Xiao Tuan tuantuan tightly tugged at the corners of Lin Fan's clothes, and all the arrangements in the ancestral hall made her feel a trace of terror in her heart.

Whether it's the coffin in the middle of the ancestral hall or the tablets on the front wall.

As long as you are a normal person, when you see these things, you will feel uncomfortable.

"White hair."

Qianshan came to the coffin and saw long white hairs coming out of the cracks in the coffin.

He reached out and touched it, and immediately felt a tingling pain.

"It's really strange, it's clear that the old village chief has been dead for so long, but his white eyebrows will still grow."

Huang Lao sighed and said, "Don't be surprised when you open the coffin and see the old village chief's body."

Hear the words.

Qianshan nodded, and he moved the coffin lid vigorously, looking at the old village chief inside.

"Ahh

Xiao Tuan Tuan just glanced at it, and was immediately frightened.

Because the old man in the coffin didn't look like he was dead at all, as if he was still alive.

"The complexion is ruddy, the skin is firm, and there is no sign of aging."

Qianshan frowned, if it weren't for the fact that the old village chief didn't breathe, he would also think that the old village chief was still alive in the world.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Fan and asked, "Master Lin, what do you think?"

The voice fell.

The eyes of the people around him suddenly fell on Lin Fan.

Everyone was surprised, Lin Fan looked very young, and Qianshan would call this young man a master.

"This is my nephew, his name is Lin Fan."

Dao Tianji calmly introduced: "He is in his twenties this year, which is different from Qianshan, who is in his thirties."

In your twenties?

The villagers looked at each other, and in their opinion, cultivators in their twenties would basically not appear as powerful cultivators.

[Ragdoll: Judging from their reactions, it seems that they really don't know who Master Lin is! 】

[minus 90 degrees: It's normal, this is a remote area, they usually don't use the Internet, so naturally they don't know Master Lin's deeds. 】

[Peace should make a big profit: In such a remote place, will there be a signal? ] 】

[Boss Xiu: I thought there was no signal, but now Xiaotuantuan can broadcast normally, which proves that the signal here is not bad. 】..

[Zhou's world: As long as they have money, even if they live on an isolated island, they can get a signal for them! 】

The sailors were surprised, they thought that the world must have heard the name of Master Lin.

But he never thought that in Phoenix Village, no one knew who Lin Fan was for the time being.

"It turned out to be Dao Tianji's nephew, a young man in his twenties, he shouldn't be very powerful."

"No matter how talented a person is, even if he embarks on the path of cultivation early, it is impossible to reach the level of a thousand mountains before the age of thirty."

"Dao Tianji is not very powerful, what is the level of his junior nephew, so do you need to talk about it?"

Mockery rang out all around.

After many villagers knew that Lin Fan was Dao Tianji's nephew, they cast disdainful glances.

They thought to themselves that Dao Tianji's level was not as good as Qianshan, so Dao Tianji's master and nephew would definitely not be much more powerful.

Qianshan wanted to speak and stopped, but he noticed Lin Fan's gaze, so he didn't say more, these people misunderstood, just misunderstand, anyway, Master Lin is broad-minded, so he shouldn't care too much.

"Can you be quiet?"

Lin Fan's gaze swept over the villagers, and he didn't care at all about the ridicule of these people.

Of course, he doesn't like noisy environments, he just wants to help Qianshan solve the problem quietly.

"Aren't you the nephew of Dao Tianji, what qualifications do you have to make us quiet?"

"It's ridiculous that an unweaned little doll should have such a big shelf."

"Leave him alone, this is our ancestral hall, and we have the right to speak here."

The cynicism around the surroundings still did not stop.

Many villagers talked about Lin Fan on their own, not caring at all, and Qianshan and Dao Tianji's faces became extremely ugly at the same time.

"Alright, alright."

At this moment, Huang Lao stood up in time, and he said lightly: "The person who came is a guest, although he is the nephew of Dao Tianji, it is just a grievance between us and Dao Tianji, and there is no need to involve the next generation."

"Of course, if he acts excessively, we will have no problem leaving him in Phoenix Village."

The next moment.

The villagers finally stopped talking, which shows how high Huang Lao's prestige among the villagers is.

"An old man in his nineties, how can he hold a grudge."

Lin Fan shook his head, he pinched his fingers and immediately calculated Huang Lao's past.

Through Huang Lao's past, he probably knew what kind of grievances the villagers had with Dao Tianji.

However, this is a personal grudge between Dao Tianji and the villagers, unless the uncle asks for help, he thinks that he has no need to take action.

After all, if he forcibly made a move, the master would be unhappy.

"Master Lin, hurry up and help take a look."

Qian Shan pulled Lin Fan to stand on the edge of the coffin together, and he smiled bitterly, "I really don't see anything strange."

"I think with your strength, you can calculate the Tao in it, and there won't be too much of a problem."

Lin Fan nodded, and he immediately pinched his fingers, wanting to calculate the past and future of the old village chief, as well as the current situation.

It's just that when he first started to calculate, he noticed a terrifying force sweeping from all sides and falling on him.

The power of heaven and earth in the underworld!

"Huh?"

Lin Fan looked surprised, he didn't expect that he was just planning to know the fate of the old village chief alone, but there would be a terrifying power of heaven and earth.

It's comparable to the power of heaven and earth that fell when he was about to say a city-level disaster.

It seems that this matter is not simple!

"Peep into the sky!"

Lin Fan cast a peep at the heavens, forcibly absorbed the power of heaven and earth that fell on his body, and then transformed it into his own power, breaking through the fog to see the fate of the old village chief.

A moment later.

He opened his eyes, and a glint flashed through him.

"I see."

Lin Fan smiled slightly, and said bluntly: "The old village chief passed away half a month ago, and according to tradition, you put the old village chief in a coffin and parked it in the ancestral hall for three days, and then wanted to send the old village chief to the mountain for burial."

"But isn't it strange that you find that no matter how hard you try, you can't lift the coffin?"

"Even if you want to carry the corpse of the old village chief, there is still no way, the corpse of the old village chief is like a thousand pounds, and you can no longer move the corpse of the old village chief by any means."

The voice fell.

The surrounding villagers became agitated.

Huang Lao frowned, he heard Lin Fan say some strange things that had happened to the old village chief these days, but he thought that Qianshan knew this person named Lin Fan.

Maybe these things were told by Qianshan to Lin Fan.