Early in the morning by Linghe River, Song Leizi took him to the blacksmith shop to get weapons.
But just after taking the weapon, he walked out of the alleyway and saw a figure riding a little white donkey from a distance. Before he could react, the voice of Patriarch Ling came in his head.
"Boy Ling, control your aura!"
Ling Hebian didn't hesitate for a moment and concentrated his breath to the extreme.
Immediately, a cool feeling slowly came from the jade pendant on his chest, and Ling Hebian knew that this was the ancestor who helped him wipe away the breath.
"In order to avoid the other party's spiritual detection, I will seal the spiritual jade. After sealing, the spiritual jade will turn into ordinary jade. From now on, I can only rely on you!"
Linghe stayed for a moment, and the voice in his head suddenly disappeared.
Why does it feel like you are holding back and I will escape first?
After that, he could only follow Song Leizi to greet the mayor, not to mention how nervous he was.
"Old Song, did you just go to the blacksmith shop?"
Bu Fan got off the back of the little white donkey and just glanced at the young man next to Song Lezi. Without thinking much, he looked up at Song Lezi and asked with a smile.
"Yes, although Boss Duan's skills are not as good as the mayor's, they are still much better than those outside!"
Song Leizi grinned, "By the way, Mayor, I forgot to introduce you, this is Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling, come and meet the Mayor!"
"Meet the mayor!"
Ling Hebian still lowered his head and his voice was timid.
"Um!"
Bu Fan nodded. This young man looked a little afraid of strangers.
"Mayor, don't be surprised. This kid has been wandering around with his grandfather since he was a child. Later, his grandfather passed away and ended up living in our town.
I thought this kid was pitiful, so I took him in to work in the escort agency. Although this kid is young, he is a genius in martial arts!"
Song Leizi patted Ling Hebian's shoulder heartily.
"That's right!"
Bu Fanduo glanced at Linghe River.
He could still understand the meaning of Song Lezi's words. He followed his grandfather to wander around, which undoubtedly showed the child's previous identity.
"Are you used to living in a small town?" Bu Fan said with an easy-going smile.
"Why are you so dazed? The mayor is asking you something!"
Song Leizi patted Ling Hebian's head helplessly.
"I am used to it!"
Ling Hebian came to his senses and answered hurriedly.
This time, Bu Fan saw clearly the appearance of Ling Hebian. He was pretty and clean, and quite good-looking.
"That's good. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me anytime!" Bu Fan smiled and nodded.
Looking at the elegant-looking middle-aged man, Ling Hebei was stunned, and quickly thanked him: "I know, thank you, mayor!"
"Mayor, let's go back to the escort agency first. I'll visit your house another day!!" Song Leizi grinned.
"I see you want to drink from my bar!" Bu Fan laughed and shook his head.
"Isn't this the wine from the mayor's house that tastes good?"
Song Lezi was not embarrassed at all after being exposed.
"go Go!"
Bu Fan waved his hands, looking like he was out of sight.
"Then let's go!"
After Song Leizi led Ling Hebian away, Bu Fan also got on the little white donkey and started walking slowly.
Ling Hebian looked back at the figure riding the donkey, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
The ancestor said before that except for monks with higher cultivation than him, it is impossible to sense his monk's aura.
And the ancestor is a Mahayana practitioner, and the mayor didn’t realize that he was a monk, so maybe the mayor’s cultivation level is not as high as that of the ancestor.
But just now, why did the ancestor seal off the spiritual jade as soon as he saw the mayor?
After returning to the escort agency, Ling Hebian handed the weapon to the escort in the escort agency, then said goodbye to Song Leizi and returned to the hut.
"Ancestor!"
Linghe held the jade pendant in his hand, stimulating the spiritual power and pouring the spiritual power into the jade pendant.
"Okay, okay!"
Patriarch Ling's voice rang out from Ling Hebian's mind.
"I know what you are thinking? Are you thinking that the mayor has not discovered your identity? But I can tell you, you are thinking too simply!"
The figure of Patriarch Ling suddenly appeared in front of Linghe River, with his hands behind his back and a heavy look on his handsome face.
"Do you know why I chose to hide when I saw the mayor just now?"
"Why?" Ling Hebian asked confused.
"Because when I saw the mayor, I couldn't feel any breath at all, as if that person was a mortal. This is the most terrifying thing."
Ancestor Ling said in a deep voice.
"Ancestor, what do you mean?"
Ling Hebian listened confused and scratched his head, "Could it be that the mayor is not actually a monk, but a mortal?"
"Mortal? How can you be a mortal if you can arrange such mysterious restrictions?" Patriarch Ling sneered.
Seeing that Ling Hebian still looked confused, he had to explain patiently, "Boy Ling, hiding the cultivation aura can only be used by people with similar cultivation levels.
But for monks with huge differences in cultivation level, it can still be easily felt!"
"I know this!"
Ling Hebian nodded, suddenly, he seemed to understand.
The ancestor’s cultivation is in the Mahayana stage, and even the ancestor cannot feel the mayor’s aura. Doesn’t that mean that the mayor’s cultivation is far superior to that of the ancestor?
"Do you understand?"
Seeing Ling's appearance by the river, Patriarch Ling smiled faintly.
"Well, the ancestor meant that the mayor's cultivation level is far above yours, but why didn't the mayor realize that I was a monk just now?" Ling Hebian still said in confusion.
"There are two possibilities! The first one is that he found you, but your cultivation level is too low, and the other party didn't take it to heart at all. The other possibility is..."
Patriarch Ling paused and did not continue.
"What is it?" Ling Hebian asked anxiously.
"The other party didn't find you because the other party didn't use any monk methods at all. To put it more clearly, the other party is just like a mortal, living in seclusion in this small town!"
Ancestor Ling sighed.
"Why do you do this? We are all monks, so why do we still want to be mortals?" Ling Hebian was even more puzzled.
"Your cultivation is not enough to understand this now. When you reach the stage of spiritual transformation, you will understand that the further you practice, the more you need to return to simplicity!!"
Patriarch Ling shook his head and sighed, "And the mayor is practicing!"
Practice?
Ling Hebian seemed to understand but still asked: "Ancestor, do you think I am in the first situation or the second situation?" ωωw..net
"Second type!"
…
In fact, Patriarch Ling guessed one thing right.
In a small town, Bu Fan usually doesn't use his spiritual sense.
After all, he is not a voyeur.
He has placed warning and other restrictions outside the town. As long as a monk steps into this area, he will be aware of it.
After separating from Song Lezi, Bu Fan was dragged to drink tea by a small town resident.
When it was approaching noon, Bu Fan was going to the market in the town to buy some vegetables, and then he left slowly on his little white donkey.
"Dad, do you think he is the mayor's uncle?"
A childish voice came, and Bu Fan turned around to look.
At this moment, Song Xiaochun’s family is a family of five.
That's right, a family of five.
Song Xiaochun stood on the left and right, Yang Yulan, Luo Qingcheng, and two little guys Jianbao and Laibao ran in front.