"Brother, you're up early!" Lin Zhengtian walked down the stairs and smiled when he saw Xiao Fan sipping tea on the sofa in the living room early in the morning.
"Yeah!" Xiao Fan smiled.
Last night, he absorbed all the Spiritual Qi in the emeralds he brought back in one breath. Suddenly, he felt much better. He had to sleep before, but now he didn't need to sleep at all.
"Old Man Lin, your place isn't bad, but the bed is too soft. I can't get used to it. Can't you make a hard bed?" The skinny and wretched old Taoist walked down the stairs and complained.
Lin Zhengtian rolled his eyes at the skinny and wretched old Taoist.
Who didn't like to sleep on a soft bed? There were even people who thought that a hard bed was more comfortable than a soft one.
What was more annoying was when you visited someone else's house and complained that the host's house wasn't comfortable. It was infuriating.
If not for the fact that they knew each other, Lin Zhengtian would have beaten him up.
Zhang Feiyang finished washing up and walked down the stairs.
"Oh right, Brother, here's your ID and household register. It's done!" Lin Zhengtian walked into the study and took out the household register. He handed it to Xiao Fan and said, "You guys came back late last night, so I didn't mention it. Here you go!"
"Thank you, Brother Lin!" Xiao Fan took it with a smile.
"However, the passport to America is still being processed. The herbs are still lacking. You'll have to wait for a few more days!" Lin Zhengtian said.
"It's okay. I can wait. Thank you for your concern!" Xiao Fan thanked him.
"Come, come, come. Let's eat!" Lin Zhengtian said warmly.
The skinny and wretched old Taoist sat at the dining table and took out a small silver wine flask. He took a sip of the Taibai Immortal Wine before starting to eat.
"Hmm? Old man, what wine is this? Why is it so fragrant? Let me try it! "
Lin Zhengtian's nose twitched when he smelled it. His eyes lit up as he stared at the skinny and wretched old Taoist, and he asked anxiously, "What are you waiting for?"
"No, this is all I have now. It's not enough for me to drink!" The wretched skinny old Daoist immediately put away the wine pot with lightning speed and hid it tightly in his arms. Then, he glared and said.
"Old thing, are you going to give it to me or not?"
Lin Zhengtian's heart was itching. He smelled the gradually dissipating wine fragrance in the air and continuously swallowed. When he saw that the old daoist priest was unwilling to give it to him, he immediately stood up and walked over. He looked at the old daoist priest with an unfriendly expression, planning to take it by force.
"Old Man Lin, I'm telling you, you better not do anything. You're no match for me. Don't blame me if I accidentally break your arms and legs!" the shriveled old Daoist yelled at Lin Zhengtian, who was walking over as if he was about to snatch the treasure.
"Then why don't you try?" Lin Zhengtian didn't care at all. He snorted coldly and said, "As long as you have the nerve to do it, go ahead and do it!"
"You …!" The shriveled old Daoist priest was furious. Then, he said angrily, "Didn't you just save me once back then? You only know how to threaten me with that! "
"A drop of water should be repaid with a spring. What's more, I saved your life!" Lin Zhengtian chuckled. "Of course, you can also go against your conscience and bite the hand that feeds you. Don't worry, no one will say anything!"
"Damn you!" The shriveled old Daoist priest was so angry that he couldn't do anything to the shameless Lin Zhengtian.
"Old Brother Lin, I brewed this wine. Because the production is a little low, I couldn't bring it to you. But don't worry, I'll send you a bottle in two days so you can enjoy it!" Xiao Fan said with a smile.
"Old Brother Lin, you brewed it? That's great!" Lin Zhengtian was overjoyed. "Then you must bring me a bottle. Your Old Brother Lin can't live without wine!"
"Of course!" Xiao Fan said with a smile again.
"Alright, alright, Old Man Lin, my master has already said that you just have to wait for two more days. Hurry up and return to your seat!" The wretched and skinny old man immediately began to push Lin Zhengtian away.
"Your master?"
Lin Zhengtian's smile froze when he heard that. Then, he looked at the shriveled old Daoist priest and Xiao Fan with a strange look in his eyes.
Actually, Lin Zhengtian had felt that the relationship between Xiao Fan and the shriveled old Daoist priest was very strange ever since Xiao Fan and the shriveled old Daoist priest arrived yesterday. It was as if the shriveled old Daoist priest respected Xiao Fan very much. It was as if … the shriveled old Daoist priest was Xiao Fan's servant.
But, this was really strange!
Lin Zhengtian knew a little about the shriveled old Daoist priest. Although the old man was very annoying, he did have special abilities that ordinary people didn't have. He was a very capable person.
Lin Zhengtian still remembered the scene when the shriveled old Daoist priest displayed his true abilities in front of him. That scene shocked him so much that he couldn't speak for a long time.
But, why would a capable person like him lower himself to become a young man's servant?
No matter how he thought about it, it didn't make sense.
But now, he really did call him 'master' and didn't have any intention of denying it. This meant that his feeling was right. The shriveled old Daoist priest really became Xiao Fan's servant?
All of this made Lin Zhengtian's jaw drop.
"Alright, Old Man Lin, there are some things that you don't understand!" The shriveled old Daoist priest looked at Lin Zhengtian's expression and said nonchalantly, "Even if I tell you, you won't understand!"
"Forget it if you don't want to tell me!"
Lin Zhengtian snorted and looked at Xiao Fan. Seeing that Xiao Fan didn't seem to have any intention of explaining and only smiled without saying anything, Lin Zhengtian had no choice but to stop asking and return to his seat.
"Alright, alright, I'll share some with you!" The shriveled old Daoist priest took a cup and poured half a cup into it with a pained expression. He handed it over reluctantly.
Lin Zhengtian's eyes lit up immediately. He snatched the cup, tilted his head back, and drank it in one gulp.
"Good wine, good wine!" Lin Zhengtian's eyes lit up as he praised loudly.
"Of course …!" The shriveled old Daoist priest said proudly. But before he could finish, he was interrupted.
"Grandpa, Grandpa!" Lin Yueru ran in hurriedly and called out anxiously.
"What's wrong? Yueyue? "Lin Zhengtian stood up immediately.
"Grandpa, didn't you go out to collect herbs a few days ago? Did you collect the bear's gallbladder? "Lin Yueru asked anxiously.
"I did!" Lin Zhengtian nodded. "But there was only one. It was …!"
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