Chapter 892 What belongs to me will also belong to you
The capital of the Beihai Empire.
Spring is bright.
I don’t know if it was because the news of victory that kept coming from the front exaggerated the brightness of the spring of 8889. The weather has been surprisingly good for a while.
The air PM2.5 index is 0.
The earth is rejuvenated.
The traces of war scars in the city are quickly disappearing.
The destroyed houses and pavilions have been rebuilt, and the burned trees have been replanted.
The vitality of the past has returned to this city, which represents the highest level of politics, economy, culture, and martial arts in the Beihai Empire. People coming and going on the streets have begun to smile.
Something called hope has taken root in this city.
There are two biggest changes in the capital.
In addition to countless new graves in cemeteries everywhere, statues of various shapes based on Lin Beichen are increasing crazily inside and outside the capital.
Ding Sanshi and Princess Xihai have been in the capital for three days.
This is not Ding Sanshi's first visit to the capital.
The changes in things and people are difficult to arouse too many emotions in this martial arts master who has experienced the vicissitudes of life.
However, various legends about Lin Beichen and various architectural sculptures about Lin Beichen still made him feel unreal.
In the tea shop.
The storyteller, who was wearing a shabby scholar's robe and accompanied by two little book boys, was spitting.
The tea guests present applauded.
And the protagonist of the story, the guys named Lin Yingxiong, Lin Pope, and Lin Wushen, are they really his close disciples?
That idiot in Yunmeng City suddenly became the idol of the entire empire?
pope?
God of War?
handsome man?
Miracle worker?
moron?
spendthrift?
Which one is his true identity?
What kind of monster apprentice did I take on?
Ding Sanshi sat in the crowd, looking at the faces around him that were excited because of hearing Lin Beichen's story. He took a sip of tea and asked himself quietly in his heart.
Who would have thought that the prodigal son who misbehaved in Yunmeng City No. 3 Junior College could actually reach such heights today.
Even though he later became optimistic about Lin Beichen's talent in swordsmanship, he never expected that this little idiot could become a hero who saved the empire in such a short period of time.
If I raise my arms now and say that I am Lin Beichen's master, what will happen?
Will he be treated like the father of a hero by these excited people?
Ding Sanshi thought about it and felt that the most likely outcome was to be beaten up by these people, and he couldn't explain it at all, so he gave up the idea.
After listening to the storyteller in the tea shop, it was almost time.
Ding Sanshi returned to the Hai Clan Embassy with his hands behind his back, sighing with emotion all the way.
The embassy is a temporary new building, imitating the architectural style of the sea people on land. The warlocks of the sea people have arranged hundreds of formations to simulate the temperature and humidity conditions suitable for the life of the sea people.
There is also a specially opened saltwater lake in the backyard.
Enter the gate and follow the stone road to the front of the building.
"Master, I miss you so much."
An exaggerated and familiar voice came from the embassy gate.
Lin Beichen, dressed in white as snow, rushed out from inside.
Ding Sanshi was startled.
This kid is finally back?
Well, it looks the same as before, nothing has changed.
His heart was filled with joy to see Lin Beichen again, but he deliberately controlled his emotions, instinctively maintaining the dignity of a teacher, and said with a serious face: "Well, as a teacher... eh?"
But Lin Beichen had already rushed up and hugged him.
"Hey? You kid, we haven't seen you for a long time. How would you behave if you put me down as a teacher?"
"Hey, hey? Don't turn...too fast."
"Dizziness, wanting to vomit..."
"Hey, evil disciple, quickly put down your position as master...your master wife is watching."
How could Ding Sanshi bear this?
This villain was so strong that he couldn't resist at all. He was picked up and spun around with the "magic power of love" that broke the speed of sound.
The conservative old man couldn't stand the too unrestrained way of meeting, so he just said "evil disciple" and scolded him.
"Master, I miss you, my disciple."
Lin Beichen put Ding Sanshi down, stretched out his hand, and said cheerfully: "Bring it here."
"What?"
Ding Sanshi breathed heavily.
Lin Beichen said matter-of-factly: "Meeting gifts, congratulatory gifts, etc..."
"What kind of gift do you want to meet me? What kind of gift do you want to congratulate me on?"
Ding Sanshi looked confused.
Lin Beichen was even more confused.
With an exaggerated expression on his face, he said: "Isn't that right, Master? Don't you know that during your absence, I celebrated a birthday, killed two evil gods from outside the world, and was promoted to heavenly beings.
You have been granted a title and have done many important things? Master, you have been absent from so many important moments in my life. Didn’t you prepare some kind of meeting gift for this meeting to make it up to me, my disciple?"
Ding Sanshi's left forehead drooped with a drop of cold sweat.
Totally unprepared.
"Let's talk about it later."
He waved his hands.
"Ah, in that case...Master, I suddenly remembered that the bones of my brother Han on Luoxing Cliff have not been found yet. I will go back and get busy. You can wander around the capital by yourself, and don't come to me if you have anything to do...
"
Lin Beichen turned around and left.
When he turned his head, he saw Yan Ying, the second-year senior sister, sitting in a wheelchair.
This girl was looking at him like an idiot.
"Hey, senior sister, long time no see. You are so big... and beautiful."
Lin Beichen stretched out his arms and walked over, smiling and saying: "Come, let junior brother give me a hug."
The girl in the wheelchair pulled out the dagger hidden in the armrest of the wheelchair.
Cold light flashes.
"Ah ha, I was just joking, why is there such a big reaction?"
Lin Beichen immediately stood still and said seriously: "We are all our own people. It's true that we are so ignorant of outsiders."
Princess Xihai stood aside, leaning against the column at the door, with a rare soft smile on her face, watching the interaction between her daughter and Lin Beichen.
A daughter who has always kept strangers away, and who kills at every turn, never has a good look towards other people.
But it was obviously different for Lin Beichen.
Lin Beichen's behavior just now would have killed anyone else more than a dozen times. He and the eldest princess clearly saw that although their daughter had taken out the knife, there was no look of disgust on her face.
I have to say that this Lin Beichen is really a genius who can create special things everywhere.
And, what's even more rare is that my mood is really surprisingly good.
If it were any other young man of this age, once he became a hero respected by the whole country, he would be most likely to have an unbalanced mentality.
Not to mention that he is so swollen that he doesn't even recognize his relatives, I'm afraid he can still exercise some airs and at least develop his own aura. But this Lin Beichen seems as if nothing has happened, and he still has the same playful smile as before.
any changes.
Even if it is his master, on the surface
His strength is far inferior to him.
But he still used language to ridicule, but actually respected him.
A few words of seemingly innocent teasing brought everyone closer in an instant.
Of course, maybe this is because he has a brain disease?
The master's wife thought so in her heart.
…
…
After a while.
In the hall.
"Master, haven't you, your old man, permanently entered the West Sea Court?" Lin Beichen said curiously: "I didn't even go to save you, but you were so weak in cultivation and you came out early. Could it be that you, the son-in-law of the Sea Clan, are so heartless and crazy?
Has the Earth Devoured the Lord?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Ding Sanshi slapped Lin Beichen on the back of the head and said angrily: "What kind of son-in-law? What kind of master-devourer? The Xihai Tinghai Clan, under my diligent teachings and patient persuasion, finally repented and realized the past.
Wrong, I have recognized my status as a master and will no longer make things difficult for you and me. It is my master’s charisma, powerful force, and strict principles that have conquered the West Sea Tinghai Clan, you evil disciple..."
The junior wife and junior sister didn't say anything, they just looked at him intently.
We don't talk.
We'll just watch you show off quietly.
Under such gaze, Ding Sanshi's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he had no choice but to change his words and said: "Of course, the power of the land and sea tribe with Xiao Ying'er continues to grow, and you, the evil disciple, are killing people on Luo Xing Cliff.
It has something to do with being too ruthless, Xihaiting is best at adapting to the wind..."
When Lin Beichen heard this, he suddenly realized.
So that’s it.
Xihaiting is scared.
Wheelchair senior sister Yanying's power on land continues to grow. The land sea tribe and the Beihai Empire signed the most in-depth trade agreement in history, and has become the most powerful military and economic force in the West Sea Tribe.
And in the battle of Luo Xing Cliff, he killed an Archbishop, a Pope, a Central Level 5 Titled Celestial Being and an Aurora Military God. I am afraid that the old diehards in Xihaiting were scared to death, and they were afraid that they would leave after killing the Aurora Man.
Because they made a big fuss in the Dragon Palace, they gave Lao Ding and his wife their freedom in advance.
And if you calculate these carefully, they are all your own credit.
After all, the development of Yanying's land and sea clan was driven by my handsome and witty Lin Beichen.
I'm the one behind the scenes.
Lin Beichen was excited and ready to show off, but he received the murderous look from the senior sister in the wheelchair.
So stop.
Seeing this kind of interaction, the teacher's wife covered her mouth.
Master and apprentice are two shameless things.
"By the way, Master, you wrote a letter to urge me to come to the capital. It's not just for a simple meeting. What is the big event mentioned in your letter?"
Lin Beichen changed the topic and asked curiously.
A rare trace of seriousness appeared on Ding Sanshi's old face, and he said: "The main reason I urge you to come back is because you have to accompany me on a trip to Baiyun City."
Baiyun City, the holy land of martial arts in the Beihai Empire.
It was created by the senior brother of the first emperor of the Beihai Empire.
It can be said that Baiyun City and the royal family of the Beihai Empire have always shared weal and woe. Blood is thicker than water. They are two grasshoppers on a rope. They are a community of interests that share the same breath and destiny.
But this time the Beihai Empire suffered a disaster, Baiyun City did not contribute the slightest strength, and had zero sense of existence. It did not even come out to fight, which was very unloyal and strange.
"What are you going to do in Baiyun City, Master?"
Lin Beichen took out a few green fruits and offered them to him, and continued to inquire further.
Ding Sanshi said: "Go and get back what belongs to me and will also belong to you."