In the evening, smoke curled up from the villa on the top of the mountain.
Because martial artists like Chen Ben, Chu Yu, and Zhuang Yirong would practice boxing at night, Dong Zang would cook a sumptuous dinner, and Tong Yu would also help. After all, Tong Yu was talented and a natural swordsman. Gezi, you don’t have to spend all your time refining swords on weekdays, and Tongyu also likes Dongzang’s sister. He feels that Dongzang is too hard to work all alone. As the oldest among the younger generation, he can’t Who can help?
Soon after, delicacies were placed on the table in the living room, including a roasted deer leg, a bowl of white fish soup, and seven or eight stir-fried dishes, which was enough for everyone. However, after all the food and wine were served, Lin Zhao was still missing. came back.
"Young master has been gone for so long."
Dongzang stood outside the house and frowned: "Is something going to happen..."
"No, don't worry."
Zhi Zhi said with a smile: "My family is both civil and military, so it's not that easy to get into trouble."
"Um."
But at this moment, a sword light came from the south, and Lin Zhao came back. He staggered when he landed. In the state of serious injury, not only was all his attributes reduced by 50%, but his body skills, balance, etc. were actually They were all affected. Lin Zhao was really miserable at this time. There was a blood hole in his chest, and his snow-white armor and robe were stained red with blood.
"Master!"
There were tears in Dongzang's eyes instantly, and he supported Lin Zhao's body with a quick step: "You...what's wrong with you?"
"fine."
Lin Zhao shook his head: "I'm fine, don't worry, I won't die."
Huang Tingyu and Zhi Zhi stepped forward side by side. Looking at Lin Zhao's injuries, Zhi Zhi said softly: "The remaining kendo aura must be the masterpiece of an eleventh-level swordsman, right? Huh, there are actually eleventh-level swordsmen in the ghost world. Is the swordsman going to kill you?"
"I'm not so sure either."
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "I didn't even see what the swordsman looked like before he fled back in embarrassment. Okay, I'm fine. I just lost too much blood. Just take a rest."
He glanced at the living room and said, "You haven't had dinner yet?"
"Well, I've been waiting for you for a while." Huang Tingyu said.
"Okay, let's go have a drink!"
"ah?"
Zhi Zhi looked surprised, this is it, and you still drink?!
…
In the living room, Lin Zhao sat down next to Wang Laodao, took out a bottle of life potion and drank it. Wang Laodao was immediately amazed: "What you drink before drinking is not a hangover soup?"
"almost."
Lin Zhao grinned and said: "Fruit flavored VC drink, refreshing!"
"..."
Wang Laodao didn't understand and didn't bother to care about this brat. As for Lin Zhao's injuries, Wang Laodao knew at a glance that he couldn't kill him. He ran away very fast. If he had been slower, it would have been hard to tell. He would have been in trouble even if he didn't die.
The meal was a blast.
After eating, Lin Zhao's injuries were also healed. The serious injury state ended in 30 minutes, and he was full of life again. Just after the old man said that he should go for a walk to eat, Lin Zhao left behind Gao Zhi and Huang Tingyu. Chu Yu, Muzhen, and Chen Ben, with their gazes indicating, set up a small world for twelve-level sword cultivators.
"What's wrong?" Huang Tingyu asked.
Lin Zhao took a deep breath and said worriedly: "Although this trip to the ghost world did not find the whereabouts of Miss Lin, it still gained something. Do you still remember Tan Xin, who is a coffin bearer?"
"Remember."
Zhi Zhi nodded: "These people do all kinds of evil. Chen Ben was almost killed by Tan Xin's corpse poison back then."
Chen Ben gritted his teeth and looked at Lin Zhao gratefully. In fact, after entering the Tianyuan realm, Chen Ben already knew in his heart that the God of War gallbladder he owned must have been given to him by Lin Zhao, because this God of War gallbladder not only Being in harmony with himself, the entire mountain top garden, and being in harmony with Lin Zhao, must be inextricably linked.
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "Now, Tan Xin, with her coffin-carrying lineage, has grown bigger step by step in the Ghost World. She has successively devoured two eleventh-level ghost cultivators, Huo Huo Yan Gong and Huang Sand Ghost King. , Tan Xin broke through to the twelfth realm and became one of the few coffin carriers in the twelfth realm in the past. Moreover, she was still fighting all over the world of ghosts. Judging from her posture, basically none of the ghost kings in the world of ghosts could resist it. Come on, it’s only a matter of time before Tan Xin dominates the world of ghosts."
"I should have known that I should have killed her at all costs." Zhi Zhi frowned slightly: "Now that she has stayed, she has become such a huge disaster."
"It makes no sense to say this now."
Lin Zhao groaned and said: "What I mean is to tell you that even though our mountain top garden is located in the snow-covered Tianchi Lake, we cannot ignore the threats from the ghost world. Moreover, our intelligence is indeed too weak. The Great Shang Dynasty has We should also have Xiu Yi Xuan, Zhao Shu Tong and Cai Yi Xuan, so it’s time for our mountain top garden to develop an intelligence agency, with Lao Huang, the most steady and experienced person in charge, in charge?"
"ah?!"
Huang Tingyu screamed like a slaughtering pig: "Why should I, Old Huang, be responsible?"
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "I can rest assured that Lao Huang is doing his job. If it were anyone else, whether it was Gao Zhi or Chu Yu, they would be a little younger. Muzhen and Chen Ben, these two warriors, look like the heads of intelligence agencies." What does it look like?”
"Hmph, these two can control a fart spy!"
Immediately, Muzhen and Chen Ben scratched their heads, who had offended whom because of their uprightness?
Lin Zhao took out a heavy bag from his arms, containing 3,000 gold mullet coins, and handed it directly to Lao Huang, saying: "These are 3,000 gold mullet coins extracted from the inventory of Shanding Villa. Old Huang, you can use it to recruit spies, or you can use it to gather information. In short, my only purpose is that our Shanding Villa is located in the northern region, so we can't be deaf or blind, what I mean is Do you understand?"
"knew."
Lao Huang stuffed the money bag into his arms: "Can I take part of it to drink?"
Lin Zhao glanced at him.
Old Huang said angrily: "I know, I'd better kill more demons, and the same goes for collecting wine money from demon monks."
…
late at night.
Lin Zhao set up a boxing stake in the pavilion in the lotus pond, punching again and again, his boxing spirit flowing through his body. Although he was only a second-level martial artist, he already had the demeanor of a boxing master, and that martial artist upgraded The progress bar is still one-third behind. It is a bit difficult to upgrade with this kind of hard work. But if he goes to "Ask the Heart" like he did last time when he went south to Furong Prefecture, Lin Zhao doesn't want to face it. It's too painful. .
Dong Zang brought some late-night food, a plate of pork chops, a roast chicken and two stir-fried vegetables. The aroma was full of fragrance. Lin Zhao nodded with a smile. After Dong Zang left, he sat down to prepare for a midnight snack, but... At this moment, a figure wandered around and came over after smelling it. It was Wang Laodao, who came over after smelling his nose.
Lin Zhao felt resentful and wondered, could this old Taoist be born in the year of the dog?
"Let's have a drink together?" the old Taoist asked with a smile.
Lin Zhao nodded: "Okay, let's drink some together."
So, he took out some Dongting Green Bamboo Wine and drank it with the old Taoist in the pavilion. He drank one glass after another, and the annoyance in his heart was vented bit by bit. But all the time, Lin Wanhua's disappearance was like a huge stone.
It's still weighing on my heart.
"Lin Zhao."
Wang Laodao narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Actually, in your heart, you still think that I am a charlatan, don't you?"
"right."
Lin Zhao did not deny it and said: "At least half of my heart thinks that senior is a charlatan, but it doesn't matter. I bet the other half that senior has the guts to come to the mountain top garden to cheat people out of food and drink. It doesn't matter if I, Lin Zhao, am a fool for once.
?But if the senior is not, then there will be excuses."
"oh?"
The old Taoist smiled and asked: "What do you mean?"
"I can't tell clearly, maybe it's just an intuition."
Lin Zhao looked at the old Taoist and said with a smile: "I think the various behaviors of seniors seem to be planning something, but there are too few clues exposed. I really can't guess it. Since seniors don't want to say it, Lin Zhao also
I’m sorry to ask, but seniors need someone to drink with them, so I’ll drink. It doesn’t matter. Anyway, I’m depressed and I need someone to drink with me.”
"Then just drink."
Wang Laodao drank a glass of wine in one gulp. Still feeling that it was not enough, he took another big sip at the mouth of the wine pot and said with a smile: "It's so satisfying! Lin Zhao, there are many rumors in the world that you are the Snow Land Tianchi."
Is Lin Baiyi's reincarnation true?"
"Does it matter whether I am Lin Baiyi or not?"
Lin Zhao glanced at him and said with a smile: "A gentleman talks about his heart but not his deeds, and a villain talks about his deeds but doesn't care about his heart. Even though I am a villain who deceives the world and steals my reputation, I am not the real Lin Baiyi, but what I did in the garden on the top of the mountain is
Can things be measured with a ruler that ignores deeds but not heart? Therefore, Lin Zhao asked the senior, does it matter whether I am Lin Baiyi or not?"
"Hahahaha~~~"
Wang Laodao laughed loudly and said: "Qin Suihan's disciple is really extraordinary because he is so argumentative and eloquent. With your magnanimity, I have to have another drink with you!"
"Senior, if you want to have an extra glass of wine, just say so. There are plenty of good wines at the Mountain Top Villa."
"Hahahaha, have fun~~~"
Wang Laodao drank a few more glasses of wine and said, "Lin Zhao, do you think I am a good person? Use your words to measure your heart but not your deeds, and your deeds but not your heart."
Lin Zhao spoke quickly: "Senior hides and tucks everywhere, and he doesn't look like a good person. But if he hides and tucks for a better result, then he is a very good person even if he endures the humiliation and bears the burden."
Wang Laodao was stunned for a moment and sighed: "The one who knows me is Lin Zhaoye! Alas, he is much better than that ignorant little girl!"
Lao Dao's sleeves trembled a bit. If Lin Zhao's cultivation level was higher, he might have seen streaks of sword light raging in his sleeves, causing Wang Lao Dao to suffer unspeakably.
After getting drunk and talking, Lin Zhao talked about many things. He talked about his husband, senior brothers and sisters, and also talked about his friends in the world. When he mentioned Furong Prefecture, he mentioned Long Dongjun, Xie Yiying and Chen Mengjun.
"Huh?!"
After Wang Laodao heard the last part, he narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "This Chen Mengjun... do you like her?"
"how come?"
Lin Zhao was stunned and said: "Chen Mengjun is just a friend of mine in the world. He is a very nice person."
"Shit!"
The old Taoist pointed at his nose: "If one day Chen Mengjun is in danger in front of you, will you save him or not?"
"Of course we have to save him."
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "Based on the morality of the world, we should help him."
"Then I still like her."
Wang Laodao was relieved: "I understand."
"..."
Lin Zhao jumped at the crime and said: "Senior knows nothing about emotional matters! Judging from the appearance of senior, he may not be a Taoist monk on the mountain."
The old Taoist puffed his beard and stared, furious, unable to argue.
…
In fact, some arguments are just unbearable to look back on, so it is better not to argue.
