Chapter 772 I have something to ask you

But no matter whether it is an enemy or a friend, this is an unborn master. If he does it, it is hard to say which one is better or worse.

Thinking of this, Father Chu made a gesture to the old man he pushed out, signaling it to be calm and not to speak, and it will be difficult to end if it is responsible for being slapped in the face on the spot.

The onlookers who don't know why can't tell how high the cultivation level of the old man is. The simple and unadorned one is more like an ordinary farmer who works at sunrise and rests at sunset.

Therefore, it is not so polite to speak.

"With your poor appearance, how can you be that mysterious man who knows everything."

"That's right, I don't know how much I weigh in the mirror when I take a pee."

……

Hearing the unkind words of the people around him, the old man did not get angry.

The crutch in his hand knocked casually on the ground, and the hard bluestone pavement cracked a gap more than one person, and people kept falling into it.

For a while, the sound of wailing and help was heard endlessly.

The old man turned a blind eye to this scene.

"It's too noisy, won't the roads spread out like this?" the old man said lightly, coughing lightly, like a dying patient, without any visible cultivation.

However, looking at the ground that was smashed open by a crutch, no one dared to underestimate this sloppy looking old man.

In just a few seconds, dozens of onlookers fell into the crack.

The old man took out his crutches and tapped the ground lightly again. This time, without the old man saying a word, the crowd spread wildly into the distance.

The crowd dispersed, and only a man in a blue robe was left beside the old man.

The crutches fell on the ground, the ground did not crack again, but the cracks closed together, and those who fell into the cracks were buried in the ground tightly, leaving no gaps.

"Boy, aren't you afraid?"

Looking at the young man with a cold face and indifferent eyes, the old man asked with a half-smile.

"It's not that I'm not afraid, it's that I know you won't repeat it again." The man said flatly, bowing his hands and bowing respectfully.

"Pretending to be smart..."

The old man snorted lightly, picked up his crutches, and pointed straight at the man's pupils.

Looking at this scene, Chang Yin's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but want to speak.

Lin Zeyu shook his head slightly at Chang Yin. Since he didn't run away in a hurry, he was sure to guarantee his safety.

"Your cultivation base is advanced, and everything about Tianwaitian is in your ears. It just so happens that I have something to ask for advice."

"The few people you removed just now are not ordinary people, but either some gangsters, people who do all kinds of crimes, killing and looting, or some people who hide in the dark without a serious identity."

"This shows that you are not a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately."

"The boy has a clear conscience and has never committed any crimes, so he has nothing to fear."

Lin Zeyu spoke clearly, neither humble nor overbearing.

The old man listened calmly, without saying a word.

"Ask me? Don't you know the rules of the deity?"

"I don't know." Lin Zeyu answered honestly.

Lin Zeyu really didn't know about this legendary mysterious figure.

"If you don't know, you dare to speak nonsense here."

The old man's crutch touched Lin Zeyu's chest, and with a light blow, Lin Zeyu's body fell back a few steps, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you, senior, for not killing me." The first thing Lin Zeyu did when he staggered to the ground was to thank the old man.

The onlookers were a little dazed, and of course some people who didn't know the situation secretly scolded Lin Zeyu in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)

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