When he heard Lin Ji's words, the one who had the biggest reaction was not Zhang Qixian and his wife, but Qin Jinsong who was watching the excitement.
"Green pear fruit?!"
Qin Jinsong suddenly stood up, his eyes became extremely fierce, and he glared at Zhang Qixian and his wife.
"Is it the one in the cave to the south? The one guarded by Ziyun Qingniu? You stole it while people were sleeping?!"
Seeing that the matter was revealed and there was no way to explain it away, Zhang Qixian could only nod.
"Yes... Sir, you mentioned it last time, and Meng'er and I remembered it."
Qin Jinsong narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "If I remember correctly, the fruits on the tree will take another month or two to mature."
Zhang Qixian's eyes evaded and said: "Meng'er and I are at a low level. Even if the fruit is not yet ripe, it is enough for the two of us to bear."
Hearing this, Qin Jinsong took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.
"I told you last time that I discovered that fruit five years ago, yes or no?"
"yes."
"I said there is a purple cloud green cow guarding it, which saves me the effort of guarding, right?"
"yes."
"I also said that when it is almost ripe, I can send the Ziyunqingniu away and pick the fruits, right?"
Qin Jinsong was afraid that these two guys would come up with ideas, so he made a special effort, but to his surprise, he still couldn't suppress the greed in their hearts.
Zhang Qixian didn't dare to answer, but nodded slightly.
"Where's the fruit?" Qin Jinsong asked again.
"We... ate." Zhang Qixian glanced at Lin Ji and replied.
Qin Jinsong sneered, stood up and walked out.
"Brother Lin, please keep an eye on these two people while I go to their house."
Lin Jizheng on the side was amazed at the change of things. Upon hearing this request, he naturally agreed.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, they can't go anywhere."
Zhang Qixian and Zhang Qixian's expressions suddenly changed as they watched Qin Jinsong leave.
"Sir, this is against the rules..."
"How big are you! Zhang Qixian, if your father hadn't saved my life back then, you selfish people like you, do you think I would still keep you in the Tiansi Supervisor?"
As soon as the words fell, Qin Jinsong's figure disappeared.
Lin Jize smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to be so courageous. You dare to seize something that your immediate boss likes?"
Zhang Qixian and others ignored Lin Ji. After trying to leave and being blocked by Lin Ji's spiritual energy, they also knew that they could not offend Lin Ji, so they whispered to each other in low voices.
Not long after, Qin Jinsong came back with a small bundle in his hand.
Opening the baggage, there were three cyan fruits, the size of a fist.
He pointed at the fruit angrily and said: "Sure enough, it's not yet ripe, what a waste of natural resources! If this fruit is ripe, taking one piece can equal the three years of hard work of a Japanese monk! Now I'm afraid the medicine is not half as powerful as a mature fruit."
After a pause, Qin Jinsong looked at Lin Ji again and said, "Brother Lin, give me one of these fruits. Although for you and me, this unripe green pear fruit is just better than nothing, but if you want to get this seventh-grade spiritual fruit,
It should taste good.”
"Lin is ashamed to accept this."
Although he said he was ashamed of receiving it, Lin Ji directly reached out and took out a piece of fruit and threw it into the Qiankun in his sleeve.
"What's in his sleeve? Brother Lin is amazing." Qin Jinsong on the side saw this scene and complimented him casually.
Immediately afterwards, he looked at Zhang Qixian again, but did not speak.
Seeing this scene, Lin Ji immediately knew that they probably had something to say, otherwise they wouldn't have taken the initiative to talk about sharing the fruit happily, and now they were acting like this.
Make it clear to see off guests.
Thinking of this, Lin Ji stood up and cupped his hands.
"After receiving the fruit, Lin took his leave."
"Brother Lin, go slowly. Come back when you have time. Brother, I will definitely host a banquet for you."
"polite."
...
After Lin Ji left, most of the gloom on Qin Jinsong's face disappeared.
He glanced at the package in his hand, picked up a green pear fruit, took a bite, and then threw the remaining fruit to Zhang Qixian.
"How dare you two provoke the Ziyun Niu Clan? The old ox guarding the fruit is a half-step demon king. Even I don't dare to provoke it easily. You don't want your life?" Zhang Qixian smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Why two of you?
Can’t wait for months?”
"Uncle Qin, my father can't survive that time."
Upon hearing this, Qin Jinsong sighed.
"This green pear fruit can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Your father has been controlled by the Holy Fire Cult and cannot be saved." Qin Jinsong said and knocked on his head again, "There is a problem here, and even the gods can't persuade him to come back."
."
"Expect the heart-clearing effect of green pear fruit? It's difficult."
Zhang Qixian suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Qin Jinsong three times.
"Uncle Qin, thanks to your help in concealing it all these years, my father's affairs have not been exposed. If it doesn't work this time, then Qi Xian will give up completely."
Qin Jinsong stood up and helped Zhang Qixian up.
"I'm not helping you. Your father is also my old friend and my benefactor."
"We can't really watch him fall into the Holy Fire Cult. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we should try it."
Zhang Qixian also nodded heavily after standing up.
At this moment, Liu Meng on the side suddenly asked doubtfully: "Uncle Qin, since that bull demon is so powerful, how do you think Master Lin sent it away?"
"Lin Ji is also a day trip."
"But even Uncle Qin, you may not be able to send that bull demon away..."
"Who said Lin Ji is not as good as me?" Qin Jinsong asked casually.
Zhang Qixian and Liu Meng were both stunned.
"But how talented is Mr. Lin? He..."
"Oh, don't think of him as a junior just because he doesn't look good." Zhang Qixian thought of the news from the capital and breathed a sigh of relief, "Even if I were to face this Mr. Lin, I would be at best a 50-50 draw."
"this..."
Zhang Qixian and Liu Meng looked at each other, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes.
...
At the same time, Lin Ji had arrived at a restaurant in Beiguan City.
Everywhere you go, it's a waste of time if you don't try the local specialties.
But just as we sat down in the restaurant, before the waiter came over to greet us, another group of soldiers came in from outside.
"Today, our commander is hosting a banquet for all the soldiers. I would like to ask all my friends to change places to eat. The money for the meal here is ours." A man dressed as a general said.
Seeing that it was the Zhenbei Army, the guests in the restaurant greeted him with smiles without any aggrievement.
Lin Ji still sat still because he saw one of the group of Zhenbei soldiers.
Zhang Dahe.
At this time, Zhang Dahe was standing at the front, with Song Lian on the right and him on the left.
But among them was a middle-aged man with bright eyes.
Just when Lin Ji was looking at them, those people also saw Lin Ji who had not moved away.
The general who had just spoken was about to step forward, but was stopped by the leader.
"General Lu Nanting of Zhenbei."
Lin Ji smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Jian Tiansi, Lin...Lin Ji."
His voice suddenly stuttered twice because he suddenly remembered something.
If I remember correctly, Lu Zhaoer's father seems to be in Yunzhou, commanding the Zhenbei Army.
He hadn't thought about it before, but now that he saw the real person, Lin Jicai suddenly came to his senses.
This is Lu Zhaoer’s father!
At the same time, Lu Nanting's voice sounded again.
"Brother Lin came to Yunzhou on business? It's been a long journey. If you don't mind, come with us."
"You...what did you call me?"
"Brother Lin, what, brother, you don't like this title?"
Lin Ji's face showed a smile that was uglier than crying.