"The geese are singing in the river island."

"A beautiful lady, a gentleman is a good match."

...

Lin Fan's feathers fan and furnishes, and walks around and recites poems.

"A beautiful lady is a gentleman good? Poetry is a good poem. Friends of Taoism are so greedy for the world, but they are not practicing Taoism and correcting their minds!" An old and majestic voice suddenly interrupted Lin Fan's elegance.

"kindness?"

Lin Fan looked in the sound and saw an old man with a long hair and a fairy-like appearance standing in front of him at some point.

Evil?

When did this old Taoist emerge? Is it a human or a ghost?

Fellow Taoist?

You, an old man with white hair, call me fellow Taoist, are you so unpretentious to take advantage?

Lin Fan was so scared that he screamed, feeling that the old Taoist in front of him seemed extraordinary, and he dared not be rude: "My younger generation, Lin Fan, have seen the old senior, I wonder where the old senior came from?"

"Wulong, come from afar."

"Haha! Some friends come from afar, I feel sorry for you, and I hope you can forgive me."

"Well, I'm a guest?"

"Of course, the visitor is a guest, welcome." Lin Fan has always respected the elderly and loved the young, even though he felt that this old Taoist seemed to be a little strange.

Wu Longcang frowned slightly, and saw Lin Fan being ordinary: "It's this paradise? I shouldn't have found the wrong person, right? If I really hide my cultivation, it would be too deep, right?"

Wu Long dared not offend or offend him for a while.

"I heard that fellow Taoists are so profound that I came from afar to seek advice from fellow Taoists." Wu Long made a clear head.

Lin Fan seems to have a low seniority, and he always feels quite awkward.

"I'm asking for advice on Taoism? I don't know where I heard it from? I'm just an ordinary person. Have you misunderstood?" Lin Fan was stunned and flattered.

Pack!

Just pretend!

The yard is full of monks. You said you are a mortal, but the genius believed it.

"A fellow Taoist is humble, right? Or, are you not giving me this face?"

"No, senior has really misunderstood. I am just a teacher. Senior's call from fellow Taoist makes me very nervous. Just call my husband."

"Sir? That sir is really low-key."

"I'm just a fan, so naturally I have to keep a low profile." Lin Fan felt embarrassed and smiled: "I see that seniors are coming from afar, so why not go into the house and have a cup of hot tea first."

"Then you're welcome." Wu Long couldn't see through Lin Fan for the time being and was determined to test.

If it is like a battle between the strong immortals, it is not a shocking battle imagined by the world, but often lies in a game of mind.

Whoever can see through the opponent will be the winner.

"The humble house is simple, seniors will settle down, and juniors will prepare tea for you now." Lin Fan has always respected the guests, especially for the elderly.

The witch dragon takes her seat and looks around.

But I saw that there were calligraphy and paintings hanging around.

"What a beautiful calligraphy and painting. Each calligraphy and painting is a rare masterpiece on the outside world." Wu Long looked at Lin Fangao a little in his heart: "I didn't expect that this person would have such a high state of mind and cultivation. It seems that he has to be more cautious."

It is difficult to see through Lin Fan, so Wu Long dare not reveal his intentions.

"The hot tea is here, I have been waiting for a long time." Lin Fan smiled and did not dare to neglect it.

"You're welcome." Wu Long nodded slightly.

A pair of deep and sharp eyes were always scanning Lin Fan.

All right!

Even if you invite another scattered immortal to come over, Lin Fan is just a mortal.

"Can they misunderstood for a moment? Looking for the original deity to come out of the mountain to find happiness?" Wu Long couldn't help but doubt.

The son of fortune is born with fortune from heaven and earth, and it can be said that others bring endless fortune.

I understand!

Wu Long has realized it!

It turns out that Lin Fan is not a paradise, but a son of luck who can bring luck to others. No wonder these monks practice here, I am afraid that they are attracted by the luck energy of Lin Fan.

Even Wu Long never expected it, so it was no wonder that others misunderstood Lin Fan.

"Although I haven't met any master, it's worth the trip to be given to me a son of luck." Wu Long was so surprised that he couldn't help laughing.

This smile really made Lin Fan feel embarrassed.
Chapter completed!