A few days later at noon, Lin Fengmian and others saw the small city in the distance.
Lin Fengmian breathed a sigh of relief. He was delayed for some time due to Qin Haoxuan's matter.
Today is the fourth day of July, and there are still three days before July 7th. I finally made it back before the time agreed with Luo Xue.
But he was not in a hurry now. After learning that Wen Qinlin was a Golden Core cultivator, he felt like he had taken reassurance.
No matter how powerful Liu Mei and others are, can they beat Wen Qinlin?
Even if the Hehuan Sect sent people to come, it would take a lot of time to come back, which left him plenty of time.
Since he didn't know Zhao Ningzhi's existence, his goal was to persuade his parents and clan members to leave Ningcheng with him before July 7th.
Before July 7th, even if his clan members leave, he will not leave Ningcheng.
He still has to wait for Luo Xue at this time!
Lin Fengmian couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when he saw his hometown that he had been away from for a long time. This might be the so-called timidity of being near hometown.
Xia Yunxi, who was equally nervous as him, asked uneasily: "Brother, do I really not need to buy any gifts?"
Lin Fengmian smiled and said, "They will be very happy when they see you as beautiful as a flower. They don't need anything else."
Xia Yunxi was doubtful and still looked very uneasy.
Lin Fengmian joked: "The ugly daughter-in-law will eventually meet her mother-in-law, don't be afraid!"
Xia Yunxi obviously had no idea about her appearance, so she believed it to be true and said a little aggrievedly: "Brother, am I really ugly?"
Lin Fengmian was speechless, and Zhou Xiaoping said speechlessly: "Sister Yunxi, if you are so beautiful and yet ugly, then I won't have to live anymore."
Hearing this, Xia Yunxi quickly waved her hands and said, "Xiao Ping, you look very good-looking!"
Zhou Xiaoping said enviously: "One day I will be half as beautiful as sister Yunxi, and I will be satisfied."
Xia Yunxi let out a surprised sound, and she said sheepishly: "I'm not as good as you said, I just have a special physique."
She was not lying. She always thought that she had a special physique, but she never thought that she was really naturally beautiful.
Lin Fengmian was interrupted by them, and all his anxiety about returning home disappeared.
After a while, Ning Cheng appeared in the eyes of several people. This small town was no different from when Lin Fengmian left.
This ancient cultural city is said to be thousands of years old and has survived several wars and dynasty changes.
Because of its long history, there are many places of interest in the city, which attracted many literati.
Walking into the city, Lin Fengmian found that although the city was still busy with traffic, there were many fewer pedestrians than before, and it seemed a bit depressed.
This made Lin Fengmian couldn't help but frown slightly, what's going on?
Wen Qinlin also suddenly moved her nose, frowned slightly and said, "Brother Lin, there seems to be something wrong in this city. There seems to be a faint evil spirit."
Lin Fengmian was stunned when he heard this, and then asked: "Brother Wen, are you sure?"
Wen Qinlin shook her head and said: "It seems to be there and not there at all. It's not very clear. I'll take a closer look."
Lin Fengmian nodded, and the four of them walked slowly in the city. After a while, they attracted a lot of curious eyes.
After all, the four of them are too outstanding in their style and magnanimity.
Not to mention Xia Yunxi and Zhou Xiaoping, even Lin Fengmian and Wen Qinlin, who was dressed in men's clothing, were extraordinary and eye-catching.
Wen Qinlin looked at the special customs and customs of this ancient city and said with a smile: "I have long heard that Ningcheng is a thousand-year-old city. This is my first time here. I didn't expect that the people here are quite hospitable."
Lin Fengmian laughed dumbly and said: "They just want to watch the fun. After all, we have two beauties, one big and one small. It's nice to see them twice."
Wen Qinlin was just saying that, after all, as long as she didn't provoke herself and others, she didn't need to worry too much.
"Hey, Lin Fengmian, where is your home?" Zhou Xiaoping asked curiously.
Along the way, she became familiar with several people, and she no longer used honorifics, but instead called him by his first name.
"There's still a long way to go, we're almost there." Lin Fengmian smiled.
"Can your house accommodate so many of us?" Zhou Xiaoping asked worriedly.
Lin Fengmian waved his hand and said, "You can rest assured, there should still be a room. If it's not possible, you can squeeze in with Brother Wen."
Zhou Xiaoping spat and said, "Rogue, why don't you ask me to squeeze in with you?"
Lin Fengmian laughed and said, "I don't mind, I'm afraid Brother Wen will stab me to the core with one shot."
Wen Qinlin said calmly: "If you dare to do this, I really don't mind opening a few holes in your body."
Lin Fengmian quickly raised his hands in surrender and said: "Don't dare, don't dare!"
Among the vendors on the roadside, a woman in Tsing Yi with picturesque features and gentle and charming eyes stretched out her head curiously to look at the people approaching.
The woman was in her early twenties. Although she was dressed in coarse linen clothes, she could not hide her natural beauty. Her watery eyes seemed to be able to speak.
The woman suddenly covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Why does the man in the middle look so much like Lin Fengmian?"
Others were a little surprised when they heard this. Some people were surprised and said: "Don't tell me, the features and eyes are really similar!"
"No way, is that boy so handsome?"
"The more I look at it, the more they look alike!"
The woman in green clothes said in surprise: "It must be him. He has been eating tofu here since he was a child. It's unmistakable."
A gloomy old woman next to her sneered and said, "Song Youwei, I saw that you missed your pretty girl so much that you went crazy."
"That boy from the Lin family has already gone to seek immortality. All your hard work for so many years has been wasted."
The woman named Song Youwei's eyes dimmed, she pursed her lips and said, "Mom, I have nothing to do with him, don't say that."
The old woman said harshly: "Shameless slut, I don't know about your little thoughts?"
"I've been flirting with that guy from the Lin family a lot in the past. Don't you want to marry into the Lin family and fly up a branch and become a phoenix?"
"I'm telling you, don't even think about it. You are a member of my Zhu family when you are born, and you are a ghost of my Zhu family when you die!"
Everyone around them was used to it and couldn't help but shook their heads, but no one dared to come forward.
This Song Youwei is the widow of the Zhu family. She was sold to the Zhu family by her family when she was a child and married to the Zhu family's sick and consumptive ghost.
As a result, on the day of the wedding, before Song Youwei even entered the house, the consumptive ghost died.
She was considered hard-working, selling tofu in the city on a donkey she had left behind, and taking care of the old mother left behind by a consumptive ghost.
As a result, not only was Mrs. Zhu not grateful, but she felt that she was a bastard, and she would always beat and scold her.
Because she is young, beautiful, and tender enough to squeeze water, she has attracted the covetousness of many men, and also attracted the rejection of women. All kinds of gossips are endless.
Mrs. Zhu felt all day long that she wanted Hongxing to cheat on her. She treated her with all kinds of extreme insults and guarded her tightly, which indeed scared away many thoughtful people.
Song Youwei had always been submissive, which made the old lady increasingly arrogant.
It was the same this time, but the old woman seemed to be addicted to scolding. She kept chattering and scolded her more and more unpleasantly.
"Song Youwei, you don't even think about what else you have besides that pair of gadgets. How can Mr. Lin like you? Bah!"
"If you want to marry into the Lin family, I, an old man like me, still admire you. How about I ask someone to carry a sedan to take you there?"
Song Youwei had become accustomed to it over the years. She lowered her head and said nothing, allowing the old woman to insult her in every possible way.
At this moment, a ridiculing voice came: "Aunt Zhu, are you serious? Then I will ask my father to come to propose marriage."
"Sister Youwei is so beautiful, Master, I have been coveting her for a long time. I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise just after I came back."
