For this white-haired old man who came suddenly, everyone present felt a little strange.

When the old man looked around at everyone, everyone's eyes were also looking at him.

It seemed that the old man was not young, and his face was covered with age spots with deep wrinkles. Because there are no more teeth in his mouth, his lips are deeply deflated. Especially the hand holding the cane, each finger was so thick that it seemed to be impossible to bend, and the skin was wrinkled, a bit like tree bark.

Sitting on the chair, his whole body was trembling slightly, which made people look a little worried, for fear that he would go straight to it because he couldn't slow down his breath at some point.

This old man has already lived like this, what are you doing in this box?

Not only was everyone's heart full of doubts, but even the restaurant owner known as "Xiao Leizi" was very puzzled, standing beside the old man, bending down, putting his mouth to his ear and persuading: "Old man, you better go back quickly! Just leave the matter here to me, and there will be no trouble!"

The old man didn't seem to hear the restaurant owner's words, but still scanned the people in the box with his eyes, and looked back and forth several times.

For a while, everyone who watched it was a little frightened, and they didn't know what this old man was looking for in everyone.

"No, the breath in the sense should be in this place! How could it not be? Could it be that I am really old and in a trance?"

The old man muttered to himself, shook his head, and simply closed his eyes.

Just when everyone was wondering what this old man wanted to do, Ling Zikai's mind suddenly trembled, and he clearly felt that an invisible thing wanted to enter his mind, but before he could react, the ancestral god consciousness had already taken the initiative to defend and shield the invisible thing from the outside.

At the same time, there was an almost inscrutable whisper in his ears.

When I turned my eyes, I found that the old man opened his eyes sharply and looked over to him.

Like a flash of lightning, Ling Zikai found that a terrifying light burst out in the other party's gaze, but then it immediately disappeared without a trace, returning to that sleepy and lazy appearance.

This is the power of consciousness!

Ling Zikai almost screamed in shock.

Fortunately, at the critical time, he endured it stubbornly, but there were turbulent waves in his heart.

This old man, who seems to have half a foot in the coffin, also has the special function of releasing consciousness.

This is the second person with consciousness function that Ling Zikai has met after inheriting the consciousness of the ancestral god.

The other man was Uda, who was sitting on the side.

It's just that Uda's consciousness is very weak, and it only exists in his own mind, and it can't form an outward function.

But the old man in front of him is not only able to release his consciousness, but also can invade his consciousness into the other party's mind, if it weren't for the ancestral god's consciousness being able to play a defensive role autonomously, I'm afraid that now his mind has been occupied by the other party!

What made Ling Zikaikai curious was that he didn't know if the other party's consciousness was like the consciousness of the ancestral god, in addition to being able to detect the scene within a certain range, he could also control the thinking and actions of animals.

But Ling Zikai also knew that now was not the time for him to think crankily, and from the exclamation from the other party, he must have noticed the shield of the ancestral god's consciousness just now, and he had doubts about himself.

Sure enough, the old man looked at Ling Zikai with a suspicious gaze for a moment, and then said to the restaurant owner, "Xiao Leizi, tell me what's going on?"

After the restaurant owner answered, he explained what had happened in the old man's ear.

The old man shook his head dissatisfiedly, and said with some disappointment: "Xiao Leizi, you, make me more and more uneasy, I can't even solve such a trivial matter, how can I support this family in the future!"

Regarding the old man's criticism, the restaurant owner seemed a little unconvinced, but he didn't dare to refute it, and nodded his head again and again.

"There are no rules, there is no circle! The rule that there are only ten seats in the Bazhen Pavilion every day was set up by the old man. If you think it's unreasonable, don't come here. There are a lot of restaurants outside, why do you have to go here to make a fuss here. ”

When the old man said this, he tapped Bai Xiong and a few others with the crutches in his hand: "Just because you little children who haven't grown up yet, you still want the old man to break the rules? Do you have the qualifications? Don't think that if someone supports you behind you, you can spill here." ”

Huang Shao was furious when he heard this, and scolded: "The old immortal, what qualifications do you have to rely on the old and sell the old in front of us, believe it or not, I will let your restaurant close tomorrow!"

The old man snorted coldly and said, "I really don't believe it! The son of the head of a bullshit organization would dare to shout in front of the old man! Xiao Leizi, throw this kid out of that window and throw him on the street outside, and from now on, he will not be allowed to step into the Bazhen Pavilion for half a step." ”

The restaurant owner hesitated a little and said in a low voice: "Old man, this is on the second floor, if you throw it down directly, will it kill someone?"

The old man glared at the restaurant owner and scolded: "It's better to fall to death! Kill a hundred people, and there will be any dogs and cats to make trouble in the future!"

The restaurant owner smiled helplessly and walked up to Huang Shao: "Huang Shao, I'm sorry! You, you shouldn't make my old man angry! Now I have to wronged you." ”

As he spoke, the restaurant owner suddenly stretched out his arm and grabbed Huang Shao's shoulder.

Huang Shaogang was about to struggle, but found that his whole body was numb, and he couldn't exert any strength.

Seeing that the other party was half-pulling and half-dragging his body towards a window, it seemed that he was really going to throw himself out of the window, Huang Shao couldn't help but be angry: "What are you going to do, let go of me! Bai Shao, save me!"

At this time, everyone in the box felt that something was wrong.

Originally, when I heard the old man speak, I thought that the old man was joking and scaring everyone, so they still had the mentality of watching the show, but they didn't expect that people were really moving.

What's even more frightening is that although Huang Shao's figure is not burly, he is also stocky, at least about one hundred and forty or fifty pounds, but he was grabbed by the restaurant owner by his shoulder with one hand and was actually picked up.

I didn't expect this unattractive restaurant owner to have such extraordinary arm strength, could it be that he is still a martial arts master?

Seeing that Huang Shao had been dragged to the window and was about to be thrown out, the first person who couldn't help it was the young man surnamed Gu, who shouted: "Stop!"

Then he rushed forward and threw his fist at the back of the restaurateur.

When the young man surnamed Gu made a move, a trace of surprise crossed the eyes of the white-haired old man, and then he stroked his beard with his hand and said to himself with a smile: "Interesting! I didn't expect to meet the old guy's juniors in the old man's lifetime!"