Mr. Zhang frowned.
He thought he heard something wrong.
Lin Fan is so arrogant?
Do you want me to prepare a coffin for him to bury me?
"Are you right?" he asked, "You mean, let me prepare a coffin and he will bury me?"
The two men nodded.
"Sir, I'm sorry, we don't dare to stay here anymore."
The two people said that and hurried away.
They no longer have the courage to stay here.
If they continue to stay in the Zhang family, their fate can be imagined.
When Lin Fan comes, warriors like them will definitely die!
"Fool, I don't believe he dares to come!!"
Mr. Zhang spoke indifferently and continued to sleep.
But the more he slept, the more worried he became.
This Lin Fan was so weird that he actually killed all the warriors in their family, and not a single one was left!
Maybe he really dares to come!
"No, I have to think of a way."
Mr. Zhang lowered his head, thought for a long time, and finally told his old father about the matter.
Mr. Zhang is already an old man in Luo City. He has a son from old age and loves this son very much.
Now he actually heard that Lin Fan was coming to kill his son!
"Lin Fan, it's Lin Fan again!"
He was furious!
This Lin Fan has already cheated him once. The last time he was at Tiandi Restaurant, he cheated him out of 10,000 taels of silver!
That’s all my income for a year!
"It's too much!"
The elder slapped the table and stood up.
"My Zhang family is in Luo City. Even if it is not a top big family, it is still not a small family. How can it be the turn of a little Lin Fan to bully us!"
"Don't worry, son. Dad is here today. Let me see who can lay a finger on you!"
Mr. Zhang's eyes widened and he said in shock: "Dad, are you actually an extremely powerful monk and have been hiding it from me?"
"What are you thinking about? Your second uncle is coming back." The elder glared at him and said.
"Second uncle is back!"
Mr. Zhang was full of surprises.
I didn't expect that my second uncle was coming back.
His second uncle was no ordinary person, but a powerful warrior who went out to learn martial arts.
Rumor has it that the warrior his second uncle followed is already a man who has entered the Tao through martial arts and can fight against the monks in the foundation-building stage!
"Your second uncle sent a letter a month ago, saying that he has become a warrior the day after tomorrow and will come back to protect our family. He can arrive today."
Mr. Zhang laughed, extremely happy.
I didn't expect that my second uncle would become an acquired warrior so quickly, I didn't expect it!
In this case, if Lin Fan dares to come over, let him die!
…
On Lin Fan's side, he slept until noon.
When he woke up, Xue Wujiang was still practicing.
He seemed eager for success and wished he could become a monk in the middle of the foundation building period right away.
"You are too impatient and your mind is unstable. Take your time and learn more about the world of mortals with me." Lin Fan gave instructions.
Xue Wujiang nodded, took the effort, and asked, "Shall we go to Zhang's house?"
"There's no rush." Lin Fan said with a smile.
He called an apprentice over and asked him to go out and buy some white cloth, scissors, needlework and other items.
"What do you want these for?" The disciple was curious.
"Don't worry about it, just go and buy it." Lin Fan ordered.
The disciple nodded, went out, and came back a moment later.
Because their sect is actually a relatively remote market place, and many shops nearby are full.
After taking the white cloth and other things, Lin Fan packed them in a small backpack and asked Xue Wujiang to carry them, and then he and Xue Wujiang went out in a donkey cart.
That leisurely look made several disciples extremely envious.
"How do you think the sect master has such a good attitude?" several disciples asked.
"He is obviously a man of God, why is he still riding a donkey and drinking porridge with us on weekdays?"
There are really few people like Lin Fan. He could obviously take over Xue Wujiang, but he keeps a very low profile.
Even Xue Wujiang, after following him, became like a servant and no longer had the aura of a sect leader.
Liu Ye thought for a long time and said, "It's probably about refining one's mind."
"The sect master has always asked us to train our hearts, but we have not followed it. In fact, training our hearts is the foundation of cultivating immortals." He analyzed.
Several disciples nodded, feeling that they worshiped the sect leader a little bit.
The sect leader looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he can have such a good character. Compared with him, they are still far behind!
"We continue to work and hone ourselves." They laughed loudly: "One day, we can be as indifferent and as powerful as the sect leader!"
Lin Fan could still hear the discussions of these disciples in the distance.
"What five idiots." Lin Fan said to himself.
The so-called heart training is all fake. No one can live for more than a million years like me and gain a firm Taoist heart.
Even if you really want to train your mind, you can't do it like this. How can anyone train their mind just like that?
In fact, he just wanted these disciples to do odd jobs first.
Otherwise, there is a shortage of servants in the sect. If they don’t do odd jobs, who will do the work?
As for the matter of cultivation, there is really no need to worry. These disciples are all rare cultivation geniuses in the human race. If they really start to practice, they will surely make rapid progress and shock the world.
Judging from the delay of several years on the journey of cultivating immortality for thousands of years, it can almost be ignored.
"Lin Sheng, when will your disciples start practicing?" Xue Wujiang also asked curiously.
"When there are other disciples, these disciples can practice again." Lin Fan replied.
In this way, at least there will be someone to continue the work.
"Then when will you accept other disciples?" Xue Wujiang asked.
Lin Fan shook his head: "Look again."
The two people just wandered to Zhang's house.
Unexpectedly, the Zhang family was very polite and asked people to wait for Lin Fan outside.
Seeing Lin Fan coming, the servant took Lin Fan in.
Finally, they came to the Zhang family's meeting hall.
There were only three people in the meeting hall.
One is Mr. Zhang, a gray-haired man.
There is also a middle-aged man, whose muscles are not that scary, but the lines are very graceful, and the face plate looks like it was cut with a big knife, which looks very tasteful.
There is another one, Mr. Zhang.
Lin Fan was very polite. He greeted Mr. Zhang and said with a smile, "Old Mr. Zhang, we meet again."
Mr. Zhang's face twitched violently several times.
He still remembered the scene of the last meeting.
Lin Fan cheated him out of ten thousand taels of silver, ten thousand taels of silver!
But today he is going to get it back!
"Mr. Lin, long time no see." The elder also greeted him.
However, his tone was not so polite, and he said coldly: "You cheated me of the ten thousand taels of silver last time, are you ready to pay me back?"
Lin Fan didn't answer. He just smiled and took out scissors, white cloth, etc. from Xue Wujiang's backpack and said, "Excuse me, please come here and I will make you a set of mourning clothes."
