The man looked to be in his sixties, with gray hair, but he was also more white and less black. On the contrary, he has a strong eyebrow and a straight face, and at a glance anyone can see that this is a person with a great story, but no one can read the years and frosts engraved on his face. What is particularly eye-catching is that his majestic body under a cloud gray robe seems to be completely inferior to a young man in his twenties and thirties, at least Xia Fan is not enough to see at all. However, what is strange is that the old man's clothes are dirty, as if he has asked for food for thousands of miles.

"Hmm, who upset us Natsu? I peeled his skin...... Uh-huh......" The old man said with a mouthful of wine, but he was serious, and the disgusting hiccups did not disturb the serious expression of the old man.

"......" Xia Fan closed his eyes tiredly, trying to suppress his emotions, "You still know how to come back?!I thought you died outside!" Xia Fan suddenly erupted and glared fiercely at the great old man.

The old man reacted for a moment, and suddenly said aggrievedly, "The world is going down! Young people nowadays don't know how to respect the old man at all, but then again, I'm still the boss here!" Speaking ......of emotion, the old man Wei'an actually hid his face and cried. Since he is the boss here, he is naturally the legendary old man.

"Who else should respect you for the sake of disrespect for the old man?!" Xia Fan said angrily, "Don't be drunk here!" Go back to your room quickly! I will settle accounts with you tomorrow morning!"

"Oh. The old man instantly straightened up, got up and walked out very obediently.

As soon as he took two steps, he stumbled under his feet and was about to fall, Xia Fan hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man, and said helplessly, "You were sent by God to torture me, right?!"

"Eh, Xiao Xia, what you said is unreasonable. The old man said with a stiff tongue, "I've been here since decades ago, and you're the last, so you found me anyway!"

"What did I do in my last life?!" Xia Fan was angry.

Xia Fan hummed while helping the old man back to his room, "Why did you sneak in without taking care of it? When did you come back? Was it when I went to the convenience store opposite just now?"

"Hmm. The old man seemed to be a little weak-hearted and muffled.

"Where have you been going to die for most of the past six months?" Xia Fan put the old man on the bed, looking at the old man's almost torn clothes, he was heartbroken and frightened, but his words were still with guns and sticks, "Are you going to Iraq?"

"No!" the old man shook his head in denial, "it's Syria!"

"......" Although Xia Fan is entertaining the old man, but the old man is not entertaining Xia Fan, Xia Fan understands the old man, since he said so, then the old man really came back from that place.

"Can you still do it lightly?!" Xia Fan burst out, "Do you still know how old you are this year?Eighty-five!"

"Shhh!!" The old man put his index finger to his lips nervously and said hurriedly, "Be quiet! Don't let people hear! Xiaowen next door always thought I was only fifty-eight!"

"Sister Wen has moved away a long time ago, but I will come back every day to see ......" Xia Fan looked at the old man with a strange gaze, and asked disdainfully for a long time, "You can't really have anything to do with Sister Wen, right?"

"Hmm......" The old man was stunned, and rolled his eyes to look at the ceiling, which was simply a kindergarten-level void.

"......" Xia Fan was also stunned, his eyes were very contemptuous but even more admiring, "Old man, I will only serve you alone in my life! Admire! Kneel down! Convince your heart! Serve the five bodies to the ground! Obey beyond the reach of the dust!"

"Ahem!" the old man's face was slightly red, and he smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's okay, it's okay...... Xiao Xia, how are you doing?" the subject shifted extremely stiffly.

"Thanks to your old age, the good ones couldn't be better. Xia Fan's face was cold, and the temperature of his eyes was close to below zero.

"That's good, that's good......" The old man's pretense of being confused is really fake.

"Good your sister!" Xia Fan broke out instantly, "Everyone is gone, only I am left! I can be a scourge alone in such a large field, as a cow during the day and a donkey at night......"

"Now these guests have such heavy tastes?!" the old man interjected with a look of consternation.

"It's not that ''! You don't mess around!" Xia Fan roared wildly and continued, "I don't want to say how many wine bottles I move every night, and I can't remember exactly, just say that these 300 square meters of flooring will take an afternoon to clean every day! If you catch up with the inventory and load the goods, you won't even have to sleep at all! I have to worry about fire prevention, anti-theft and anti-supervision every day, and I am simply doing the work of the State Council with the salary of the street office this day! You hurry up and give me a salary increase!"

"Up, up, must go!" the old man nodded busily.

"It's not enough to just raise your salary!" Xia Fan said toughly, "From today onwards, you must stay and watch the store with me, and you are not allowed to go out and die again!"

"I heard, I heard. The old man replied very cheerfully.

"Don't come with me to do this!What's the use of just hearing it?Nod and agree!" Xia Fan knows the old man's routine very well, and hearing it doesn't mean that he agrees.

The old man suddenly showed a very excited expression, and said happily, "Xiao Xia, look what I found this time!"

"What kind of strange thing is this time?" knew that the old man was playing sloppy with himself, but unexpectedly Xia Fan did not expose it strongly, because Xia Fan knew that the old man would take out some things, and Xia Fan was also very interested in what the old man was about to come up with.

Bar owner, this is just an identity of the old man, how can a person like the old man be able to guard such a small field for more than 20 years? Xia Fan has long known this.

completely gave the bar to Xia Fan, and the old man's trust in Xia Fan could never be just because of Xia Fan's performance at work, the most important reason was Xia Fan's proportion. Although he was very curious about the old man's background, Xia Fan never inquired without authorization, even if he inadvertently found some clues, he never crossed the line.

Over time, I have seen people's hearts, and in the past few years, we have sincerely intersected, the old man has regarded Xia Fan as his own, and Xia Fan is also wholeheartedly devoted to the old man, so the true identity of the old man has long been open and honest to Xia Fan.

There is no violation of law and discipline, but it is quite mysterious. The old man called his other identity "Treasure Hunter".

It is neither a treasure theft nor a tomb robbery, the old man can't look at the things of the living and the dead, and the things that the old man can make the old man look at are things that the living and the dead have never seen.

Every time the old man disappeared for a period of time, he always looked like he had just crossed the catastrophe, but almost every time he would not return empty-handed, and all kinds of unheard of strange gold stones appeared in front of Xia Fan in endlessly. And every time the old man tells the experience, it is unimaginable, even with Xia Fan's trust in the old man, it is difficult to easily accept the old man's words.

The old man is so crazy about hunting treasures, Xia Fan naturally can't interfere and won't interfere, as for the whereabouts of the old man's strange gold stones, Xia Fan won't ask or bother to ask. Xia Fan only cares about the life and death of the old man and the messy business.

But then again, the things that the old man got back are still quite worth seeing.

At this time, the old man had already taken out something from his arms and held it in his hand, and the appearance of this thing was amazing, and Xia Fan's eyes were completely attracted in the first moment.

A flawless stone the size of a baseball, like crystal like jade, is clearly colorless and transparent, but thick and soft. Not only amazing, but even more amazing, I saw that the crystal jade seemed to contain an extremely rich qi core, which was slowly circulating, and attached to a warm milky white light color, as if there was life.

Xia Fan's mind even forgot the idea of taking the crystal jade in his hand, and he was almost stupid, only instinct involved Xia Fan asked in a daze, "What is this?"

The old man smiled, and said in a mysterious voice, "Today is an eye-opener for your kid, this is called 'Taixin Drill'! This is not one of those big road goods that have been dug out in tens of thousands of years, but it has been conceived for billions of years before it sees the light of day!"

"What is the Star Spirit Treasure?" Xia Fan asked puzzled.

"Its value can fully represent the soul of this planet!That's why I call it the Treasure of the Star Spirit!" the old man looked solemn.

"Cut!" Xia Fan said in disbelief, "You won't be fooled by someone with some newly launched built-in phosgene toy, right?"

"How is it possible! I've always been the only one fooling people!" the old man said with a bang, "I found this from a place 5,000 kilometers deep underground!"

"Then your old life is really hard enough!" Xia Fan pursed his lips and sneered, "It's still 5,000 kilometers underground? Isn't your baby too hard, it's 'too drilling'! It's all drilled to the center of the earth? Are you a pangolin cultivating into a god?"

"The kid doesn't understand anything, and he doesn't believe in pulling it down!" the old man snorted boredly.

"Yes, I do. Xia Fan teased, "What's the matter, you've already started this Star Spirit Treasure, what are you going to do next?"

The old man thought for a while and said, "The bar is closed, go back to your hometown!"

Xia Fan's face sank suddenly, "What did you say?!"

The old man handed a brown paper bag to Xia Fan and said, "This is your salary during this time, and there is a little separate gift, good luck!"

Xia Fan looked at the old man angrily and didn't speak for a long time, the old man looked at Xia Fan calmly and didn't speak, and the kraft paper bag in his hand kept holding it like that.

In the end, Xia Fan still didn't say a word, pulled the brown paper bag and turned around and strode out of the chaos, forcibly holding back and not looking back.

The old man sighed meaningfully as he watched Xia Fan leave, got up and went back to his room......