Lin's mansion is majestic, painted with gold and silver. On both sides of the gate, there are eight barbarian men holding halberds guarding each side. They are majestic and intimidating.
Seeing Fang Xiu approaching, a Lin Mansion guard commander (special extra) with a saber strode forward, the armor on his body colliding with each other, making a clanging sound.
He squinted his eyes, looked Fang Xiu up and down, and said in a lukewarm tone: "I'm here to stay overnight, maybe. You turn back, walk two hundred meters along the intersection in front of you, then turn left, and you will see Yuelai Inn.
The owner of my house has reserved a few guest rooms, and someone will receive you when you go!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and stood back to his original position without waiting for Fang Xiu's reply.
It seems that Xuantian Haozong disciples stay overnight in Lin Mansion no longer happen dozens or hundreds of times.
"Brother Dao, I came to Lin Mansion not just to stay overnight!"
Fang Xiu could only step forward to explain.
"Sponsor the spirit stone, right?"
The guard commander did not hesitate, and directly took out five spirit stones and stuffed them into Fang Xiu's hands: "The master of the house has been in a bad mood these days. Just take the spirit stones and leave as soon as possible. Don't have other ideas.
You are a smooth talker, you have kidnapped several of our maids!"
"I'm not here for the spiritual stones, and I don't want to kidnap anyone!"
Fang Xiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He put the five spiritual stones back into his arms and said, "I came to the Lin Mansion here on the order of the elders of the sect to send the ashes of the outer sect's deacon Wei Gan back to his hometown!"
"Who are you talking about? Mr. Wei!"
When the guard commander heard this, his face changed slightly, and there was a hint of caution in his tone: "Little Taoist Priest, there are some things you cannot say carelessly. Mr. Wei and the head of the house are blood brothers. The head of the house has always been very concerned about Mr. Wei. You
If what you said is false, even if you are a disciple of the Holy Sect, the head of the family will never forgive you lightly!"
"I have here a letter written by Master Mu Ai, the elder of Xuantian Haozong, and the ashes of Senior Wei!"
Fang Xiu unpacked the package and took out the small box and letter.
"Mr. Wei passed away unexpectedly!"
When the guard commander saw the letter with the seal of Xuantian Haozong, he no longer suspected that it was fake. After giving brief instructions to the guards around him, he led Fang Xiu into the Lin Mansion.
"The head of the family has been thinking about Mr. Wei for more than two hundred years, but he still hasn't been able to see him for the last time!"
"But it's better to have news than no news at all!"
The guards led Fang Xiu through the corridors and came to a courtyard deep in the Lin Mansion.
As soon as Fang Xiu entered the courtyard, he saw a thin young man standing in the corner of the courtyard, with his hands in his pockets, looking up at the sky, mumbling something, not knowing what he was saying.
That’s right, with your hands in your pockets!
Fang Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Since his rebirth, this is the first time he has seen a person in this world with pockets on his pants!
And there are more than two of them, and they are quite hip-hop style.
"The Lin family borer is hopeless!"
The guard commander's gaze swept across the young man's thin back, with an undisguised look of disdain in his eyes.
Seeing Fang Xiu's expression change slightly, he explained: "His name is Lin Xian, not Xianyu, the young master of the Lin family!"
"Young master of the Lin family?"
The surprise in Fang Xiu's eyes became even stronger.
The world of cultivation is strictly hierarchical and cannot be exceeded.
Along the way, he also saw that the Lin Mansion had a lot of rules, and all the servants and guards were strict and very well-behaved.
How could a little guard commander be so disrespectful to his young master in front of outsiders!?
When Fang Xiu was confused, two more girls (extra performers) dressed as maids walked out of a small house.
When passing by the young master of the Lin family, a girl's mouth twisted with a sarcastic look on her face.
And another girl even whispered: "Trash!"
Fang Xiu was even more surprised.
"Little Taoist, this is a joke of my Lin family, just pretend you didn't see it!" The guard commander seemed a little embarrassed.
When Fang Xiu saw this, he didn't hesitate to ask more questions, so he followed the guard commander towards the study.
But when passing by the young master of the Lin family, Fang Xiu vaguely heard a few words from Lin Xian talking to himself.
"All human suffering is essentially anger at one's own incompetence."
"You have to work very hard to see my ashes rising from the dust!"
"Most people's efforts are so low that they don't even have the chance to compete for talent, but I'm different. I only have talent!"
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"Ah this..."
Fang Xiu was startled for a moment, and a feeling of déjà vu suddenly arose in his heart.
He looked sideways and saw the young master of the Lin family, who had been standing with his pocket in his pocket, suddenly moved.
He took his hands out of his trouser pockets, drew a large circle in front of him, and finally brought them together at his sides, making a movement similar to the "Turtle Wave Kung Fu".
"Hey!"
The young master of the Lin family shouted softly, his arms trembling slightly, and his two palms that were clenched into circles could not suppress the trembling.
It was as if a huge and terrifying energy was condensed in the palm of his hand and was about to burst out.
"You have to believe in the light, I will use the moon to destroy you!"
The young man looked solemn, shouted again, and pushed forward with the "Turtle Wave Kung Fu". He only heard the onomatopoeia dubbing "boom boom boom" in his mouth, but the hands he pushed out did not even blow up the breeze.
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When Fang Xiu saw this, he almost turned to stone on the spot, and a word from his previous life suddenly appeared in his mind.
Middle school boy!
Sure enough, human thoughts are always connected!
In the world of cultivation, there are also unruly young men who run after the light.
"The Taoist priest is laughing!"
The guard commander had an awkward smile on his face. Even though he had rehearsed beforehand, he still couldn't control his ten toes. He was so busy in his boots that he almost dug out the ground of the three-bedroom, one-living-room, one-bathroom and one-barrel house.
Just listen to him say: "Actually, my young master was not like this originally. He was originally a genius of my Lin family, the pride of the family. Since he was born, the power of his soul has far exceeded that of ordinary people, and his understanding is extremely high. After he entered the practice, he became even more outstanding.
Fei Mengjin, at the age of fourteen, was already at the peak of Qi training!"
"It's a pity that for some unknown reason, after the young master turned fourteen, his cultivation suddenly stopped progressing and even began to regress. Now I'm afraid he doesn't even have the fifth level of Qi training!"
"I don't know when the young master started to give up on himself, and he became what he is now!"
The guard commander let out a long sigh. He walked outside the study door and bowed inside to report: "The head of the family, Elder Mu Ai of the Xuantian Hao Sect, sent his disciples to bring back Mr. Wei's ashes!"
"What did you say!"
In the study room, a shocked middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded.
The next second, the stormy wind rolled up the dark clouds, and the originally clear sky was covered with dark clouds. There was a loud thunder on the ground, and there was lightning and thunder.
It was as if the whole world was moved by the shock and grief of the people in the room!
The door opened, and a tall, middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and disheveled clothes rushed out. He was sad and shocked, shocked and relieved. He rushed to Fang Xiu with bare feet, three steps at a time.
"Where is my big brother!"
The middle-aged man's face was covered with tear stains, and the tears couldn't stop falling. His sad eyelids could hardly be opened.
“Deacon Wei’s ashes are here!”
Fang Xiu quickly held the small box in his hands, looked at the sad face of the head of the Lin family with lip marks, and comforted him: "People cannot be resurrected after death. Deacon Wei died peacefully and was cremated on the spot!"
"Brother!"
When the middle-aged male god heard this, he looked at the small box in Fang Xiu's hand, his eyes were dull, his expression was full of disbelief and unacceptable, and his mouth opened wide.
His body kept shaking, he slowly took the small box with both hands, hugged it tightly to his chest, kept sobbing with his eyes closed, and his eyelids twitched wildly.