"Ma Yuande, do you know what you are talking about?!"
Ying Qingya's eyes suddenly darkened, and she immediately stood up, with a sinister expression on her face, pointing at Ma Yuande, who was in the first place, and scolded in a cold voice.
Ma Yuande put down the tea cup in his hand, and his eyes fell on the other party's face that was somewhat familiar but more unfamiliar.
"I wonder what Mrs. Yin said?" he said seriously, eliminating the distracting thoughts in his mind.
"Mrs. Yin, okay, Ma Yuande, you used to call me little junior sister! Things have changed quickly!" Ying Qingya said with a sarcastic look on her face.
"I asked you, but you asked about me instead! What do you mean by asking me, are you really determined not to go back with me?" she asked.
Ma Yuande said nothing but nodded slightly.
"I thought you were a good person, but I felt a little guilty for you because of what happened before. It seems that I overthought you." Ying Qingya said bitterly.
Ma Yuande still didn't speak. He just picked up the tea cup and shook it.
"Mrs. Yin, it is meaningless to say this now. As for good people? I, Ma Yuande, never think that I am a good person."
"Yes, of course you are not a good person!"
Ying Qingya stood up immediately.
"If it weren't for my father, you would have died on the street, wrapped in a roll of straw mat, and lost somewhere.
If it weren't for my father, would you be as capable as you are now?
Now you are better, your wings are strong, you have become someone else's bastard, so you don't care about any kindness, you are really a white-eyed wolf! My father should have watched you die, you bastard, bitch!"
Seeing the woman in front of him who was completely crazy and no longer innocent and lovely, Ma Yuande felt calmer.
"If Mrs. Yin just wants to say this, there is no need to say more. Ma Mou has heard enough of these words back then, and his ears are calloused." He smiled.
Back then, he was first accused of falsifying his knowledge, and then he was insulted and insulted to his engaged junior sister. This series of tactics directly ruined his reputation.
After Ying Longzhen expelled him from his school, he, who had made many enemies in the literary world in the past, was immediately insulted. The Yin family also followed suit and sent out many killers.
Needless to say the latter, the former indeed made him a lot tougher.
"That's fine, if I give you a way to live, you don't want it. I want to see if you dare not leave Qihai for the rest of your life, and whether Lin Junmo can protect you for the rest of your life!" Ying Qingya said harshly.
"Really? It's..."
"Actually, I really want to know..."
The voice fell.
The light outside the house was suddenly blocked, and a burly figure walked in with ease.
“Meet the Buddha’s head!”…
At this time, the Lingtai Sect disciples outside and inside the house immediately stood up and saluted.
"Can the Yin family, known as the Four Generations and Three Dukes, stop me... from the land of Yiwang to the Buddhist Kingdom in the west?"
Slightly dim light blurs the light and shadow.
The person raised his head, revealing a calm and deep face, with pale skin, sharp lines, and dark and deep eyes.
Of course it was Lin Mo who came all the way.
"Master!"
"elder brother!"
"grown ups!"
At this time, Nie Yun, Lin Shu, Ma Yuande and others also quickly stood up and came to greet them.
I felt slightly relieved.
Lin Mo nodded slightly, signaling the others to feel relieved.
"You...who are you?!" Ying Qingya, who was saying harsh words, suddenly turned her head and looked at Lin Mo in surprise.
On the other hand, Zhang Shutong on the side did not have such emotional fluctuations. He slowly stood up and glanced at Lin Mo with calm eyes.
Then he clasped his hands and saluted:
"The heads of ten thousand Buddhas in the Lingtai, and the real Buddha in Thuja, have appeared. I have heard about it very early.
At a young age, he controlled the sea of Thuja. His talent is so powerful that it is said that it only appears once in a thousand years.
Now that I have truly seen it, I know that what I said is true and true. There is nothing unfounded in the world. The magnanimity of the Buddha's head is indeed one of the top three I have seen in my life."
"I have also heard about Mr. Zhang Shutong's reputation. He is a man of integrity. Now that he is old and has to wade through this muddy water, I am not afraid..."
Lin Mo shook his head but did not finish his words.
In fact, he didn't talk nonsense.
The reputation of Zhang Shutong, a literary ghost from Yizhou, is indeed great. He does not practice martial arts, but he is extremely accomplished in martial arts and has taught more than ten true warriors.
He was also fond of traveling and studying, and he had countless disciples under his name.
He was an upright man, and because of Zhou Shengjun's monopoly, he wrote to Emperor Qi Guang, which led to Zhou Shengjun's reforms, and many people with foreign surnames joined him.
He also saw the miserable life of the people in Hanzhou, so he established a martial arts school for twenty years and trained countless disciples.
He also compiled a lot of basic martial arts and spread martial arts all over the world.
The reputation is excellent.
However, intervening in Ma Yuande's affairs is completely unacceptable, especially in the eyes of some insiders.
"Is this matter muddy?" Zhang Shutong glanced at Ma Yuande and smiled, "Maybe."
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"But it's like a bowl of sewage. It's naturally filthy and smells bad in front of others, but if it's dumped into the sea, it will cause no harm." Zhang Shutong murmured to himself.
After he finished speaking, he looked at Ma Yuande beside him.
"I am not coming to Qihai this time to be a lobbyist for Ying Longzhen. This matter is his fault and I have never denied it. However, out of consideration for the people of Liming, I would like to ask Yuande to come with me."
"Yuande, do you know that during this period, a severe drought has spread across the three states, and thousands of people die every day? That is really corpses everywhere, and there is really no grass growing.
The real Yi Zi makes his food and work easy."
When Zhang Shutong finished speaking, tears even filled his eyes.
As soon as these words came out, Ma Yuande was stunned.
Not only him, but also the other Lingtai Sect disciples had expressions of confusion, disbelief, fear, and could not help but hold their breath.
Zhang Shutong paused for a moment and continued: "This is not so much a natural disaster as a man-made disaster. The root cause is that among the three realms of the world, Zhou Yidao supported the anti-Wang Sun Shen Tong to fight for the Dragon Vein, but ultimately failed and was annihilated.
The enmity of annihilating the Dao lineage and destroying thousands of years of inheritance can be called a blood feud. It is not surprising to do anything.
The fate of the Tao is easy to change, and the murderous intention is born from the sky. If it is contained, the world will be turned upside down, and dragons and snakes will rise..."
He simply recounted the secrets hidden in history.
At the end of the sentence, the voice became lower and lower.
When Lin Mo heard this, he also fell silent.
Even at his level, he had heard of the three realms of Chi County.
Zhouyi, Lianshan, Guizang.
It is said that the three paths can be traced back to ancient times, and their figures are hidden behind every major event.
The Battle of Haiji, the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Battle of Tianqing, and even the Nine Meridians Feng Shui Formation that he was familiar with were all related to it.
Unexpectedly...this disaster was actually caused by his own hands...
Changing the general trend of heaven and earth, affecting the pattern of tens of millions of people...
Is this really possible?
Even he was a little distracted.
When Zhang Shutong saw this, he did not show any pride, but also looked sad:
"Now there is a solution. Taoist Zhou Yi has been specially assigned to deal with it. What needs to be dealt with most now is the Taoist nodes he left behind.
The current Taishi Zhou Pu's disciples, Huang Longshi and Ying Yuxian, jointly took charge of this matter." He directly called him by his full name.
"But after all, the manpower was not enough, which is why I came to ask Yuande to go back."
After explaining the situation clearly, Zhang Shutong didn't speak again and just stood there without moving.
Leave it to Lin Mo and the others to digest.
"If the sky falls, a tall man will bear it. It affects the lives of the people of the world and tens of millions of people. Is this burden too heavy for a junior?"
Lin Mo suddenly said at this time. In his opinion, this was a bit of a moral kidnapping.
The cause of this disaster did not lie with Ma Yuande, and the process did not occur with Ma Yuande. In the end, all the responsibility was placed on him simply because he had the ability to eliminate it.
what is this?
Is it possible that good people should be held at gunpoint?
"That's not what I meant." Zhang Shutong shook his head upon hearing this.
"No one should be responsible for this, and no one can be held responsible."
He raised his head and said, "This matter is like a transaction. If Yuan De is willing to return to Yizhou, we are willing to pay the price in exchange."
When he talked about the price, he was not only looking at Ma Yuande, but also at Lin Mo.
Speaking of this, Ying Qingya, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up, striking while the iron was hot:
"Yes, as long as Ma Yuande is willing to go back with us, no matter what he wants, Yizhou is no better than your barren Qihai. Whether it is the inheritance of various true skills or some heavenly and earthly treasures, we have everything!"
This matter is related to whether her father can take a further step in the court. No matter what the cost, as long as he can succeed, it will be worth it.
"You have everything?" Lin Mo seemed to be moved.
"Yes, everything is possible." Ying Qingya was delighted and nodded quickly.
"Then I want the black and white ghost lotus and the green sacred bamboo. Can you give it to me?" Lin Mo asked.
"..." The former was choked and didn't know how to speak.
Both of them are treasures in the Tiancai Volume, the former ranks fourth and the latter ranks fifteenth. Even Da Zhou has no idea, let alone her.
"Then if I want Yin Shaotian to die, is it possible?" Lin Mo asked again.
"You...you are just teasing me!" Ying Qingya finally reacted and became furious: "Do you think that because you are famous and powerful, no one will dare to touch you?
As powerful as the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, you still have to obey the orders of the imperial court. You, a Lingtai Sect, really have nothing to fear?"
She raised her hand and made a gesture.
"I have plenty of masters! Who do you think you are?!" Her face turned red and her voice became high-pitched.
…
Outside the house, in the woods.
Wan Qing was about to draw the sword, but it seemed to be sealed and could not be drawn out.
At this time, a faint gray mist spread around him, shrouding him.
The surrounding sea scented trees seemed to come alive at this moment, swaying their branches.
There were soft whispers in my ears, and a feeling of nausea emerged from the bottom of my heart.
Snap.
Wan Qing's hand suddenly felt a cold touch.
It was like someone grabbed his hand.
"Don't move, little one. If you move again, Shipo Sword God may not be able to use his sword anymore." A gentle teasing voice came from behind.
Evergreen pupils suddenly condensed into needle-like shapes.
His face suddenly changed drastically, his scalp was numb, and fine beads of sweat kept appearing.
Don't dare to move at all.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
no response.
Ying Qingya just raised her hands, receiving everyone's gaze, with a trace of panic in her beautiful eyes.
Gritting his teeth.
The hand was retracted, then stretched out suddenly, retracted, then stretched out again...
Still no response...
A surge of panic was like an evil beast, devouring her heart wantonly.
At this time, Zhang Shutong seemed to understand something and held the former down.
"Okay Qingya."
He looked at Lin Mo.
"My nephew is making trouble unreasonably. Thank you Lord Buddha for showing mercy. Since this matter is impossible, then... I'm sorry to bother you."
Naturally, there are not just two of them coming this time.
Among the entourage, there is also a master, a real master, the veteran Zhenjun boss who has been famous in Yizhou for many years, Shipo Sword God Wanqing.
After ten years of sharpening his sword, he was born into a world-famous swordsman.
But now he couldn't breathe at all, and he was obviously restrained by the young man in front of him who was known as the Demon Buddha.
He cannot be threatened with past kindness, nor can he be moved by exchange of interests. As for force, he lost from the beginning.
Then this trip naturally ended in failure.
Thinking of this, he cupped his hands again, then dragged the people beside him and walked out.
When he finally stepped out of the threshold, Zhang Shutong stopped, turned around, and glanced at Ma Yuande.
"Yuande, do you still remember the last sentence of the sixth volume of Thunder Theory?" He looked calm, like a teacher asking a student.
"A hero is a hero by any means necessary. A true hero is one who does not change his original intention. A hero can be a hero, but it is difficult for a hero to be a hero." Ma Yuande said subconsciously.
"Ying Yuxian is wrong, very wrong." Zhang Shutong laughed loudly, then turned around and strode away.
He should have had regrets, but for some reason, he was quite transparent at this time.
High-spirited, a bit like back then.
"Mr. Zhang, are you...going back?"
Ma Yuande looked at the skinny old man with his back straight in front of him and couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Shutong was stunned, stopped, and smiled, "I'm not in a hurry, I want to go to Yunze for a visit. There are ancient people there. I heard that the methods are passed down from ancient times. There are some mysterious things, and maybe I can gain something."
"Yunze? Mr. Zhang, why are you doing this...?" Ma Yuande's expression changed slightly.
Yunze, formerly known as Yunmengze, has been trapped in fog and white miasma all year round.
It is rumored that there are ancient people who are proficient in algorithms hiding in it, hiding from the world.
In order not to disturb others, they also keep all kinds of exotic animals.
Ordinary people, even warriors who go there, can easily lose their way, die in the mouths of animals, and lose their traces.
"I originally worked for the people of the world, and I have no regrets over the years. Everyone in the world knows this. How can I change my mind at this age?"
He looked at the young man behind him, then at Lin Mo, who had a calm face, and smiled.
"Yes, the general trend of the world can never be attributed to one person. A single spark can start a prairie fire. If possible, I would like to be that spark.
As for tomorrow’s matters, I’ll leave them to you tomorrow.”
After he said that, he stopped stopping and grabbed Ying Qingya who was standing aside. He took a few quick steps and disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Then the house fell into silence.
Ma Yuande, on the other hand, looked a little dazed, his brows furrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing this, Lin Mo naturally knew that the other party might be influenced by the words and stimulated by his words. He wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know where to start.
Just sigh softly.
Then I saw the latter slowly regaining his composure, the corners of his mouth raised, and he felt slightly relieved.
The worst result did not happen. Sure enough, how could it be so easy to make people throw their heads with words alone... Ma Yuande looked serious, bowed, and lowered his head.