After hearing these words, Jiang Fan lowered his head and began to ponder.
What the slightly fat middle-aged man said can be regarded as an old-fashioned incident.
I have heard countless stories similar to this in my previous life in a world where supernatural powers did not exist.
If I were myself before time travel, I would definitely have scorned this kind of thing and only thought it was feudal superstition.
But now, the world I am in is not good.
After all, this time is a world of cultivating immortals, and all kinds of weird things can happen.
Not only was it unclear, but even if he saw a ghost, he wouldn't be surprised at all.
Speaking of ghosts...
Is there a so-called ghost living in the storage jade bracelet on my wrist?
Theoretically speaking, souls should be considered ghosts...
Jiang Fan suddenly thought of the fox demon girl.
He only felt that the image of the other party was completely incompatible with the brutal and terrifying image in his mind.
Hmm... quite cute...
After letting his thoughts fly here, Jiang Fan suddenly remembered the business again. He quickly composed himself and gathered back his stray thoughts.
He turned to look at the little beggar, and saw that the expectant expression on the other person's face had disappeared, replaced by a kind of sadness.
On his cheeks, two tear tracks appeared at some point.
The tear stains washed away the mud on his face, so they were particularly conspicuous and could be seen at a glance.
Seeing this, Jiang Fan thought for a while and asked him:
"Your name is Bai Yuanzhou, right?"
The little beggar nodded.
Jiang Fan pointed to the fat middle-aged man next to him, and then asked:
"Is what he just said true?"
Hearing this question, the little beggar nodded, shook his head, and said through gritted teeth:
"My Bai family has indeed encountered various disasters, but it is definitely not because of my sister!"
"oh?"
When Jiang Fan heard this, his eyes flickered.
He turned his head and saw the fat middle-aged man next to him sighing again, and then said to the little beggar:
"Bai Yuanzhou, I know you don't want to admit this, but if it's not because of your sister, what else could it be?"
"Not just your Bai family, everyone who has helped your sister over the years has encountered all kinds of unlucky things inexplicably."
"It can range from losing money or getting sick, to dying. Isn't it all because of your sister?"
"Even you yourself were harmed by her and you still want to protect her. I really don't know what's going on in your mind!"
The fat middle-aged man spoke louder and louder, and his expression couldn't help but become excited.
"My pregnant daughter-in-law also passed by this place and saw that you were pitiful, so she kindly gave you some steamed buns, but you gave them to your sister."
"As a result, my daughter-in-law fell down for no apparent reason on her way home. Not only did she lose my grandson, she almost died because of it!"
After Jiang Fan heard these words, he finally understood why this little beggar was begging in such a wealthy place, but still lived such a miserable life.
It turns out that it was because of his sister that these people didn't dare to help him...
After the little beggar named Bai Yuanzhou heard what the fat middle-aged man said, he subconsciously wanted to refute.
But he just tried his best to hold his neck, and after breathing heavily for a long time, he couldn't squeeze out a word.
Finally, he turned to look at Jiang Fan helplessly, and kowtowed heavily again:
"Master Immortal, you are an Immortal Master, you will definitely find a way. Please, please save my sister..."
"Forehead……"
Jiang Fan pondered for a moment.
"Don't be impatient. I'll understand the situation first and then talk."
After saying this, Jiang Fan turned to look at the fat middle-aged man again, and saw that his face was still a little flushed at the moment, which was obviously caused by being too excited just now.
Seeing this, Jiang Fan didn't rush to ask questions, but waited for him to take a breath before speaking slowly:
"Commissioner, even though you knew I was a monk, you still came out to stop me. Is it because an immortal master once helped him, but it didn't have any effect?"
The fat middle-aged man heard this, nodded, and responded:
"Indeed, an immortal master once passed by this place. After hearing about this situation, he became curious and asked Bai Yuanzhou to take him to his sister and take action."
"However, not only did this immortal master fail to solve the problem, but on that night, when he was resting in the inn here, he became obsessed with it for no apparent reason, causing his vitality to be severely damaged."
"This incident happened just three months ago. Since this incident, no one has dared to help Bai Yuanzhou anymore..."
"But then again, this guy is still a bit powerful. Under such circumstances, he managed to hold on for so long without letting him and his sister starve to death."
"Master Immortal, I saw your intention to help him, so I came out to remind you, you must not be fooled by him."
"I see……"
Jiang Fan nodded. He turned to look at the little beggar, and saw that the beggar was looking at him with pleading eyes.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan's expression became slightly solemn.
He lowered his head and began to think carefully.
The problem with this little beggar sister is huge...even the monks can't resist it.
I can guess that the other party must have some kind of weird luck.
People with this kind of luck will have a strong negative impact on the people around them.
If you can get this kind of luck, you can throw this kind of luck into your enemies when you encounter them in the future.
In this way, you don't have to do anything to let these hostile people collapse from within.
I just don’t know how high the upper limit of monks this kind of luck can affect.
If even high-level monks are affected, then he can even use this kind of luck to kill a powerful sect or family without anyone noticing.
If his guess is true, even if it is just for this good luck, he will do this favor for the little beggar!
Moreover, solving this problem by yourself is a great thing.
When Jiang Fan thought of this, he felt slightly excited.
He breathed out gently and immediately said to the fat middle-aged man:
"Thank you very much for the kind reminder. To be honest, I am naturally very curious. If I don't figure it out when I encounter this kind of thing, I'm afraid I won't even be able to sleep after I go back."
"So...I can only accept the kindness of the members."
The fat middle-aged man didn't say much when he heard Jiang Fan's reply. He just shook his head and sighed.
"Okay... Since the Immortal Master has made his own decision, I won't say anything more... I will say goodbye..."
After saying this, the slightly fat middle-aged man once again raised his hand, bowed respectfully and saluted. He kept this posture and took a few steps back before turning around and getting back into the crowd again.
Jiang Fan watched his back disappear into the crowd, then turned to look at the little beggar.
I saw the other party's thin and mutilated body, trembling non-stop because of being too excited.
He kept kowtowing and muttered vaguely:
"Thank you, Immortal Master, thank you Immortal Master..."
Seeing this, Jiang Fan sighed softly, then waved his hand and used his spiritual power to restrain his movements.
"Okay, okay, that's almost enough. Now tell me where your sister is."
