little tailor

Chapter 105 Stone
"Huh? Why is there nothing?"

The old man in Senshan Old Forest was the first to arrive. He was closer and the most powerful, so he was naturally the first to arrive.

He wandered along the alley, and the ancient phoenix breath in the air had gradually dissipated a lot, and there was nothing left in the alley, but he sensed that someone was fighting fiercely here just now, could it be that someone had discovered it before him? Got a treasure, and fought for it?

The old man wandered back and forth in the alley for several minutes before he frowned and chased after Lin Yan along the road he walked.

After the old man had walked for a while, a few monks rushed to the alley, swarming around in the alley.

And Lin Yan, who had already returned to Lin's custom-made clothes, knew nothing about it, and probably even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much about it.

At this moment, the difficulty he was facing was how to fool Xiao Shaoqing. Looking at those big clear eyes like glass, Lin Yan was at a loss for words for a moment, but he didn't know what to say.

"Uh, well, I learned some kung fu before."

Lin Yan talked without beginning or end, and he didn't say a single point for a long time.

Xiao Shaoqing smiled, and Lin Yan was a little embarrassed by the sweet expression.

"This is indeed a martial art, but it's just a strange martial art."

After saying this, the two of them didn't continue talking. Lin Yan was not afraid that the killing of the man who claimed to be the Thirteenth Lord would be exposed. After all, the Thirteenth Lord was a monk, and ordinary people couldn't care about his death.

Obviously, Xiao Shaoqing also thought of this, so he didn't worry too much.

The two chatted for a few more words, and then they each returned to their work places and started to get busy with their own affairs.

The group of designers from a few days ago have been busy with fashion exhibitions recently, and they have also brought other people busy.

Back in the office, Lin Yan closed the doors and windows, sat on a chair by himself and took out the ring he had picked up in the alley before.

This is a space ring. Lin Yan caressed the ring carved with dark lacquer patterns, his mind moved, and his spiritual thoughts were immersed in the ring. Yuan Zhao's spiritual thoughts in the ring had long since disappeared, so he was able to enter freely.

The space inside the ring is not large, only one square meter in size. It stands to reason that a monk in the Yuan Kai state should have a space ring of more than this size. Lin Yan was puzzled, but after thinking about it, the current vitality on the earth It's so thin that it's unbelievable for him to have a Yuan Kaijing. The only thing that makes him feel normal in the monk world in this world is this ring that is only one square meter.

It is said that the Guwu plane that has been traded before and the Dashun plane that I have been to are supposed to be higher-level planes than the earth, but the strange thing is that the Dashun plane is not short of vitality, but Lin Yan encountered People or zombies who have passed through are powerful if they have an acquired third level, and the vitality of the earth is far less than that of the Daji plane, but there are also the great spirits mentioned by the old medical sages, who met with Lin Yan A Yuan Kaijing monk, what does this mean?

The earth is by no means as simple as Lin Yan imagined.

He didn't think about it any more, it was useless to think about it any more, he might as well finish what he was doing with peace of mind.

Lin Yan came back to his senses, and he sensed the dark lacquer ring. There were not many things in it. Obviously, Yuan Zhao was not like those monks in the Zonglin Continent who had a rich family background. There were only a few yuan stones inside. Clothes, and a strangely shaped stone.

The other two things were nothing to look at, but this stone caught Lin Yan's attention. His mind moved, and he felt his palm sink. Lin Yan looked down, and the stone appeared in his palm instantly.

Lin Yan rubbed the stone and probed in, but he didn't sense anything.

But he felt that this stone was absolutely extraordinary, otherwise why would Yuan Zhao put it in the ring.

After standing still for a while, a wisp of flame suddenly burst out of Lin Yan's body, along his arm to the tips of his slender fingers, making a sizzle.

"Fight."

He stared closely at the stone with his black eyes, and nervously slowly moved the stone towards the flames. He thought that since the temptation of divine sense was useless, he should use the flames to refine the stone.

At first, the flames kept burning, but the stone did not respond at all. After half an hour, the stone began to change.

"Zizzizi."

The sound of burning flames sizzled. Although the high temperature was controlled by Lin Yan to only burn stones, the temperature in the office gradually rose. Even his desks and chairs seemed to have signs of burning. The employees in the outside office began to shout crazily.

"What's going on? Why is it so hot all of a sudden? Isn't the air conditioner turned on?"

A male employee in a white shirt wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead, looked around, saw an intern in his eyes, suddenly waved to the intern, and shouted.

"Xiao Xiao, go and see how many degrees the air conditioner is turned on. It's so hot that someone turned the temperature up, right?"

The boy called Xiao Xiao responded without complaining. He put down the first-base document he was holding in his hand, wiped the sweat off his face, and hurried to the corner where the air conditioner was placed. He glanced at the air conditioner. I looked at it, but found that the temperature of the air conditioner was twenty degrees, which was already an extremely low temperature.

Usually they adjust the temperature to 23 or [-] degrees, which happens to be the best temperature in the room, but it was too hot just now, maybe someone came to adjust the temperature, but what surprised him was that the air conditioner was obviously at an extremely low temperature, so why is it still so hot?

He was puzzled, but he still replied to the male employee who had just shouted.

"Brother Wen, the temperature of the air conditioner is twenty degrees, and the air conditioner is not broken, it is normal."

He put his palms in the fan area of ​​the air conditioner, feeling the cool wind blowing on his palms, but the rest of his body was still extremely hot, which can no longer be described as hot. of the hottest weather.

Hearing his answer, the office suddenly exploded. Some employees couldn't take it anymore and ran directly to the balcony to avoid the high temperature.

As for Lin Yan in the office, he was immersed in his own world, unaware that the outside world had become a mess. It wasn't until he heard a knock on the door that Lin Yan woke up from the world of refining stones.

He withdrew the flame in his hand, threw the stone that was about to melt into his space, and then looked up at the closed door of the office.

"Boss, do you want to come out to get some air?"

Breathable?

What breath?

Lin Yan was puzzled, but he remained calm on the surface. He walked to the door in two or three strides, opened the door of the office, saw the young man outside, and asked.

"What's the breath? What happened?"

As he spoke, he glanced around the office area outside, but found that there was no one there, only the young man in front of him was standing outside his door.

"How is this going?"

Lin Yan didn't wait for him to answer, his complexion had already darkened, his eyes were dark, he said in a deep voice, with an imposing manner and majesty without anger.

(End of this chapter)