Isn't the owner of the wooden crow puppet the owner of the black market?

Bai Zhi and Mu Xiangxue looked at Chen Fan together, waiting for Chen Fan to make a decision.

Chen Fan pondered for a while before raising his head and said, "I have long admired the name of the master of the black market, so I might as well be respectful." ”

The other party invited, and Chen Fan was not easy to refuse.

Moreover, there is also Bai Zhi, the situation is not right, and he can be teleported away directly.

Therefore, Chen Fan agreed to the other party's invitation.

"Follow me."

The wooden crow golem said a word, and clumsily headed deeper into the black market.

Chen Fan and the three followed.

I saw the wooden crow puppet rattle a few times, and the air in front of it changed, and a pitch-black hole appeared.

"This is the master's residence, please come in."

The wooden crow golem pointed at the hole with half of its wooden wings and tilted its neck.

Seeing this, Chen Fan silently took Bai Zhi and Mu Xiangxue's hands and walked in together.

This is done in order to be teleported out as soon as there is danger.

After entering the black hole, the vision changed, and the empty place became a bright ancient cabin.

The chalet looks very simple, but it is complete, and it has a unique antique beauty.

Chen Fan and his party were standing in the courtyard of the cabin at this time, with the floor made of eucalyptus at their feet.

In front of them, there was a date tree.

Under the jujube tree, a middle-aged man sits.

The middle-aged man looked very ordinary, with a messy beard on his chin and a tattered body.

What a sloppy look.

No, he also wore a bamboo sword at his waist, which looked quite like a prodigal son in the dust.

For the arrival of Chen Fan and others,

He didn't greet him immediately, but still sat alone in a wooden chair and drank his wine.

His expression was very vicissitudes, and his eyes were lonely enough to cut off time.

Jujube trees, white clouds, courtyards, and lonely shadows are connected together as if to form a picture of summer solitude.

"Drink a thousand cups of turbid wine, how can you comfort the wind and dust."

"When you look around with drunken eyes, you are all dreamers."

After taking a sip of wine, the middle-aged man subconsciously chanted a poem, which was full of sad things.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take a seat."

Only then did the middle-aged man turn around, look at Chen Fan and his party, and make a gesture of invitation in his hand.

Seeing this, Chen Fan and the three of them were not polite, and sat down directly opposite him.

"There's no tea here, you can drink?"

Without waiting for everyone to answer, the middle-aged man silently lifted the flask and poured a glass of wine for everyone.

"I am the owner of this black market, Chen Xiang'an, you can also call me Chen Qingdeng."

The middle-aged man first introduced himself.

Then he took off the bamboo sword he wore at his waist, carefully placed it on the wooden table, and introduced it again:

"This is my sword, the green lantern."

As he spoke, he gently stroked the body of the bamboo sword, and looked at the bamboo sword as if he was looking at his lover.

Chen Fan looked at the strange man in front of him who was immersed in his own world, and was speechless for a while.

He thought that the owner of the black market was a fierce and wicked person, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

After a long time, Chen Fan spoke: "Your Excellency Green Lantern, why did you call us here this time?" ”

Hearing this, Chen Xiangan raised his head, and all the sadness in his eyes instantly converged, and he became unwavering.

After a while, he said with a straight face: "Let Your Excellency smile, today is my wife's sacrifice day, and my mood is a little bad." As for the purpose of inviting you here, I will be straightforward.

I hope that Your Excellency will give me a shrine, and in exchange you can make a request, and I will do my best to accommodate you. ”

The other party wants a shrine?

Chen Fan was a little surprised.

He nodded and replied, "Yes, but I don't have a shrine in my hand, and I hope to borrow your land to make one." ”

"Oh?"

Chen Xiang'an was surprised, glanced at Bai Zhi thoughtfully, and asked, "Could it be that this is a god?" ”

Bai Zhi is petite, not human-like, and can be seen at a glance.

"Yes."

Chen Fan nodded.

"Then there will be labor." Chen Xiangan smiled.

Chen Fan didn't say much more, took out one copy of the dragon descending wood, one piece of red sandalwood and one copy of nanmu from the Sumeru ring, and began to make a shrine in the courtyard.

The movement in the courtyard seemed to alarm someone.

"Dad, who's coming?"

In the wooden house, a girl with two small balls walked out, looking at the people in the yard with big eyes, a little curious.

"Xie Ling'er, don't disturb the distinguished guests."

Chen Xiangan reminded loudly.

"Dad, today is my mother's sacrifice day, are you still murdering me?"

The little girl huffed.

Hearing this, a trace of guilt flashed in Chen Xiangan's eyes.

Seeing this, the little girl knew that she was speechless and immediately closed her mouth.

Then, he walked to Chen Fan's side in small steps and watched Chen Fan make the shrine.

"Xie Ling'er, is this your name? Why don't you have the surname Chen? ”

Chen Fan looked at this cute little girl and said with some curiosity.

Xie Ling'er raised her head when she heard this, and said, "My mother's surname is Xie, and I have my mother's surname." ”

Chen Fan knew that there must be a story in this, so he didn't ask more questions and continued to make the shrine.

Seeing that Chen Fan was silent, Xie Linger instead told the story of her and her father.

From the other party's mouth, Chen Fan also learned about the past of the black market owner.

Chen Xiangan was originally a child from a peasant family, and inadvertently embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

By chance, he met Xie Huizhi, the daughter of the Xie family, and the two quickly fell in love.

But the world is unpredictable, a prince took a fancy to Xie Huizhi, the daughter of the Xie family, and wanted to take her as a concubine.

Xie Huizhi was powerless to resist, so he could only go out secretly and hand over the first time in his life to Chen Xiangan without telling everyone.

Later, when the prince officially took a concubine, he found out that Xie Huizhi was pregnant, and he was angry and put her in prison.

After Chen Xiangan learned of this, he was alone, holding a bamboo sword, and killed the princely mansion.

The puppet was furious, and blood splattered five steps.

In that battle, he directly killed the chickens and dogs in the Wanghou Mansion.

And the prince was unloaded in eight pieces.

When Xie Hui was rescued, the other party was already very weak, and when he gave birth, he finally gave birth to a child and died.

Since then, Chen Xiangan has not asked about the world, and has been drinking all day long.

In addition to raising his daughter, Chen Xiangan occasionally dances with swords.

The bamboo sword, which was given by his wife Xie Huizhi, was named Green Lantern, and was taken from a sentence in a poem -

"It was a green lantern that didn't return, but it left dust because of the turbid wine."

Chen Xiangan refined the bamboo sword into a magic weapon, and raised it every day with the essence of the moon and the moon, which has been called a divine weapon.

After listening to the story, Chen Fan was a little embarrassed.

This world is not merciful to people, and in life, you will either be unsatisfactory and barely survive, or you will fall into the world and not ask about the world.

The black marketeer chose the latter.

Chen Fan has no intention of judging right or wrong.

It's just a pity.

With the strength of the other party, he could have lived a good life at ease, but he ended up like this.