"My Senior Martial Uncle wasn't a heartbreaker, was he?"
Lin Fan smiled slightly. "Although I can't directly divine what my Senior Martial Uncle experienced in Phoenix Village, I just read Elder Huang's fate."
"Back when my Senior Martial Uncle was in Phoenix Village, he fell in love with a woman, but some of you wouldn't let them be together."
At those words.
Elder Huang's expression shifted slightly. He had thought Lin Fan knew nothing about these matters, but he had forgotten that Lin Fan was a fortune-teller. Even things unknown to anyone could be divined by him.
He quickly laughed it off. "There's no need for us to keep discussing your Senior Martial Uncle."
"The most important thing now is to let the Village Chief be buried smoothly."
"Young Lin, you said the Village Chief had unfinished business, and his worries were why he kept refusing to be buried."
"Then I'd like to ask, does that mean the Village Chief is still conscious?"
Conscious?
Lin Fan froze for a moment. Was something wrong with Elder Huang? How could someone still be conscious after dying?
Then he realized what he meant and asked, "Are you asking whether the Village Chief's Spirit Body is nearby?"
At that.
Elder Huang smiled awkwardly. Although he was also a cultivator, his cultivation was low, and he couldn't see Spirit Bodies at all.
He nodded. "Young Lin, that's more or less what I mean."
"Of course, I'm only asking. I don't see any spiritual energy surrounding you, so I assume you aren't a cultivator."
"If you're only skilled at fortune-telling, you probably can't see the Village Chief's Spirit Body either."
[Ragdoll Cat: Holy shit, why is their conversation getting harder and harder to understand?]
[Ninety Below Zero: Could Phoenix Village be a martial arts village? Maybe