Gong Liangce also saw the puzzled gaze that Lian Xiuqi cast, and naturally understood in his heart that his uncle was obviously asking what was going on and why this guy didn't leave.

Gong Liangce also felt a headache. He couldn't help but look at Lin Fan and thought to himself that Shushan's martial arts had not been obtained yet, so it's not easy to force Lin Fan to leave with him now.

The main reason is that I just became a disciple and I want to chat with Lian Xiuqi, have some tea, and talk about life. This is also normal.

Thinking of this, Gong Liangce smiled awkwardly and said, "Uncle Master, after all, you have just accepted an apprentice. You are chatting with your apprentice. He will naturally return to his residence to rest later."

After saying that, Gong Liangce looked at Lin Fan: "With the things that promised us to our uncle within three days."

Gongliangcai then left with great strides.

There are a lot of things in the Changhong Sword Sect, and he still has a lot of things to deal with.

Lian Xiuqi frowned and looked at Lin Fan, then stopped talking, lowered his head and was busy with his own affairs.

Lin Fan walked to Lian Xiuqi's side with a thick face and said, "Master, how can you do this rough and dirty work? I'll do it."

"This [      Update Fast] Planting crops, will you?" Lian Xiuqi glanced at Lin Fan and said lightly: "Don't kill these vegetables by then, so I'm hungry."

Lin Fan was a little embarrassed. He was not very good at farming.

He touched the back of his head and said, "This..."

"Since you have this intention, okay, go carry the manure." Lian Xiuqi pointed to the back of the thatched hut and said, "There is a manure bucket behind it. Go and transport the manure from the various manors in the back mountain to the present day."

"Okay." Lin Fan nodded.

He knew that although he was just a nominal master, his only support and even the only way to leave safely in the Changhong Sword Sect was probably the one who could live in Lian Xiuqi.

What's the matter with picking a feces?

Lin Fan just picked up manure from house to house.

It’s true that the people living in these yards are all in power in the Changhong Sword Sect. Lin Fan, a man with a face suddenly came to the door to pick up manure, and the owners of each house were reluctant to do so.

He also sent someone to ask Lian Xiuqi and confirmed that he was Lian Xiuqi's disciple, so Lin Fan picked him away.

Lin Fan was naturally speechless, just like he was making too many babies.

If you want to change your daily life, how can you choose this thing?

Lin Fan walked on this mountain path, picking up manure back and forth.

Lian Xiuqi was sitting in front of the farmhouse, smoking a dry tobacco in his hand, and looking at Lin Fan, and couldn't help but think in his heart that Lin Fan is really good.

It cannot be said that I am hardworking and hardworking. There are many people who are more bitter than picking up feces during the practice.

However, Lin Fan's cultivation is not low, but it is rare to be able to pick up manure from door to door.

People in the world of cultivation care a lot about their face.

Not everyone can do this kind of thing.

On the other hand, the cheap apprentice I just accepted was not only able to do it, but also had a smile on my face, as if I was enjoying it.

At this time, the sky gradually became darker.

"Okay, let's get here today, go back and rest." Lian Xiuqi shook the dry tobacco in his hand, turned around and walked into the farmhouse to rest.

Lin Fan put down the feces bucket and hurriedly walked forward: "Master, I just took you as my teacher and wanted to serve you in your place."

How could Lin Fan be willing to leave easily?

Not only did this, but he looked polite and polite before, and he was not ordinary people.

In other places, there are no dangers, so how could Lin Fan be willing to leave easily?

Lian Xiuqi looked at Lin Fan. Although he is now living in seclusion and does not care about the world, he was once the number one figure, so how could he guess Lin Fan’s thoughts?

"Lin Fan, I am at my age and my cultivation has completely disappeared. I am not as glorious as you thought. I live a few years of life. I am just a lonely old man waiting to die. What's the point of staying?"

Lin Fan was slightly shocked. Does this Lian Cultivation have no magic power?

He said, "Careful Charity can find a backer with such a high level for himself with such kindness?"

So that's it.

However, the respectful look on Lin Fan's face did not fade away at all, but said seriously: "As the saying goes, one day, one day, one day, one day, if the master accepts his disciple today, he will be filial to his heart. Just as the master said, you don't have a few years of life. If the disciple cannot take care of you by your side, the disciple will feel uneasy after you die."

Listening to Lin Fan's words, Lian Xiuqi's heart sank and he sighed.

He knew very well that this apprentice treated himself as a life-saving straw.

But what can I do?

If I have magic power, I will protect him, even Gong Gaohan will not dare to say a word.

But now I am just a useless person.

How can a useless man be able to protect him?

"No matter what, you and I have a master-disciple relationship after all, even if it is a bad relationship." Lian Xiuqi said with his hands behind his back: "Show you a way to survive and escape."

Lin Fan was slightly shocked and said, "Master, this is the mountain gate of Changhong Sword Sect, how can I escape?"

"No matter how small the opportunity is, it is better than staying." Lian Xiuqi said lightly: "As for what you think, I understand that I am just a useless person and cannot protect you."

"Master is serious, and my disciples just respect Master sincerely." Lin Fan said respectfully.

Lian Xiuqi: "I have seen many people's hearts, and some words, whether they are true or false, can I still distinguish them."

Lin Fan: "Is that so? What if the master reads it wrong?"

Lian Xiuqi said: "I will give you a kind reminder, let me think about it carefully."

Lin Fan: "My master is also a member of the Changhong Sword Sect. What I carry is also of great use to the Changhong Sword Sect. Don't you want to help the Changhong Sword Sect get it?"

Lian Xiuqi: "I'm just a dying person. It should be my Changhong Sword Sect's object. It will always fall into the hands of my sect. No, I can't force it."

After saying that, Lian Xiuqi shook his head slightly and strode into the farmhouse.

"It's too late, go back early to rest."

Lin Fan said firmly: "Disciple is outside the door to watch the master's door."

Lian Xiuqi's voice came from the house: "It's up to you."

Lin Fan sat on the ground.

Even Xiuqi's words just now revealed a lot of news.

At least it can be proved that Gong Liangcai, the old Yin Bi, has no idea of ​​letting him leave.

Escape but can't escape.

Lin Fan sat on the ground, thinking constantly.

At this moment, suddenly, snow began to fall from the sky.

"No." Lin Fan's face was dark and speechless, using his magic power to resist the cold air.

At this time, Lin Fan suddenly had an idea.
Chapter completed!