"What do you need me to do?"

After a while, the nigger calmed down and asked Qin Yichen.

"I said as soon as I came here, take me to see Mr. Lin and I will treat him. By then, won't everything be solved?"

Qin Yichen cleared his throat, touched his still aching neck, and glared at him in displeasure.

"Can you cure my Brother Lin's illness?"

The nigger looked unbelieving.

Over the years, he has found many capable alchemy masters, but they have been unable to do anything about Lin Huarong's illness. How can a teenage boy like him have this ability?

"How will you know if you don't try? Do you have a better choice now?"

Qin Yichen's words caused the black ghost to fall into silence.

Indeed, he had no choice.

Lin Aoqing would never really want Mr. Lin to recover.

"Could it be that you are already an alchemist?"

Suddenly, the nigger remembered the fierce mental power just now, and he was filled with surprise.

When did Xuanyun City produce such a young alchemist?

"I believe you once."

Looking at Qin Yichen with a confident look on his face, the black man pondered for a while before making a decision.

"I haven't seen Brother Lin for almost a month. Over the years, his health has been getting worse day by day, and he often sleeps for several days before waking up..."

The nigger groaned.

In the past ten years or so, although he had never given up on saving Lin Huarong, every time the alchemist he hired at great cost could not even find out the cause of the disease, and over time, he became desperate.

Afterwards, Qin Yichen followed the black ghost and arrived in front of the Lin family's mansion.

The expressions of the several Lin family gatekeepers who were originally arrogant changed slightly after seeing the nigger. They had no intention of blocking him and even took the initiative to give way.

Obviously, they were extremely afraid of this drunkard.

Even Qin Yichen, who was following the nigger, was let in without checking.

This is not the first time that a nigger has brought someone here. He brings one or two alchemists here almost every once in a while. They have long been accustomed to it.

Moreover, because of Lin Huarong's condition, the nigger is a powder keg. Anyone who provokes him at this time will definitely be beaten severely, and no one will stand up for him, so they will not ask for trouble.

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After entering the Lin Mansion, Qin Yichen walked behind the black ghost without any haste, and his eyes swept across this luxurious mansion.

If compared with the Li family, the Lin family is indeed much more impressive.

After all, they are the number one martial arts family in Xuanyun City. In this world where the strong are respected, those with big fists will always have an advantage.

As he walked through the hall in front and walked on a path paved with blue gravel, Qin Yichen's eyes under the black hat suddenly narrowed slightly. With his keen mental perception, he could detect some obscure things.

His eyes shot out from some dark corners and even rockeries nearby, taking in every move he and the nigger made.

However, these eyes only stayed on them for a short time and then disappeared. Presumably, they felt that they were no threat to them and were afraid of angering the niggas, so they acted like this.

"The Lin family's internal defenses are really tight."

Qin Yichen felt that if he were allowed to sneak in, the chance of seeing Mr. Lin would be extremely low.

Moreover, if he is discovered, Lin Aoqing's people may move Mr. Lin to another place.

When he reached the end of the gravel path, Qin Yichen's pupils shrank slightly.

Because he discovered that at the end of the path, there was a luxurious hall, and through the ajar door of the hall, he could vaguely see that there seemed to be many people standing in it, including Lin Aoqing.

"who?!"

And just when Qin Yichen's eyes fell on Lin Aoqing, Lin Aoqing seemed to be aware of it and suddenly turned her head and looked directly at Qin Yichen through the gap in the door.

"Whoa! Whoa!"

Following his angry shout, several figures rushed out from all directions, blocking Qin Yichen and the black ghost in the middle.

"Oh? Uncle Hei, it's you."

At this time, Lin Aoqing also walked out of the hall slowly. When he saw the black ghost and the figure shrouded in black robes beside him, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.

"snort!"

The nigger snorted coldly and said nothing, but a somewhat angry aura spread out from his body inadvertently.

"Is this the alchemist invited by Uncle Hei again? Tsk tsk, my nephew likes to talk too much. Uncle Hei, the master you invited is really a bit weak in mental power..."

Lin Aoqing chuckled lightly, with a teasing tone in her tone. After her eyes fell on Qin Yichen, she paused.

"Oops!"

Qin Yichen's heart trembled because he saw a flash of doubt in Lin Aoqing's eyes, and Lin Aoqing walked towards him.

"Lin Aoqing, give you five seconds. Anyone who dares to stand in front of me will die!"

Just when Qin Yichen was nervous, the black ghost spoke, and the momentum of a great martial artist burst out from his body, and a strong wind blew everyone's robes to tremble.

Facing the threat of the black man, Lin Aoqing just sneered. He walked up to Qin Yichen and squinted at the man in black robe in front of him, as if he wanted to see clearly the figure inside through the black hat.

"Whoosh!"

And just when Lin Aoqing was about to reach out and lift Qin Yichen's bamboo hat, a thick arm mixed with strong wind struck Lin Aoqing's face without any mercy.

"Hey, Uncle Hei, don't mind it so much. I'm just curious about which alchemy master you invited this time."

Faced with his punch, Lin Aoqing still chose to dodge. He waved his hand to signal the people around him to get out of the way. After looking at Qin Yichen under the black robe a few more times, he turned around and walked into the hall.

After entering the hall, the suspicion in Lin Aoqing's eyes did not diminish at all. She immediately winked at Lin Shiyun who was standing aside. The latter nodded understandingly and walked out from the side of the hall.

"Huh... so dangerous!"

Qin Yichen couldn't help but wipe away a cold sweat at this time.

If Lin Aoqing had discovered him just now, even if there were niggas around, he would probably have to shed a layer of his skin this time even if he didn't die.

Then, without encountering any further obstacles along the way, Niigai led Qin Yichen to the depths of the Lin family's mansion and slowly walked into one of the main rooms.

As soon as the door was opened, Qin Yichen smelled a mixed smell of medicine, which was very unpleasant.

The interior space of this room is quite large. In the middle, there is a large bed. An old man with a withered face is lying on it. Next to the bed, there are four old men sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The sound of the door made their eyes turn towards him.

After seeing that it was a nigger, they didn't pay much attention to it, but closed their eyes, obviously a little tired.

The nigger was obviously not surprised by this. He led Qin Yichen to the bed. Looking at the old man who had become a little thinner, he twitched the corners of his eyes slightly. After taking a breath, he murmured, "Brother Lin.

, I, Lao Hei, came to see you again."

However, the old man did not respond. Apparently, he was in a drowsy state.

Qin Yichen also slowly approached the big bed. After observing it, his expression suddenly became more solemn.

The old man on the big bed had many dense black spots on his withered face and arms. Moreover, his breath was extremely weak, and it seemed that he might stop at any time.
Chapter completed!