After I was able to get down on the road, I went to Shiyan the first time, but the fat man said that I hadn't seen her these days, and no one had come to the shop, so I didn't know why.
I scratched my head, which is a bit strange. Ma Lin estimates that the funeral has passed for many days. Hasn't she come out of grief yet
But having said that, because I was seriously injured in bed, I couldn't attend Ma Lin's funeral. I don't know what it was like at that time.
"Fatty, accompany me to worship Ma Lin!" I said.
The fat man nodded, put out the cigarette butt in his hand, and then went out with me to buy some things to worship the dead.
I didn’t go that day and the fat man didn’t go. I asked Huang Xin to find out the location of Ma Lin’s cemetery. After I arrived, I found that Tianman’s tomb was also nearby. The two were buried together, and there was also one on Huangquan Road. Companion, Tianman should be very happy, but there is no whole body, I don't know who stole it, but it is really lacking in yin virtue.
At this time I saw a person sitting in front of Ma Lin's tomb. I fixed my eyes on the poetry. She was holding a jug of wine in her hand, taking a sip, and pouring it. The figure was sad and lonely.
Fatty and I walked over, and then patted her shoulder. Shiyan glanced at us and didn’t speak, but I was a little surprised. The poetry was not as shattered as I thought. Except for the red eyes, everything else was fine. Her character is more straightforward and bold, similar to the ancient chivalrous girl, and should be better than Huang Xin.
"Let's take a sip with Sister Ma Lin!" Shi Yan stuffed the wine into my arms.
I took a sip and asked, "Are you always here these days?"
Shiyan nodded and said yes, then she said again: "Do you think it will be cold on Huangquan Road? I'll stay with her more here."
I said no. There is a sky full, the fat monk who speaks surprisingly and owes more to the fat man, Ma Lin will not feel lonely, nor will it be cold.
After speaking, I handed the wine to the fat man, and he took a sip, and then went to burn paper money for Ma Lin.
Shiyan suddenly grabbed the wine and asked: "Do you think I can avenge Sister Ma Lin?"
I suddenly felt dumb. My opponent is a general. How can I get this revenge? We all have less than 10% chance of winning together.
"No, this hatred is not repayable!" I shook my head.
At this time, Shi Yan got bored with the wine in one sip, as if she had made some decision, she muttered: "There is always a way, as long as I can find Xuanyuanjian!"
"What? Xuanyuanjian?" I frowned.
Shi Yan stopped talking, took out another bottle of wine, took a sip, poured a bite, and then looked at the picture of Ma Lin on the tombstone.
I'm a little worried about Shiyan. Wouldn't she want to seek revenge from the generals? This is very dangerous, but I don't know what to say.
At this time, a figure appeared behind us, but he didn't seem to be going to come up, just beckoned to me and signaled me to pass.
I told Fatty to accompany Shiyan here, and then happily walked over. When I got closer, I realized that it was Shiyan's father Zhugeyin.
"Shiyan she..." Zhugeyin beckoned before I finished speaking. He knew about the poetry, let her go. She and Ma Lin had been in contact with Ma Lin since childhood and had deep feelings. It was not normal to get out all of a sudden, but This time he didn't come to look for his daughter, he came to me. Wanba Novel Network
"Looking for me?" I was a little surprised. The war is over. What else can Zhugeyin do if he finds me
I asked: "Why are you looking for me?"
"I am not looking for you, but Yinxing is looking for you!" Zhuge Yin replied.
Zhugeyin didn't say anything about what I asked, but told me that I would know when I arrived.
I hesitated, and finally decided to go with Zhuge Yin, and he took me directly to the Midnight Tea House.
It was still the same box, but there were a lot fewer people after entering, Jiu Shu, Qiangzi, Ma's head, as well as Dizhongtang and Huang Xin, the rest two died, and five escaped, it is estimated that they will not face. Yes, yes, there are two recorders of Yin Xing history, Chen Ning old man and his grandson Chen Yu.
After I sat down, the old man Chenning directly toasted me three glasses of wine. I was a little surprised, what kind of medicine does this old man gourd sell? Why did he suddenly respect me.
The old man Chenning said, that day he underestimated me and Maoshan Ghost Dao. If it weren't for me, the shady person might have died early in Tianman's hands. These three glasses of wine should be respected!
Hehe, this old man is kind of on the road, he's particular! In this case, I also returned three cups, but my drink volume is not good enough, this wine is also strong, the three cups of the stomach is a bit lighter.
At this time, Jiu Shu also respected me three cups without saying anything. After drinking, he still said to me: "Thank you for having you, otherwise the guy with the beard will make me stink. Thank you for helping me clean up the door. Your Lin Yuan's business is mine. If you are in trouble, I will speak up. I will never say anything. I will help you with my life!"
I smiled bitterly. Actually, the beard was killed by a strong son, and I didn’t help much. I couldn’t bear this wine, so I returned four more glasses. I started to feel dizzy. People started to be a little ghosted.
Seeing that I was gaining power, the Dizhongtang didn't get any farts, so he was naturally unhappy, and snorted coldly: "Zugeyin, you called me today, isn't it just to let me listen to them flattering, flattery, right?"
Zhugeyin retorted: "Lin Yuan's feat is so true that day, how can he be flattering? Without him, you are probably still hanging."
This sentence directly hit the heart of Dizhongtang, his face sank, extremely ugly, and after a snort, he did not dare to speak again.
After that, Zhuge Yin said with a serious face: "In fact, I am calling everyone here today to announce one thing. Because Lin Yuan’s feat in this great battle has saved countless lives for the sake of Yin Xing, my Jiu Shu and I have made several decisions. For many years of Yin Xing leader position, let Lin Yuan sit on it."
I was a little confused when I heard it, the little leader of Yin Xing, what the hell is this
But at this moment, the Dizhongtang immediately slapped the table and stood up: "Little leader? Just rely on him? This position has been vacant for hundreds of years, can this kid sit?"
"He can't, can you?" Uncle Ji pointed at Dizhongtang’s nose with a smoking gun, and said, "As far as your layout that day, it smells more stinky than a stinking ditch. Regardless of the safety of other people, he went directly to Tianman and was beaten. , Are you embarrassed to talk?"
Di Zhongtang was speechless once again, clenching his fist and said: "I don't agree anyway."
"No one asked you to agree, just let you know." Jiu Shu said.
"Smelly old man, don't keep your feet!" Di Zhongtang was a little angry, but Zhuge Yin interrupted at this time: "The position of the little leader is higher than your four big families, and you don't agree yet, and this is the Kunlun five ghosts. meaning."
Afterwards, Zhugeyin threw out a secret letter with five ghost heads on it. When Dizhongtang opened the secret letter and looked at it, his face was deformed with anger, and he threw the secret letter on the table and cursed: An old guy got water in his head, right?"
I frowned. The Kunlun Five Ghosts asked me to be the little leader of Yinxing? But what is this little leader, why did they let me be
(End of this chapter)