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Lin Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly, what was going on! Don't you allow yourself to get close to other women?

Secretly said that the eldest lady is really difficult to serve, so he put this matter behind him, anyway, he has been left out in the cold, and it is not bad for this time, hurry up and think about how to clean up this so-called river god.

At noon on the second day, Lin Fan came to the river temple at the other end of the village, and saw a tall temple in the middle of the cyan courtyard wall.

Push the door in, the blue brick curtain, there is no weed in the courtyard, the four vermilion pillars in front of the temple come into view, and behind the big pillar, the lintel is a vermilion plaque, on the book "Inspiration Dawang Temple" five golden characters.

"Inspiration Dawang Temple?"

Lin Fan stroked his forehead, this plot has really seen, the inspiration king in the Tongtian River in "Journey to the West" can be said to be a well-known figure, this guy was originally a goldfish in the Guanyin Bodhisattva Pond, because he floated his head every day to listen to the Bodhisattva's teachings, he got a lot of Taoism, so he secretly sat in the nether world in this Tongtian River, and every once in a while he had to devour a pair of boys and girls, and then he found his own death and hit the idea on Tang Seng's head, which naturally provoked Guanyin Bodhisattva and was taken away by the flower basket.

However, this is not Chenjiazhuang, nor is it in the territory of Chechi Kingdom, but Penglai Xiandao, where did the inspiration king come from?

Lin Fan suppressed the doubts in his heart and walked into the temple, only to see a statue dressed as a scribe enshrined in the hall, and some melons and fruits were placed on the desk, thinking that the villagers had just offered them yesterday.

On both sides of the hall, some bright yellow cloth strips painted with ghost talismans fell from the beams, swaying in the wind, but there was really a trace of mystery.

Looking at the statue of the white-clothed scribe enshrined in front of him, no matter how you look at it, it is 108,000 miles away from the appearance of the inspiration king in Journey to the West, and it does not have the evil aura of ordinary spirits, it should be easier to deal with!

If he is not the opponent of this inspiration king, Li Han still can't get rid of the tragic fate of being caught, and he is also in danger of losing his life, I just hope that this time his luck must be better, don't run into the demon king of the fifth realm, otherwise he won't even be able to escape.

After inspecting the situation in the temple, he was also a little prepared, and only waited for the river god to come over tomorrow night, and captured it in one fell swoop. Of course, the plan to capture and kill the Inspiration King was only known to the five people in their small courtyard, and if it spread, the villagers probably wouldn't agree to it.

The time soon came to the evening of the next day, after instructing Chen Mengqi and Hualu to hide at home and not to come out, Lin Fan followed the crowd to the outside of the temple, watched the villagers hold a sacrificial ceremony, danced the invitation dance, sprinkled wine, burned the brazier, and finally sang a song in the mouth of the first villager dressed like a Taoist priest, Li Han was wearing special clothes and was sent to the statue of the King of Inspiration.

After everyone was gone, Lin Fan easily climbed over the wall and came to the hall, Li Han's body trembled after hearing the voice, and he turned his head to find that it was he who put his mind at ease, stood up from the ground, came to him, and said nervously: "Brother Lin, I'm so scared!"

Even with Lin Fan's promise, Li Han was still a little afraid, in her eyes, this temple was enshrined as a river god after all, what if Lin Fan was not an opponent?

"Don't worry, you can stay here with peace of mind when the time comes, if the river god dares to come, he will definitely take his life!" Lin Fan said with a smile, in fact, he also had some drums in his heart, but naturally he couldn't show his cowardice at this time.

"I believe you!"

Li Han nodded heavily, and knelt down again in front of the scribe statue, leaving only Lin Fan with a delicate back, and suddenly said softly after a while: "Brother Lin, what do you think of Han'er?"

"Huh?"

Lin Fan was puzzled, didn't understand what she meant, and smiled: "Very good!"

"I didn't mean this......" Li Han's voice trembled, and his delicate shoulders trembled slightly, and his voice was like a mosquito: "I mean you think Han'er, Han'er ......"

Halfway through the words, but she couldn't say any more, since Lin Fan floated in the air with her in his arms that night, and said the words to save her, and she didn't care about the name of her daughter's family and offered a fragrant kiss, her heart has been filled with his shadow.

If Lin Fan was in front of her at this moment, he would definitely see that her face was already red.

The mind of an ordinary woman is the simplest, she just wants to find someone who can be good to herself.

"I ......"

Hearing this, how could Lin Fan not understand what she meant, but what could he promise? In a few days, he would go to the world of cultivators, and she would still be in this small mountain village. How can people from two worlds come together?

After not hearing Lin Fan's voice for a long time, Li Han already understood what Lin Fan's answer was, and pretended to be relaxed: "Brother Lin, Han'er is joking with you, don't take it to heart!"

It's just that there was a slight tremor in the voice, and two lines of tears slipped down disobediently.

Lin Fan was silent, which daughter's family would make such a joke, but he really couldn't promise anything.

The atmosphere in the hall was very depressing, just when Lin Fan was about to endure it anymore, the sky suddenly became much gloomy, and a gust of yin wind was set off in the courtyard out of thin air, forming a thick cyclone hovering in front of the hall.

Lin Fan was shocked, cast a stealth duel, and quickly hid his figure, he was not a powerful Monkey King, he had neither strong mana, nor eight or nine Xuangong, and he didn't even have a marshal Tianpeng by his side, so he naturally had to deal with this unknown opponent carefully.

The whirlwind outside the temple swirled for a while and then stopped, and a scribe in a long robe with a folding fan in his hand revealed his figure, walked into the house, and said with a smile: "The little lady has been waiting for a long time, hasn't she?"

Where did Li Han dare to reply, and his body kneeling there trembled slightly.

Lin Fan stood in front of the statue of the scribe and looked at the visitor, his long hair was combed high on his head with a bun, his face was fair, his eyes were bright, as bright as the stars, his eyelashes were much longer than ordinary men, the bridge of his nose was straight, and his whole face looked neutral, which definitely deserved the word "handsome".

The man was dressed in a white robe, the folding fan in his hand shook slightly, and with his handsome face, he had the taste of a romantic boy, and he came to Li Han in a few steps, with a smile on his face, "Why doesn't the little lady speak? Are you afraid that Lord Benheshen will eat you?"

As he spoke, he stretched out a white and slender palm and gently lifted Li Han's chin, looking at the tearful fear in the eyes of the woman in front of him, he thought he was frightened by him, and said with a smile: "The little lady is so handsome, how can Lord Ben bear to hurt you?"

didn't know that these tears were fundamentally because of Lin Fan.

"Let me hurt you so much!"

The man bent down and wanted to lean over and kiss Li Han's lips.

Looking at the river god who exposed his entire back in front of him, a cold light flashed in Lin Fan's eyes, and the silver snake knife shimmered with brilliant golden rays and slashed out of nothingness!