Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

To say that he was fighting for it was just to give other people face, because in his heart, this was still just fun.

"Yes... no problem. Mr. Fang is so capable, he can definitely take a shot." Chen Guosheng quickly agreed.

Although everyone on the crew had seen Fang Lin, but he really wanted to dance in Songshan Mountain, his appearance once again attracted a lot of complicated looks.

Along the way, Fang Lin kept chatting with Gao Meilan. Maybe he had something in mind, so he casually asked about Seoul Province.

Speaking of Seoul Province, Gao Meilan is familiar with many places, because she has not only sung in Seoul, but also filmed.

"To be honest, Seoul has changed a lot. It used to be a mountain city, but now it is full of wealthy people. However, my biggest impression is still chaos.

The major forces are running rampant and domineering. Even if you see someone attacking someone with a knife on the street, that is nothing new. Even though a lot has really changed, private fights are still common.

how? Do you want to go to Seoul? I'll go with you! It just so happens that I want to hold a concert there. "

After introducing the people and customs of Seoul, Gao Meilan sighed, and suddenly said very excitedly.

"Let's talk about it later!" Although Fang Lin had made up his mind, he still said ambiguously.

Suddenly, a rapid roar sounded in my ears, and the sharp car honking never stopped. A bright red Ferrari FF whizzed past in front of me, careening all the way, completely ignoring the traffic lights.

"You are really lacking in quality." Gao Meilan said coldly with a look of disgust.

"Understand, there are dying patients in the car. And the driver's skills are good. Although he ignores traffic rules, he is very stable." Fang Lin said casually.

"Okay! I can only hope that nothing will happen to him! This is too dangerous. You might not be able to save anyone, but you might get yourself involved."

If it was their first time meeting each other, Gao Meilan would definitely laugh at Fang Lin. Because just now the other party flashed

However, except for him, I'm afraid no one saw what was going on in the car.

"Don't worry! It's okay. He will stop soon, because the patient can no longer hold on to the hospital."

But Fang Lin's ability goes far beyond that. He not only saw clearly the appearance of the patient in the car, but also the illness on his body, so he spoke with great certainty.

"cut……"

"Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"A man's mouth is so deceptive. I guess Miss Gao was deceived by his eloquent words."

"Do you really think you are a god? Can you control the life and death of others? You can see this."

Fang Lin's voice was not loud, but it was enough for people around him to hear clearly.

Although he knew that he was very powerful, anyone who heard what he just said would probably sneer at him.

Gao Meilan was present, and no one dared to say anything to Fang Lin, but the surrounding crew members all sneered with disdain in their hearts.

However, after two minutes' drive, the sports car parked on the roadside in front truly verified Fang Lin's words.

I saw a middle-aged man in his thirties squatting beside the car and crying, with many onlookers already gathered around him.

The ambulance that arrived was also parked nearby, but they had chosen to give up and joined the crowd of onlookers to comfort the man.

"Hey, Mr. Fang, you really hit the mark."

"How amazing! Mr. Fang, how did you do it?"

"Help me see how long I can live!"

The accurate prediction of God made everyone stunned, and then came

A swarm of swarms gathered around.

Some stretched out their hands to show their palms, and some simply moved their faces forward, as if they regarded Fang Lin as a fortune teller.

"Please stop." Fang Lin suddenly shouted decisively.

"Go back, go back. Mr. Fang, what's wrong?"

Chen Guosheng did not dare to offend Fang Lin, so he quickly coaxed everyone away and asked with a smile.

"It's okay. I'm going to check on the children in the car. Director Chen, I won't be able to keep you up for long."

"No problem, no problem. If Mr. Fang feels tired, we can find a hotel at the foot of Songshan Mountain to rest for the night."

In addition to relying on Fang Lin in "New Top of the Forbidden City", Chen Guosheng respects him more. After all, he is also his savior.

Chen Guosheng quickly urged the driver to back off and accompanied Fang Lin and Gao Meilan out of the car.

"The dead cannot be resurrected, sir. It's useless for you to hold on to me! There is no sign of life at all. My condolences."

Unable to accept the reality, the middle-aged man suddenly became manic. He grabbed the doctor's head and pushed him into the car, completely ignoring the persuasion of the people around him.

"Ah...there is a knife."

What no one expected even in their dreams was that the middle-aged man suddenly took out a pair of scissors from his arms, and without knowing what dialect he spoke in his mouth, he swung the scissors around wildly and forced everyone around him to retreat.

Suddenly, the man felt a soreness in his wrist, as if it was clamped by steel pliers. Not only was it painful, but he was also unable to move at all.

"Anyone who can afford such a luxury car must be a capable person. You are really a special case!"

It was Fang Lin who grabbed the man's wrist, and he sneered casually.

No one knows when Fang Lin

The man was under control, but no one was pursuing this at this time. Instead, they were thankful that someone had restrained the crazy guy.

Otherwise, no one knows, will he be injured? Will the doctor be injured?

But what made everyone more confused was that the man was babbling and roaring. It seemed that he was venting his dissatisfaction, or replying to Fang Lin's words, but no one could understand him.

"how so?"

"Did he see a ghost? A good person suddenly went crazy and couldn't even speak."

"That's right! I thought it was a dialect before. How can there be such a dialect in the world? I can't understand a single word."

"It's strange, how can such a young man not even speak Mandarin?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man had been controlled, the doctor finally escaped and simply checked the man's facial features and pulse regardless of previous suspicions.

But shaking his head helplessly was the answer. He didn't know what was going on with this man?

After carefully observing the man's body with clairvoyance, he was very healthy and had no abnormalities.

Moreover, there was no trace of Yin evil aura. He had once suspected that Gao Zihui had the same method of hiding Yin evil aura, but Fang Lin had also tried it with his vitality, and it didn't exist at all.

This made Fang Lin feel a bit tricky. He drove a million-level luxury car and was well-dressed. There should be no such person who couldn't speak Mandarin.

Perhaps the most reasonable explanation is that evil spirits are causing trouble, but Fang Lin is certain that there are absolutely no evil spirits in this man. This should be some kind of very strange disease.

"Now, all you need to do is nod and shake your head." Fang Lin let go of the man and said.

Sure enough, the man understood Fang Lin's words and nodded with tears in his eyes.