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Chapter 275 Can't remember
"Seniors also know about the Air Force?"

Fang Zelin was startled when he heard this.

How could this senior know the language of the earth, could it be that people with Yanxia also started to practice?

Hearing this, the old fisherman couldn't help but sighed.

This doll is good everywhere, but every time it comes in, it forgets everything.

I don't know why, but every time I come in, I have to repeat some strange words, which is very helpless.

For example, you must ask yourself if you are Jiang Taigong, or if you are in the Air Force or something.

It's really weird.

But apart from these, this doll is very good.

Among today's monks, this doll is like being favored by heaven, and entering Wenwen Mountain is as easy as returning home.

"You doll, go there quickly, someone is asking you to play chess."

The old fisherman was lazily repeating what he said before, and immediately waved his hand, signaling Fang Zelin to hurry over and play chess.

After Fang Zelin came in, the veteran over there played chess with Fang Zelin every time.

"Xiaoyou Fang is here, hurry up and play chess."

As soon as the fisherman's words fell, he saw the old man in the distance beckoning to Fang Zelin, motioning for Fang Zelin to come over.

Fang Zelin was puzzled when he heard the words, but he still followed.

"Senior, do you know me?"

Fang Zelin came to the front, sat down unceremoniously, and asked a little puzzled.

"You've come in so many times, I won't be surprised when I know what your name is."

Are these fellow daoists able to pinch and count?
Hearing this, Fang Zelin couldn't help thinking to himself.

However, Fang Zelin didn't think too much about it. Out of his trust in the practitioners in this world, Fang Zelin didn't think that the other party would harm him.

If you know what your name is, then you know it, it's no big deal.

"Come on, play chess."

The old man made a move at Fang Zelin, but there were no chess pieces on the chessboard in front of him.

Fang Zelin subconsciously picked up the sunspot.

He wasn't very good at chess, and he used black pieces to show that he was a junior with weaker chess skills, which was also showing respect for the opponent.

Sunspot fell and occupied a corner of the star.

It's quite satisfactory, nothing too surprising.

Lao Dao and Fang Zelin have played chess too many times.

Seeing Fang Zelin drop a child at this moment, it is very likely that Fang Zelin also dropped a child.

The chess pieces in the hands of the two began to fall continuously, while Wu Ling stood aside and watched.

After a while, Wuling felt a little bored.

She is not good at this way, so naturally she can't see much danger in it.

Soon, she noticed the boy beside her, and stared at him.

The boy looks very small, but I look very mature and stable.

After looking at Wuling for a while, he put his hands on his hips and looked at Wuling.

"You doll is very good, with a pure heart, and now you have walked on this avenue, and your practice will be limitless in the future!"

Listening to the boy's old-fashioned words, Wuling couldn't help but burst out laughing.

His eyes narrowed into crescent moons, "You are a very nice doll, you have a good eye for seeing people, but I don't know if you can tell me a few words, how should I practice next?"

When the original boy heard the first half of the sentence, his face was also full of enjoyment.

But after hearing the second half of the sentence, his face couldn't help but collapse.

A few words of advice?

Although he has been with the old Taoist for a long time, it is completely impossible for him to say a few words of advice to the other party.

Where does he have that kind of Taoism and understanding of Taoism.

"Why, the doll doesn't know how to give directions?"

Seeing the other party's embarrassment, Wu Ling was very happy, and couldn't help chasing after the victory.

The boy snorted when he heard the words, but he didn't want to talk anymore.

This made Wu Ling look at Zhi Le.

The two were bickering at the side, but Fang Zelin was watching the chess game with more and more chess pieces, and his brows gradually frowned at this moment.

No matter how this chess game looks, there is something wrong.

It's like, this is exactly what this old man is planning against himself.

"With such chess skills, I eat all the chess pieces I have placed. It seems that I still have a lot of chess pieces, but they have already been disintegrated. There is nothing to show, and the full chess game makes people have nowhere to exert their strength."

"This kind of chess game makes me feel a little furious when I play this game."

Fang Zelin threw Heizi to admit defeat, and couldn't help rubbing his brows.

At his level, it's really weird to be able to play chess like this.

But that's what it is.

In this game of chess, various feelings of uselessness and being played by others came one after another.

Under such circumstances, Fang Zelin had a good temper, and felt that his temples couldn't help but thump.

When the old Taoist heard this, he couldn't help but stroked his beard, this doll is very nice.

Every time I leave here, the memory will disappear.

But at any rate, it still retains a lot of foundation.

For example, this game of chess.

In the past, how could Fang Zelin in front of him understand this level of meaning.

Now that the other party can understand this level of meaning, it is already possible.

"This chess game is indeed the case, and do you know that maybe when you were practicing, someone else made a layout against the monks?"

The old Taoist looked at Fang Zelin and said seriously.

Fang Zelin was startled when he heard the words, and subconsciously thought of the Beiliang Overseas Monster Clan.

Does the senior in front of you know about this?

"Senior knows, who were the two monks who were killed by the overseas demon clan outside Dagan?"

When Fang Zelin said this, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

He's been looking for that guy for a long time, but he hasn't found any real clues.

And could this senior figure it out?

"Pindao doesn't know about this."

When the old man heard this, he immediately shook his head.

They don't know anything about the outside world.

Trapped here is almost isolated from the world, how can I know every bit of the outside world.

What he wanted to mention to Fang Zelin was the problems he might encounter in the future.

Although I mentioned it now, Fang Zelin forgot about it when he turned around.

But more or less it left a little impression on the other party, and it might be able to play some role in the future.

It's like Fang Zelin has come in for countless times, but he can't remember them.

But some instinctive thoughts were also subtly influenced by the other party.

For example, after the other party came in, they came directly to them.

This kind of influence is more profound, and it will naturally be used in the future.

"What does the senior mean?"

Looking at the chess game in front of him, Fang Zelin always felt that the opponent seemed to have something to say.

"There are people in the world who have the luck of the race and the luck of the monster race, so do you know the luck of the cultivators?"

The old Taoist didn't answer the words, but instead asked a question that made Fang Zelin a little confused.

At this moment, Wuling listened with a confused look on her face, because she didn't know about it either.

(End of this chapter)