Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 813

Lin Fan didn't pay too much attention, after all, this guy didn't go into a daze once or twice.

Lin Fan sat next to him and said, "It's boring, isn't it?"

"No, it's very safe and comfortable here." Wang Guocai shook his head, thinking that what Lin Fan asked was that he was staying in the Cangjian Sect and had nothing to do.

"I mean, living is boring." Lin Fan asked.

Wang Guocai fell silent, nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and said, "Yes, a person of my age, logically speaking, either has died, or has both children and grandchildren to support them for the rest of their lives."

"But I am at a loss all day long." Wang Guocai's eyes showed a trace of loneliness: "But I'm fine, it's only been a few decades, when I was in the Ten Thousand Corpse Gate, the stronger the zombie , the more withdrawn the personality, each of them is like a neuropathy."

"Speaking of which, a thousand-year-old zombie like Zombie God is simply the ultimate loneliness." Wang Guocai said: "In the past one or two hundred years, the world will not change too much. Even if the son and grandson die, there will still be great-grandsons and descendants. "

"Even if I don't dare to reveal my identity, I might feel happy if I visit my descendants occasionally."

"But a thousand-year-old zombie like Zombie God doesn't know how much pain and suffering will be in his heart."

The dead spirit in his mouth is naturally the truth. Lin Fan said: "He and Jiang Yingying are living in seclusion now. I don't know how comfortable life is."

"But Jiang Yingying will always die, but he won't," Wang Guocai said.

Lin Fan could feel the loneliness emanating from Wang Guocai.

But such a sense of loneliness is not too strong.

At this moment, suddenly, Huang Xiaowu rushed to the backyard excitedly, he said: "Master, third uncle, the statues are all ready, I have already reported to the master, the master said that at noon today, the disciples of the sect, whoever has Let’s all go to the main square to witness the statue’s inauguration ceremony.”

"Your efficiency is slow enough. It took half a month to fix it." Lin Fan said.

Huang Xiaowu winked at Lin Fan mysteriously: "Isn't this what the master ordered, to make the statue of the master different and attract everyone's attention."

Lin Fan listened to Huang Xiaowu's evaluation of the statue of Rong Yunhe, and gave a thumbs up: "Shang Dao."

Afterwards, he raised his hand and patted Wang Guocai on the shoulder: "Okay, let's eat, and go to see the bronze statue of Xiaowu Nong at noon. People are not alive to be sentimental."

"En." Wang Guocai smiled and nodded.

At noon, the disciples of the Cangjian Sect were crowded with people in the square.

Soon, the crowd parted, and Rong Yunhe, hands behind his back, led Rong Qianqian, Bai Jingyun, Lin Fan, and Wang Guocai towards the three statues in the center of the square.

These three statues are five meters high and are covered with long red cloth.

Most of the Cangjian Sect disciples didn't understand what was going on, they were just summoned here.

Rong Yunhe looked at the three tall bronze statues, and the joy and embarrassment on his face were self-evident.

He knew that the matter of the statue was handled by his disciple and grandson.

I was also secretly happy that Huang Xiaowu had caused many disasters in the Cangjian Sect, and I had been wiping his ass all the time before, it seemed that I didn't do it in vain.

This disciple, go on the road.

In front of the three bronze statues, Huang Xiaowu was standing with his hands behind his back, watching Rong Yunhe and the others with a smile on his face.

"What the hell does Huang Xiaowu want to do?"

"Before he burned more than ten houses in one breath."

"I heard that he still wanted to make alchemy, but in the end he destroyed the alchemy furnace left by our ancestor."

"Not long after he entered the teacher's school, he went around asking others about the method of immortality..."

Everyone discussed, Huang Xiaowu is definitely a celebrity, and he is one of the best celebrities in Cangjian Sect.

Although the realm of strength is not good, but if you can't stand it, you can toss it.

Rong Yunhe and others came to the three bronze statues.

Rong Yunhe put away his smile. After all, he was erecting a bronze statue for him. His face was too happy, and it was not appropriate.

"Huang Xiaowu, what are you doing?" Rong Yunhe asked with a serious face.

Huang Xiaowu made a bow and said loudly: "Report to the sect master, after the apprentice entered the Cangjian Sect, he heard about the great achievements of the ancestors of the past generations, so he dared to build three bronze statues by himself."

"One is for the founder of the mountain. He created the Cangjian Sect. It is an unworldly achievement. A bronze statue should be erected."

"One is for Patriarch Fuxu. He will carry forward and revitalize the Cangjian sect. He should erect a bronze statue."

"The last one is for the sect leader. Under your leadership, the Cangjian faction is thriving and flourishing. It should be a bronze statue."

This is quite clever, it didn't say that it was built for Rong Yunhe, but a bronze statue built for the ancestors of the Cangjian Sect.

The surrounding disciples of Cangjian Sect were a little confused when they heard this.

Statue?

Almost everyone's first reaction was, I'm sorry, why didn't I think of such a method.

This way of flattering is simple.

Some people think that they really have to accept it, no wonder Huang Xiaowu has caused so many disasters in the Cangjian Sect, and he is still safe and unintentional, as far as his flattering skills are, it is unparalleled in the world.

Rong Yunhe frowned, and shouted loudly: "Nonsense! How can I, how can I stand side by side with the founder of the mountain and the ancestor of Fuxu?"

Huang Xiaowu hurriedly said: "Master, eradicate the five great families, otherwise, our Cangjian Sect will only go into decline if the five great aristocratic families eat away at them. Your eradication of them, Sect Master, will bring light to our Cangjian Sect and turn it from decline to prosperity." How can you not be a bronze statue?"

Hearing these words, Rong Yunhe felt at ease.

"The head can afford it." Lin Fan shouted first.

With Lin Fan leading the way, the other disciples also shouted one after another, their voices were quite loud, as if they were afraid that Rong Yunhe would not be able to hear his own voice.

Rong Yunhe saw such a 'love is hard to get rid of'.

He sighed and said, "Hey, if I had known earlier, I would have prevented you from doing this, but since the bronze statue has already been made, I can only reluctantly agree."

The disciples who didn't know it felt that Sect Leader Rong was too modest.

Only Lin Fan, a few insiders, secretly cursed hypocrisy.

Of course, it wasn't the first day Lin Fan knew Rong Yunhe.

Lin Fan opened his mouth and said to Huang Xiaowu: "Since the bronze statue is finished, let the head master see it for himself."

"Yes." Huang Xiaowu lifted the red cloth covering the three bronze statues in one breath.

First, there are the bronze statues of the founder of the mountain and the ancestor of Fuxu. These two bronze statues are powerful, immortal, and upright, so there is no big problem.

But when everyone looked at the bronze statue of Rong Yunhe, everyone was stunned.

After Lin Fan glanced at the bronze statue, his whole body trembled, and he subconsciously cursed: "Damn it."

(End of this chapter)