Everyone in the courtyard was stunned when they heard it, everyone had heard of the bridge section of falling off the cliff and picking up treasures, but it was a joke commentary, and in reality, almost no one had ever encountered it.

But looking at Lin Fan's temperament and charm now, it seems to be faintly different from usual.

"I apprenticed in front of the bones of my predecessors, inherited the mantle, and vowed to work hard to cultivate and carry forward the innate tyrant sword..."

In the field, Lin Fan was still talking.

But most people are skeptical, after all, this thing is too mysterious, and it is this kid's one-sided words, so it shouldn't be fooling us.

Deacon Lin is even more unbelieving, he has lived for half a hundred years, and he has never heard of anyone getting an adventure, this kind of fantasy story is pure nonsense!

After thinking about it, he always felt that this matter was inseparable from Lin Fan, thinking of the time limit set for him by the family high-level to solve the case, in order to solve the case as soon as possible, at the same time, he glanced at the box of silver taels out of the corner of his eye, and turned around and ordered his subordinates.

"First take these stolen goods into custody, lock up Lin Fan as well, and investigate clearly."

Lin Fan stopped doing it in an instant, "Deacon Lin, I respect you as a senior, but you can't slander me." This thing was taken away by you, and even if I find it out and return it to my hands at that time, I'm afraid it will be short. ”

"Good boy, hubris!" Deacon Lin stepped forward.

"The head of the family ordered me to investigate the thief, and everyone had to cooperate. If you refuse to cooperate, it means that you have a ghost in your heart; If you have a ghost in your heart, it means that you are the most suspicious; You are the most suspicious, and the thief is likely to be you. Let's take a trip to the old man's torture hall! ”

At first glance, this remark seems to be upright and reasonable!

As soon as the words fell, Deacon Lin's old hands covered with calluses grabbed Lin Fan, and the clansmen hurriedly hid to both sides.

But tonight is destined to be a reversal, and Lin Fan, who was standing in the center, did not dodge or dodge, and faced Deacon Lin with both palms.

"Bang!"

only heard a muffled sound, the two of them retreated and separated, the bluestone slab under Lin Fan's feet was cracked inch by inch, but he himself was light and unharmed.

"Impossible!" Deacon Lin's old face was incredulous, "Forging the viscera into the intestines, the qi is in the five!" You've practiced dirty at your peak, and you're about to reach your best? ”

When the people in the courtyard heard this, they were in an uproar.

Lin Shan, who was in the crowd, was also moved when he heard this, in today's world, as far as he knew, martial artists were born and acquired.

Innate masters are naturally rare, not to mention, the entire Lin family is rumored to be the only one in the Great Elder. With this, the Lin family is second to none in Qinghe County.

The next acquired martial artists are divided into three stages, ventilation, dirty, and strength, which is what the folk call third-rate, second-rate and first-class masters.

As the saying goes, the poor are rich in martial arts, and practicing martial arts is extremely costly and costly, and not all big families can afford to practice martial arts.

Practicing alone and not making up for it will only overdraw the body, and the deficit will lead to early death.

Even if it is a large family, starting from the age of eight to practice martial arts, it will provide medicinal food and pills step by step, and gradually cultivate to the Qi Ventilation Realm, that is, the first realm of the day after tomorrow, it will take ten years to start.

Unless the princes and nobles, the core children of brocade clothes and jade food, like Lin Fan, a second-rate master who stepped into the dirty realm at the age of 16, is simply a handful!

At least in Qinghe County, it is even more unheard of!

In this end, many clansmen were a little convinced that Lin Fan might really have obtained the inheritance of a peerless master.

"Could it be that the protagonist of the legend who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger is next to me?" Lin Shan wondered in his heart, are all the people with "Fan" in their names the protagonist's luck?

Not only Lin Shan, but everyone present looked at the young man in front of him who had just been tough with Deacon Lin with a look of awe.

Deacon Lin is only a second-rate master, and the younger generation present such as Lin Shan, Lin Shu and others have not yet reached the realm of ventilation, and they are not even martial artists, strictly speaking, they are not in the stream.

And a second-rate martial artist like Lin Fan can make a name for himself when he goes to the rivers and lakes outside!

"Enough!"

At this time, a middle-aged man with a dignified face walked out of the inner courtyard, this is Lin Zhenyue, the current head of the Lin family, a well-known first-class master in Qinghe County.

Even the county guards have to sit on an equal footing and treat each other with courtesy.

He glanced at the silver ticket on the ground, and then at Lin Fan.

"The personal fate of the family disciple is your personal one, and the family will not be greedy for ink. But you do have a little suspicion about the theft of "Spring River Opera Mandarin Picture". ”

After speaking, he pointed to Deacon Lin and a few stewards, "You will go to the major pawn shops, auction houses, and even the black market in the city tomorrow to track down any traces of the "Spring River Opera Mandarin Picture". ”

Then he brushed his sleeves and turned to leave, leaving a sentence before leaving: "Lin Fan came with me, and the others dispersed." ”

Although Deacon Lin couldn't let go of his old face and was unwilling, he could only obey the order.

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Late at night, everyone dispersed, and they talked about tonight's events, mostly about Lin Fan's dirty practice.

Lin Shan returned to his hut alone with a bunch of small rags of his own, worried about letting go of half of it, thanks to Lin Fan's hanging wall to stir up the situation tonight, he was forced to take the pot, and the family leaders and clansmen were attracted to most of the attention.

Otherwise, if you dig deeper, you may not know what will happen.

Sitting on the bed, recalling that Lin Fan, who was of the same generation, had already stepped into the dirty training period and became a second-rate master, he hadn't even entered the first threshold ventilation realm the day after tomorrow.

Could it be that Lin Fan is the traverser? Lin Shan was taken aback by his own thoughts.

My heart is sour, but I still can't pull down my daily cultivation homework.

Lin Shan took out the elixir "Qi Gathering Pill" that he had just received from the family today, as the name suggests, a conventional pill to help martial artists who had not yet entered the stream to gather qi.

The disciples in the courtyard outside the Lin family can receive one bottle in a month, ten in a bottle, and the effect is decent.

Just as he picked up the pill and was about to swallow it for cultivation, the transparent interface that had appeared in the study during the day appeared in front of Lin Shan's eyes again:

【Qi Gathering Pill】

Quality: Not into the stream

Introduction: Slightly increase the speed of qi gathering and cultivation, slightly reduce meridian damage, slightly activate blood and dispel stasis, and have a certain tonic effect on qi and blood.

Enhancement required: 2 points

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