Li Meng shouted out with this voice.

All the sparrows on the roof were scared away by him.

Cheng Fan's ears hurt.

If Cheng Fan hadn't used magic power to protect his ears in time, he would have had tinnitus for a while.

At the same time, the hunchbacked figure stopped the movement of his hand, turned his head and shouted, "Why are you yelling so loudly!"

Okay! It’s not a family, you don’t go into the family.

Look, Li Meng's second uncle had a loud voice again.

"You guy's skin is itchy again, right? What's the way to pick up customers? I'm doing craftsmanship, not a flesh-and-skin business!"

Li Meng's second uncle turned around cursingly, holding a small hammer in his hand.

The moment he turned around, Cheng Fan saw a five-clawed golden dragon with ingenious skills.

The gilded appearance, majestic momentum, and every inch of scales shines golden, which is very dazzling.

The only thing that is the beauty is that the five-clawed golden dragon's eyes have not been carved yet.

This finishing touch may be left to the end.

Just when Cheng Fan could see it, the second uncle also noticed Cheng Fan wearing a black Taoist robe.

Cheng Fan's outspoken temperament immediately attracted his attention.

A trace of thought appeared in his eyes.

He asked slowly: "Is this Taoist priest the surname Cheng?"

Li Meng was stunned when he heard this and said in surprise: "Second uncle, how do you know? This is the master of the Dripping Shui Temple, an immortal-like existence."

Cheng Fan felt the second uncle of the Li family, came to his senses, and bowed.

"The little road dripping water to see Daoxuan is indeed surnamed Cheng, and I have met the old man."

When Cheng Fan bowed, he found that the second uncle looked at him with something wrong.

I suddenly felt a little confused.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in the second uncle's eyes.

"Little kid, are you the child of the Taoist priest of the Drishuiguan Micheng family on the mountain?"

Cheng Fan nodded with a smile when he heard this.

Although he has no impression of Li Meng, the second uncle, since he can be called to destroy his identity.

That must be the one who knew Cheng Fan’s parents back then, and maybe they were their pilgrims.

With such a relationship, I immediately became closer.

Seeing Cheng Fan nodding, a bright smile immediately appeared on the second uncle's face, and the folds on his face bloomed.

The second uncle stretched out his right hand, covered with calluses, and suddenly found that he was still holding a small hammer in his hand.

He quickly put the little hammer on the wooden stand beside him and called Cheng Fan to come and sit down.

"Come on, come and sit here! When the old man first saw you, you were still a little baby. Unexpectedly, so many years passed in a blink of an eye and you grew up."

"Are you an adult? Is it a little white?"

The second uncle was very enthusiastic and found a bottle of Erguotou and two small wine glasses from some corner.

He slammed over and handed it to Cheng Fan.

Cheng Fan took the wine glass and smiled helplessly.

"Second uncle, why are you hiding wine again? The doctor has not explained that you can't even get drunk at all for your illness!"

When Li Meng saw this bottle of Erguotou, he was immediately anxious and reached out to grab it.

But how could the second uncle let him succeed?

He raised the little hammer and was about to hit his hand, as if he was not hitting his grandson, but a bad thief.

"Boy! I'll just burp and show you my way without drinking!"

"In front of Taoist Cheng Xiao, I don't give me any face at all? Do I believe it or not, I will hammer you to death?"

"Trust and believe! We are your grandson, aren't we thinking about your health?"

Li Meng was defeated and begged for mercy from the second uncle repeatedly.

But his second uncle also has a tough temper and refuses to listen to advice.

In desperation, Li Meng had no choice but to look at Cheng Fan with help.

Cheng Fan looked at Li Meng with a funny look and nodded.

This taciturn, firm and brave man has such a side to show weakness.

"Old sir, don't be angry, sit down first."

Cheng Fan grabbed the old man's wrist, and the second uncle unconsciously sat down with Cheng Fan.

"Okay, let's listen to Master Xiao Cheng. Just call us second uncle."

The second uncle patted Cheng Fan's back of his hand, covered with calluses.

Cheng Fan took the opportunity to use his spiritual sense to investigate the old man's physical condition.

I don't know if I don't look at it, I'm shocked when I see it.

The second uncle is really a person who is addicted to alcohol. Large lesions are spread all over his liver and he has long been overwhelmed.

If Cheng Fan was not mistaken, Li Meng's second uncle might be in the advanced stage of liver cancer and it is difficult to cure medicine.

Feeling Li Meng's hot eyes, Cheng Fan shook his head at him, saying that he had no choice.

As soon as the cancer cells have spread to places outside the liver.

Secondly, the second uncle is older and is not far from the limit.

Now it is a miracle that the dragon spirit tiger can even sculpt the five-clawed golden dragon.

If it were an ordinary old man, he would probably be weak and unable to walk.

Seeing Cheng Fan shaking his head, Li Meng couldn't help but look dark.

Is even helpless about the second uncle's illness...

Seeing that the second uncle and the immortal master were having a happy chat, Li Meng quietly left to prepare the meal.

......

"Master Xiao Cheng, after so many years, your parents are still fine now?"

The second uncle asked in a sigh, a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

Cheng Fan shook his head, "I have no news either."

The second uncle's eyes darkened and he sighed helplessly.

Seeing that the old man was a little sad, Cheng Fan took the initiative to raise the topic.

He said in admiration: "Second uncle, your five-clawed golden dragon is awesome. Is there any story here?"

"Haha! You guy really have vision!"

Hearing Cheng Fan applauding his proud works, the second uncle's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had endless words to say, he introduced them endlessly.

Cheng Fan smiled and nodded, and asked his own opinions and questions from time to time.

Usually there is no one in the house chatting with the old man, but now I have met Cheng Fan, and the second uncle has also talked a lot more.

The second uncle himself is an extremely talkative old man. When he met Cheng Fan, a person who was willing to listen to his story.

As soon as the conversation was opened, it was like a surging river and endlessly flowing, and like the Yellow River flooding.

It seems that he wants to tell Cheng Fan about his hard work that he has poured into this five-clawed golden dragon.

When Cheng Fan asked about the eyes of the golden dragon, the second uncle smiled.

Asked Cheng Fan: "Master Xiao Cheng, why do you think I don't make this golden dragon's eyeball?"

Cheng Fan asked tentatively: "The most important thing is to add the finishing touch. Do you want to leave this process at the end?"

The second uncle smiled and shook his head, "No, that's not the case."

"The last step for this five-clawed golden dragon shouldn't be the old man. Do you know, who did I make this golden dragon for?"

Cheng Fan shook his head and waited for the second uncle to reveal the answer.

The second uncle smiled and pointed his big hand covered with calluses at Cheng Fan.

In Cheng Fan's surprised gaze, the old man said solemnly:
Chapter completed!