In the middle of the night, a naughty child ran into the room and said that he was King of Hell. Can you believe it?

What's more, if King Yama looks like this, how can he talk about majesty? How can he intimidate evil spirits?

"Okay, which child are you from? I'll take you home!"

"Great immortal, please spare me. The little ghost is really the King of Yama. I have no words to deceive you. Please don't torture the little ghost anymore. The little ghost really knows that he is wrong."

"If you know you are wrong, then go home honestly!" Lin Fan's stern words were stern.

Which naughty child is this? Why is it so naughty?

go home?

There is not much magic left, so go back to the house.

By the way!

King Yan's mind lit up and presented a portrait of Zhong Kui: "Great Immortal! Do you still remember this painting?"

painting?

Lin Fan saw the portrait of Zhong Kui he gave to the old village chief.

OK, Lin Fan understands.

"What a naughty child, it turns out that he jumped out of the old village chief!" Lin Fan snorted.

The problem is, the old village chief is so old, where does a child pop up?

"I'll go, this is not Cuihua's, right? No, it's impossible. Cuihua is so tough, who can conquer her?" Lin Fan seemed to understand a little, but was a little confused.

No matter what, take it over and ask the old village chief.

King Yama thought Lin Fan understood and trembled: "Great Immortal, I used to be without eyes and deceived you, but now the little ghost realizes that he is so stupid and ignorant."

"Okay, I understand. It seems that you stolen all the murals of the old village chief!" Lin Fan directly pulled King Yan Luo away: "Let's go! If you don't tell the truth, then I'll take you to confront the old village chief!"

"I…"

King Yama was speechless.

Moreover, King Yama was light and fluttering. After Lin Fan pulled it, his whole body floated up like a hydrogen balloon.

At first, there was no feeling.

But when Lin Fan was clenched by his palm, a powerful aura suddenly came involuntarily.

The aura, like the supreme power of heaven, came oppressing.

"This is... the holy energy of heaven!" King Yama was shocked.

The holy energy of heaven is the only saint.

fear!

King Yama was so scared that his soul was so irritated. Could it be that Lin Fan was really the reincarnation of a saint?

The problem is, if the holy energy of the heavenly way is too strong, how can the ghost cultivators in the underworld violate it?

Especially King Yama lost almost all his magic power and could not withstand the deterrence of the holy energy of the heavenly way.

“Ah~”

King Yama screamed in shock, his body and spirit were broken and disappeared.

"kindness?"

Lin Fan was shocked.

I realized that my palms were empty and the strange naughty child was missing.

"I'll go! I'm walking so fast? Why don't I feel it? It's strange, I won't be fucking evil again, right?" Lin Fan became more and more anxious as he thought about it. After all, he had never seen this naughty child at all.

No, I still have to ask the old village chief. Maybe the naughty child may have slipped back to the old village chief’s house.

Lin Fan was uneasy and left in a hurry.

From time to time, I walked to the old village chief’s house.

Seeing the candlelight clear, Lin Fan knocked on the door and called out: "Has the old village chief slept? I'm disturbing!"

Crack ~

When the gate of the courtyard opened, Cuihua jumped out in a state of great joy.

thump!

Cuihua, a big fat figure, pounced heavily on Lin Fan's arms.

"Sir, I know that you must still care about me in your heart."

"I know that in broad daylight, there are many people and eyes, and it is inconvenient for me to get close to me, so I can understand it."

"In fact, you don't have to come to the home secretly in the middle of the night. If you want, you can come to propose marriage tomorrow."

Cuihua's face was moved and her grievances turned into nothing.

"Ahem, Cuihua, don't be impulsive! Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding! You hug me and I'm almost breathless!" Lin Fan's face turned blue and he was almost foaming at the mouth.

"No, no, I understand the gentleman's affection, and I have been looking forward to you."

"Cuihua, I'm really misunderstood. I'm really here to find the old village chief."

"I understand that the gentleman is a gentleman, and it is inevitable that he is implicit. But I am so proactive, so why should I be restrained? If the gentleman is fine, I can get the house tonight."

"Reconcile the house!"

Lin Fan is about to vomit blood.

"Cuihua! It's midnight, why is it so noisy!" The old village chief came to hear the sound.

The savior finally arrived, and Lin Fan was so moved that he burst into tears.

"Old village chief, I have something to look for you, I am looking for you!" Lin Fan seemed to be asking for help.

"gentlemen?"

The old village chief dared not neglect and came in a hurry.

Seeing Cuihua hugging Lin Fan, that would be great.

"Cuihua! Don't be rude to your sir!" The old village chief knocked his crutch heavily.

"yes…"

Cuihua is reluctant to leave, but she is still affectionate with Lin Fan.

"Old village chief, I can see you getting old." Lin Fan hurried forward as if he was out of suffering.

"Sir, I'm not asleep at night. What's the point of coming to my old man's humble house?" The old village chief frowned.

Not to mention, even the old village chief doubted whether Lin Fan was interested in his granddaughter.

"I'm disturbing, but there's nothing big about it. I just want to come over and ask if the old village chief has any relatives from afar and brought a child over?" Lin Fan asked immediately.

"We have lived in seclusion in Taoyuan Village for generations. Mr. knows, where did the old man come from the distant relatives?" The old village chief became even more confused.

"That's strange?"

"Sir, what happened?"

"It was just now that a naughty child ran into my house and made a fuss, and even stole the portrait I gave you."

"portrait?"

"You forgot, didn't you come to me yesterday to ask for a portrait?"

"But old man, I haven't been to the gentleman today, the portrait I brought?" The old village chief was confused.

Damn it!

This is a blame...

"Old village chief, are you confused? Cuihua was there yesterday, and she said she came to apologize to me. If you don't believe me, you can ask Cuihua." Lin Fan was very depressed.

"Grandpa, you did go to Mr.'s place with me yesterday." Cuihua nodded.

"Is that so? Why can't the old man remember anything?" The old village chief was confused.

Don't remember...

Lin Fan's mouth twitched. The old village chief wasn't deliberately pretending to be confused and trying every means to make do with him and Cuihua?

"Old village chief, what happened yesterday, how could you forget?"

"Sir, I'm sorry, the old man has a bad memory recently, and I really forgot."

"But you are not confused."

"That old man has affected the sir?"

"this…"

Lin Fan was speechless.
To be continued...