Seeing the aura of the ghost, Li Qiufan had determined that the mandrill was near the village, so a few people entered the village, first to find someone, and secondly to at least find a place to stay.

As soon as I entered the village, I met a group of people who formed a circle and were noisy, bursting into bursts of laughter from time to time.

The fat man frowned and said, "It doesn't look like there are mandrills in the village. The atmosphere is so relaxed and happy. Isn't that grandson of Shadow Ghost lying to us?"

Shadow Ghost was afraid that Li Qiufan would think so too, so he emerged from the shadow and defended himself: "Master Mage, Little Ghost, really didn't lie. There is indeed the smell of a mandrill here!"

Li Qiufan said to the fat man: "Shadow Ghost didn't lie to us. Even if Mandrill is not in the village, he has definitely stayed here. Just ask someone and you will know."

When I got close to the crowd, I found that the villagers were surrounding an older man with a big smile and most of his teeth missing. He was squatting under the wall. There was a wooden box in front of him, containing dozens of kitchen knives.

After listening for a while, Li Qiufan became interested. He squeezed in and squatted in front of the old knife seller. He casually picked up a kitchen knife and asked with a smile: "How do you sell this knife?"

The old man didn't say anything. A middle-aged man with a triangular face and sinister eyes sneered loudly: "Young man, don't be deceived by this old man. His knives are said not to be sold, but only given on credit.

The specific length of credit depends on him! Moreover, he also left a mysterious prophecy, saying that when the prophecy comes true, he will come to collect the money on time. I asked for a handful, but he didn't give it to me. He is not a liar.

?”

The old man selling the knife smiled and said nothing. He opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Li Qiufan carefully for a while. A flash of light passed away quietly. He took the knife back and shook his head: "Young man...I won't credit you for your knife."

"Hahaha! See, this old man doesn't dare anymore!" The middle-aged man even burst into a burst of sarcastic laughter.

Li Qiufan ignored the middle-aged man and asked, "You can't refuse customers when you open your business, right?"

The old man selling the knife showed two big yellow teeth and coughed: "Because I don't know if I can get my money back, and I can't leave you a message, so I don't give you credit."

The fat man squeezed in and urged: "Brother Fan, why are you buying a knife? We are busy with other things. Find someone to ask about it!"

Li Qiufan said: "The mandrill is not in this village. If you want to find it, this old gentleman should know best, because he was the one who scared the mandrill away."

"What? No way... Is he also a mage?"

"Haha... The old gentleman's status is much rarer than that of a mage. Many people want a knife from him, but it's a pity that they won't give me credit."

The fat man suddenly felt interesting, so he knelt down and asked if I could give him a credit.

The old man looked at the fat man's face for a long time, and his expression suddenly became unnatural: "You can get it on credit, but your friend will have to pay for it."

The fat man wondered: "What do you mean? Your knife is very expensive, are you afraid that I can't afford it?"

The old man squinted his eyes and said, "Are you sure you want one?"

"Okay, sure, hurry up. Is there any program? Do you have to scan the code to download a small program?" the fat man said impatiently.

The old man then took out a kitchen knife, handed it to the fat man, cleared his throat and said: "There is no need to pay now. When you command thousands of troops and strategize for a victory thousands of miles away, I will collect the money from your friend!"

The fat man said speechlessly: "...Sir, are you talking nonsense? Although this sounds very cool, but look at what age it is now, where can I lead thousands of troops?"

The fat man suddenly remembered something, slapped his thigh and said: "Hey... wait a minute, you are not talking about the game, are you? In the game, I really fit your evaluation of strategizing and winning thousands of miles!"

The old man sighed with a complicated expression and said: "What the little old man is talking about must be your personal experience. The game... I don't understand."

"Cut..." The fat man raised his hand and pulled out two hundred-dollar bills and said: "Then you are just talking nonsense, but I like what you say, so I will give you two hundred yuan for this knife. Brother Fan, let's go quickly.

, you must have mistaken the person."

"Old sir, please clarify!" Li Qiufan looked at the old man with a solemn expression and said.

The old man shook his head: "The secret... must not be revealed. Hey, young man, you have an extraordinary background, and your life is full of countless changes. I can't see through it, and I don't even dare to look at it. And this little girl beside you,

I don’t dare to say more about beauty’s misfortune...you just have to deal with it yourself!"

After the old man finished speaking, he packed the box, took away the two hundred yuan from the fat man, turned around and left, and said before leaving: "Remember to pay for your friend then."

Li Qiufan shouted several times, but the old man didn't look back. The middle-aged man who started to speak grabbed Li Qiufan and spoke half-fluent Mandarin with his eyes rolling: "Young man, it looks like you are here... for a trip?"

"

"Well, you said he doesn't give you knives on credit, why?"

The middle-aged man spat and said, "It must be because he thinks I'm not easy to cheat, he's afraid I'll tear down his stall, and he makes excuses saying he can't get the money back, what the hell!"

"Hey, if you guys want to travel, come find me. I'm a famous tour guide in this area and I charge very cheap prices!"

The middle-aged man's eyes shone with shrewdness, and he climbed onto Li Qiufan's shoulders with ease, and started bragging.

An older man puffed his cigarette pot and laughed and cursed: "Don't listen to this mangy dog. He is sneaking around all day long, lying to people everywhere, and never does anything good. In this wretched place like ours, what's wrong with him?"

What kind of scenic tour is there!”

The middle-aged man's expression changed, he jumped up to the old man and cursed angrily: "Oh, you old man, if it weren't for the fact that you are my third uncle, believe it or not, I would have pulled your beard!"

The old man picked up the cigarette pot and tried to smoke the middle-aged man. He was so frightened that he cursed and ran away, shouting that he was going to steal the old man's old hen.

The old man was also panicked and hurriedly called his wife to go home and watch.

"Young people, if you have no place to go at night, come to my house. We are the only two at home. My son and daughter-in-law are working outside. My house is in the village. You can see an old walnut tree next to it!"

The other villagers who were watching the excitement saw that it was no longer interesting, so they all dispersed and went about their own business.

Only then did the fat man ask: "Brother Fan, why are you so polite to that old man who borrowed knives on credit?"

Li Qiufan said with an ugly face: "Because he represents a mysterious profession that has disappeared for many years!"

"Credit knife man!"

Jingzhe said: "I have seen this kind of people before. They leave prophecies on credit and come to collect the money when the prophecies come true. But most of them are fake."

Li Qiufan looked at the place where the man who borrowed the knife disappeared and sighed: "He is not a fake... I have had a magical ability since I was a child. My eyes can see things that ordinary people cannot see. It is even rarer than being born with yin and yang eyes.

Because I can see the qi in other people's bodies! Even Qing Huizi couldn't hide his qi in front of me. But facing the person who just borrowed the knife, my eyes were useless, as if there was a layer of gray.

The mist blocked his Qi, no matter how hard he tried, it had no effect!"

"There is only one possibility to do this, and that is that he used some powerful secret technique to disrupt his own secret!"

"The man with the credit knife is said to be the descendant of Gui Guzi. Gui Gu is not only good at the art of vertical and horizontal, but also proficient in the art of yin and yang. He has a pair of keen eyes that understand yin and yang. He can see things from ancient times to the present, and even has the ability to change the fate of others. What they said

It usually comes true!”

"Fuck..." Fatty exclaimed, "Then what does he mean when he says I want to command thousands of troops?"

Li Qiufan turned his head slightly and said, "Maybe...you will do something big in the future!"

"That's not right..." The fat man scratched his head and said, "Why don't you come to me to ask for money when you are doing a big business and ask you to pay for it?"

Li Qiufan said casually: "Well... He has done something big and commanded thousands of troops. He must be going to war. Is he looking for death?"

The fat man didn't notice the difference, and grinned: "That's true, hahaha, Brother Fan, if that happens one day, I'll be awesome! I'll give you an official position by then!"

Li Qiufan forced a smile and said: "Okay..."

"Brother Twelve, let's go and pee with me!" The fat man took Twelve to find the toilet.

Jingzhe saw that Li Qiufan looked ugly, so he asked him if he had hidden anything from the fat man.

Li Qiufan nodded and said in a deep voice: "For a real knife dealer, the prophecy will definitely come true! However, he said that the fat man will become the man who leads thousands of troops. How can he do it in the world... with the ability of the knife dealer?"

, You can't go anywhere, and you have to ask me for the money, which means that the fat man may have already... The war in the underworld is about to happen, so could it be that the fat man wants to lead the troops below to fight..."

Jingzhe said in surprise: "You mean, the person who borrows the knife is going to die when he sees Fatty, and he will go to work in the underworld?!"

"I hope I guessed wrong..." Li Qiufan spat and cursed: "These old guys who can spy on the secrets of the world, the good things they say never work, and the bad things they say are always accurate. They are just here to make people sick.

Human!"

Jingzhe said comfortingly: "It all depends on man-made things. Even if what he said is true, there is not necessarily no room for change. Who among us cultivators is not going against heaven and competing with heaven for fate?"

Li Qiufan sighed helplessly: "For the time being, I can only comfort myself in this way. Don't tell Fatty about this, I'm afraid he will be under psychological pressure."

"Well...I know, they are back, where should we go next?"

Li Qiufan took a deep breath, let his expression return to normal, kept the matter about the fat man in his heart, and said: "Let's go to the old couple's house just now and see if we can get some valuable clues."

Having said that, a sharp thorn has been buried in Li Qiufan's heart since then. The prophecy of the knife loaner cannot be solved, and he has never been able to feel at ease. The fat man is his brother, and the two have been together since they were in college.

, has experienced many life and death tribulations, and plays a huge role in Li Qiufan's heart. Therefore, no matter what, the prophecy of the person who borrowed the knife cannot be realized!

The unsuspecting fat man greeted the three of them with a playful smile and walked towards the village. Li Qiufan looked at his disgusting fat body, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and secretly swore: "Dare to take my brother's life, even if

It’s Yama from the Tenth Palace, and I want to show off with you too!”

The old man was right. Their house was indeed easy to find. Not long after walking, I saw a large walnut tree surrounded by several people. The leaves on the tree had been stripped off and had accumulated a thick layer.

The middle-aged man was really making a fuss in the chicken coop of the old couple's house. The two old men were weak and couldn't catch up, so they could only curse him.

Seeing someone coming, the middle-aged man spit out the chicken feathers in his mouth, cursed and jumped out of the chicken coop and threatened: "You two old guys, just wait for me. There are outsiders here today. I will catch the chickens after they leave!"

"Oh! How come there is a short-lived ghost like you in our village!" The old woman was so angry that she kept coughing, and the distressed old man hurriedly patted her on the back.

"Two old men, does this man often come to your house to steal things?" Li Qiufan walked over and asked.

The old woman scolded: "Where it's stealing, he's just robbing!"

The fat man said: "Then why don't you call the police? Let the police catch you and take him back. After a few days of detention, he will be honest!"

The old man sighed: "Why are you reporting to the police? He is the son of one of my cousins. His parents have died long ago, and what little property he had left was lost to him. He doesn't go out to work to earn money to marry a wife.

He spends all day wandering around the village with nothing to do. Fortunately, he is my cousin. For the sake of his dead parents, I can’t really let the police take him away."

Li Qiufan said: "It's okay, he won't be able to torture you for a few more days."

"What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!