Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Li Yawen's expression changed, "This..."
After thinking for a while, Li Yawen said with suspicion: "Mr. Zhang, are you lying to me?
Did your grandfather really leave you such a talisman?
Is there really such a talisman in this world?"
"Before we came into contact with Qin Ben, we didn't know that there were disadvantages to high-level soul summoning bells. Just because we don't know, it doesn't mean that they don't exist in the world."
Zhang Fan replied, "In addition, Master Ouyang and Lao Qitou of the coffin shop have all seen the things my grandfather left for me."
Ouyang had seen the life-changing key left by Zhang Fan's grandfather, and Lao Qitou had seen the spirit-retention talisman left by Zhang Fan's grandfather.
After hearing what Zhang Fan dared to name Old Man Ouyang and Old Qitou, Li Yawen put away his doubts.
"Okay then..." Li Yawen sighed softly, and then said apologetically, "Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry for causing trouble for you."
Zhang Fan waved his hand indifferently, then asked with a smile: "There's no dinner tonight, right?"
Li Yawen smiled dryly and shook his head.
"It's getting late now, let's go have dinner."
Zhang Fan suggested, it is already 5:45 pm.
Although Zhang Fan and Li Yawen are in danger, which makes the two of them feel a little anxious, they have no way to solve their life-threatening situation. They have to live their lives and eat as much as they should. They can only live in hardship. It is easier to find solutions to problems if they have fun, be optimistic, and face the troubles that they cannot solve for the time being with a positive attitude than if they face it with frustration.
"Uncle, this is my friend's first time here. Please take us to a restaurant with your local characteristics so that my friend can also appreciate the characteristics of Tibetan areas."
Zhang Fan smiled.
"no problem."
The old monk agreed happily.
Afterwards, the three of them left the Dafeng Temple together and arrived at a Tibetan-style restaurant nearly ten kilometers away from the Dafeng Temple. At this time, the hotel was already overcrowded, and there was a long queue outside. The old monk took Zhang Fan and the two of them in directly. After arriving at the hotel, I met the hotel owner at the bar. The boss directly arranged a unique private room for the three of them. The hotel owner was very respectful to the old monk. According to the old monk, the old monk once saved the hotel owner's life. Details , Zhang Fan didn’t inquire.
Next to Zhang Fan's private room, there is another room, from which some subtle sounds will be heard from time to time. The content of the sound cannot be heard by ordinary people, but it cannot be hidden from the ears of Zhang Fan and the three cultivators. What they are talking about They were all jokes, so Zhang Fan and the other three didn't pay attention.
Shortly after the three of them sat down, large pieces of yak meat and butter tea were served on the table. Zhang Fan and the other three ate heartily. Li Yawen praised them while eating and gave the old monk a thumbs up.
After drinking for three rounds, Zhang Fan's ears twitched, his brows furrowed, and he uttered a voice of surprise, "Huh?"
Hearing Zhang Fan's voice, Li Yawen and the old monk immediately turned their attention to Zhang Fan.
"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?"
Li Yawen asked.
"Listen to the conversation next door."
Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Li Yawen and the old monk put down their chopsticks and listened carefully to the conversation next door.
Zhang Fan is the closest to the next room and the strongest, so he will be the first to hear the conversation next door.
"Why does the meeting last so long?
cut……
Also, the road at the entrance of Haitangyuan Villa is so wide. In addition to your own parking spaces, there are also many unused underground parking spaces. How could there be a traffic jam?
I think Li Dashan has changed because he has money. He looks down on us poor and lower-middle peasants and no longer wants to be with us."
A high-pitched male voice was heard, and the voice was full of yin and yang.
“Haitangyuan Villa Area?
The community where Qin Ben lives?"
Li Yawen raised his eyebrows.
"right."
Zhang Fan nodded lightly. Before the high-pitched voice sounded, Zhang Fan heard someone say something like this, "Li Dashan's video conference call is over, but there is a traffic jam at the entrance of Haitang Garden. He can't get out of the community. He is on his way here, so let's not be anxious."
Hearing the words "Haitangyuan Villa Area" caught Zhang Fan's attention.
"Old Liu, what you say is too arbitrary. If he really doesn't want to come, he might as well not come at all. Why should he do this?"
A rather rough voice took over.
"Old Chen, you are so naive. If he does something like this, no one can say anything. If he can't say it directly, if this spreads and our classmates find out, how many people will poke his spine, you know what?"
Old Liu said rather disapprovingly, and then he laughed in a mocking tone, "You know how to deliver water, you know how to carry a bucket up the stairs to save energy, haha..."
“What happened to the water delivery?
Who do you really look down on?"
Lao Chen was not a good person and responded angrily.
"Okay... okay... don't make any noise..."
"never mind……"
After everyone tried to smooth things over, the two of them calmed down their anger.
"It seems that this person named Li Dashan should live in the Haitangyuan villa area."
Li Yawen glanced at Zhang Fan and said to the old monk.
Zhang Fan nodded.
"do you know?
There is an expert living in Building 56 of Haitangyuan Villa District.”
At this moment, Lao Liu's high-pitched voice sounded again.
As soon as these words came out, the spirits of Zhang Fan and the three of them were lifted up. The person living in Building 56 of Haitangyuan Villa District was none other than Qin Ben.
"I heard that there was a child in our community who was haunted by evil spirits, and I asked him to get rid of it. However, Qin Ben charges a very high fee, starting at one million a time."
A magnetic male voice took over, "Although the price is high, since then, the child has never gotten sick again, so the million spent is worth it."
"A million dollars is indeed worth saving a life, but the price is still high. My wife also has a goddess in her hometown. People like Taoist priests can solve a problem for no more than 100,000 yuan at most."
A hoarse voice sounded.
"That's not what I'm talking about."
Old Liu took over the conversation, "Ten years ago, Li Dashan was a decorator. His boss took over a lot of decoration work in the Haitangyuan villa area, and these 56 buildings were one of them. Li Dashan worked in it.
There are rumors outside that when Li Dashan was working there, he was inspired by the master Qin Ben, which made him the rich man he is now.
We have been in the same class with Li Dashan for six years, and none of us know who he is. He is dull, taciturn, and very useless. How could he be so capable?"
When he said the last two sentences, Lao Liu's voice was full of disdain.