No matter how old a son is, if he puts it in front of his father, he is still a son.
The father and son of the Lin family had been separated for many years, and seeing his old father now, Lin Shuo really wanted to hug his father and cry bitterly.
It's just that at this moment, the feelings in my heart can only be temporarily suppressed.
Lin Shuo lowered his head, and followed Lin Leshan to the Dragon Temple.
The time was 1998. At this time, more than ten years had passed since the Su family’s massacre, and there were only Su Tongji and Su Tongdu brothers left in Qiangdisu.
For the time being, it seems that the Su family's problem of keeping the incense is not big. The two brothers of the Su family are indeed not young, they are of the same generation as Lin Leshan, but they are not very old, younger than Zhang Lianhai, they are both 27 years old this year.
When the tragedy of the Su family happened, the two brothers were only sixteen years old, and they were hunting adults in the He family hunting ground, and escaped unharmed. If they pass the Kunlun Mountain barrier and follow the steps to marry a wife and have children, the incense of the main line of the Su family will not be broken.
It's just that at that time, the Su family only had this pair of young brothers, and there were only a few people, so many things could not be taken care of, including the Dragon Temple that the Su family had guarded for generations, which was also in disrepair for a long time.
More than ten years ago, when Lin Shuo followed his father into the Dragon Temple in the rain, he didn't pay much attention to this place. Now it is different from the past, from a player in the game to a player in the game, so he took a few more glances.
The temple has a main entrance and a side entrance, and the inside is roughly a courtyard structure, with a main hall in the middle and a statue of the dragon god inside.
There is a row of wing rooms on each side, which were originally suitable for people to live in, but now they can't, not to mention the wind and rain, and the house is also full of weeds and moss.
As long as the main hall is okay, the hunters can barely settle down by regenerating a fire in those places where the rain is leaking.
Lin Leshan led Lin Shuo and the others to the main entrance.
The main entrance is relatively more elegant, and there is a hall before entering, with eaves on it.
So before the four of them entered the door, there were already tiles on their heads that could shelter them from the rain.
Lin Leshan didn't go to the door in a hurry, but stopped in front of the door, took off his shirt, and wrung out the moisture in the clothes with his big hands like wringing a towel.
Don't look at the old leader's face at the moment, he looks sixty, but the body that is exposed at this time is still the feeling of a middle-aged man, with sharp muscles and no trace of fat.
While twisting his clothes, Lin Leshan looked up at the two men and a woman beside Lin Shuo.
Lin Shuo's handsome face now is mainly because of his wife, Yun Yuexin was the most beautiful woman in the family back then, and the old man Lin Leshan has ordinary looks, with squinted eyes.
But when he looked at people, there was light in his eyes, which were obviously not big, and looked like searchlights. The three of Miao Chengyun were silent.
Let alone them, Lin Shuo felt flustered standing beside him.
The old man has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, not to mention his ability, but his eyesight is extremely vicious. The nonsense he made up on the spur of the moment just now will probably be seen through at a glance.
Fortunately, at this moment, He Yongchang has been changed by Miao Chengyun, his red face has turned into a black charcoal face, Second Master Guan has been changed to Third Master Zhang, and He Yongchang himself has also activated bone shrinking skills, with a short stature If it is two inches longer, it will not be recognized directly.
As for the student identities that Lin Shuo assigned to the three of them, it's okay to be seen through, because Lin Shuo had said something beforehand, and their identities were introduced by themselves, and Lin Shuo just relayed them.
Lin Shuo was only nineteen years old at the moment, and he was inexperienced in the world, so it was normal to be deceived for a while.
So it's their business to be seen through, how to let them figure out their own way, the friend of the dead is better than the poor, so let's do it.
Thinking of this, Lin Shuo felt a little relieved.
Lin Leshan looked at the three of Miao Chengyun and asked, "Which school do you belong to?"
He Yongchang and Su Dongdong had a tacit understanding at this time, they didn't say anything, but looked at Miao Chengyun.
At times like this, one has to count on old artists like Miao Chengyun. And Mr. Miao lived up to expectations, he had already become a master of drama, panting like a grandson with his hands on his knees, and said: "The three of us are from Shaanxi Normal University. We came to Kunlun Mountain for hiking together. I didn't expect to encounter such bad weather. , Fortunately, I met the old gentleman and this brother... "
In the middle of Miao Chengyun's nonsense, Lin Leshan laughed.
The old leader did not refute, but looked at Su Dongdong and said: "Little girl, you are a pity."
Su Dongdong was puzzled, and then subconsciously looked at Lin Shuo, with a hint of asking for help in his eyes.
Lin Shuo shook his head silently, expressing his helplessness.
The old leader continued: "You are a good match for my Lin family. If you have never been married, I will have to be thick-skinned this time and match you with my kid. It's a pity, I think your appearance is not good. Young and beautiful, but with this walk and posture, I'm afraid the child is five or six years old?"
After Lin Leshan finished speaking, the few hunters present stopped talking, and Miao Chengyun also straightened up, it seemed that he didn't intend to pretend anymore.
Lin Shuo nodded, thinking it was normal.
This is my old man. He knows a woman by smelling her fragrance. He doesn't even need to look at him. He can tell what state this woman is in just by lifting his nose.
Whether a woman has ever given birth to a child is a world of difference, and it is absolutely impossible to hide it from him.
Lin Shuo frowned and stared, and said to Miao Chengyun and the others in a deep voice, "How can you three lie to me?"
Miao Chengyun was laughed out of anger, but he was an old artist after all, and he ignored Lin Shuo, but cupped his fists at Lin Leshan and said, "Boss Lin, my surname is Wang, the man next to me is named Li, and the surname Qian is female. The three of us work somewhere in Yanjing.
There are rumors of a hooked snake crossing the Kunlun Mountains, let us take a look at the situation.
You are busy with your work, don't worry about us, we are just watching.
Of course, if we encounter any difficulties and need help, we are obliged to do so. "
After Miao Chengyun's remarks, Lin Shuo was completely relieved.
Practitioners in China can be roughly divided into two types, one belongs to folk inheritance organizations, such as Liemen.
The other type is the official people, who eat the state salary, although they are not well-known in the door, but they are crouching tigers, hidden dragons.
Especially in the area around the capital, Yanjing, there are countless masters hiding there, even great practitioners who have practiced the three ways to the end of the world.
In ancient times, these people were called masters, but now when they introduced themselves, they were staff members somewhere in Yanjing.
These remarks not only perfectly explained the cultivation level that the three of Miao Chengyun couldn't hide, but also explained the reason why the three of them appeared here, and it was extremely inconvenient for the old man to investigate in an official capacity. Clever.
Lin Leshan smiled slightly, and continued to ask: "Looking at your cultivation, you are fearsome for younger generations. Who is your master?"
Miao Chengyun didn't change his face: "The three of us learned from Zhang Guohua."
Zhang Jin's grandfather, Zhang Guohua, was indeed an instructor in Yanjing for a while, and he had passed away many years ago.
When Lin Leshan heard the name, he couldn't help but nodded: "So it's brother Zhang's apprentice, Shuo'er, then these are your senior brothers and sisters, why don't you hurry up and greet him."
Lin Shuo bowed his hands to the three of them, and said solemnly, "Lin Shuo has met the three senior brothers and sisters."
After the five people outside the door introduced each other, Lin Shuo heard movement in the Dragon Temple.
Someone was making loud noises, as if they were cursing, but the rain was so loud that they couldn't hear clearly.
It's just that this voice was too familiar to Lin Shuo, it was his sworn brother, Zhang Lianhai.
The weight of this person in Lin Shuo's heart is actually almost the same as that of his own father Lin Leshan.
Zhang Lianhai was exactly one year older than Lin Shuo, twelve years old, and Lin Shuo's feelings for him were very similar to Zhang Jin's feelings for Lin Shuo.
This is not only his foster brother, but also his art teacher, or his idol since he was a child, and the man he wants to match or even surpass.
So as soon as Lin Shuo heard this voice, he wanted to go in and see his elder brother Zhang. After all, the two were separated by more than ten years.
Soon the five people entered the door, quickly walked through the rainy patio and yard, and stepped into the main hall of the Dragon Temple.
The main hall for worshiping the gods is not only large in size, but also high in height, seven or eight meters high. Even though there are already more than twenty people inside, it still looks empty.
Zhang Lianhai's roar reverberated throughout the hall, echoing the sound of thunder and rain outside, making people's brains buzz.
At this time, Zhang Lianhai was thirty-one years old. He was 1.9 meters tall and tall, with bushy eyebrows, big eyes and a Chinese character face. He stood there with his arms crossed and his arms folded. What's more, He was really angry right now.
At Zhang Lianhai's age, Cao Jiulong, the main lineage hunter of the Cao family, was originally competing with him in Lianmen. The two were once equally famous when they were in their twenties.
Later, the white-headed flying corpse of the Cao family lost control, and Cao Jiulong died in Ning Zhi's hands. Since then, Zhang Lianhai has been the only one among that group of hunters.
And after Yun Yuexin disappeared, Lin Leshan became old, and Miao Guangqi traveled across the oceans, Zhang Lianhai was actually the number one practitioner of Liemen at this time, the pinnacle figure at the end of human cultivation power, and his prestige in Liemen was second only to him. Lin Leshan, the old leader.
And Mr. Lin's temperament is tight inside and wide outside. He is very strict with his son but very kind to outsiders.
At this moment, Zhang Lianhai was berating a group of inheritance hunters of the Qicun family, to the effect that they fished in troubled waters and did not work hard.
This is actually inevitable. This group of people can go to Kunlun Mountains, that is, to sell face to the Lin family, and then gain favors. After all, this is not a real hunting business, and it is not worth the effort.
But Zhang's family is powerful here because they understand animal language, so there are many sources of news within a few hundred miles. Zhang Lianhai knows what happened to the surrounding hunter teams and knows that they are not doing anything.
Zhang Lianhai scolded people in a different style than Lin Shuo's who didn't use dirty words. He scolded people for something ugly, but he swears back Ruo Hongzhong for fear that others might not understand.
Lin Shuo stood behind him for about a minute, his face turned red when he heard this, and the hunters in front of him were even more scolded like Muggles, wishing they could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.
Of course, not everyone was convinced, but Zhang Lianhai was too powerful, even if everyone didn't want to hear it, they could only endure it and dare not speak back.
After Zhang Lianhai scolded everyone, he turned his head and bowed to Lin Leshan: "Boss, I have already taught these guys a lesson, don't worry, they won't dare to be lazy tomorrow."
Lin Leshan sighed, and bowed his hands to the hunters present one by one: "Everyone, you have worked hard today.
Don't take Lian Hai's words to heart, he has such a bad temper.
The fact that you are here this time and have not left today after traveling for ten days is due to your kindness to my Lin family, and I, Lin Leshan, will definitely repay it in the future.
Even if I, Lin Leshan, can't get out this time, there is still my son Lin Shuo. "
Speaking of this, Lin Leshan glanced at Lin Shuo and said, "Shuo'er, you have to remember those present."
Lin Shuo nodded emphatically, and looked at the people in the hall again as he did more than ten years ago.
Lin Shuo has never forgotten the faces of these twenty-eight hunters. Seeing them this time, he also has mixed feelings in his heart.
After all, more than ten years ago, he personally collected the corpses of these people.
To repay his kindness, he has been doing it one after another over the years, trying his best without hindering the development of Liemen, but this is not the point in the final analysis.
As a witness, he knew that these people died in the end, and the time would be tomorrow night.
People's death is like a lamp going out, and the benefits after the event will not fall on them, so repaying kindness is second, and the key is revenge.
In the thunderstorm night in Kunlun Mountains, who is the culprit, or in what capacity and form did it accomplish this matter.
Understanding these is the best comfort for the dead souls.
Thinking about this silently in his heart, Lin Shuo heard another movement at the door outside.
The brothers of the Su family quickly entered the hall, among them Su Tongji said:
"The Hooked Snake is going to cross the catastrophe tomorrow night, so please follow my brother to watch the ceremony tomorrow night."
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