If Lin Fan didn't take the initiative to speak out, he believed that the other party would not be able to easily find him when his body was half lying in the river, but immediately Lin Fan's heart hesitated and completely abandoned. （）

Because a yellow-haired hound appeared strangely near Lin Fan, only a dozen feet away from him, cruising uncertainly, and there was a gurgling dog barking sound from his mouth. And the sound is very loud and melodious, and it can be heard clearly within a radius of 100 zhang.

Lin Fan let out a long breath, the current situation, even if he planned to kill this hound, he would definitely not be able to do it, so he could only wait quietly.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the ground to shake slightly, and it seemed that something was speeding towards him.

After a low sound of footsteps, a big man with a beard on his face came to Lu Xu's vicinity, and two figures stopped in the distance, both of them looked at Lin Fan by the river without saying a word, with suspicion in their eyes.

Lin Fan's head tilted and glanced at these people.

Immediately, my heart was slightly relieved.

There were three men in total, and in front of them was a burly man in his early forties, dressed in a gray-blue jacket, with a tattered animal skin on his upper body, a hunting longbow on his back, and an iron fork in his hand.

Behind him was a man in his early twenties, carrying a bow, and carrying three or four long feathered pheasants hunting and shivering in the wind. The ferryman was scared, Yan, and Brother Guan looked at Sister Zhang

He was only seven or eight years old, wearing a torn sheepskin jacket and carrying a bow, and was looking at Lin Fan curiously.

Lin Fan looked at these people at the same time, the three of them seemed to see that Lin Fan's situation was inappropriate, and their originally tight faces relaxed a little, but they still didn't look like they approached casually.

Among them, the strong man in his forties suddenly turned his head and said something to a young man on the side, and the young man immediately came over and dragged Lin Fan up from the river.

The young man immediately said something to Lin Fan that he couldn't understand at all, and seeing that Lu Xu didn't react at all, he frowned and looked at Lin Fan several times before saying something to the big man.

……

The summer is nine years and the winter is looking forward to spring, and the whole winter is exceptionally cold.

In Qinghe City in the morning, the warm sun gradually showed a smiling face, shining on the whole city, and the temperature was rising rapidly. The thick fog gradually dissipated, the hoarfrost attached to the grass, and the cold wind blew from time to time, taking away a trace of the warmth brought by the sun.

"Huh-" In the city, in an old small courtyard, under the stump of a dead tree, Lin Fan slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity and woke up from his knees.

After a night of breathing, he tried to sense the aura of heaven and earth, but helplessly, the effect was very small, and he didn't feel the slightest bit for half a month.

For a moment, Lin Fan felt that the entire sky was gray.

Ever since Lin Fan was rescued back to the city by those three hunters half a month ago, he has been repeating this action.

Lin Fan knew that he had come to another small world, but the spatial laws of this small world were much more broken than the outside world, so he suppressed the monks everywhere. If he expected it to be correct, his divine consciousness would be suppressed, and other aspects would also be suppressed, such as the difficulty of flying the imperial weapon, the difficulty of moving, and so on.

Yes, this was his guess, because Lin Fan was simply an ordinary mortal now, and he didn't know if it was because he was involved in that black crack in the black mist, he didn't have any mana at all now, and even his divine sense was lost.

Generally speaking, if the monk only ran out of mana, his divine sense should be fine, so Lin Fan guessed that he might have lost his cultivation.

Moreover, this small world is not only suppressed in these aspects, in fact, in this space, the cultivation speed and breakthrough difficulty have also been greatly suppressed, and the difficulty is much greater than before. Even the spiritual energy in this small world is desperate, according to Lin Fan's calculations, with his spiritual root qualifications, even if he cultivates for a thousand years, he will definitely not be able to reach the late stage of the qi refining period, let alone mention the condensate.

"Cookbread, cookbread ......"

After sleeping for more than an hour, the sound of selling outside the yard sounded, Lin Fan was still a little sleepy, but he had to get up, and the shop was still open for business today.

With no cultivation, Lin Fan naturally couldn't do Bigu, and the feeling of being sleepy without sleeping all night also found him after many years.

Stretching his waist, after Lin Fan washed up briefly, he put on a shabby green robe and cloth shoes and went out to eat something at Lao Litou's breakfast stall on the street.

Lao Li is in his fifties, with a dark face and wrinkles, but he is an honest and diligent person, and his children are all responsible people who do small business in the city. In order to earn some money for his youngest son to marry his daughter-in-law, he and his wife and wife opened a breakfast stall on the side of Chengdong Street.

"Lin Gongzi is up, what to eat?"

"A bowl of bean curd, half a catty of flatbread, as usual-" Lao Li's bean curd, very good, smooth and soft and fragrant, covered with a layer of secret sauce that is said to be handed down from the ancestors, is very delicious.

"A bowl of bean curd, add green onions, and half a catty of fresh flatbread......"

"Lao Li's shouting is full of anger——"

"No, I look at the city, a few breakfast stalls, and Lao Li's business here is thriving, and he can earn a lot of silver a month!"

"I heard that the sow of Lao Ding's family gave birth to eight cubs yesterday, and the sow ......"

"Well, it's delicious!" Zhang Weidong said casually. "Uncle Li, how is business lately."

"It's okay, Lin Gongzi, are you planning to settle in Qinghe City? Are you married? Lao Li Tou brought Lin Fan a small bowl of clear soup and asked casually.

"Yes, I have rented that yard for three years, and I plan to settle down for a long time, but I am not familiar with the place, I have no longevity, and I have not married, what's the matter, Uncle Li, can you plan to be a matchmaker for me?" Lin Fan said with a smile, and he also said it casually.

"Don't say it, there is really such a stubble, if you are interesting, when you are done, I will talk to you, the other girl is thirteen years old, although the family is not rich, but the girl is beautiful, and she is also a family." Lao Li's eyes lit up, and he immediately took over the conversation and said. "You drink first, I'm busy, you think about it!"

After speaking, Lao Li Tou continued to be busy.

Lin Fan was slightly stunned, then shook his head and smiled. He didn't put this at ease, he is in his twenties this year, and the girl is only thirteen years old.

Moreover, immortal cultivators have an extremely long lifespan, not just a hundred years. But ordinary people will turn into a cup of loess after a hundred years. Once combined with ordinary people, the result may be to face a day between life and death.

However, Lao Li Tou is also well-intentioned, and he still wants to receive this love.

Lin Fan quickly drank the bean curd, ate the flatbread, paid and left. For this kind of thing, he has no interest in it, and it is better to spit it out for a while if he has this time, and strive to sense the aura of heaven and earth as soon as possible.

This step is very important, and Lin Fan is now eager to make several paragraphs in a day.

Every day, many people in the neighborhood are talking about what happened to some people, and it is already a routine. These people are often from relatively well-to-do families, otherwise they wouldn't have come out for breakfast, some old and some young, and they are still secretive when they talk about things, as if they really know a lot of rare things in the city. If you have the heart to sit here every day, you can hear what chickens and dogs are running, and what things are upside down.

However, these people didn't know Lin Fan, and Lin Fan didn't want to know them. Come here every day to eat breakfast, listen quietly to the leisure, and leave after eating, without any intersection.