Chapter 125

"Mr. Lin, the Taoist priest is right."

Frowning, murongde said: "you said that Taoist priest Deyun is acting, please show evidence."

"Those who are in the game are obsessed, and those on the sidelines are clear."

Looking at the old Taoist priest's fearless appearance, Lin Fan sneered: "there are flaws everywhere, do you still need me to say?"

"Boy, after all this talk, are these estimates your guess?"

Staring at Lin Fan jokingly, the old Taoist waved the Buddha dust: "no evidence, no evidence, this is a slander to me."

"Old Taoist, do you have a lot of white phosphorous powder in your sleeve robe?"

Glancing at the Taoist priest's robe, Lin Fan said with a smile: "just now you made the seal script on fire, and the whole process of loading and forcing the flame were all finished by white phosphorus powder."

"The ignition point of white phosphorus is relatively low, as long as a little friction will ignite."

Reaching out and sticking a little powder from the ground, Lin Fan breathed: "old Taoist, dare you show us your sleeve robe?"

"Well, these are just your guesses."

He snorted coldly, but the old Taoist's face was gloomy.

Did the kid see through his tricks?

"No, Lin fan."

Without trying to understand what was going on, Zhao Rongrong asked, "the flame can be explained. What's the wooden sword in the Taoist priest's hand?"

Murong Kai nearby also thought of this stubble: "yes, how to explain that wooden sword? After a flame, the handle became a wooden sword

"The trick is very simple. The effect of the fire is to block the line of sight."

Looking at the old Taoist's burden, Lin Fan motioned: "it's a very common prop. The body of the sword is originally inside the handle of the sword. When we block our sight, we can release the sword body."

"With the effect of the flame, I have to say it's very dazzling and shocking."

Looking at the old Taoist whose face became more and more gloomy, Lin Fan sighed: "it's not that I purposely aim at you, but that you are too low-level to be forced."

"You..." Staring at Lin Fan angrily, the old Taoist wanted to rush up and beat him up.

He has been wandering in the world for so many years. The old Taoist relies on this ability to make a living.

Seeing that two million yuan is about to be obtained, one can walk away by patting his buttocks, but Lin fan is killed on the way.

"Mr. Lin, the fire and the wooden sword both speak well."

Murongde is not a fool, otherwise he would not be the head of the family.

Before that, he was eager to save the girl, so he couldn't see the way inside. Now after listening to Lin Fan's explanation, he began to react.

Looking at the Taoist priest's eyes, there was no respect before, but began to doubt.

"But what happened to xun'er just now?"

Thinking of the strange sound that just seemed like a woman, Murong de asked, "I was standing by just now, but I heard it clearly."

"Master Murong, are you sure that's the voice from Miss xun'er's mouth?"

Walking to the bedside, Lin Fan said: "should not be sure, everyone present should not be sure?"

"This..."

Looking back, I don't know. Did that strange sound really come from xun'er? It seems that they subconsciously thought it was xun'er.

"Look, that's what the old Taoist priest is capable of."

Walking to the old Taoist priest, Lin Fan motioned: "the whole process of pretending to be forced, this skill is true."

"Mr. Lin, do you mean ventriloquism?"

Immediately, murongde said in surprise, "if it's really a ventriloquist, then it all makes sense."