"Ha ha ha ha!!"
In a burst of hearty laughter.
At the banquet in the villa, his father Lin Zhiwen was bragging loudly about how he was snatched and rescued from the enemy by Lin Xin back then.
"At that time, I told you, I just yelled! I shouted, you kill as you want, you kill as you want, master, if I make my voice louder today? Are I not a good man!" Lin Zhiwen blushed and had a thick neck. Pointing with a finger is like a hero in the rivers and lakes.
On the side, people from Lu Cableway, Gongsunli, and the heads of the three major systems of Ou Yinghong sat around and drank with them. Lin Xinyuan, Huang Puyang, etc. were also there. On the other side, there were leaders from various forces in the villa present at the tables, only a few of them looked stiff and expressionless, and most of them smiled in agreement.
"As a result." Lin Zhiwen chuckled, "As a result, when my son Lin Xingang showed up, he waved his hand like that."
He paused. Looking at the curious eyes of the people around him, and feeling that everyone was focusing on him, he felt even more proud.
"I saw a flash of white light! Swish! The man next to me, his head fell to the ground at that time! He rolled down, and if my son hadn't pushed me away, the blood would have been poured on me!"
Lin Xinyuan and Huang Puyang looked at each other helplessly. Looking at the people around me, most of them want to laugh but dare not laugh. In fact, everyone has seen through Lin Zhiwen’s bragging nature. When he gets old, he has everything he wants all day long, so he starts to enjoy all kinds of things. His young ambitions have been overfulfilled by his son. What’s wrong with him? Relieved. I just don't know why I became obsessed with storytelling. The tone of talking and bragging has also become speechless
Zhao Yuniang and other female relatives were having dinner together in another single room at the back, separated by a bead curtain, they couldn't help shaking their heads helplessly when they heard the voice from here. Every time to celebrate Lin Zhiwen's birthday, there will be all kinds of bragging. Lin Zhiwen's mouth is full of hype, and the lowly people have the right to listen to storytelling stories.
He actually knew it himself, but it was just for fun.
Xiao Linzhen was only ten years old, and he stayed beside Lin Zhiwen's aunt and let her feed him. In addition, he talked with a little boy who was also born with him from time to time.
A group of people ate and drank and bragged. Suddenly there was a shout from outside.
'The owner is here! ... .'
As soon as the sound fell, the originally lively hall quickly fell silent.
A white shadow flashed outside the hall.
A slender figure suddenly appeared at the door, dressed in white and black with the red flower sword pinned to his waist at all times.
Everyone got up one after another. Turn to the door.
"Hello, owner!"
Slightly uneven salutes sounded continuously.
Lin Xin smiled back at everyone gently.
"Everyone is free, I just came to take a look, father's birthday banquet, I personally made a lime pill from the alchemy room as a congratulatory gift."
He walked up to Lin Zhiwen. Give him a red brocade box in your sleeve.
"Hey, good son! I won't say thank you!" Lin Zhiwen laughed heartily, and took the brocade box.
Lin Xin also smiled softly, and glanced at the restrained crowd.
"You don't have to be restrained. I just came here temporarily to take a look. It's time to drink, drink, and eat. Don't worry about me."
"Daddy..." Xiaolin trotted to his side and hugged his leg. "Daddy, when will you teach me the Xiaomen Talisman?"
"Hey..." Lin Xin pinched his little face, "After you have practiced the basic talisman to meet the requirements I said, I will teach you the small door talisman..."
The small gate talisman is an improvement of the basic talisman. Only after mastering it can it describe the complex nature of the talisman. Lin Xin has the skills to speed up his learning, but others don't, so he can only follow the steps.
For so many years, he has already made up the foundation of the formation from beginning to end, and his talisman cultivation base is already the number one outside the formation. Even Zongmen Huangshan often came to him to ask questions about talisman formations.
A seat was specially reserved for him at the banquet, Lin Xin sat down, hugged Xiao Linzhen and talked softly for a while.
"Daddy, why do you have a strange smell?" Xiao Linzhen asked suddenly.
"Strange smell?" Lin Xin was slightly taken aback.
"Don't talk nonsense." Zhao Yuniang hurriedly reprimanded in a low voice.
"No... I didn't talk nonsense..." Lin Zhen said a little aggrieved, "Daddy really smells a bit. It's weird..."
The voice was not loud, but many of the people present here were internal and external masters, and their hearing was exceptionally good, after hearing this. Immediately, one after another obscure eyes turned to Lin Xin.
Lin Xin smiled slightly.
"It's all right... Maybe it's because when I came here, I smelled some medicinal herbs in the pill room..."
Everyone was also slightly relieved.
"Oh..." Lin Zhen also replied dubiously.
Lin Xin just sat for a while, then got up and left.
When he was there, no one dared to speak loudly or vent their anger at the banquet.
As soon as he left the room, the whole banquet came to life like a dead landscape painting. The atmosphere quickly returned to its original activity.
Lin Xinyuan's gaze was still vaguely looking in the direction Lin Xin was leaving.
"It always feels like Big Brother is getting farther and farther away from us..."
She frowned softly.
"After all, it may be too much pressure to take the helm of the entire villa, and there is no way to maintain majesty in front of everyone." Huang Puyang guessed.
"Maybe... "
"Have you paid all the members' money this year?"
"Well, all of them have been handed in, and the application for the establishment of some gangs in some places has also been submitted. You can take a look later." Lin Xinyuan replied casually. Lingxin Villa manages the safety and stability of all parts of Yuefu, including the formation and rectification of larger gangs, which must be reported to them. Some disaster victims will also apply for assistance.
Over there, Ou Yinghong got up and walked over to sit next to Lin Xinyuan.
"Xiaoyuan, have you noticed recently that the proprietor seems to be getting colder and colder. He looks very gentle, but in fact he seems to be repelling people thousands of miles away. He seems to be preoccupied."
"A little bit..." Lin Xinyuan nodded slightly, "Maybe it's because of the pressure recently..."
"Pressure?...." Ou Yinghong was silent for a while, and didn't say anything more.
The night was getting darker, and the moonlight fell on the ground, coating it with a layer of silver gray.
Lin Xin walked slowly in the depths of the bamboo forest, his face expressionless, although there was a hint of softness at the corner of his mouth, it always gave people a cold feeling.
The moonlight is divided by bamboo leaves, swaying and shaking. From time to time, there was the sound of the wind blowing bamboo leaves.
Lin Xin walked very carefully, very quietly like a ghost.
Soon, in the bamboo forest ahead, two people could be faintly seen whispering to each other.
The moonlight shone on one person's face, and it was Lin Zhiwu, the second uncle.
"This time it's done... deposit... 8,000 taels of gold...." The other person had a feminine voice, talking about some deal with Lin Zhiwu in a coquettish tone.
"But... the purchase of the villa is not under my control... this matter is too... impossible..." Lin Zhiwu's voice followed.
"It's okay... as long as you promise, Master Wu...."
Lin Xin walked out of the bamboo forest slowly. Watch the two talking from behind.
He walked silently until he was only ten meters away when he saw the woman. The beautiful woman whose waist is as soft as a water snake is constantly burrowing into Lin Zhiwu's arms, with a charming and flattering smile on her face.
laugh.
The sword light flashed. Covered by the sound of bamboo leaves being blown by the wind.
Lin Xin closed his sword and stood behind Lin Zhiwu. Seeing the woman's eyes wide open and looking at him in great horror, a gash slowly opened between her brows, and the bloodstain continued upward, splitting the entire forehead.
Lin Zhiwu didn't notice it immediately, he hugged the woman tightly and raised his hands, but after a while, he suddenly found that the beauty he was holding had turned into a limp corpse. Immediately screamed.
poof.
The woman fell to the ground and her head was broken into two pieces. Blood and cerebrospinal fluid mixed and spilled all over the floor.
Lin Zhiwu's lips trembled, his face was pale, he turned his head and saw Lin Xin standing behind him.
"Nephew... nephew... none of my business! She seduced me first! I never really promised her, never!! Really!!"
He suddenly turned pale, trembling and screaming.
Lin Xin just looked at him quietly.
"Second uncle, at this time, you should call me the landlord."
A few breaths of silence.
"Villa... the owner..." Lin Zhiwu's face and forehead were covered with fine beads of sweat,
"The villa can give everyone. It's enough, don't have another time." Lin Xin said lightly. The red flower sword was sheathed, and slowly continued to walk towards the depths of the bamboo forest.
Naturally, there are villa guards behind him to deal with the corpse. As for the second Bo Lin Zhiwu, he actually knew it all along. It's just that I have been too lazy to care about it. Unfortunately, I happened to be bumped into by him tonight.
In fact, he just came out to relax.
But who will believe it? No one will believe it. The second uncle would not believe it even more. He probably thought that he had been staring at him all the time, and he was waiting to come out to arrest people today.
As he walked, he unknowingly came to the place where he chased An Ying away.
The surrounding bamboo has been cut off, and a small bamboo pavilion was built here.
There are many fallen leaves in the pavilion. It shows that no one has been here for a long time.
"I have a smell?" He walked to the bamboo pavilion and stood still. Lifting his sleeves, he sniffed carefully close to his nose.
It does have a faint scent.
It was the smell of blood. No, to be more specific, it was the bloody smell of the long-waisted man, which was different from the bloody smell of normal people.
These days, he himself didn't know how many noodle men he had killed, maybe a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand, he was a little numb from killing. Every night and every night, they are killed according to the places where there are many people. In the beginning, he would be scruples about the distinction between men, women and children, but later on it doesn't matter. All noodle people are like livestock in his eyes, not the same kind at all. Killing was almost instinctive, and the red flower sword was stained with a faint smell of blood that could hardly be washed off.
"Anyway, the innate qi has almost accumulated. It may be because I have killed too much during this period. If I have time to make more bubbles, maybe I can get rid of it..."
He muttered, sat in the bamboo pavilion, and fell asleep slowly leaning on the bamboo supported by the pavilion. He always likes to rest like this lately.
"Lingling, in the past few days, I may have to stay in the alchemy room and the secret room, and may not come back." Lin Xin looked at Xiao Lingling who was arranging her robe, and said in a low voice.
"Well, don't worry, I'm fine, I can take Zhen'er to live with him alone." Xiao Lingling said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I played with Zhen'er, and I don't know if he lifts the quilt when I sleep at night." (.)