Chapter 14 The Magic Weapon of Possessing the Instrumental Spirit

"That's ...... so"

After Jiang Fan listened, he nodded, and most of the doubts in his heart were solved.

He continued to ask: "So I saw the old man with your granddaughter in the trading market before, because it was because of ......."

Uncle Luo took over:

"I want to take Wenwen out for a walk while there is still a little bit of time, and take a look at the place where she has lived since she was a child, after all, I am afraid that she will never come back."

"This move is also reasonable......

Jiang Fan nodded, and asked again, "By the way, what about Wenwen's parents?" How come I haven't seen it all this time? ”

This question seemed to touch the old man's sadness, and Uncle Luo did not hurry to speak, but was silent for a moment, and then said a little hoarse after a while:

"Wenwen and his mother went after giving birth to her, and his father was hit by this, depressed for half a year, and after contracting a serious illness, my only son, also went to ......"

Is it so miserable?

"Forehead ......"

Jiang Fan opened his mouth, not knowing how to comfort him, he was not stupid enough to ask the little girl's grandmother where she had gone, but changed the topic.

"Does the old man know where the mysterious man came from?"

Uncle Luo shook his head and said, "How can mortals like me know the heels of these immortal masters. ”

He raised his head, looked at Jiang Fan's face fixedly, and said, "If the little divine doctor can help my Luo family survive this catastrophe, the old man will definitely serve you as the master in the future, and let you drive him." ”

After he said this, he was about to kneel down again, but was grabbed by Jiang Fan's quick hand.

"I can't give you an answer to this matter for the time being, you just wait, I'll come back to you later."

After saying this, Jiang Fan walked straight to the outhouse.

As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, he saw the monk surnamed Wang, who had been beaten and bruised and swollen, lying on the ground wailing.

As for the other old doctors, who have long since disappeared, they should have seen that the matter was over and they had gone back to their respective homes.

And her senior sister is teasing Luo Wenwen, a girl with a cold temperament, but she rarely shows a gentle side to children.

Jiang Fan coughed a few times, attracting the attention of the two.

When Luo Wenwen saw Jiang Fan, she jumped over happily and shouted loudly: "Big brother, let's meet again!" ”

Jiang Fan responded with a smile, stretched out his hand and rubbed the little girl's silky hair, scattered it, then looked at the senior sister and said:

"Senior sister, there is something I want to discuss with you."

With that, he looked at the monk lying on the ground.

The girl understood, waved her hand to untie the water flow on the monk surnamed Wang, and said coldly: "Get out, remember today's lesson." ”

The monk surnamed Wang got up from the ground, replied with a reluctance, and then jumped onto the low-level flying boat that had not been able to recover since he had been summoned, and flew away dejectedly.

During the whole process, he didn't even dare to have a trace of resentment.

After doing this, the girl looked at Jiang Fan and said, "You say." ”

Jiang Fan was silent for a few seconds, organized his words a little in his heart, and then began to tell the things that Uncle Luo told him.

When the girl heard that there was a magic weapon with her own consciousness, her eyes instantly enlarged, her expression was difficult to keep calm, she opened her mouth slightly, and her tone was shocked: "Machine spirit? ”

Her breath became slightly shorter: "Where is the magic weapon now?" ”

Hearing the two words spit out by his senior sister, Jiang Fan was also taken aback.

Is the consciousness in the magic weapon that Uncle Luo said actually the so-called machine spirit?

In his understanding, at least only the magic weapon of the Jindan Realm level could have the possibility of giving birth to a machine spirit.

No wonder it can attract the covetousness of mysterious people, this ancestor of Uncle Luo is amazing.

Jiang Fan smacked his tongue secretly, he didn't answer Senior Sister's question, because except for Uncle Luo, no one knew where the magic weapon was.

He just shook his head and continued.

Seeing Jiang Fan's movements, the girl also calmed down, and after she listened to everything Jiang Fan said, she asked:

"Senior brother, what is your decision?"

Seeing that Jiang Fan wanted to speak and stopped, with an expression that he didn't know whether to say or not, the girl spoke again, and said in a calm tone:

"I already know, since you want to do it, then do it."

She paused, and under Jiang Fan's complicated gaze, she continued: "You call Wenwen and his grandfather over." ”

Jiang Fan opened his mouth: "Senior sister...... I'm sorry I'm giving you trouble again......"

Hey, why do I say again?

The girl shook her head: "I said that there is no need to be so polite between you and me, and this matter also has my own will. ”

Her voice softened, "Go ahead." ”

Jiang Fan nodded, turned around and went into the back room, and called Uncle Luo out.

Uncle Luo saw that the little divine doctor came to this maid with him, his face was immediately dazed, he scratched his head, and asked confusedly, "What does the little divine doctor mean by this?" ”

Jiang Fan pointed at Sikong Yueling and introduced the old man: "Luo Yuanwai, this is my senior sister. ”

He paused and added, "Immortal Master of Spirit Heart Valley." ”

When Uncle Luo heard the last sentence, he was startled, and immediately bent down and saluted:

"I've seen the immortal master, the old man has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and I hope that the immortal master will forgive ...... sins"

"It doesn't matter." Sikong Yueling raised his hand to interrupt Uncle Luo's words, and asked directly, "Where is the magic weapon with self-consciousness that your ancestors inherited from your ancestors?" ”

"Ah...... This ......" Uncle Luo was stunned, he hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to speak.

When the girl saw his demeanor, her tone slowed down a little: "Don't worry, I don't mean to rob." ”

When Uncle Luo heard the girl's promise, he struggled for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying: "It has been sealed in a secret place, if the two benefactors want to see it, the old man will go and take him out." ”

After speaking, the old man had an open expression, and resolutely turned around and walked outside the house.

Luo Wenwen, who had been listening to the side, but couldn't understand what the adults were saying at all, saw her grandfather walking out, and immediately followed up.

Sikong Yueling looked at the two of them quietly, and did not withdraw his eyes until the two backs, one big and one small, disappeared outside the door.

Jiang Fan asked tentatively, "Senior Sister wants that magic weapon?" ”

Seeing that no outsiders were present, Sikong Yueling no longer disguised himself and directly bowed his head.

She spoke: "A magic weapon that gave birth to a machine spirit, even if I don't take it, it is impossible for a Luo family without a monk to keep it, especially when it has been targeted by others, my move is to save them." ”

Jiang Fan nodded, signaling that he understood.

The girl continued: "Jiang Fan, do you know that the old man has been placed a deeply hidden tracking mark on his body. ”

"With this mark, unless they are blessed by my Spirit Valley monks, otherwise, no matter where they hide, they will be found out."

Jiang Fan was taken aback: "Then what should I do?" ”

The girl lowered her eyes: "Don't worry, my compensation will be satisfying." ”

Seeing that the senior sister said this, Jiang Fan naturally didn't say anything more, he casually found a chair to sit on, one of them stood and the other sitting, silently waiting for Uncle Luo and his granddaughter to come back.

After waiting for a bit of time, Jiang Fan began to suspect that Uncle Luo had run away with the little girl, and the two of them reappeared.

Their eyes looked at a square box the size of a washbasin in the old man's hand at the same time.