Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Chapter 177

Li Meng roared out in his voice.

The chirping sparrows on the roof scared him away.

The roar made Cheng Fan's ears hurt.

If Cheng Fan hadn't used mana to protect his ears in time, I'm afraid he would have to have tinnitus for a while.

At the same time, the hunchbacked figure stopped what he was doing, turned his head and shouted, "Why are you yelling so loudly!"

No, Li Meng's second uncle is another big voice.

"Your kid's skin is itchy again, isn't it? What kind of pick-up is Lao Tzu's handicraft, not a leather and meat business!" Li

Meng's second uncle turned around scolding, still carrying a small hammer in his hand.

The moment he turned around, Cheng Fan saw a five-clawed golden dragon with great ingenuity.

The gilded appearance, the majestic momentum, every inch of the scales are shining gold, very dazzling.

The only fly in the ointment is that the eyes of the five-clawed golden dragon have not yet been carved.

This finishing touch, maybe it's going to be left at the end.

Just when Cheng Fan could see it, the second master also noticed Cheng Fan, who was wearing a dark robe.

Cheng Fan's dusty temperament immediately caught his attention.

There was a hint of thought in his eyes.

Slowly asked: "Isn't this little Taoist chief surnamed Cheng?"

Li Meng was stunned when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Second master, how do you know? This is the master of the Dripping Water View, an immortal-like existence."

Cheng Fan felt the gaze of the second uncle of the Li family, came back to his senses, and made a gesture.

"Xiaodao dripping water Guan Daoxuan, indeed surnamed Cheng, I have seen the old gentleman.

When Cheng Fan saluted, he found that the second uncle's eyes were not quite right when he looked at him.

There were some doubts in my heart.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in the eyes of the second uncle.

"Little baby, are you the child who is the head of the Dripping Water View on the mountain?"

Cheng Fan smiled and nodded when he heard this.

Although he has no impression of Li Meng, the second uncle, since he can reveal his identity.

It must be someone who knew Cheng Fan's parents back then, and maybe they are still their pilgrims.

With such a relationship, I suddenly got a little closer.

Seeing Cheng Fan nodding, the second uncle's face was immediately filled with a bright smile, and the folds on his face bloomed.

The second uncle stretched out his calloused right hand, and suddenly found that he was still holding a small hammer in his hand.

Hurriedly put the small hammer on the wooden frame on the side and beckoned Cheng Fan to come and sit.

"Come on, come and sit down! When the old man first saw you, you were a little doll. I didn't expect so many years to pass in a blink of an eye, and you have grown up. "

Adulthood, right? The whole thing is white?" The

second master was very enthusiastic, and he didn't know from which corner he felt out a bottle of two pot heads and two small wine glasses.

Slipped over and handed it to Cheng Fan.

Cheng Fan took the wine glass and smiled helplessly.

"Second uncle, why are you hiding wine again? Didn't the doctor confess, your illness can't be touched by any wine now!" Li

Meng was immediately anxious when he saw this bottle of Erguotou, and he reached out to grab it.

But where will the second master let him succeed?

Raise the little hammer and hit his hand, as if it was not his grandson, but some kind of thief.

"Stinky boy, I'm not drinking alcohol, I'll burp and fart to you now!" "

In front of Cheng Xiaodao, don't give Lao Tzu any face?" "Believe it or not, Lao Tzu hammered you to death

?" "Believe it, believe it, we are your own grandson, aren't we thinking about your body?"

Li Meng was deflated and begged the second uncle for mercy again and again.

But his second uncle is also a tough temper, and he refuses to listen to persuasion.

In desperation, Li Meng had no choice but to look at Cheng Fan for help.

Cheng Fan looked at Li Meng amusedly and nodded.

This usually taciturn, firm and brave macho man, still has such a weak side.

"Don't be angry, old man, sit down first.

Cheng Fan grabbed the old man's wrist, and the second uncle unconsciously sat down with Cheng Fan.

"Well, let's listen to Xiao Cheng. You can call our second uncle. The

second uncle's calloused big hand patted the back of Cheng Fan's hand.

Cheng Fan took the opportunity to use his divine sense to probe the old man's physical condition.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

The second uncle is really an alcoholic person, and a large number of lesions are all over his liver, and he has long been overwhelmed.

If Cheng Fan didn't guess wrong, Li Meng's second uncle may already have advanced liver cancer, and it will be difficult to treat.

Feeling Li Meng's blazing eyes, Cheng Fan shook his head at him, saying that there was nothing he could do.

As a result, the cancer cells have spread beyond the liver.

Second, the second uncle is also old, and it is not far from the limit.

It is already a miracle that the dragon can still carve a five-clawed golden dragon violently.

If you are an ordinary old man, I am afraid that you will be too weak to walk now.

Seeing Cheng Fan shaking his head, Li Meng's face couldn't help but darken.

Even the immortal master is helpless about the second master's condition...

Seeing that the second master and the immortal master were chatting happily, Li Meng quietly left to prepare the meal.

......

"Daoist Xiao Cheng, after so many years, are your parents okay now?" the

second uncle asked in a sighing tone, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Cheng Fan shook his head, "I don't have any news either." The

second uncle's eyes darkened, and he sighed helplessly.

Cheng Fan saw that the old man was a little sad, so he took the initiative to stir up the topic.

He said admirably: "Second master, your five-clawed golden dragon is doing a great job. Is there any story in this?"

"Haha! You kid really has a vision!" Hearing

Cheng Fan's praise for his proud works, the second uncle's eyes lit up suddenly, as if he had endless words, and he introduced them endlessly.

Cheng Fan smiled and nodded, and from time to time raised some of his own opinions and questions.

Usually there is not much to chat with the old man in the house, but now that he has met Cheng Fan, the second uncle has a lot more words.

And the second uncle himself is an extremely talkative old man, when he met Cheng Fan, a person who was willing to listen to his story.

As soon as the conversation box was opened, it was like a surging river, and it was like the Yellow River flooding out of control.

It seems that he wants to tell Cheng Fan about the hard work he poured into this five-clawed golden dragon one by one.

When Cheng Fan asked about the eyes of this golden dragon, the second master smiled.

Asked Cheng Fan: "Little Cheng Dao Chang, why do you think the old man doesn't make this golden dragon's eyeball?" Cheng Fan

asked tentatively: "The finishing touch is the most important, do you want to leave this process for the end?"

The second uncle smiled and shook his head, "No, it's not true."

"The last step of this five-clawed golden dragon should not be taken by the old man. Do you know who I made this golden dragon for?"

Cheng Fan shook his head, waiting for the second master to reveal the mystery himself.

The second uncle smiled, and pointed at Cheng Fan with a big calloused hand.

In Cheng Fan's surprised gaze, the old man said solemnly:

"This five-clawed golden dragon is a gift from the old man to your father!"