"So that's it..."
After Jiang Fan listened, he nodded, and most of his doubts were cleared.
He continued to ask: "So the reason why I saw my old man taking your granddaughter at the trading market was because..."
Old Man Luo took the words:
"I want to take advantage of the last little time to take Wenwen out for a walk and see the place where she has lived since she was a child. After all, after leaving, I'm afraid she will never come back again."
"This move is quite reasonable..."
Jiang Fan nodded and asked again: "By the way, where are Wenwen's parents? Why have I never seen them?"
This question seemed to touch the old man's sadness. Old Man Luo did not speak in a hurry, but was silent for a moment, and then said hoarsely after a while:
"Wenwen's mother passed away after giving birth to her. His father was devastated by this and was depressed for half a year. After he contracted a serious illness, my only son also passed away..."
Is it so miserable?
"Forehead……"
Jiang Fan opened his mouth, not knowing how to comfort her. He was not stupid enough to ask the little girl where her grandmother was, but changed the subject.
"Does the old man know the origin of that mysterious man?"
Old Man Luo shook his head and said: "How can we mortals know the whereabouts of these immortal masters?"
He raised his head, looked at Jiang Fan's face steadily, and said: "If the little miracle doctor can help my Luo family survive this disaster, I will definitely serve you as my master from now on and let you control me."
After he said this, he was about to kneel down again, but Jiang Fan grabbed him with quick eyes and hands.
"I can't give you an answer to this matter yet. Just wait. I'll come back to you later."
After saying this, Jiang Fan walked straight to the outhouse.
As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, he saw the monk named Wang, whose nose and face were bruised and swollen after being beaten, lying on the ground wailing.
As for the other old doctors, they have long since disappeared. They probably saw that the matter here was over and went back to their homes.
As for her senior sister, she was teasing Luo Wenwen. The usually cold-tempered girl showed a rare tenderness to children.
Jiang Fan coughed a few times, attracting their attention.
When Luo Wenwen saw Jiang Fan, she jumped over happily and shouted: "Brother, we meet again!"
Jiang Fan responded with a smile, reached out and rubbed the little girl's silky hair, loosening it, then looked at the senior sister and said:
"Senior sister, there is something I want to discuss with you."
After speaking, he looked at the monk lying on the ground.
The girl understood, waved her hand and untied the water restraints on the monk surnamed Wang, and said coldly: "Go away, remember today's lesson."
The monk surnamed Wang got up from the ground, responded with a solemn yes, then jumped onto the low-level flying boat that had not been taken back since he was summoned, and flew away dejectedly.
During the whole process, he didn't dare to feel even a hint of resentment.
After doing this, the girl looked at Jiang Fan and said, "You tell me."
Jiang Fan was silent for a few seconds, organized his words in his mind, and then began to tell what Mr. Luo told him.
When the girl heard that there was a magic weapon with self-consciousness, her eyes instantly enlarged and her expression could not remain calm. She opened her mouth slightly and said in a shocked tone: "Weapon spirit?"
Her breathing became slightly faster: "Where is the magic weapon now?"
Jiang Fan was also surprised when he heard the two words uttered by his senior sister.
Is the consciousness in the magic weapon that Old Man Luo mentioned actually the so-called weapon spirit?
From his understanding, at least only magic weapons at the Golden Core level have the possibility of giving birth to weapon spirits.
No wonder it can attract the covetousness of a mysterious person, this ancestor of Mr. Luo is amazing.
Jiang Fan secretly clicked his tongue. He did not answer the senior sister's question because no one except Mr. Luo knew where the magic weapon was.
He just shook his head and continued.
Seeing Jiang Fan's actions, the girl calmed down. After listening to everything Jiang Fan said, she asked:
"Junior brother, what is your decision?"
Seeing Jiang Fan hesitate to speak, looking like he didn't know whether to say anything, the girl spoke again and said calmly:
"I already know. If you want to do it, then go ahead and do it."
She paused, and under Jiang Fan's complicated eyes, continued: "Call Wenwen's grandfather over."
Jiang Fan opened his mouth: "Senior sister...I'm sorry, have I caused trouble for you again..."
Hey, why should I say it again?
The girl shook her head: "I said there is no need to be so polite between you and me, and I also have my own wishes in this matter."
Her voice softened: "Go ahead."
Jiang Fan nodded, turned around and went into the back room, calling Old Man Luo out.
When Uncle Luo saw the little miracle doctor leading him to the maid, he was immediately confused. He scratched his head and asked in confusion: "What does the little miracle doctor mean?"
Jiang Fan pointed at Sikong Yueling and introduced him to the old man: "Executive member Luo, this is my senior sister."
He paused and added: "The Immortal Master of Lingxin Valley."
When Mr. Luo heard this last sentence, he was startled, and immediately bent down and saluted:
"I have met the immortal master, but I am blind and cannot recognize Mount Tai. I hope the immortal master will forgive me..."
"It's okay." Sikong Yueling raised his hand to interrupt Old Man Luo and asked directly: "Where is the magic weapon with self-awareness passed down from your ancestors now?"
"Ah...this..." Old Man Luo was stunned. He hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to speak.
Seeing his expression, the girl softened her tone a little: "Don't worry, I have no intention of robbing him."
After hearing the girl's promise, Old Man Luo hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "It has been sealed in a secret place. If the two benefactors want to see it, I will take it out now."
After saying that, the old man turned around and walked out of the house with a desperate expression.
Luo Wenwen, who had been listening but couldn't understand what the adults were saying, saw her grandfather walking out and immediately followed him.
Sikong Yueling looked at the two of them quietly, and did not look back until the two figures, one big and one small, disappeared outside the door.
Jiang Fan asked tentatively: "Senior sister, what magic weapon do you want?"
Seeing that no outsiders were present, Sikong Yueling stopped pretending and nodded directly.
She said: "Even if I don't take the magic weapon that gave birth to the weapon spirit, it is impossible for the Luo family without monks to defend it, especially when someone has already targeted it. My move , is saving them.”
Jiang Fan nodded, indicating that he understood.
The girl continued: "Jiang Fan, do you know that there was a deeply hidden tracking mark on that old man?"
"With this mark, unless they get the blessing of my spiritual heart valley monk, they will be found out no matter where they hide."
Jiang Fan was surprised: "What should we do?"
The girl lowered her eyes: "Don't worry, my compensation will be satisfactory."
Seeing that the senior sister had said this, Jiang Fan naturally didn't say anything more. He just found a chair and sat down. One of them stood and the other sat, silently waiting for Mr. Luo and his granddaughter to come back.
After waiting for a long time, Jiang Fan began to suspect that Mr. Luo had run away with the little girl before the two men reappeared.
The two of them looked at a square box the size of a washbasin in the old man's hand at the same time.