Chapter 112: Hidden village

In the afternoon, he had to go to class. Lin Tian also had to perform his duties as a bodyguard. He hurried back to the shore of Ming Lake from Mission Hills, and accompanied Xu Tangge and Tang Qianqian to school.
It has been more than half a month since school started, and Lin Tian has also adapted to his status as a student. After the afternoon class was completed honestly, he sent Xu Tangge's two girls back, and went out to buy vegetables.
Some time ago, Aunt Wang had already asked for leave, and half a month had passed and she hadn't come back. Everything about dinner was done by Lin Tian.
"Here is a bodyguard, it's a full-time nanny! However, this kind of life full of fireworks is also extremely fulfilling, unlike the previous life blindly immersed in practice, which is very boring..."
In the evening sun facing the sky, Lin Tian walked alone to the vegetable market, but he was walking through the crowd at this time, but his thoughts were far away. Tens of thousands of years in his previous life seemed to have turned into golden light of the setting sun a few meters away from his toes. It's so close, but it's out of reach with endless time.
Lin Tian's expression was a little dazed, and he seemed to feel something. He stopped by a small leisure park, and in a clearing, he slowly played one of the eighteenth Xianwu styles-Lantian beat!
At this time, Lin Tian was hitting the sky, very slowly, slower than the Taijiquan performed by grandparents in the park.
Every move is one, but it's slow, but it looks soft and powerless.
But at this moment, Lin Tian looked at the sunset in the sky, but was immersed in a mysterious state.
One sweep, one draw, one twist, one combination, and one package all seemed to turn the whole world back.
"Past life is just a dream, maybe I was in a dream in my previous life, or maybe I woke up from a dream in this life... That practice, I cultivated not Dao, but a vast time!"
Lin Tian stared at the sky blankly, whispering to himself, the fist in his hand turned into a sledgehammer, he slammed, and there was a muffled sound. The void in his hands collapsed suddenly and shattered. It broke into pieces, and then re-bridged again, all of which fell into the eyes of ordinary people, but there was no strangeness.
"Let the sky beat-complete!"
Lin Tian woke up from the wonderful state of cultivation, with a smile on his lips.
The thoughts just now drifted and felt a little bit. Unexpectedly, he stopped practicing, and he even improved his tactics from childhood to perfection.
"Young man, what kind of boxing do you practice? Looks good, old man, I still have some understanding of Chinese martial arts boxing, why haven't I seen it!"
At this time, an old voice came from the side, and Lin Tian turned his head to look, only to see an old man in tunic suit looking interested.
Lin Tian shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just a random punch!"
"I don't look like it!"
The old man in the tunic suit obviously didn't believe it, and his eyes lit up slightly and said: "How about we had two tricks?"
Two tricks?
Lin Tian looked at the 70-80-year-old man before him, frowning, he was about to refuse, and the old man opposite seemed to see his doubts and hurriedly said.
"Young man, don't look down on me, the old man. Although I am a little bit older now, I don't lose the slightest amount of punches when I was young! Come on..."
The old man in the tunic suit didn't seem to want to give Lin Tian a chance to refuse, so he immediately put on a posture and blasted over with a powerful punch.
Reluctantly, Lin Tian could only put away all his qi, and at the same time restrained his strength as much as possible, using the tricks of holding the sky to beat the old man.
However, even if it is so, Lin Tian's attacking the sky is still full of power.
The old man in the tunic suit is obviously a complete trainer, and he hasn't fallen in the slightest.
However, a few minutes later, the old man in the tunic shook his head and took his hand, and said a little bit of breath: "Hey, I'm really old, I have to fight again, old man, I have to be defeated! But, you have to fight with the guy, it's really fun! Haha... …Old man, my surname is Yu, next time we come here to have a discussion!"
Seeing Yu Lao's persistent look, Lin Tian could only agree with a wry smile.
But when he left, his brows wrinkled, because he found a very strange aura in the old man, with a trace of evil, which was very similar to the demonic aura he knew in the previous life.
It's just that Lin Tian didn't delve into it, he was just an old man who met by the water.
After buying vegetables, returning to the villa to make dinner, and having dinner with the two college flowers, Lin Tian left Minghu Lake and headed to Mission Hills under the doubts and contempt of the two girls.
After entering the villa on the island in the lake, Lin Tian couldn't wait to take out the picture scroll, looked at the weird and messy patterns on the picture again for a while before sinking into his mind and checking the Nine Turns Chaos Bead.
The mysterious beads are the size of a pigeon egg, suspended there quietly, surrounded by nine magic beads, and there are only phantoms above, which seem to be filled.
Soon, Lin Tian saw a pattern similar to that on the scroll on the magic bead with a trace of fiery red.
It is a pity that there is only a small part of the similarity, it seems that the picture on the scroll is incomplete.
After playing around for a while, Lin Tian didn't see why, so he could only give up temporarily and put away the picture scroll.
At this moment, the phone just rang, and it was from the female disciple Qian Xiaohui of Gu Liushui.
Lin Tian did not shy away, and directly asked him to drive to the street at the entrance of the Guanlan Mountain Villa.
Qian Xiaohui drove a black Ricky car, which matched her taciturn personality.
When Lin Tian got on the car, Qian Xiaohui only glanced at the direction of the Guanlan Mountain Villa area with envy, and started the car.
In her opinion, what made Bai Xiaoshuai bow his head respectfully and let the master value him, his background is certainly extraordinary, and it is only natural to be able to live in this Guanlan Mountain villa area.
"Underground antique exchange meeting, how many times have you been to?"
Looking at Qian Xiaohui who was focused on driving, Lin Tian broke the silence and asked.
Qian Xiaohui glanced at the rearview mirror and said softly: "I've been there once! I went with the master!"
"Is that place in the suburbs?"
Seeing the car heading towards the suburbs west of Bincheng, Lin Tian was a little surprised.
"Well, those things are not coming from the right way, they are illicit goods, so naturally they should be hidden!"
Qian Xiaohui nodded gently and replied.
But the place where the exchange meeting was held was farther than Lin Tian expected.
The car left the city, and then along the country roads on the outskirts, bypassing mountain after mountain, driving for nearly an hour before reaching the entrance of a mountain col.
From the entrance, scattered lights can be seen. Obviously, the underground antique exchange meeting should be held inside.
I'm really looking for a place, it's more than secret here, it's isolated from the world!
Lin Tian looked outside curiously and couldn't help but think.
At this time, I saw from a distance under the mountain col, there was a spacious field with a line of luxury cars parked, which made Lin Tian couldn't help but marvel.
"Here is a village called Gulongzhuang. The people in it have started with antiques for generations! The antiques exchange meeting has been held for more than ten years! Therefore, outsiders don't call it Gulongzhuang, but antiques!"
Qian Xiaohui parked the car on the field and introduced to Lin Tian.
interesting! Hope you can gain something!
Lin Tian had curiosity and excitement on his face. It would be a worthwhile trip if he could encounter good alchemy refining tools and even formation materials, or some finished magical tools.