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Volume 1 Chapter 537 Caught in the middle

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    Chapter 537: Caught in the middle

    With Lin Dong¡¯s promise, although the fortune teller was injured and his apprentice was seriously injured, he was in a surprisingly good mood.

    Not only did he become friendly towards Lin Dong, he was also very cooperative.  Lin Dong said to go to the canopy bird, and the divine fortune teller went to the canopy bird. Lin Dong said to drink tea, and the divine fortune teller drank tea. Lin Dong said to heal the injury, and the divine fortune teller wiped off his clothes.

    After taking care of the fortune teller's injuries and settling him down, it was getting dark.  One day is almost over.

    Although the process was beyond Lin Dong¡¯s expectation, the ending was pretty good. If there were no surprises, the upgrade mission was in sight.  Compared with the previous upgrade tasks, if there are no accidents, this time it is considered simple, and it will only take a little more than three days in total.

    It only lasted three days in total, and the upgrade task was of great importance. After returning to the room, Lin Dong kept calling out the map of the inn, paying attention to the fortune teller all the time.

    The next morning, Lin Dong opened the door and went out. While continuing to stare at the fluorescent spots displayed on the map, he went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

    A small pot of porridge and a pile of dried radishes, light and simple, were put on the tray, and Lin Dong carried them to the stone table in the backyard.

    At the stone table, Yun Lan had just sat down after freshening up.

    Lin Dong smiled and put down the tray. Just as he was about to put the dishes and chopsticks, there was a sound of wind around him, and the fortune teller suddenly appeared on the stone bench.

    "Senior, why do you come here?" Lin Dongdun was a little surprised.

    "Of course I'm here for breakfast!" the fortune teller said calmly.

    Lin Dong was astonished. He arranged the fortune teller in the dormitory, and the waiter would deliver three meals a day to his door, and he guaranteed that each meal would have no less than twenty dishes.  He couldn't understand why the fortune teller suddenly thought of running to the backyard to have breakfast.

    Dried radish porridge is not something that a person like the fortune teller would like.  Although Lin Dong's craftsmanship is passable and the cooking skill bonus is turned on, the pastries prepared for the fortune teller in the front yard kitchen also have the cooking skill bonus turned on, and each one is personally cooked by Yu Linglong, the best chef.  It¡¯s a bit exaggerated to say that the cooking skills and ingredients are thousands of miles apart, but eighteen thousand miles are indispensable.

    "What? It's not my fault?" the fortune teller asked lightly.

    ¡°It¡¯s somewhere, of course there is. Even if I don¡¯t have a share, it¡¯s still indispensable for seniors.¡±

    Lin Dong shook his head quickly and actually brought his own big bowl to the fortune teller.  There is no way, this is the uncle, and he must not be offended within three days.

    The fortune teller was not polite either. He picked up his chopsticks and started drinking.

    Yun Lan moved his porridge in front of Lin Dong, but Lin Dong shook his head and pushed the porridge back: "I'll go to the front yard to get something good."

    Yun Lan nodded.

    As soon as Lin Dong turned around, the sound of wind started again. When he turned around, he saw that old man Ding was also sitting on the stone bench.

    Lin Dong was petrified. He finally understood why the fortune teller was interested in his craftsmanship. It turned out that the drunkard didn't care about wine.

    "Old man, when did you come back?" Yun Lan obviously knew that Lin Dong was a little confused at the moment and was not mentally prepared, so she immediately broke the silence.

    "It's not comfortable to live at Liu Xiu's place, and he doesn't drink well. I'll protect his heart and then come back." Old man Ding looked at Lin Dong faintly, and his meaning was very clear. Hurry up and make a bowl for the uncle.  Come over.  The bowl should be bigger, the porridge should be more, and the attitude should be more respectful.

    Lin Dong regained his composure, ignored Old Man Ding's gaze, and looked at the fortune teller with a smile: "Senior, what else do you want to order? I'll prepare it for you."

    "The portion is a bit too small. Let's cook some more porridge." The fortune teller said leisurely.

    "Okay, I'll cook it right away." Lin Dong turned around and strode towards the kitchen.

    Old man Ding scratched his scalp, somewhat confused as to why Lin Dong had such a lack of eyesight.  His attitude is very obvious, he is fighting against the fortune teller.  Just because I didn¡¯t eat breakfast before, doesn¡¯t mean I won¡¯t eat it today!  Why did you just ignore yourself?

    Seeing that Lin Dong was mostly gone, old man Ding had no choice but to say loudly: "Boy Lin, give me a pot too."

    Lin Dong turned around, shook his head and said, "The kitchen doesn't have that much rice."

    "Cook as much as you can, I want them all." Old Man Ding raised his eyebrows and looked at the fortune teller, quite provocatively.

    "The rice in the kitchen is just enough for the amount that Senior Fortune Teller wants."

    Lin Dong¡¯s answer made Old Man Ding¡¯s raised eyebrows instantly knotted. What does this mean?

    The fortune teller¡¯s white eyebrows were raised.

    "Shopkeeper Lin, please bring some more dried radish."

    "Okay, senior, wait a moment." Lin Dong nodded.

    &nbsp"I said, Mr. Lin, what are you doing?" Old man Ding was also a little confused. After so many years, how could he not know Lin Dong's personality? The situation in front of him was really puzzling to him.

    "What are you doing? Old man, please take your time and sit down. I'll prepare breakfast for Senior Fortune Teller first." Lin Dong replied, and before Old Man Ding could agree, he turned and went straight to the kitchen.

    "Dingtian, you are a good apprentice!" Shen Shuanzi stroked his long snow-white beard, nodded slightly, and said in approval: "Knowing etiquette, high talent, and hardworking, I never thought you could find such a good apprentice."

    "That's not like some people who have to find a cave or bury them at the bottom of a cliff for what they have learned throughout their lives, and then dig them out together with the bones." Old Man Ding hummed, "I just don't know.  After the bones are dug out, will they be trampled on as dead branches or obstacles in the way?"

    These words are much more poisonous than the divine fortune teller, and they are also more obvious.  How could the fortune teller just give up? He replied with one sentence: "It's better than being worthless in the eyes of the disciples after someone dies. Find a coffin by yourself. Thousands of years later, if you meet a good successor, you will still be able to survive."  You can enjoy a few kowtows, but they are worthless in the eyes of the disciples. They may be boiled into soup that night, or thrown into mass graves. If you keep some spiritual skills privately and do not pass them on, there is still a question whether you can live forever.  , he might be poisoned one day."

    "Then I congratulate you. At the very least, you have found a disciple with outstanding talent who is worthy of being a master and worthy of being named as the ancestor. Burying what you have learned in your life in a cave, at the bottom of a cliff, is the most helpless way. There is no guarantee that  It will take a thousand years to find someone who is destined to be with you. At that time, all the spiritual formation mechanisms arranged will fail. It will be a trivial matter for the bones to be taken away by wild beasts. The spiritual skills learned in a lifetime will be eaten into the belly of wild beasts"

    Old Man Ding sneered: "I'm sorry, Master. I'm sorry to be listed as the Patriarch. This is not a small crime. Besides, being destined does not mean having talent. The spiritual skills that should shock the world are unknown after being learned. Even the Patriarch has to follow.  Shame on you."

    The fortune teller is speechless. His eloquence is much better than that of Old Man Ding. Every time he meets someone, he always makes Old Man Ding angry. This is one of the reasons why he wins every battle.  But this time, he couldn't answer.

    Generally speaking, most of the top experts who like to be alone do not like to accept disciples.  Their strength will not decline with age. They like to roam the world without worries, but they also need incense and inheritance. At the very least, the spiritual skills passed down by their ancestors cannot be lost.

    Heir!

    This is the helpless life of many lone peak experts. After all, as long as people with high talents discover their talents, they will run to the sect at a young age.  Lonely peak experts like to travel far and wide, largely because they want to find successors, but most of them regret it for the rest of their lives.  Although they can collect better resources for their disciples than those from large sects, no one who is qualified to become their disciple is stupid enough to wait for the elusive and invisible peak powerhouse to discover their talent.

    ?????????????????????????????????????? was a rare opportunity to refute the fortune teller until we were speechless. Old Man Ding suddenly felt like he was exhaling and raising his eyebrows. He crossed his legs and admired the expression of the fortune teller leisurely and comfortably.

    ¡°Here comes the porridge!¡±

    Lin Dong came over with a tray, which greatly affected Old Man Ding's good mood.

    The fortune teller could not help but regain some strength and pointed in front of him. When Lin Dong put down a large bowl of porridge, his huffing sound became louder.

    Old man Ding couldn't stand it anymore and muttered: "It tastes worse than a pig, so why don't you take it to the room and come here to embarrass yourself?"

    The fortune teller was silent, and the huffing sound became louder, which could reach twenty or thirty meters.

    "I said, boy Lin, don't you go to the kitchen in the front yard to get some rice?" Old Man Ding glared at Lin Dong.

    ¡°Well¡­ there¡¯s no rice in the kitchen in the front yard.¡± Lin Dong said apologetically.

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    The fortune teller couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of porridge.

    "Be careful of choking, there is no one here to collect the body for you." Old Man Ding stood up angrily, swayed, and disappeared.  He figured out that for some unknown reason, Boy Lin was planning to cooperate with the fortune teller to suppress him.  I stay here just to feel angry.

    The distance between Old Man Ding's room and the stone table was only about twenty meters. For a peak expert, even the sound of mosquitoes could not escape his ears. Therefore, even though Old Man Ding disappeared, the fortune teller still replied calmly: "Don't worry, Shopkeeper Lin."  He is a warm and hospitable person, and even if he chokes to death, he will surely prepare a well-marked coffin for me."

    Lin Dong breathed a sigh of relief. This morning, he could finally pass with peace of mind.  No matter how you look at each other, there still needs to be conflict. In addition to breakfast, lunch and dinner, if you are careful, you can completely avoid conflicts.

    Just as Lin Dong expected, before finishing the porridge, the fortune teller started.??Leave.  At noon, he ran over again, ordered a lot of spiritual beasts and spiritual materials, and ordered more than ten jars of good wine. After that, he managed to make old man Ding angry. The process was tit-for-tat again, but fortunately Yunlan smoothed things over.  Old man Ding understood Lin Dong's character. Although he was angry, he didn't get angry.

    Ding: Congratulations on completing the upgrade task "Leave the guest who ordered the most dishes the next day to stay in the inn for three days." The inn system has been upgraded to level nine and an attribute storage room has been added.

    Three days later in the evening, after Lin Dong had just moved out jars of good wine according to the fortune teller's request and made a small hole at the bottom of each wine jar, the system prompt suddenly sounded.

    Finally, the inn system has been upgraded!  The depression between Old Man Ding and the fortune teller was also swept away.

    Under the puzzled gazes of Shensuanzi and Yun Lan, Lin Dong waved his fist, full of joy.

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