriarch Ling shook his head and sighed, "And that mayor is practicing!"

practice?

Ling Hebian seemed to understand, but he still asked: "Then ancestor, do you think I am in the first situation or the second situation?"

"Second!"

……

In fact, Patriarch Ling guessed one thing right.

In a small town, Bu Fan generally doesn't use his consciousness.

After all, he's not a voyeur.

And outside the small town, he has set up warning and other restrictions. As long as a monk steps into this area, he will be aware of it.

After separating from Song Laizi, Bu Fan was dragged to drink tea by a small town resident.

When it was approaching noon, Bu Fan was going to go to the market in the small town to buy some vegetables, and then he left slowly on his little white donkey.

"Father, do you think he is the mayor's uncle?"

A childish voice came, and Bu Fan looked back.

At this moment, Song Xiaochun has a family of five.

That's right, a family of five.

Song Xiaochun stood on the left and right, Yang Yulan, Luo Qingcheng, Jianbao and Laibao ran in front.

The blessing of Qi people!

Hug left and right!

Bu Fan sighed in his heart.