In those years, the cultivators we cut together

When the broken-mouthed Tatar flicked his long tail and babbled non-stop, Lin Xiaolu immediately felt helpless.

He looked at Shangguan Cantaloupe and Meier who looked like they were about to draw their knives, and Pomegranate who was gloating at the other side, and his whole body felt a headache.

What happened to me recently?

Why do you always fall into the crowd of women?

Three women in one drama!If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have come out to play. I don’t have any male friends. It’s really uncomfortable.

Under the enthusiastic embrace of countless Raksha tribesmen, Lin Xiaolu brought Sanmu into the village, and Fu Luo said very enthusiastically that Raksha Village would hold a big banquet, and thank him for saving his life back then.

With such a warm invitation, Lin Xiaolu and his party naturally couldn't refuse, but before that, Fu Luo said that he would take them to see the village chief first.

"Our current village head is Brother Caleb."

On the dirt road in the country where the thatched houses are lined up, Fu Luo walked ahead with his long tail flicking, and said to Lin Xiaolu with a smile:

"Although we don't have the fighting power that was comparable to the Nascent Soul Realm before, Brother Caleb has learned a new ability over the past 400 years. It's very amazing. You must like it."

"Oh? What ability?" Lin Xiaolu asked curiously. Behind him, Shangguan Pomegranate, Hami Melon, and Meier all looked at Fu Luo curiously.

Seeing that several people were interested, Fu Luo immediately smiled mysteriously: "Brother Caleb's new ability is prophecy."

"what?"

Lin Xiaolu was dumbfounded, a trace of disappointment flashed in his originally curious eyes.

He thought it would be some great ability, but it turned out to be a prophecy, and he never believed in these things ever since.

At the beginning, that sand sculpture Mu Chaoge said that he was a robber in the world of cultivating immortals, which was completely nonsense.

For a moment, he lost all interest, but the three girls seemed very interested. Shangguan Hamigua said with a surprised face:

"Prophecy and divination is a very rare method that requires extremely demanding talents. People who can practice this method are rare, and most of them are liars. How did Patriarch Caleb learn it?"

"Brother Caleb learned from the school of abacus."

On the country road, Fu Luo explained while walking:

"Grandpa Yan Buyi was killed by Zongheng back then. Brother Caleb, as the adopted son raised by Grandpa Yan Buyi, was naturally very sad and wanted to commit suicide. The master of the door, in order to make Brother Caleb feel relieved as soon as possible, gave him an ancient secret strategy called "Dayan Tianji Jue".

This Dayan Tianji Jue is an ancient secret method of the Abacus Sect. It is very obscure and difficult to understand. It requires extremely high qualifications for the learners. No one has learned the Abacus Sect for hundreds of years. In addition, what this thing calculates is only the future. Some kind of possibility is not 100% accurate, and it has no effect on the improvement of one's own cultivation. It is like a chicken rib, so no one in the abacus school is willing to work on it, so he relieved the boredom of Caleb. "

"Oh, so that's the case." Shangguan Hamigua nodded in thought, then looked at Fu Luo with some hesitation:

"Fuluo, I remember you Rakshasa can't practice, right? What about Caleb?"

"We really can't practice." Fu Luo smiled sweetly, and continued to laugh at everyone:

"Actually, strictly speaking, this Da Yan Tian Ji Jue is not a magic spell in the true sense, but a kind of arithmetic."

"arithmetic?"

"Yes, calculating life's physiology, the art of the trend of all things." Speaking of this, Fu Luo blushed, and said with some embarrassment:

"I don't know much about the details. I only know that Brother Caleb seems to be very gifted in calculations, so it took hundreds of years to learn the Great Expansion Secret Art. Even the former head of the Abacus Sect, Master Guijia, didn't think of it." , kept praising him as an abacus genius, and his talent in abacus is higher than that of Ram Xia Mu, but it's a pity that we are Rakshasas, and we can't practice other methods of abacus, otherwise Brother Caleb might be closed by Master Guijia Disciple."

Hearing this, the group nodded in confusion, and followed Fu Luo to a very simple thatched cottage.

"This is the residence of the patriarch. Come on, everyone, Brother Caleb, look who is here."

Fu Luo giggled and opened the curtain made of straw, and led Lin Xiaolu and the others in one file at a time. As soon as they entered the thatched cottage, they saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe sitting on a kang bed by the window. Weaving a basket carefully.

This scene was almost exactly the same as Lin Xiaolu's first meeting with Yan Buyi patriarch.

……

……

The golden sunlight passed through the window and shone on the middle-aged man with slightly messy hair. He was weaving the basket quietly, without looking up, just smiling while talking to himself while working:

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. For more than 400 years, Rakshasa has already lived the festivals of ordinary people and integrated with them.

Brother Xiaolu, you are a friend of our Rakshasa. You didn't abandon us when you faced the indestructible bones, but you have always tried your best to protect us. So, stay together for a new year, okay? "

After saying this, Caleb raised his head and looked at Lin Xiaolu with a smile. His eyes were those of a benefactor.

Looking at Caleb who was dressed like an ordinary countryman, Lin Xiaolu was slightly taken aback, and said in surprise: "Brother Caleb, do you know that I'm coming today?"

Caleb smiled and shook his head.

"I don't know, I just figured that there will be surprises until today. I was still thinking that our Raksha tribe has been isolated from the world for so long, what can be called a surprise for us.

In the end, I was really pleasantly surprised. "

Once she said this, Lin Xiaolu was slightly taken aback.

This Caleb seems to be... really something, and it can be counted as a surprise today.

To be honest, Lin Xiaolu is not very familiar with Caleb. In Luocha Village, the people he has the most contact with are Fuluo, Yan Buyi, Tatar, and Jialuo who are just nodding acquaintances, and then they escaped together when they faced the unresolved bones. That's all, but now, he found that the Caleb in front of him had indeed changed a lot.

I remember when I was in Luochatian, Caleb was the strongest young man in Luocha village. He once defeated Shangguan Cantaloupe in a one-on-one match, but he was defeated by Liu Boyang's crowd tactics and was eventually deposed.

But now, having experienced ups and downs, he has undoubtedly matured a lot, especially his bright vertical pupils, as if he could see through everything, and his every move has the wisdom and demeanor of Yan Buyi's patriarch back then.

The boy sighed and smiled at Caleb: "It's been a long time."

Caleb nodded and smiled, "Yes, long time no see, the most trusted friend of the Raksha clan."

Inside the thatched hut, Shangguan Pomegranate, Cantaloupe, and Meier looked around curiously. They found that the hut was full of beautifully woven baskets, some stored grain, and the rest were all kinds of withered paper. The paper is full of dense symbols, the kind that can make people feel dizzy just by looking at it.

"Chief Caleb, do you know fortune-telling?"

The most impatient Shangguan Hamigua observed for a week, then asked questions directly with great interest, and before Caleb could speak, she came in front of him with her skirt in hand, climbed up on the stool and sat down, and said with a face full of anticipation and eyes shining :

"Come and help me calculate, when I can defeat Lin Xiaolu, I will give you a gold mine for each person in Luocha Village!"