The old man had already planned to live here but had no idea that his unintentional actions would save him.

He held the small butterfly hairpin in the palm of his hand and rubbed it carefully.

Behind such an inconspicuous little thing is the unrepaired kindness.

"Thank you, thank you! Thank you little girl! Thank you!"

The old man kept thanking him in his heart, but he felt that he was not enough to express his gratitude, so he even knelt down with a plop.

He had only one leg, and the other knee was directly on the ground, and blood was oozing out of the bandage wrapped around his knee.

But the old man ignored it and kept saying thank you.

Cheng Fan sighed slightly, reached out to hold the old man's arm to help him sit down, and then shot a spell to temporarily stop the blood.

"Old man, don't be excited."

"Master of the Observer, please stop using magic power for the old man, you can't do it, you can't do it."

When the old man saw Cheng Fan using magic power for him again, he felt a little uneasy. He sat down like a child who had done something wrong.

Cheng Fan was amused and laughed for a moment, because he was afraid that the old man's wound would break again when he was excited.

Seeing that Cheng Fan was not angry, the old man asked embarrassedly: "What's her name for that child?"

Cheng Fan smiled gently at the old man and said, "Just call her little Nannan. Please come back with me later. I will ask you some things carefully."

The old man nodded gratefully, "As far as you tell me, I will tell you everything!"

Cheng Fan nodded slightly and asked the old man to go back to the observation room. There were two things he wanted to ask clearly.

The first thing is to try to fulfill the old man’s wishes. It is best to let his son take the initiative to welcome the old man home, see his precious granddaughter, and enjoy the joy of family.

The old man is a person with merits, has made meritorious contributions to the country, is upright and kind, and he flew to catch thieves regardless of his age and disability.

No matter what, he deserves a happy and stable old age.

The second thing is to find out what the old man has experienced and why people with merits live so miserable?

Cheng Fan was very confused about this.

If a person with merits falls to this level, it is often because he also has karma. And the karma will often far exceed the merit, which will lead him to such a situation.

Simply put, this person did a lot of good deeds, but at the same time he also did a lot of evil deeds, and the degree of evil was very serious.

But Cheng Fan carefully watched the old man's life experience through his heavenly eyes, and his eyebrows were not entangled with karma, but a very pure good man.

This is also the most puzzled thing about Cheng Fan.

"People, thank you, old man, I feel good now."

The old man's mentality gradually returned to peace, wiped his tears randomly, and Chong Fan showed a bright smile, his eyes narrowed into two slender crescent moons.

Although the old man didn't even have a few teeth left in his mouth, this was the kindest and warmest smile Cheng Fan had ever seen.

Cheng Fan smiled knowingly. The old man seemed to have the motivation to survive well and cheered up again.

Stand up and prepare to bail the old man out.

Just as I was about to turn around, I found the old man lying on the ground, gathering the scattered pork chops and rice together, and stuffing them into his mouth tremblingly.

He didn't care at all that the food was dirty and cold, but instead seemed to be tasting delicious food and eating very deliciously.

Cheng Fan's nose suddenly felt a little sour and said in a warm voice: "Old man, these dishes are cold, and the hot dishes are prepared in the temple. The little Nannan is still waiting for you to have dinner together."

When the old man heard the little Nannan waiting for him, the old man's hand holding the rice froze and quickly put the rice back into the bowl.

His oily hands rubbed his body randomly, but found that his clothes were not clean, so he had to look at Cheng Fan awkwardly.

Cheng Fan pinched the magic trick, and a ball of clear water wrapped around the old man's hands.

"Old man, please wait a moment first. I'll communicate with the law enforcement officer and bail you out."

The old man nodded quickly, leaned his hands on the iron railing, and watched Cheng Fan leave with his eyes eagerly.

When Cheng Fan walked halfway, he saw five street walks lying in a swaying manner.

Shaking his head, Cheng Fan swung his robe, and a breeze blew across their cheeks, and a group of people woke up instantly.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"Ahhhh! Don't call me again! I will never dare to peek at you in the shower again!"

Good guy, this person seems to have had a nightmare, but it is a spring dream.

"Hey? What happened just now? I seemed to have a nightmare."

"So too, I seem to dream of a zombie, and there is a Taoist priest catching zombies!"

"I remember the Taoist priest had a thunder ball in his hand. The boss said it was a fool, and then I didn't remember anything when the lightning flashed."

The boss looked desperate because he saw Cheng Fan as soon as he looked up.

"Brother, why don't you speak?"

The eldest brother glared at the talking younger brother.

My brother doesn’t want to pay attention to you, and now I want to be alone and quiet.

"Ahem, are you talking?"

Cheng Fan coughed lightly, reminding them that he was still there.

Unexpectedly, the four people were shocked by him!

"Damn it! This is the little Taoist priest in the dream!"

"Come to catch zombies?!"

"Is there still thunder in the palm of my hand?"

"Can you knock us out? My hair is still smoking!"

"What's the point of smoking my hair? I'm still smoking my crotch!"

Cheng Fan's mouth twitched slightly. These guys were too tempted, right?

"Everyone, calm down!"

As soon as the boss said something, the younger brothers shut up.

"What do you want, this Taoist priest?"

Cheng Fan said lightly: "Just just now, I made a bet with you and said I could use spells. If you lose, I will be sent by me within a month. Can I still admit the account?"

The four little brothers looked at each other and their heads shook into rattles.

"No! I don't remember!"

"Master, have you found the wrong person? I just woke up."

"That's right, we are all good citizens who are law-abiding and abiding by the public. How could we participate in gambling?"

"How could anyone in this world know magic? Hahaha..."

The younger brother laughed dryly, but found that his boss was staring at his death.

"Stop talking, let's admit defeat."

The strong street slinger's eyes rolled and he said seriously:

"Although our Wuzhenshan boy group has never been recognized by the townspeople, we say we are pests. But one thing is, we did a very good job! Do you know what that is?"

The little brothers shook their heads in a daze.

The boss sighed, glanced at the four younger brothers, and said solemnly: "That's just a spit and a nail! We keep our word and are willing to accept the loss!"

"The immortal master is above, please accept a bow from his disciple Li Meng!"

The little brothers were a little confused.

His own boss actually gave in to a little Taoist priest?

The little brothers who haven’t recalled it yet were shocked by one of them on their foreheads!

"Ouch! Brother, it hurts!"

"Wrong, wrong! Brother, we were wrong! The immortal master is here, please accept me Zhang San..."

"Li Si!"

"Wang Wu!"

"Ermazi!"
Chapter completed!