It’s the third update in the middle of the night, it’s a good dream.

The rapid doorbell rang, disturbing sleep, and five minutes later, the doorbell still rang.

Chen Fu had no choice but to go downstairs. Song Tingfeng and others appeared at about the same time. Seeing someone preparing to open the door, everyone's eyes showed regret.

Chen Fu glanced at Wu Muzhi: "What species is coming?"

The latter sniffed, and the sleepiness on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a strange color: "No smell."

Chen Fu looked through the cat's eyes and stood outside the door a man in a suit and tie. He was like a natural black hole with a scent of nothingness on his body.

After the door opened, the man exuded a gentle smile: "Good morning, Immortal."

His eyes were closed tightly, and through the light, he could clearly see that his eyelashes were long, brown and his skin was crystal clear.

Chen Fu: "It's three o'clock in the morning now."

The man apologized: "There is a time difference between us."

Chen Fu invited him into the house, but the man kept his eyes closed, but he seemed to have no visual obstacles when he walked.

"My name is Nan."

"South?"

The man nodded, smiling at all times.

The Abyss Beast seemed to like him very much and circled around him twice.

Song Tingfeng suddenly spoke: "Owl?"

With one sentence, the indoor atmosphere suddenly became stiff.

It is unheard of forebos to cultivate into monsters. It is not that they are dull in qualifications, but that they are not allowed by heaven. According to legend, it smiles and indicates that death will come. Entering the house will bring misfortune and many people regard it as a creature more ominous than a crow.

In fact, ordinary owls are not only shrill but also good birds. However, it is very different to cultivate them into essence. Both of the above legends will become facts.

Nan's smile was beautiful and he nodded to admit his statement.

Wu Muzhi looked at Chen Fu and shook his head: "It's hard to imagine that you actually caught an owl into the house."

The crow, who has always been uninterested in things other than cultivation, is also looking at Nan at this moment. It is rare for crows to become spirits, and now you can actually see the legendary owl monster.

"I heard that the Immortal Lord has attained the immortal life and should have come to visit him early, but unfortunately the journey is long and I have arrived recently."

Chen Fuliangliang said, "It doesn't matter if you don't come."

Nan Han smiled and said, "Don't worry, Immortal Lord, what you hear is just spreading rumors. My talent has nothing to do with bad luck."

[System: According to data, this is a carnivorous monster with an eye of insight and can see through the essence of everything.]

Chen Fu stared at Nan's closed eyes and fell into deep thought.

"It's worthy of being the Immortal Lord," Nan's perception was very sharp, knowing that Chen Fu was staring at his eyes: "There is no secret in my eyes."

Wu Muzhi frowned: "I'm so arrogant."

Nan smiled slightly and opened his eyes. His eyes were also rare brown. Wu Muzhi suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if he had been seen through.

"It's very powerful, but unfortunately it's not a demon of pure blood."

"That's the end." Wu Muzhi's face changed and he interrupted coldly what he wanted to say later.

Nan closed his eyes again.

Chen Fu couldn't tell what he was going to come. The only thing that was certain was that an owl monster came to visit him in person, not simply a guest.

"To be honest, I have a problem and want to ask the Immortal Lord."

"Didn't it be said to know everything?" The mockery in Wu Mu's mouth was almost substantial.

"That's why I'm very distressed." Nan Shou said leisurely.

He covered one eye with his left hand and opened the other eye again. However, this time, the eyeballs in his eyes disappeared, completely transparent brown, which was very beautiful when he looked at it alone, but when he thought of this being an organ, it became a little scary when he lost some.

Nan faced Wu Muzhi: "I silently recite the doubts related to you in my heart, and gather all my energy to look at my eyes."

Wu Muzhi felt that the owl looked like a charlatan, and out of curiosity, he would do it.

"This is……"

Nan Xiao said: "The answer."

Wu Mu's expression was solemn: "Can your eyes be used to solve doubts?"

Nan nodded: "Anyone can see the answers to questions related to him through my eyes."

Chen Fu analyzed: "Because everyone is equivalent to a piece of white paper in your eyes."

At the moment of insight, all the secrets are hidden.

Nan adjusted his position and changed it to face Chen Fu: "I also thought the scope covered everyone."

Chen Fu narrowed his eyes and said, "What about now?"

Nan smiled mysteriously: "Exceptions appear."

He did not specify it, but said, "Please ask the Immortal Lord to let me stay here for a few days. If possible, I will remember the Immortal Lord's kindness."

Although he was unwilling to make his villa develop into a monster hotel, Chen Fu felt the abnormal temperature in his pocket and nodded in agreement.

When everyone showed great interest in Nan's eyes, Chen Fu quietly walked upstairs and took out the little clay man. In an instant, his eyes were almost stinged by the light.

The faith of the sin fish has not yet fallen, and it hovers over the head of the little clay man. Above it, there is a golden light. Compared with the two, the new golden light is like an exploded mushroom cloud.

Chen Fu looked away. If this light could really fall, how large the light would be.

"Just laugh alone?"

Wu Muzhi didn't know when he would come upstairs.

Chen Fu said: "Don't you think this golden light is a bit too much..."

"It's too exaggerated." Wu Muzhi took over his words and said.

Chen Fu nodded.

Wu Muzhi: "If an owl can cultivate into a spirit, it must have exploited loopholes in the way of heaven. Things related to it cannot be speculated according to common sense."

Chen Fu: "If there is no change in the place where the Jiuyu is, plus the power of Nan's faith, the clay-shaped golden body can be almost done."

Wu Muzhi yawned: "I really don't understand humans. I try every means to remove the demonic energy of the abyss beast, just to prevent Song Tingfeng from being affected and becoming a demon. What are you trying to do?"

Chen Fu: "I hope he will not kill innocent people indiscriminately and destroy the world."

Wu Muzhi woke up from his words.

Chen Fu walked into the room alone, and continued his plan to save the world in obscurity.

No one slept well this night except Chen Fu. The next day, everyone looked depressed, and even the Dragon King could not escape.

Nan was dormant during the day, and his life pattern was completely opposite to that of normal people.

Compared to other people's dark circles, Song Tingfeng had some blood in his eyes.

Chen Fu, who was in the best mental state, was dining gracefully. Song Tingfeng just drank some tea and went back to restoration. Wu Muzhi complained that it must be related to the owl. He put down the bowls and chopsticks and fell asleep directly on the sofa in the living room.

There was a dead silence in the villa.

The sunlight shone into the house, which was clearly a brilliant day, but Chen Fu floated in the living room like a ghost.

He was not interested in Wu Muzhi's sleeping appearance, and suddenly he became a prank and sneaked into Song Tingfeng's room with a carbon pen.

Unexpectedly, the room was empty.

Chen Fu frowned and was about to leave, when Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the half piece of paper exposed under the pillow and pulled it out to see.

I picked it up and realized that it was not a piece of paper, but a painting book. Chen Fu looked at it from the first one, turned back a few pages, and couldn't help but bent his lips.

It is inconsistent with the character of the God of Learning. Song Tingfeng's painting ability is really terrible. It is a praising saying that it is simplified Chinese painting.

Chen Fu barely recognized that the content of the picture was two people building snowmen. It would be much better to turn it back, at least it was not used to piece together people with circles and triangles. Later, the painting skills were qualitatively improved, and it seemed that they had received some time of painting training.

The content of each painting is the same. After watching it for a while, Chen Fu gradually lost his patience and turned directly to the last page. In the snowflakes in the sky, the man in the painting maintained the position he had just turned around, with his eyebrows and eyes very beautiful.

The room was bright, but Chen Fu felt dark in his eyes, and the scene of forcing Xiao Ran to play with him in the past appeared in his mind.

He sat in Song Tingfeng's room for a long time, and he couldn't see his expression clearly with his head down, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Just across a room, Nan sat cross-legged, and Song Tingfeng stood opposite him.

"You disturbed my sleep." Nan's tone was not angry, as if he was just stating a fact.

Song Tingfeng: "I want to ask for some questions."

Nan didn't say anything, so he waited quietly for him to continue.

"Can you still meet someone you love after reincarnation?"

Nan Xiao spoke out, probably knowing that laughing was sarcastic at this time, and explained: "Sorry, I didn't expect you to make such a question."

He could feel the power of curses lingering on Song Tingfeng's body, which was the consequence of the contracted abyss beast. Most of the monks who signed contracts with monsters were decisive, ruthless, and this problem was too emotional.

"I have never seen reincarnation, so I can't give you the answer." Nan said lightly: "The true knowledge I can get is based on what I see with my own eyes."
To be continued...