Lin Yige treated the other person the way he treated him, and asked: "If I tell you that the head of the Lin family is a bastard, will you also have to prove it to yourself?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent for a moment.
The parents of the head of the Lin family have been buried for many years. If Lin Zhengtao wants to prove himself, wouldn't he have to dig up the grave?
Before everyone could express their appreciation for the female cultivator's audacity, they heard a scolding that sounded like thunder.
"Presumptuous!"
Lin Zhengtao was furious and reached out to grab the female cultivator's neck.
Elder Qi of the Tianyan Sword Sect watched Lin Zhengtao, who was in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Stage, take action and did not stop him, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised unconsciously.
Lin Yige did not dodge, but looked at Lin Zhengtao with a smile on his face, as if he was unaware of his murderous intention.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated, waiting for the female cultivator from the Guiyi sect to die on the spot.
Just at this moment, a deep and mellow mature female voice came from the door of the lobby: "Am I just in time for the show to begin?"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhengtao felt that he was locked by powerful spiritual consciousness, and his body could not help but stagnate.
The intuition of the monk in the transformation stage told him that only by stopping at this moment would he have a chance of survival.
He reacted very quickly, flicking his outstretched arm and changing it into a cupped posture, "Which senior is visiting my Lin family?"
Everyone also turned around to look at this moment, and they were all stunned when they saw the person coming.
A female cultivator in red dress walked against the light, but she did not lose half of her grace.
"Master Wu Lan?!"
Someone first recognized that stunning face that is unforgettable at first sight.
Lin Zhengtao had already recognized the person at this time. His thoughts suddenly changed and he turned to look at Lin Zhiyu. As expected, he saw that her face was filled with joy and excitement, unlike before, she was submissive.
"It turns out to be Master Wu Lan!" Lin Zhengtao said with cupped hands, but his eyes glanced at Elder Qi of the Tianyan Sword Sect beside him.
Master Wu Lan nodded lazily, his beautiful eyes swept over the goatee Lin Zhengtao, and then looked at the short-bearded Tianyan Sword Sect elder.
She said absently: "I heard that the Lin family was holding a double cultivation ceremony, and I happened to be passing by, so I came to take a look."
Elder Qi was glanced at by those captivating eyes and immediately lost half of his soul.
He stood up in confusion and said with a flattering smile: "Qi Yong, the deacon elder of the Tianyan Sword Sect, has met the real person Wu Lan!"
"Master Wu Lan." Lin Yige bowed his hand to Chi Wulan, "And Xiaoyou Lin."
At this time, everyone discovered that Wu Lan was followed by a maid.
The moment they saw the maid's appearance clearly, everyone was shocked.
Wu Lan’s maid is exactly the same as the portrait provided by Mr. and Mrs. Lin from Yongzhou!
In such a comparison, Lin Xisheng and the girl in the portrait look increasingly different.
The truth is about to come out.
The fat woman and the thin man also saw the skinny girl with an expressionless face.
"Lin Yige?!"
Both of them were terrified. One's teeth were chattering and his hands and feet were cold. The other's waist and knees were weak and he collapsed to the ground.
The woman murmured: "It's over, it's over, I really admit my mistake..."
The man straightened up, slapped his wife next to her two big ears, and said angrily: "It's all your fault, you are so short-sighted! How much money can you exchange for getting Lin Yige back?! Why don't you quickly apologize to the immortal?" The woman was beaten, but she didn't feel frightened anymore, and spat on the man's face with a mouthful of blood mixed with saliva and thick phlegm.
She rushed forward, suppressed the thin man with her bulky body, beat her wildly and cursed: "Lin Fugui! You stupid gambling dog! If you hadn't lost all the money my son had to marry his wife,
, I will think of this little hoof? Now I have offended the immortal, and now you blame me?!"
The two of them got entangled, and the normal double cultivation ceremony seemed to have turned into a farce.
Lin Zhengtao waved his hand and threw the two people out of the lobby. Soon another disciple of the Lin family came forward, restrained the two people separately, and took them away.
The curses gradually faded away, and the hall was silent for a while.
"Housework makes Master Wu Lan laugh." Lin Zhengtao said with a smile, "May I ask Master Wu Lan where this maid came from?"
Wu Lan's eyes sparkled, and her red lips parted slightly: "This poor child was fished out of the Shangluo River when I passed by Qingyang County, Yongzhou two years ago. It just so happened that she and the Guiyi Sect's late swordsman a thousand years ago
Xianlin Yige has the same name and surname!"
After saying that, Wu Lan sighed and said: "She has been suffering for many years and has no strength to tie a chicken. I saw that she had nowhere to go, so I asked her to follow me."
"Lin Yige" nodded in agreement and said: "Master Wu Lan is so kind and kind, but this little girl has no merits and can't repay... I am willing to serve you with tea and water, beat my shoulders and legs, and serve you!" p>
After everyone heard this, their spiritual consciousness swept over "Lin Yige" without hesitation, and they saw that she was just a "waste spirit root".
"That's it!" Lin Zhengtao said happily, "I never thought that the descendants of the Lin family in Si'an County would have such a fate with Zhenren Wu Lan!"
After saying that, Lin Zhengtao bowed his hand to Lin Xisheng again and said with shame: "I am just confused and almost misunderstood little friend Xisheng!"
Seeing his arrogant attitude, Lin Yige sneered and said, "Master Lin, why do you believe Wu Lan when he says this is Lin Yige? Why don't you check the birthmark on her buttocks?"
"What?!" The smile on Wu Lanzhen's face disappeared. Are these people so scared?
She pointed at Lin Yige and said in disbelief: "You originally wanted to test the birthmark on her buttocks?"
Wu Lanzhenren's Hongluan Pavilion was originally intended to seek justice for the mortal women who were played by the monks. Later, it gradually expanded to provide justice for the mortal parties in the marriage between monks.
Recently, Hongluan Hall has even begun to provide justice for Taoist couples who have parted ways.
She hates to see this kind of thing.
"Don't be upset, Mr. Wu Lan." Qi Yong laughed, "Isn't this a failure?"
Master Wu Lan has a cold face, but he is still so stunning that people can’t help but want to surrender!
Qi Yong's heart beat like a drum. No wonder Master Qingming of the Hehuan Sect always wanted Master Wu Lan to trample him under his feet...
He wants it too.
Wu Lan glanced at Qi Yong impatiently and said, "If the test hadn't been successful, he would have been dead by now."
Lin Zhengtao neither admitted nor denied, and fell into silence for a moment.
Taking advantage of this, Lin Zhiyu grabbed the small portrait in the stunned Lin Zhihong's hand, put it away and handed it back to "Lin Yige", and broke the stagnant atmosphere with a voice: "I'm Lin Zhiyu, I have a question to ask you."
Lin Yige glanced at Lin Zhiyu, and thought of what she had just said and done, her heart moved.
"Lin Yige" transformed into a phantom puppet nodded and asked: "Young Master Lin, please speak."
Lin Zhiyu was stunned by this title, and caught a glimpse of hope in the flash of lightning.
Since her grandfather Lin Zhengtao brought his cousin Lin Zhihong into the hall, he has not had time to announce the change of the young master, and the double cultivation ceremony has not yet begun. At this time, she is still the heir of the Lin family!
Lin Zhiyu secretly glanced at Wu Lan and her grandfather Lin Zhengtao. Seeing that no one paid attention to this, she became more and more sure of this idea.
She looked around at the monk surnamed Lin in the hall and asked loudly: "The ancestral teachings of the Lin family are that the age at which the descendants of the clan, regardless of gender, can determine their spiritual roots. Please tell the clan sister truthfully whether the branch of the Lin family in Qingyang County, Yongzhou, is