I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

"certainly……"

Lin Tian nodded slightly to express his affirmation and then slowly spoke.

His gaze fell on Lin Fan calmly and gently, as if he had already seen through the doubts and expectations in the other's heart.

"Then I wonder what the solution is?"

Lin Fan's face was full of curiosity, and he couldn't wait to ask.

His bright eyes sparkled with a thirst for knowledge as he stared at Lin Tian closely, afraid of missing any key information.

Lin Tian's mouth corners lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile, and then he replied slowly:

"This method is actually very simple. All you have to do is yell 'Teacher', meaning Uncle Lin, and you'll be able to return to Jizhou immediately. I just don't know if the teacher will send us to Jianmen Pass or to the village."

After saying this, Lin Tian winked mischievously, as if he was quite proud of the idea he came up with.

"Yeah! How come I never thought of that before..."

After hearing Lin Tian's words, Lin Fan was stunned at first, then he slapped his head and shouted loudly as if he suddenly realized something.

The expression on his face changed from initial confusion to a mixture of surprise and excitement. He was obviously very surprised and happy that the problem could be solved so easily.

"It's really possible..."

Qingyue turned to face Lin Fan and stared at him with curiosity, as if she wanted to find out some secret from him.

Ever since she met Lin Fan, she has been filled with endless curiosity and imagination about his father, the mysterious Lin Qingzhi.

Qingyue remembered that after the day she first met Lin Fan, she had only heard Lin Qingzhi say a few words.

However, these brief words, like a twinkling meteor in the night sky, instantly attracted Qingyue's attention.

Unfortunately, until today, Lin Qingzhi has never appeared in public. He is always shrouded in a hazy veil, making it difficult to see his true face.

Not only that, even Lin Qingzhi's wife, who was said to look exactly like herself, became an indelible mystery in Qingyue's heart.

Whenever Qingyue thought of this, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought: What kind of person was this woman she had never met? Why did she look so similar to her? Was there some unknown connection between them?

All kinds of questions flooded into Qingyue's mind like a tide, making her more and more curious about Lin Qingzhi's family.

"sure……"

Lin Fan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a bright smile.

Then, he looked up at the clear blue sky, took a deep breath, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Dad, send me back to Jizhou!"

The sound was as loud as a huge bell, resounding through the sky, as if it would shock the entire world.

At this moment, in a quiet courtyard, Lin Qingzhi, who was leisurely tidying up the flowers and plants in the garden, was suddenly stunned. He seemed to have heard Lin Fan's shout, and his whole body trembled, and the movement of his hands stopped instantly.

A look of astonishment first appeared on his face, but he quickly regained his composure and revealed a slightly helpless smile.

He thought to himself, "What does this little bastard think his dad is? Is he a plane or a high-speed train? He's treating him like that."

Thinking of this, Lin Qingzhi felt both angry and amused, and couldn't help shaking his head.

However, no matter what, Lin Fan is his own flesh and blood after all.

As a father, how can you bear to see your child exhausted and tired from traveling all the way?

So, Lin Qingzhi sighed softly, put down his tools, and slowly turned and walked back into the house. He decided to fulfill his son's request and use his magical powers to send him back to Jizhou safely.

In order to prevent his son from calling him loudly every time he was in a hurry, Lin Qingzhi thought it would be better to give the bastard a treasure to help him travel.

Lin Qingzhi walked into the storage room with ease and began to rummage through a pile of miscellaneous items.

Soon, his eyes were fixed on an inconspicuous wooden box in the corner.

He carefully opened the box and took out a wooden sculpture.

This wood carving is brown all over and looks like a bird, but if you look closely you will find that its shape is quite strange and very different from common birds.

Lin Qingzhi walked out of the yard holding the wooden sculpture, and threw it into the air with a little force.

At the moment the wood carving flew out of his hands, an amazing scene happened: the wood carving suddenly emitted a dazzling brown light, like a flash of lightning across the sky!

In the blink of an eye, the light and the wood carving disappeared into the distant horizon, leaving no trace.

This wood sculpture is no ordinary object. If it were placed on Earth, it would be an extremely exquisite spaceship model.

This "spaceship" is divided into two floors, each of which is carefully carved with movable doors and windows, and the details show the ingenuity.

Looking at the direction where the wood carving disappeared, Lin Qingzhi nodded slightly to express his satisfaction.

Then, without hesitation, he turned around and continued walking with determined steps towards the small fish pond not far ahead. The sunlight fell on him, casting a long shadow as he walked further and further away.

And at this moment.

At where Lin Fan was, he slowly raised his head and looked straight at the sky above.

However, what came into view was a speechless and silent sky, as if the whole world had frozen at this moment.

He just stared blankly, and an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart, as if several pitch-black crows were flying slowly in a line over his head, making irritating calls.

"Brother Lin Tian, ​​this doesn't seem to have any effect!"

Lin Fan had a mournful look on his face and spoke pitifully to Lin Tian beside him.

Hearing this, Lin Tian was stunned for a moment, and then a look of doubt appeared on his face.

He thought to himself: Could it be that the teacher is dissatisfied with Xiaofan and is deliberately ignoring Xiaofan's cries? Thinking of this, Lin Tian couldn't help but frown.

Just as Lin Fan was filled with disappointment and was about to muster up the courage to shout towards the horizon, suddenly, in the sight of the three of them, a dazzling brown light flashed out from the end of the sky without warning.

Immediately afterwards, this mysterious light streaked across the sky like a meteor, falling rapidly towards the direction where Lin Fan and the others were.

Seeing the brown light, Lin Fan's eyes lit up instantly, and his face revealed an irrepressible excitement.

"Dad still loves me..."

He murmured, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

Before he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to stretch out his hands and catch the falling wooden sculpture.

Lin Fan carefully held the wood carving in his palm, as if it were a rare treasure.

He carefully examined the mysterious object in his hand, his heart filled with curiosity and doubt.

"Hey! What on earth is this?"

He muttered softly, his eyes fixed on the wood carving.

The wood carving looked like an exquisite and compact spaceship, with every detail portrayed vividly.

Lin Fan couldn't help but gently touch the surface of the wood carving with his fingers, feeling the delicate texture and smooth touch.

At this time, Qingyue also slowly walked over. She was also attracted by the wooden sculpture in Lin Fan's hand, and her eyes revealed a bit of curiosity. "Is this a magic weapon?"

Qingyue asked softly, with a hint of uncertainty in her tone.

Lin Fan nodded, then shook his head. "I think it's very likely a magical weapon carved by my father himself, but I'm not sure what its specific function is."

As he spoke, he began to turn the wood carving left and right, trying to observe it from different angles, hoping to find some clues.

However, no matter how he looked at it, this wood carving seemed to have nothing special except its peculiar appearance.

"How exactly do I use this magic weapon? I've clearly tried to input spiritual energy into it, but why is there no response at all?"

Lin Fan stared at the wooden sculpture in his hand with confusion, frowned and muttered to himself.

He used conventional methods to continuously transfer his spiritual power into the wood carving, but no matter how hard he tried, the wood carving remained motionless.

At this moment, a familiar yet somewhat annoyed voice suddenly exploded in Lin Fan's ears: "You little bastard! Don't you even know something as simple as a blood oath?"

Lin Fan was startled by this sudden scolding, and a trace of embarrassment and confusion instantly appeared on his face.

As soon as he heard it, he knew that the person speaking was his father.

Lin Fan scratched his head sheepishly, muttering to himself, "Oh, how could I have forgotten about this..."

Thinking of this, Lin Fan did not dare to delay. He quickly stretched out his right index finger, used his internal force to gently scratch it, and a small crack immediately appeared on the fingertip, and bright red blood slowly seeped out.

He carefully placed his fingertips close to the wood carving, then gently squeezed the wound, allowing the drop of bright red blood to drip accurately into the gap of the wood carving.

In an instant, something magical happened! The moment the drop of blood came into contact with the wood carving, Lin Fan felt a strange feeling surge in his heart, as if an invisible connection had been established between him and the wood carving.

This connection is vague, real and illusory, making it difficult to grasp, but it does exist.