The Lord of Celestial Masters Comes in Person

Except for electrical appliances, the furniture is basically made of mahogany, and the quality is extremely high.

A random mahogany chair can be sold for tens of millions, let alone tens of millions.

Lin Fan didn't have time to look at it this time, so he went directly to the bedroom on the first floor.

The bedroom is large in size, but it has no furniture.

Apart from a wardrobe and a pair of tables and chairs, there is only an ancient bed left.

Quaint, it looks like an old thing at first glance.

The most important point is that this bed is different from ordinary ancient beds.

It is carved with exquisite patterned dragons, so lifelike, it is obviously from the hands of famous craftsmen.

But in ancient times, the only one who could carve dragons on a bed was the dragon bed!

Lin Fan was slightly startled.

I didn't expect Ouyang's family to have such national treasures.

He then looked at the unconscious old man Ouyang who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

The old man is nearly eighty years old, his hair is gray, and he has been in a coma for three months, making him look scrawny.

If it weren't for the nutrient solution being hung all the time, he would have passed away long ago.

"Um?"

Lin Fan frowned suddenly.

He could clearly see that there was a faint black air lingering between Mr. Ouyang's brows.

This black air is very faint, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see it.

If Lin Fan hadn't been proficient in physiognomy, it would have been difficult for him to detect it for a while.

"Master Lin, how is my old man's condition? Is there any help?"

Seeing the change in Lin Fan's expression, Ouyang Pusheng was very nervous.

During these three months, he has consulted countless famous doctors, but he has not heard a single word of good news so far.

Lin Fan said lightly:

"I said just now that Mr. Ouyang may not be suffering from illnesses. Now it seems that it is indeed the case."

Ouyang Pusheng eagerly asked: "If it's not sick, then what about my father?"

"Master Ouyang is haunted by a dragon."

As soon as Lin Fan said this, Ouyang Pusheng and Bai Siye were both stunned. They didn't expect that seeing a doctor turned out to be a physiognomy.

Ouyang Pusheng's face darkened slightly:

"Haunted by dragons? Master Lin said that my father was possessed by evil spirits?"

Lin Fan shook his head:

"To be precise, it's not evil, but the dragon spirit on this dragon bed."

He pointed to the dragon bed in front of him:

"The dragon bed is the sleeping couch of the Ninth Five-Year Lord. It has been contaminated with the aura of the emperor for many years, and a spirit body is born over time."

"This kind of aura depends on the luck of the emperor. If ordinary people use it for a long time, the dragon spirit inside will absorb the essence of the human body."

"If I'm not wrong, the Ouyang family should have risen further after getting this dragon bed."

After hearing these words, Ouyang Pusheng opened his mouth wide, his face full of shock:

"Indeed, the Ouyang family was only wealthy in their early years, not a family."

"It was also when my father got this dragon bed by chance when he was young, that he made his fortune."

"It's just, how did Grandmaster Lin know?"

Lin Fan smiled slightly:

"Although the dragon spirit absorbs the essence of the human body, it doesn't just go in and out. It gives back with great luck to ensure the prosperity of the Ouyang family's wealth."

Ouyang Pusheng was very puzzled:

"Then if that's the case, then Long Ling can be regarded as benefiting Ouyang's family, but how could it be a mischief?"

He felt that what Lin Fan said was very contradictory.

"When Mr. Ouyang was young, he was physically strong, so Long Ling would naturally not attack him."

Lin Fan explained unhurriedly:

"But now Mr. Ouyang is old and frail, and has no energy for Long Ling to absorb."

"Although Dragon Spirit is a spirit body, its temperament is no different from that of a three-year-old child."

"Without food, there will naturally be resentment, and they will start to make trouble."

He tried his best to make his words easy to understand:

"Now the dragon spirit is haunted by resentment. It has changed from a golden dragon to a black resentment dragon, crazily devouring vitality and luck."

"Now not only old man Ouyang's life is in danger, but even the entire Ouyang family may be destroyed."

Ouyang Pusheng's expression suddenly changed:

"Master Lin, this kind of thing is no joke!"

Fourth Master Bai also became nervous:

"Brother Lin, what you said is true?"

The Ouyang family is the mainstay of Zhonghai. Once it is destroyed, it will cause huge waves in the whole Zhonghai!

"This is not alarmist talk."

Lin Fan frowned slightly, but still explained:

"Before I entered the door, I noticed that there was black air lingering above the villa."

"And from time to time there is a deep dragon cry, that is, the resentful dragon is devouring the luck of Ouyang's family."

He immediately added another sentence:

"If you don't believe me, you can go and look at the center of Ouyang's brows, there is also a smudge of blackness."

Ouyang Pusheng immediately tried to verify it.

"What resentment dragon? What devours luck? It's pure nonsense!"

At this moment, an old Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown and a Tai Chi Taoist robe stepped forward.

Behind him was a beautiful woman with excellent appearance and temperament, whose face was somewhat similar to Ouyang Pusheng's.

"Brother, this is Guanzhu Qiu from Longhu Mountain. He has a way to make Dad better!"

Before Ouyang Pusheng could ask a question, the beautiful woman hurriedly introduced her.

The beautiful woman is Ouyang Wenping, Ouyang Pusheng's younger sister.

During these three months, she also ran around for Mr. Ouyang.

After searching for a doctor everywhere to no avail, he accidentally heard someone talk about evil spirits, so he wanted to find someone in the Taoist sect.

It never occurred to me that this Daoist Qiu immediately insisted that it was evil after hearing her description.

Ouyang Pusheng was a little displeased at first, but when he heard that it was a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, his body shook suddenly:

"Your Excellency is Guanzhu Qiu of the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain!?"

The old Taoist nodded slightly: "It's the poor Taoist."

Ouyang Pu was shocked.

Compared with the Martial Arts Association, orthodox Taoist priests are more mysterious.

It is rumored that the Heavenly Master's Mansion has the true secret method left by Zhang Tianshi, and the Taoist priests in it are all cultivators of immortality.

Some Taoist priests with profound Taoism can even attract wind and thunder!

However, these orthodox Taoists are isolated from the world, and few people can get in touch with them. No one knows whether the legend is true or not.

But what Ouyang Pusheng didn't expect was that an orthodox Taoist priest from the Heavenly Master's Mansion just appeared in front of him.

Even the temple master of Tianshi Mansion came in person!

"I have long admired Guanzhu Qiu's name!"

After exchanging pleasantries, Ouyang Pusheng hurriedly asked:

"Guanzhu Qiu came here this time because of this resentful dragon?"

The old Taoist snorted coldly:

"Where did the resentful dragon come from? It's clearly an evil spirit!"

Ouyang Pusheng was taken aback when he heard the words: "But Master Lin just clearly said..."

"Heh! What does a brat know!"

Qiu Laodao looked at Lin Fan with disdain:

"Dragon is an auspicious omen. It blesses all living beings. Why do you blame the dragon?"

"As for the dragon spirit absorbing the essence of the human body, it is even more ridiculous!"

"Let's not say that the age of this dragon bed is far behind. Even if it really contained a spirit body, it would still bless the master. How could it cause harm in reverse?"

He unceremoniously overturned what Lin Fan said just now:

"The young man of today is really not good at learning, and he likes to shame others!"

Hearing Qiu Laodao reprimanding Lin Fan like this, Ouyang Pusheng looked very embarrassed.