The Prodigies War

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"Iron mountain, where is the expert you said?"

"Don't be alarmed, don't be alarmed!"

From a distance, there was a noise, and all the words seemed quite excited and curious.

Lintian's eyes fell on the first old man. The old man had gray hair. Although he was thin, he was tall and dignified.

"Eh!"

When he saw Lintian standing in the distance, the tall old man suddenly stopped, and a touch of excitement solidified between his eyebrows and was replaced by a touch of doubt. It seemed that he didn't expect that the "expert" in tieshankou was a slightly childish thin boy.

"Where's the expert? Iron mountain, what's the expert you're talking about? Why is there only a suckling little guy standing here?"

When Lintian looked clearly, the villagers who followed the iron mountain looked suspicious.

Iron mountain was immediately embarrassed and hurriedly shouted, "everyone, the expert is the little brother in front of you!"

He didn't explain, but it was OK. As soon as he explained, the scene suddenly went haywire.

"What? You said that this little hairy child can make your Spirit Valley harvest? This is nonsense!"

"Ha ha, iron mountain, iron mountain, you are obviously cheated by this kid. He is an 11-year-old baby. Who is an expert? He also kills sand spot insects. I think he can only pee and help you water the holy field."

"Iron mountain, now everyone's spiritual field has been harmed. Why are you still in the mood to joke when you're waiting here?"

People who are dissatisfied, ridiculed, suspicious, angry and messy subconsciously think that Tieshan has been cheated.

After all, Lintian looked too young, childish and thin, and there was a pale color on his slightly beautiful face. It was difficult for this image to have anything to do with the "expert".

Iron mountain was in a hurry and was at a loss. He shouted again and again, "guys, I didn't lie to you. This little brother said, can you do it? Give it a try!"

Unfortunately, everyone felt cheated and didn't have the heart to listen to his explanation.

In this chaotic situation, Lintian ignored the strange eyes around him, went straight to the tall old man and said, "if I guessed correctly, you should be the head of Feiyun village?"

"Exactly."

The tall old man nodded, and a pair of eyes with a little vicissitudes looked up and down at Lintian, but they didn't show any emotion and looked very calm.

"Do you agree to my terms?"

Lintian asked.

The tall old man was keenly aware that the young man looked innocent and young, but he had a calm and calm demeanor that didn't match his age.

He nodded and said, "if you can do what you said, I can decide to let you stay in Feiyun village."

As soon as this remark came out, many people nearby were stunned and began to speak suspiciously: "village head, don't you really believe what this little guy said?"

At this moment, the tall old man fully showed the courage of a village head, waved and said, "how do you know whether you will succeed or not if you don't try?"

Lintian smiled. Knowing that the situation was settled, he turned to the iron mountain and said, "uncle, can I bring the food I want?"

Iron mountain quickly took out a large piece of dried animal meat and handed it to him. He also prepared a skin bag filled with water for Lintian.

Lintian didn't talk nonsense. He squatted on one side of the ridge and wolfed down. Although the animal meat didn't have much spiritual power, it was sprinkled with salt and sauce. It tasted really good.

The villagers laughed when they saw Lintian's appearance of being reborn as a starving ghost, and their hearts became more and more suspicious. Could this little guy be a little beggar who cheated on food and drink?

Even iron mountain was in a daze and felt uneasy. If Lintian lied and lied, he would be ashamed and lose his hair.

Only the elder Gao looked at Lintian with a little kindness, and his eyes were a little different. The little guy was either a liar who was not afraid of death or really capable.

No matter which kind, it is worth affirming that he can be so calm.

Before long, Lintian ate a piece of animal meat like a whirling cloud, and then filled his stomach with sweet spring water, which made him feel happy.

"Little brother, is it time to act?"

Iron mountain couldn't help saying.

"Wait a minute."

Lintian looked up at the sky and said casually.

As time goes by, a touch of night has poured into the horizon in the distance.

Just when everyone was getting impatient, Lintian, who had been silent for a long time, finally made an action. He opened the old wooden box on the ground beside his feet, skillfully pulled out a dark blue short knife with a length of two feet and three fingers, and then raised his feet and went straight into the spirit field.

At that moment, the tall old man's eyes narrowed, and he vaguely felt that Lintian seemed to have a deja vu temperament. He was calm, calm and focused, which was different, and recalled a vague memory in the bottom of his heart that was about to be forgotten.

The tall old man made a quick decision, waved his hand and stopped the villagers who were complaining about themselves: "don't make any more noise, wait quietly."

There was an unquestionable dignity in the voice.

In an instant, all the noise disappeared, and all his eyes looked at Lintian in the distance, with a trace of doubt.

Although they couldn't talk, some villagers winked at each other and quietly dispersed around the spirit field to prevent Lintian from escaping.

Lintian didn't seem to be aware of the subtlety of the surrounding atmosphere, so he directly felt a golden broken bone with the thickness of his thumb and the shape of a tusk.

He clenched the handle of the knife with his right hand and made a force on his wrist, scraping the pale blue blade on this golden broken bone, making a hissing friction sound.

Wisps of light gold powder floated from the broken bone and fell into Lintian's palm until the palm was covered with a thick layer of light gold powder. Lintian stopped and carefully put away the golden broken bone.

Then he took a deep breath, squatted on the ground, dipped his fingertips in the pale gold powder and outlined it on the wet land.

This distance enables the villagers to clearly see what he is doing.

Lin Xun's pale face was full of concentration, his eyes were calm and clear, and his fingertips were like vigorous brush strokes, outlining twists and turns on the ground. His movements were skilled and natural, like clouds and flowing water, pleasing to the eyes.

The villagers couldn't help staring at Lintian's actions and the mysterious pale gold pattern on the land. They were shocked for some reason.

Even if they were stupid and didn't understand, they could see that Lintian was doing something completely beyond their imagination.

The focused and determined eyes, the neat and skillful movements, and the light gold dense patterns on the ground that were about to be gradually outlined gave Lintian a layer of mystery.

The suspicions in the hearts of many villagers disappeared unconsciously, and even many people's hearts had been conquered by the means shown by Lintian.

They didn't understand it, but it didn't prevent them from producing a pleasant and amazing beauty of Lintian's means.

At this time, the tall old man shook imperceptibly, and finally determined one thing. What the seemingly weak young boy engraved on the ground was actually a holy stripe!

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