In the past, there were only small pieces of jewelry circulating in the market, but then the fighting on the Makino Tidal Flats became more and more intense, and behemoths continued to emerge one after another, and the Alchemy Fang Ding was one of the representatives.
However, he went deep into the ancestral tomb and inspected it several times, but could not find any traces of theft. Not to mention that the tomb door was damaged, there was not even a hole for theft.
Jiang Tong was puzzled by the explanation, and even suspected that a cultivator in Gusu City who could retrieve objects from a distance had infiltrated into Gusu City. But how could an extraordinary and powerful man who was about to become an immortal look down on earthly things?
And there is no need to steal grain, grass and salt from ancestral tombs, right?
"Reporting to the head of the family, there is no clue about this matter yet." Jiang Tong told the truth frankly and offered advice, "Rather than just sit back and wait for death, it is better to mend the situation after it has been lost."
"That's fine." Lin Wei obviously trusted him a lot and his tone was gentle, "Order all the servants to dispatch and empty the ancestral tomb secret vault. The new location will be chosen in this mansion."
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Finish talking about the business.
Lin Wei finally calmed down.
"You have been following me for more than fifty years, right? It's been hard on you these days when it's hard to distinguish between human beings and ghosts. You must have seen the current situation of the Lin family. If you have any need that is not excessive, just ask."
"There are no desires or requirements for a small job." Jiang Tong said calmly.
"Hey, have you escaped into Buddhism?" Lin Wei patted him on the shoulder, "You have no desires and desires, so how dare I say the next words and entrust you with important responsibilities?"
Jiang Tong has been Lin Wei's close guard since he was a child. He eats and lives together and is considered his second shadow.
It is this deep and true friendship between master and servant that Lin Wei did not silence Jiang Tong even if he was ordered to poison his eldest brother who was the former head of the family.
However, now that Lin Wei has made an extremely solemn advance payment, he is obviously planning to arrange an extremely dangerous task, which may very well lead to death.
"We have been away from home for fifty-seven years and have yet to offer incense and worship our parents." Jiang Tong's voice was low and he slowly raised his head, "I would like to rest for three days to fulfill my filial piety."
"Please offer three more pillars of incense for me." Lin Wei sighed.
The sky will be bright.
A piece of fish belly white emerges from the distant mountains to the east.
The morning mist condenses on the blue tiles and turns into a string of dewdrops along the eaves, falling on the stone slabs and making a sound.
The autumn cold was soaking the people, Lin Wei subconsciously approached the candlestick, with a solemn expression on his face: "When Gusu City was opened as a port, there was a lively grass and flower fairy who repeatedly performed extraordinary feats. Without her, there would be no Cangxi Northern Territory
The first city.”
"This woman carries the energy of the earth and can enlighten vegetation, trees, mountains and rocks at will. She is a veritable Dongjun Immortal."
"It is rumored that Luo Shi, the lord of Gusu City, started from scratch with her help. If we take her under our command, we will be able to make a comeback. This is not a delusion."
Is Suzhou City opening a port?
Is this something from three thousand years ago or seven thousand years ago?
While Jiang Tong hesitated, he knew that Lin Wei wanted him to find this woman so as to save the Lin family.
But starting from the beginning, this Dongjun Immortal Lord has been around for thousands of years and has seen all the vicissitudes of the world. His level of cultivation must be unpredictable. What kind of bargaining chips can the Lin family offer to impress her?
Thinking of this, Jiang Tong suddenly understood why Lin Wei took the matter seriously and took the lead in comforting himself.
This trip is really dangerous.
Jiang Tong was silent, just nodded, and then waited for Lin Wei to speak again.
"This is a portrait that the ancestors of the Lin family carefully copied after seeing Dongjun Immortal Lord in person." Lin Wei unfolded a withered yellow scroll and pushed it towards Jiang Tong, "Your mission is to find her and bring her back."
Jiang Tong looked up, his pupils narrowed slightly, but he remained silent.
"What's wrong? If you have anything to say, just say it." Lin Wei frowned deeply.
"Weizhi has probably seen this woman, and there are many of them."
"Really?" Lin Weiwei was overjoyed, but suddenly noticed another clue, "What does the large number mean?"
Jiang Tong thought for a while and then replied politely: "The master of the house has never set foot in Fengyue places. I don't know what's wrong. The Dongjun Immortal on this painting is exactly the same as the many singers and dancers in Yanliu Lane."
"They really look alike?"
"The appearance is in harmony with the spirit."
"That rumor is correct." Lin Wei smiled widely and clapped his hands, "Dongjun Xianzun broke up with the city lord Luo Shi for some unknown reason. Since then, he has retired from the world and inspired countless Chiliu to become clones."
Listen to this.
Jiang Tong realized that Dongjun Xianzun did exist and was hiding in Gusu City. At the same time, he was bound to carry out a dangerous and desperate mission.
"Gusu City is now reduced to such a state, and the city lord Luo Shi cannot be reused." Of course, Lin Wei could see that Jiang Tong's face was serious, and comforted him, "Then Dongjun Xianzun must not be very clever in his scheming skills."
"In this trip, the best thing you can do is to be smart, and the second best thing is to use force. You can even escape intact, and then go home and offer incense to fulfill your filial piety."
Lin Wei took out a jade porcelain bottle as he spoke, as small as a thumb: "This is Qi Jue Cartilage Powder, which is colorless and odorless. Even just smoke can soften people's Qi Soul and extinguish their spiritual consciousness."
"You must go all out for a small job." Jiang Tong accepted the jade porcelain vase, but instead of saluting, he hid his figure and suddenly disappeared.
The next moment.
As the candlelight flickered, the housekeeper Lin Su suddenly rushed into the study and said quickly: "I'm reporting to the head of the family! Ye Xiangchen insists on visiting!"
"There is nothing!" Lin Wei saw the candlestick being extinguished by the strong wind outside the door. He raised his foot and kicked Lin Su over, scolding, "Didn't I say that I would beat him with a stick?"
Lin Su rolled over the steps and fell out of the study, banging his head and bleeding. Although he didn't dare to complain at all, he felt extremely miserable in his heart.
The Lin family and the Ye family have been close friends for generations. How could they suddenly fall out?
What's more, Ye Xiangchen is the legitimate head of the family and a very important figure in Gusu City. How can he be beaten randomly?
"Master Lin is very angry." Ye Xiangchen walked into the courtyard alone, helped Lin Su up and gave him two gold leaves, then turned to look at Lin Wei with a gloomy face, "Why don't you light the lamp?"
Lin Wei rolled up his sleeves and sat on the main chair, snorting coldly: "I'm not like the head of the Ye family, who has a lot of money. It's daybreak. It's a waste to light the lamp."
"Hey, you old guy..." Ye Xiangchen shook his head helplessly, twirling his fingers to activate his spiritual power to light the candlestick, "I heard that the hotel at the east gate of your home was burned down, and so many people died on the spot.
How are you going to explain it?"
"What do I need to explain? Is there anything to explain!" Lin Wei puffed his beard and glared, "If they hadn't been thinking about my treasure, would they have been killed by the miasma mandrill and cried for father and mother?"
Ye Xiangchen rubbed the corners of his gray eyes, obviously he had not slept all night, and said tiredly: "Your nephew, that is your family matter, I don't care about it."
"But what about those aristocratic families?"
"Old man, you still expect them to guard Gusu City and preserve their ancestral property!"
Lin Maofeng's death is more or less strange, and if you associate it with Lin Wei's official position as the head of the family, it is difficult not to make people suspicious.
But Lin Maofeng's biological father and eldest brother were gone, and he himself was nothing more than a loser. He was dead when he died, and Ye Xiangchen had no intention of delving into the clues.
But aristocratic families are different.
The Ye family has been an official in Gusu City for generations, and they do have a lot of resources in their hands. However, their immediate boss, the city lord Luo Yongfeng, is like a puppet, and the Ye family cannot stand alone as a forest.
In short.
Without the cooperation of the famous family, Ye Xiangchen will definitely be the second puppet. Now if he doesn't stand up and uphold justice, he probably won't be able to become a puppet. Before the stalemate with Lin Wei is completely stalemate, he will take his place no matter what.
The aristocratic family asked for an explanation, whether it was successful or not, at least they made a statement.