When time and space were reset, Ning Fan came to the Snow Temple again and saw a similar scene.

Several tenants were bargaining with the steward of the Snow Temple, but the steward was no longer the fat blue man named Lan Daofeng, but was replaced by an old man of medium height and a common face.

"Your Majesty the Steward! On weekdays, renting a low-grade spiritual room only costs 2.4 million snow crystals a day. Why today..."

"We are all regular customers, so we can't..."

"Brother Fan! Please accept the small gift, but I don't know about the rent..."

The tenants' words were exactly the same as before, with only a slight change in the title. From what they said, the new manager who replaced Landau Feng seemed to have a surname of Fan.

"Today is the peak season in the Northern Barbarian Kingdom. Do you understand peak season? It's the price, rent it or not!" Although the appearance is completely different, the steward surnamed Fan seems to have copied Lan Daofeng's temperament and lines.

"Hmph! I am the sworn brother of the ninth generation inner disciple of the 29th generation descendant of the great nephew of the Northern Barbarian God, Xuan Strike God General. You, a junior in charge, dare to raise the price for me. You are not afraid of me.

Will you report this matter to Lord Divine General!" The same Duzhen monk from before stood up.

"Bah! I am the twelfth-ranked bloodline among the ninth-generation descendants of the Fanman clan. You are just a loser!" The lines of the steward surnamed Fan were finally different from those of Lan Daofeng.

"You, you are from the Fanman clan!" When the monk Duzhen heard this, his face was suddenly shocked. After some calculations, he probably calculated that his identity and background were not as strong as the other party's. He gritted his teeth and finally paid the money obediently. So far.

, the development of the plot is generally the same as before.

But the plot changed after that.

After all, the old man surnamed Fan was not the saint that Lan Daofeng was. He lacked confidence and did not dare to covet the confiscated rent.

The barbarian boy named Ah Shan naturally had no reason to expose and offend this person.

In this case, without Lan Daofeng's harm, how would Ashan obtain the Man surname of Daoman Mountain? Ning Fan was a little curious.

"Who else wants to rent a funeral chamber? If you want to rent it, please pay quickly! If not, I still have a furnace of elixirs to keep, but I have to take a step first!" Manager Fan urged impatiently.

"Guard Fan stayed behind..." It was Ah Gong from Ashan who said his name was Fan Shiyun.

Manager Fan glanced at him and saw that it was Fan Shiyun who spoke, and his face suddenly darkened, "What's the matter!"

"As for the rent, please give me a few days of grace, sir. The magic weapon in my furnace is still a few days away from being refined. When the magic weapon is sold, the rent will be paid, so..." Fan Shiyun begged.

"No! Either renew the rent today, or take your refining furnace and leave this place!" Manager Fan said coldly.

"Master Steward, you and my grandpa are both barbarians. I beg you, for the sake of your fellow clansmen, to do something convenient. I will definitely remember this kindness in my heart!" Ashan began to plead on behalf of his grandpa.

"Same race? Ridiculous! As a Fanman, I have raised a barbarian and evil obstacle. I dare not recognize this same race!" The steward surnamed Fan looked at Ashan and became more and more angry. Even though he originally meant to be accommodating, he didn't want to be accommodating at this moment.

Maybe it's accommodating.

Ning Fan was surprised.

In the original history, Ashan was given the name Daoman Mountain because he offended Lan Daofeng, and his life was bumpy from then on.

But because the plot at this moment is the result of the self-correction of the trial world, Ah Shan at this time seems to have gained the name of Barbarian in Daoman Mountain due to certain events, and has become a traitor spurned by the Fanman clan.

His grandfather was also implicated, and his situation seemed to have become very difficult. Now that the rent has increased sharply, he was unable to pay the rent for a while.

"Should I pay or not? If not, don't waste my time!" said the manager surnamed Fan impatiently.

"Rent, please wait a moment, sir. I'll go to the market to sell some old things. I should be able to raise the rent..." Fan Shiyun said helplessly.

"Wait a minute, I'll pay the rent for these two." Ning Fan spoke at this moment. He remembered the kindness of Daoman Mountain in giving him the treasure, so he didn't mind lending a helping hand.

Even if this place is just a false world.

"What are you...huh? It turns out to be you!" Seeing Ning Fan interfering in this matter, the manager surnamed Fan was a little unhappy, but when he took a closer look at Ning Fan's appearance, he was overjoyed and looked greedy. He seemed to recognize Ning Fan,

I recognize this man as the big fat sheep who spends money like water in Dukoufang City.

...

With Ning Fan's help, Fan Shiyun successfully renewed the rent, which made Fan Shiyun extremely grateful, but he was still partly doubtful and partly wary.

"Thank you, senior, for your generous help! It's just that I have never known him before. Why is he willing to donate so generously? You must know that the rent has soared, and this amount of money is not a small amount..." Fan Shiyun asked in confusion.

It's not his fault that he was worried about Ning Fan's ulterior motives. It's only his fault that his grandson was involved in something some time ago and was harmed by someone, turning him into a Taoist barbarian.

Once bitten by a snake, Fan Shiyun was afraid of well ropes for ten years. Fan Shiyun was really afraid. He was worried that strangers would approach him because he wanted to plot against his grandson.

Seeing that Ning Fan had advanced cultivation and did not deliberately conceal the powerful aura of the Eternal Monk, Fan Shiyun felt even more frightened, fearing that this matter would lead to another disaster.

Ning Fan wanted to explain the cause and effect between him and Dao Man Shan, but when he looked at Dao Man Shan who was still a child in front of him, he was speechless for a moment.

The timeline is a bit tangled and not easy to explain.

"I was favored by others in the past, and what I did today was just to express my gratitude. I didn't mean to do any harm to anyone." After all, he explained it so that Fan Shiyun wouldn't think too much.

Fan Shiyun looked into Ning Fan's eyes and saw sincerity. He had seen countless people and felt that Ning Fan was not lying, so he finally felt relieved.

So he thanked Ning Fan again and again for his generosity and promised to pay back the money as soon as the magic weapon was made and sold.

At the same time, there are many speculations in my mind, and I don’t know which of my ancestors has an old relationship with Ning Fan and has given Ning Fan favors. What a beautiful thing!

During the Ancestor Huai Festival next year, we must pay more tribute to our ancestors!

Ah sneeze.

Ah Shan sneezed for no apparent reason.

Fan Shiyun still has a furnace of magic treasures to watch and cannot talk to Ning Fan anymore. After repeatedly apologizing, he took his grandson to the spiritual chamber to refine the treasures.

Ning Fan also had business to do, and he also didn't intend to talk too much. He just said, "If you have any difficulties, please come to me" and went to his spiritual chamber.

Fan Shiyun rented a lower-grade spiritual room, while Ning Fan rented a high-grade spiritual room. They were not in the same direction, and their treatment was completely different.

As for the price...

Ning Fan didn't ask in detail, and he didn't have much to ask. Whether it was a low-grade spiritual chamber or a high-grade spiritual chamber, the total cost only cost Ning Fan a penny of Tiandaoyin, and the price seemed to be several times higher.

The steward surnamed Fan was brutally stabbed...

Even so, Ning Fan still paid the money without changing his expression. This scene shocked the tenants around him, and they all talked about Ning Fan's luxury.

There are also many people who secretly have greedy and evil thoughts.

Some people saw that the manager surnamed Fan seemed to know Ning Fan's background, so they offered him benefits and secretly inquired.

"Big Kun is flying into the sky, don't be greedy!" The manager surnamed Fan only whispered eight words, and then the face of the inquirer changed drastically, and he no longer dared to have any evil thoughts.

This implies that this boy comes from the Hunkun Holy Sect!

Be good! This boy is actually a disciple of the Rebellious Saint! Who dares to provoke such karma!

"But this is unreasonable. Nowadays, the Northern Barbarians are in troubled times. I heard that many Holy Sects strictly prohibit their disciples from entering the Northern Barbarians, let alone the Rebel Sect. Why does this person appear here..." There are also some

People don't understand.

"Haha! This doesn't mean that the Nisheng has calculated the future of the Northern Barbarians. He knows that our Northern Barbarians will be free from this disaster, so he agreed to let his disciples come. This is a good thing!" said the old man surnamed Fan proudly.

.

"That's right! Our northern barbarian country is protected by barbarian gods, and even saints live in seclusion for eternity. Why should we fear the fate of the Ziwei Demon Lord!"

"A mere person dares to challenge a kingdom of saints. That Ziwei Demon Lord is really asking for his own death!"

"Barbarians are the main sect in all realms. No one can destroy them! No one dares to destroy them!"

"A worm shakes a tree, don't judge yourself!"

"We'll talk to you later, Brother Fan! Rent a spiritual room for me first..."

...

Inside the upper-grade spiritual chamber, fairy mist filled the air, and the spiritual energy was thick and cold.

Ning Fan crossed his legs in the spiritual chamber, turned his hands, and took out several Go pieces wrapped in blood.

At first glance, these chess pieces appear to be made of ordinary materials, but if you look closely, you can find that these chess pieces are actually embedded with human bones.

These human bone chess pieces are the important clues to find the real Stone God in the mission [Stone Ghost Searching for Brother].

According to Shi Guizhen, human bone chess was once very popular in the real world. At that time, many chess players believed that if they used their own bones to refine chess equipment, their chess luck would be stronger during the game.

Because of the use of human bone chess, a few people have displayed extraordinary chess skills, frequently made reversal moves, and repeatedly defeated opponents whose chess skills far exceeded their own.

But later, the human bone chess was banned by the real world chess players for unknown reasons: some people said that the human bone chess was an act of cheating; some said that the human bone chess was created by evil spirits and its existence was against the laws of nature; there were also rumors that the human bone chess was actually hidden inside.

There is great danger.

In short, in today's real world, very few people use human bone chess, but for some unknown reason, this object appeared at the scene where Shi Shen and others disappeared.

"The ominous aura exuding from this chess piece makes me feel palpitated. The source of my heart palpitations is not the human bones in the chess piece, but some other inexplicable thing..."

Ning Fan looked solemn as he observed the chess pieces.

When he first obtained these chess pieces, he tried to use his ability to communicate with all things to directly talk to the chess pieces, but failed.

Just because they are too far apart in time and space, they cannot hear the words of the chess pieces clearly.

And when Ning Fan forcibly claimed the master of one side of time and space and forcibly crossed that distance, he could only hear crazy and crazy ravings from the chess pieces.

Unable to communicate, unable to communicate.

These human bone chess pieces are all crazy, stupid, and have lost the spirituality that all living things should have.

And this kind of madness seems to be contagious, as if it will corrode everything it touches; if a person with insufficient chess skills touches these human bone chess pieces, he will instantly fall into stupidity.
To be continued...