I saw someone slapping the red note banknote on the auction.

In the teahouse, everyone turned their heads in unison!

Han Lin thought to himself: There will always be someone who knows about Kunlun Fantasy.

didn't wait for three seconds, those people twisted their heads back again and continued to listen to his 'Three Kingdoms Performance'.

No one paid any attention to him.

Han Lin was stunned, the people in this small city are really simple, and no one is tempted by 10,000 yuan.

He thought about it and auctioned out another stack of hundred-dollar bills.

Then, everyone turned their heads around in unison!

But they didn't wait three seconds before the men twisted their heads back in unison......

Han Lin was stunned, is this too little or I don't know at all?

Then he auctioned out a stack of hundred-dollar bills.

Everyone turned their heads around and turned back in less than three seconds!

And then he slapped again......

Those people turned ...... again

He shoots again......

Those people turn ...... again

Soon, Han Lin's table was filled with stacks of banknotes, as many as 100,000, like a table full of pink roses!

It seems to be so noisy that I get a little dizzy when I turn around.

This time, those people simply turned their heads and looked at Han Lin without blinking, as if they wanted to see how much money Han Lin could still make.

Han Lin sighed, he only had a total of 100,000 yuan in cash in his bag, and now he didn't want to shoot.

And none of these people have ever spoken to him on their own initiative!

"I guess they really don't know, let's think of another way!"

Han Lin thought as he put back the stack of money and left the teahouse!

Until the evening, Han Lin was meditating and cultivating, when he suddenly felt a movement at the door.

Then a vague smell wafted in through the crack in the door.

Han Lin frowned, this should be something like smoke.

He pretended to be stunned and fell on the bed, just to see what the visitor wanted to do?

Soon the door of his room was opened, and a 'ball' rolled!

Just when he noticed that there was movement at the door, Han Lin had already seen the appearance of the person through the Heavenly Eye.

This was a young man in his early twenties, except that he was fat like a leather ball, his skin was dark, and his clothes were in tatters like a beggar, but to Han Lin's surprise, this fat man turned out to be a monk of the Condensation Realm.

The fat man entered the door, rolled Roshan, and rolled straight to Han Lin's small bag containing money!

"It turned out to be a thief, but it was very easy for the monk to make money, so why did he become a thief?" Han Lin couldn't figure it out!

The fat man took the money, and did not forget to muttered to Han Lin, who was pretending to be dizzy: "Brother, the rivers and lakes are in emergency, and I will pay you back in the future!"

It didn't seem to count, and then he took out a note from his pocket and put it on the table: "This is an IOU, you take it, but the little fat man will pay you back!"

After doing this, he rolled towards the door with his hands and feet!

Suddenly, the fat man was stunned, his way seemed to be blocked by something, no matter how he moved, he couldn't get out of the door.

After fixing his gaze, the fat man was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to the bed, which was empty.

Han Lin stood in front of the fat man and looked at him with a smile.

"Brother, I left a note, and this money should be borrowed from me!" said the fat man hurriedly.

When Han Lin woke up, when he arrived in front of him, he didn't find out that this person must be a master, and the fat man's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat!

Seeing that Han Lin didn't speak, the fat man was anxious: "Why don't I put the money back?"

"Answer me a question, if I am satisfied, I can give you this money!"

Han Lin's voice said lightly.

"I don't know about Kunlun Fantasy, you can ask about the rest!"

The fat man was very excited, he knew what Han Lin was going to ask, and he had a preventive shot in advance.

"I won't ask, tomorrow I will tell everyone in the town about your theft, including the storyteller, he will be very interested!"

The fat man hit a spirit, and the fat all over his body was trembling!

This town, with its simple folk customs, is a real paradise that never closes its doors at night.

If you let the others know that you stole money, you will definitely be kicked out of town, and if you let the storyteller know, he will definitely add fuel and vinegar to the last year!

The fat man wants to cry without tears, if it weren't for Xiaoling, how could he ......

"Brother, I really don't know about Kunlun Fantasy, but my master does!"

"Your master, where is the other?" Han Lin's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked.

"I can take you there, but you can't say anything about me stealing money!"

The fat man said with a serious face, if the master knew that he had stolen money, he would not be able to beat him to death.

"Okay, this money should be given to you!"

Han Lin said unexpectedly.

"Thank you......"

The fat man smiled happily and took Han Lin out to find his master.

Not far from the town, there is a ruined temple, which has been destroyed by the years, and it seems that it will soon return to the soil in the night wind!

In the main hall of the temple, red candles are lit, there is no statue of the gods, only rows and rows, densely packed with god cards, as many as hundreds.

Han Lin followed the fat man into the main hall, and saw an old man with a silver beard under his chin, wearing a tattered robe, lying horizontally under the altar.

The clothes are either covered with mud or hanging with branches and grass leaves, which looks extremely sloppy.

If it weren't for the fact that this old man's eyes opened and closed, there was a flash of light, Han Lin thought that he was just an ordinary old man.

This old man, even Han Lin can't see his depth, he is definitely a master!

The old man glanced at Han Lin, then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, listening to him say lightly:

"If you are willing to take this fat man, I will tell you the entrance to Kunlun Fantasy Realm!"

Han Lin was stunned, how did this old man know his intentions, and then he thought about it, he asked everyone he met in the past two days, and everyone in the town should know about it.

"Okay, I heard that the illusion is dangerous, I can't guarantee life and death!"

"This is natural, life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, as long as you bring him!"

After speaking, he threw out a palm-sized wooden card, and Han Lin took it in his hand.

A road map is drawn on the back of the wooden plaque, and a large 'imaginary' character is written on the front.

Han Lin knew it well, and the road map on the back should be the route to Kunlun Fantasy Realm.

"Master, I don't want to leave you, I want to serve you......"

When the fat man heard that the master asked him to go to the Kunlun Illusion Realm with him, he was stunned, and hurriedly opened his mouth and said.

"Stay and serve me, you want to serve that girl!"

The fat man's face turned red and hurried: "Master, I really want to stay and serve your old man, by the way, take care of Lingling......"

"...... If you dare to say one more word, I will pull your skin out!"

Hearing this, the old man in the pretending sleep twitched his cheeks and shouted.

The fat man looked reluctant, lay down and kowtowed to the old man, and followed Han Lin away.

"Let's go at dawn, it's not very safe at night!"

Out of the ruined temple, the fat man suggested.

Han Lin looked at the time, it would be dawn in two hours, so it would be okay to wait.

He promised the fat man: "Okay, then go to my place first, and set off at dawn!"

Hearing this, the fat man twisted and said, "You go back first, and meet at the door of the teahouse tomorrow!"