What was going on?
Not only did Nephew Gu know Feng Shui, but he also knew how to make ink pots?
Were all university students so knowledgeable? It made Ninth Uncle want to go to university to take a look.
When Ninth Uncle entered the room and saw this scene, he didn't say anything immediately. Instead, he quietly moved closer and stood at the side, wanting to see how good Lin Fan's ink fountain could be.
Lin Fan was completely focused right now. His ten fingers flew around nimbly as he focused on grinding the ink.
"Hey, Qiusheng, what is Lin Fan doing?”
Wen Cai looked at Lin Fan as if he had seen a whole new world. Then, he nudged Qiu Sheng curiously.
Qiu Sheng was still looking at Lin Fan with envy. He wondered how long it would take him to reach this level of proficiency!
Then, Wen Cai called her back and raised her chin proudly. She was very proud that she knew more than Wen Cai and said with a smile.
"This is called an ink fountain. Lin Fan is making an ink fountain. I say, Wencai, can you read normally? Why don't you know anything?”
"Why didn't I read?" Wen Cai said indignantly. Be careful not to scare you!"
"Tsk."
As he spoke, Lin Fan had already finished making the ink fountain.
Seeing this, Qiu Sheng stepped forward and looked at Lin Fan with admiration.
"Brother, where is this ink fountain bullet?"
At this moment, Lin Fan heaved a sigh of relief and finished the ink fountain. Even though it was his first time making this ink fountain, he could still make it so perfectly.
It seemed that this wasn't just a copied skill. Even Ninth Uncle's proficiency in this skill was copied, so he wouldn't be flustered.
Then, he heard Qiu Sheng asking him where the bomb was. Lin Fan came back to his senses and glanced at Great-Grandfather Ren's coffin.
"Just flick it on the coffin. You have to flick it in every place. Remember not to miss a single spot!”
When they heard Lin Fan say that he wanted to flick every part of the coffin, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai picked up the ink fountain unwillingly.
Aiya, how troublesome.
Even if he did not complain much, he still had to do what he had to do.
After the two of them pulled open the thread of the ink fountain, they realized that the ink fountain could be said to be perfectly made. Every part of the thread was stained with ink, and there was not a single spot that was exposed.
Seeing this, the two of them could not help but sigh. They were both humans, but why was the difference so great?
"Well done!"
When Ninth Uncle saw the ink fountain, he could not help but nod.
"Master!"
Qiu Shengwen was shocked. He realized that Ninth Uncle had entered the house without him noticing.
However, Ninth Uncle's attention was no longer on the two of them. Instead, he looked curiously at Lin Fan and the ink fountain in his hand.
Lin Fan's ink fountain was on par with his, or rather, it was even more perfect than his. Hence, he couldn't help but say.
"Nephew, I didn't expect you to do so well! But how do you know how to make ink pots?”
Lin Fan's face turned red when he heard Ninth Uncle's praise.
He thought to himself that this was all thanks to Ninth Uncle!
However, after hearing Ninth Uncle's words, why did it feel like Ninth Uncle was boasting?
In the end, Lin Fan smiled helplessly and looked at Ninth Uncle.
"Ninth Uncle, you flatter me. I learned it in university together with Feng Shui class, so I know a little about this.”
After saying that, Lin Fan thought about how Ninth Uncle had never been to the West and didn't know what was in Western universities.
Ninth Uncle nodded doubtfully.
After a while, Lin Fan looked around and saw that Su Xiaoyu was nowhere to be seen. Then, he said to Ninth Uncle,"
"Ninth Uncle, I'll go look for Xiao Yu. She went out for a walk and hasn't come back yet.”
Ninth Uncle nodded." Yes, hurry up and bring your niece-in-law home. The mortuary isn't peaceful at night. Don't run into any filth."”
Just now, he had smelled the ghost's Yin Qi and brazenly went out. However, after he went out, he found that the ghost Qi was coming and going in a hurry. Although there was nothing strange at the mortuary, it was never wrong to be careful.
"Alright, I'll go now."
Then, Lin Fan walked out of the morgue.
Walking out of the morgue, Lin Fan started to recall the scene of him making the ink fountain.
He thought to himself that the system's replication skill was too powerful!
He had learned it just by copying it. Not only that, when he recalled the process of making the ink fountain, everything seemed to be a conditioned reflex. He did not need to remember anything at all. This set of movements had already been done smoothly!
He had originally thought about whether he should find time to practice, but now it seemed that there was no need to worry about this at all!
Not far from the gate of the mortuary, Lin Fan saw Su Xiaoyu running towards him like a little fool.
"You ran so far, to…"
Before Lin Fan could finish his words, Su Xiaoyu stepped on the ground and kissed him.
? Lin Fan was stunned and didn't understand.
Su Xiaoyu's eyes were cunning and domineering as she took a step back.
"Little Fanfan, do you want two women to serve the same husband?”
Lin Fan was speechless.
Hehe, I must be stupid to answer your question.
Su Xiaoyu's lips curled up slightly." Don't even think about it. You are mine. It depends on your performance tonight!"”
His tone allowed no room for rebuttal.
Lin Fan: "???"
What was this?
What did Dong Xiaoyu do just now?
Can I still have a good sleep at night?
……
Inside the morgue.
When Ninth Uncle saw that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were almost done playing, he was still a little worried about the two of them who were smiling mischievously, so he reminded them again.
"The two of you must remember to play in every place! Don't miss any place!”
After saying that, Ninth Uncle frowned at the two disciples again. He did not know if the two disciples could do this well.
One had to know that these two disciples of his were two busybodies!
Not only did she often cause trouble, but she also often needed him to clean up her mess!
Compared to Lin Fan, the difference was like heaven and earth!
What a pity.
Ninth Uncle shook his head and sighed.
If it wasn't for the fact that Lin Fan was the only son of the entire Lin Family for three generations, he really wanted to take Lin Fan in as his disciple!
However, that was just a thought. If he really made Lin Fan a Daoist, the Lin family's grandfather would jump out and hit his head with his walking stick.
Therefore, Ninth Uncle was also wondering if it was reliable to let these two disciples do this, but this was already the simplest thing. He really couldn't think of anything else that could let them train!
"Don't worry, Master. Just leave it to me!”
Qiu Sheng smiled confidently and patted his chest.
"It's just flicking the ink fountain. I've seen you do it before. It's very simple!”
After saying that, he glanced at Wen Cai, but Wen Cai did not say anything.
Not only did he not say anything, but he also looked at Qiusheng with a bitter face. He thought to himself that he had already been glared at by his master several times tonight. He did not want to say anything wrong and be scolded!
Ninth Uncle frowned slightly." Wencai, why aren't you saying anything? Can't you even do such a small thing?"”
"What? Is it wrong not to speak?"
Wen Cai's face instantly fell, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.
Why was he being targeted every day?
Was this disciple really his biological son?
Mm, it really wasn't!
"Hmph, I'll leave it to the two of you.”
Ninth Uncle took one last look at the coffin. Seeing that it was almost pasted, he nodded and walked out of the morgue.
He thought to himself that if he couldn't even do this little thing, then these two disciples of his would really become big heads!
Not long after Ninth Uncle left, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai saw that the coffin was covered in ink lines from the ink fountain. They stood beside the coffin and nodded in satisfaction.
"There shouldn't be any place that doesn't have bullets!”
Qiu Sheng saw the ink lines on the coffin and frowned, wondering if he had missed something.
However, the two of them did not notice that the bottom of the coffin had not been marked with ink yet.
"Yes!"
Wen Cai walked over coquettishly and looked at the coffin with a frown.
"There's still one place that hasn't been hit!"
Qiu Sheng frowned when he heard that. He thought to himself, where else could this coffin not have bullets? He looked at Wen Cai in confusion.
Wen Cai was waiting for Qiu Sheng to turn his head. Seeing Qiu Sheng turn around, he immediately dipped two drops of ink in his hand and flicked them at Qiu Sheng's face. He looked at Qiu Sheng and laughed as if his evil plan had succeeded.
"Haha, there's still this!"
"Wencai, I'm a master!"
Qiu Sheng's face was dark as he cursed and chased after him.
The two of them played together, wiping each other's faces, completely forgetting about the ink fountain at the bottom of the coffin.
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