Nodding, Little Cherry still dared to say no now, so she could only be obedient.
Seeing this, Ling Tiancai nodded with some satisfaction, and then said: "Let's be careful now. Not only do we have to face the dangers brought by the war tombs, but we also have to be alert to sneak attacks from other war sects at all times."
"Brother Ling, the area of the war tomb is too big. Where should we go to find the inheritance of the war saint?" The speaker was Fu Bo, a fat man with a fat head and big ears. From a distance, he looked like a ball of flesh.
Regarding this matter, Ling Tian was also at a loss. After all, the most important thing for them to do when entering the war tomb was to find the inheritance of the war saint. But after entering, they realized that the area of the war tomb was simply too large. It was difficult to find the war tomb in such a vast space. The Holy Inheritance is basically looking for a needle in a haystack.
Looking at the four people in front of him, Lin Fan finally decided to give it a try and said, "Brother Ling, I have a way, maybe I can find the inheritance of the War Saint."
Hearing what the young man said, everyone was overjoyed and asked in unison: "What can we do?"
Then Lin Shao pointed to the little pig who seemed very comfortable in Little Cherry's arms and said, "That's it."
"Little meat dumplings?"
Seeing the young man nodding, all four of them had doubts on their faces, especially Xiaoying, who looked disbelieving and said, "How can Xiaorouduan help us find the inheritance of the War Saint? Lin Fan, don't you?" Is this a joke?"
"I don't have time to joke, but you know, we only have three months. If we can't find the War Saint inheritance within three months, we can only choose to leave."
"But Xiaorouduan can lead us to find the inheritance of the Saint of War. It's really unbelievable."
The others seemed to want to say something else. Ling Tian waved his hand and said, "Don't make any noise, I believe Brother Lin."
Now that the matter has reached this point, Mr. Lin has no intention of hiding it any longer. He then tells the story of Xiaorouduan's treasure-hunting powers, but he doesn't say a word about the nine fire dragons in the Burning Sky Mirror. Not mentioned.
After listening, the four people looked a little shocked and looked at the little meatball in Little Cherry's arms. If Lin Fan hadn't said it, they wouldn't have believed that this little pig who looked like a monster actually had such magical powers. , it is really unbelievable and unbelievable.
"Brother Lin, if that's the case, then let's give it a try. No matter what, we have to use various methods, because the inheritance of the War Saint is simply too important to the sect."
Nodding, Master Lin also knew this very well. Not to mention the human-level war sects, even the earth-level war sects, and even the heaven-level war sects, a war saint was no small matter.
Taking the piggy from Little Cherry's hand, Lin Fan looked at Little Cherry's reluctant look and said with some humor: "You have to remember clearly, the little piggy is not yours, but mine. I'm just lending it to you temporarily." You, when you leave the war grave, you must return it to me."
First, there was a trace of disappointment on his face, and then he seemed to have thought of something. Little Cherry said happily: "Brother Fan."
"Wait a minute, don't call me Brother Fan yet. I can't afford this Brother Fan. There might be some kind of trap waiting for me to get into."
With a smile, Little Cherry now acted as if a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and said shamelessly: "Brother Fan, can I discuss something with you, a very simple thing."
"cannot".
Without any hesitation at all, Lin Fan refused directly. It was a joke. Although Little Cherry hadn't said what it was about yet, Lin Shao felt like Ming Jing, what else could he do besides want his own little flesh.
If Fen Tianjing and Xiaozhu were put before him now and he had to choose, there is no doubt that he would choose Xiaozhu 100% without any consideration at all. Even if all the treasures were added up, even if he became a strong God of War, the same would happen. in this way.
Seemingly ignoring Mr. Lin at all, Little Cherry smiled and said, "Brother Fan, I have a treasure on me that you must have never seen before. See if you can exchange it with your little meat ball."
"cannot".
Lin Fan was not surprised at all when he heard what Little Yingying said. As expected, Little Yingying was plotting against his little meatball. Fortunately, he kept his mouth shut, otherwise Little Yingying would have taken advantage of him.
Little Cherry seemed to want to say something else. Ling Tian's face turned cold and said: "Little sister, don't mess around. If you do this again, I will definitely report it to my father. If you take any action in the future, I will never let you participate again." .
"If you don't change it, don't change it. What's the big deal? Huh, stingy." The poutiest Lao Gao looked at the little meat ball in the boy's arms in front of him. Little Cherry's eyes never left.
"Brother Lin, I'm so sorry. Little Cherry has been spoiled by me. If nothing unexpected happens, we might as well start now."
Nodding, Lin Fan also wanted to find the War Saint inheritance as soon as possible, and then waited for the war tomb to open again and left. Then he looked at the little meat ball in his arms and said softly: "Little meat ball, now Brother Fan has something to do for you. If you agree, how about Brother Fan treating you well in the future?"
He shook his head, and then the little pig's cute little mouth began to chatter. As for what he was saying, no one among the five people present could understand clearly.
"Brother Lin, what are you talking about?"
"I don't know." Lin Fan has never understood Xiaozhu's language. At first, he had a white fox as a translator, so he could usually understand Xiaozhu's meaning correctly. Now that he has entered the war tomb, without the white fox as a translator, for Xiaozhu Young Master Lin really didn't know what it meant.
They were completely depressed now. There was no white fox to translate, and they couldn't understand what Xiaozhu was saying. What should they do? After all, without Xiaozhu's help, finding the inheritance of the Saint of War would be like finding a needle in a haystack.
"You can't even understand the little pig's words. It will follow you. I'm really speechless. Stop guessing. The little pig is hungry. Get him something to eat quickly."
Lin Fan was speechless when he heard the message from the God of Death. Why did he mean that he couldn't even understand the little pig's words, and the little pig kept following him? Could it be that if he couldn't understand the little pig's words, the little pig couldn't follow him? What is the logic.
"What do piggies like to eat?"
"Brother Lin, who were you talking to just now?"
"I think he must be possessed by a ghost because he is talking to himself."
Hearing what Ling Tian and Little Cherry said, Lin Fan was suddenly shocked. He was so excited that he forgot that there were four people around him.
No matter what, my cultivation level has not yet reached the realm of the King of War, so I cannot transmit sounds with my spiritual consciousness at all, and the other four people are even less able. Therefore, if I want to communicate with the God of Death, I cannot directly use my spiritual consciousness to transmit sounds. I can only After speaking, others thought that they were crazy and were talking to themselves. After all, there was no one in the world who could communicate spiritually before reaching the level of the War King.
"It's nothing, I was talking to the little pig just now. The little pig was hungry and I was asking it what it wanted to eat."
"Do you need to ask Xiaorouduan? I'm really doubtful, why would Xiaorouduan follow you?"
"Oh? You know?" Lin Fan was a little surprised when he heard what Xiaoying said. He was sure that Xiaoying decided that he couldn't understand Xiaozhu's words, so how could he know what Xiaozhu wanted to eat.
After scorning the boy in front of her, Little Cherry said: "Of course I know, do you think everyone is like you? Piggy must like to eat sweet potatoes."
sweet potato
Lin Fan was no stranger to sweet potatoes, because sweet potatoes are potatoes, also commonly known as potatoes. Back on earth, of course, Mr. Lin had seen real pigs, and he was not surprised at all when pigs eat potatoes. But strictly speaking, pigs eat potatoes. Love is not a potato.
"Little Cherry, are you sure the pig likes to eat potatoes?"
"Potato?"
“Potatoes are what you call sweet potatoes.”
"You're such a boring person. Sweet potatoes are just sweet potatoes. You actually made a whole potato and pretended to be tender in front of me. It's shameless. I dare to bet you that Xiaorouduan likes to eat sweet potatoes the most."
"Little Cherry, what if the meat stall likes sweet potatoes the most? This is a war tomb, and there is no way we can find sweet potatoes."
After hearing what Li Buwei said, everyone nodded and agreed. If they were outside, there would be sweet potatoes everywhere to take photos of, but now they were in a war tomb, where could they find sweet potatoes.
Regarding this point, Lin Fan also had a headache. After all, where to find sweet potatoes in the war tomb, but at this time Ling Tian smiled and said: "Don't worry, I am the best at finding sweet potatoes." .
"oh?".
"Hey, Brother Lin, you don't know that Senior Brother Ling was a famous sweet potato hunter back then. When it comes to finding sweet potatoes, I'm afraid no one in the entire battlefield can surpass Senior Brother Ling."
Hearing Li Buwei's words, Lin Fan looked at the young man beside him in surprise. In any case, Ling Tian was the number one genius of the Lingxiao War Sect. He had already become the pinnacle war master before he was twenty-four, with only one step left. He can reach the realm of the King of War, and he is also the biological son of the leader of the Lingxiao War Sect. No matter in every aspect, Ling Tian is a young man who can enjoy himself. I really didn't expect that Ling Tian is actually a melon-finding master.
"You guys wait here while I go look for sweet potatoes."
Everyone nodded, and then Ling Tian did not hesitate any longer. After all, if he finds the sweet potatoes earlier, the piglet will be full. As long as the piglet is full, he can take everyone to search for the inheritance of the Saint of War. As long as he can find it, The inheritance of the War Saint, so entering the war tomb this time is considered a success.
The Lingxiao War Sect was originally going to be promoted to an earth-level war sect. If there was a war saint within the sect, then within a few years, there was definitely hope that the Lingxiao War Sect could be promoted to a heaven-level war sect. By that time, Lingxiao War Sect would be promoted to a heaven-level war sect. The status of the sect has been rising. After all, there are only eighteen heaven-level war sects in the entire Dongxuan Continent. One can only imagine what the status of the heaven-level war sects is in the Dongxuan Continent.
(PS: Today, five chapters and 15,000 words have been written. It has been written for three consecutive days. It is really a bit tiring. However, Xiao Du promised that after four days of writing, it will definitely be four days. Tomorrow, five chapters will be written, and the same story will be written. Fifty thousand words, rub, rub, rub, everyone rub it together with Xiao Du!)