"What are you talking about, that Venerable Medicine Cultivator is willing to see us?"
The three brothers and sisters of the Lin family had just returned to the house, and the manager of the auction house had already passed the news, saying that the medicine cultivator agreed to come forward, but there was only one request, which was to come to the Lin house in person to meet with a few people.
"As juniors, we should go to see His Holiness in person, so why should we bother His Holiness?"
Lin Yilang was the first to react, calmly pointed out the strangeness, and asked: "Or does it mean that His Holiness has something unspeakable that prevents him from meeting us elsewhere?"
His words were too direct and harsh. Not only did the steward of the auction house frown when he heard the words, but Lin Weiwei and Lin Mo on the side also cast a surprised look at him.
But Lin Yilang didn't care about this at all. He was now like a thorny hedgehog, attacking everyone and everything related to Su Fu indiscriminately, eager to taste her malice word for word.
[Isn’t it true that people just come to visit you? Why are you so afraid? 】
The system that had not seen any movement for a long time was finally online. When he opened his mouth, he was ridiculed, "It's a good thing this isn't a letter, otherwise you wouldn't have to read it all night. You can tell from the words. There are densely written "seeking wealth and killing" written on the door. 】
[Have you finished updating? 】
Lin Yilang was keenly aware that the system was different from before. Although the previous system was not very kind to him, it acted in a strict manner and rarely spoke harshly to him.
But he couldn't care about that much now, he was just busy asking: [Sufu... That Sufu, is she also a missionary? I saw her in the previous world. She was my guide in the previous world. Object...]
[How is that possible, dear, you think too much. 】
The system comforted him with a smile, "How could there be such a coincidence in this world? It must just look alike." 】
Lin Yilang was dubious, but he didn't say anything more, just kept it to himself.
Although the manager of the auction house didn't like Lin Yilang's behavior, he knew the priorities and said calmly: "If Mr. Lin doesn't want to, then forget it. I just came here to deliver the message on the orders of our young master. As for the outcome, we won't force it." .”
"Of course we are willing."
When Lin Mo saw this, he quickly replied. He smoothed his sleeves with a smile, took out a money bag and stuffed it into the steward's hand, explaining: "Sir, don't be surprised, we are just afraid of not being treated well and being negligent." It won’t be good if you marry a noble person.”
The auction house manager's expression softened a little after hearing this. He glanced at the silver bag in Lin Mo's hand and silently rejected it without even taking it. He said with unclear meaning: "Young Master Lin, you're welcome. I'd better prepare it quickly." Well, there is still something to do at the auction house, so I will go back and resume my duties first."
When Lin Mo saw this, he quickly asked the boy to send the person out until the steward could no longer be seen. Then he turned to Lin Yilang and said dissatisfiedly: "You were crazy just now, the duck that almost hit your mouth was about to fly away." .”
It's really strange to say that Lin Yilang usually seems to be quite smart and eloquent, but how can he start to disobey when the critical moment comes.
Lin Yilang lowered his eyelashes, covering the coldness in his eyes, and explained: "I'm just being cautious."
"Then you should consider the occasion. Do you know how rare this opportunity is..."
"Okay, okay, nothing happened."
Lin Weiwei couldn't help but interrupted Lin Mo's words. She turned to look at Lin Yilang and said with a faint smile: "Second brother is right to be cautious. We don't know that Su Fu, let alone who she is. It came out of nowhere, it would be bad if you suffer a loss."
Lin Mo sneered and said sarcastically: "What do you know? Only by seizing opportunities can you accomplish great things. It's not like you are a woman and just get married."
Lin Weiwei's expression changed, and he was shaking with anger.
Lin Yilang raised his eyelids when he heard this. He and Lin Weiwei looked at each other, but he was not afraid or panicked at all, as if he didn't understand what Lin Weiwei had just meant.
Lin Weiwei was very angry with Lin Mo, but she didn't expect Lin Yilang to be so calm. For a moment, she began to doubt her own judgment.
She herself was flustered on the spot, but Lin Yilang was like a piece of wood, leaving the two of them alone and went to find Lin Xiyuan and Lin's father to discuss the matter.
No matter in terms of strength or financial resources, the Lin family, which has begun to decline, is not as strong as the Cui family. In addition, there are many talents among the younger generations of the Cui family. Father Lin has given up hope on the elixir, but there is still Lin Xi left. Yuan said that he knew everything about Xuanwei Xianzun Taoist monk. In the past few days, he had been completely focused on monitoring Yan Yinqiu and could not care about the turmoil in the auction house.
Now that I heard the news, I was as shocked as if a gold ingot suddenly fell from the sky while I was walking.
"It's true that God will not destroy our Lin family!"
Father Lin beamed with joy, couldn't help stroking his beard and laughing, and urgently ordered the housekeeper, "Go quickly, make good preparations, don't neglect your distinguished guests."
When Lin Xiyuan heard Lin Mo and Lin Weiwei finish telling the whole story, he couldn't help but frown slightly, tapped his fingers on the table, and thought for a long time before finally speaking: "You said this person was the young master of the auction house who helped set up the matchmaking. Can she be trusted?"
"It should be credible. Why would the people at the auction house lie to us?"
Lin Mo was also silent for a moment. After calming down, he realized what was wrong. Thinking back to what Lin Yilang said just now, he touched his nose guiltily, "How about I ask someone to check... "
"That's not necessary."
A calm and ethereal voice suddenly came. Lin Xiyuan didn't know what he felt, and his face suddenly changed. Before he could draw his sword, a stream of spiritual power was lightly pressed against his neck, gradually approaching and shrinking.
I saw the woman in white wearing a curtain and hat sitting dignifiedly on the empty chair at the bottom. She glanced at everyone present and said calmly: "If you have anything to ask, just ask me directly."
The released spiritual power was withdrawn, and Lin Xiyuan, who had survived the disaster, was finally able to breathe. He covered his neck and coughed on the table. The feeling of dying seemed to remain in his texture, causing cold sweat to break out on his back. .
"Junior, I didn't mean to offend you just now, and I hope that your Majesty will forgive me."
After learning the lesson just now, Lin Xiyuan knew that the cultivation level of the woman in white in front of him was unfathomable. He didn't even care about his own injuries and quickly stood up and apologized.
"That's all, you're just a kid at the Golden Core Stage. I won't argue too much with you. What you just received was just a small punishment and a big warning."
Yan Yinqiu smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, turned to look at the remaining people in the hall, and said softly: "I heard that there are some losers among you who want to see me. What's the matter?"
Everyone present looked at each other in confusion. As soon as Father Lin heard this, he knew that the person coming was the Medicine Cultivator they were looking for. Although this unexpected attack was really confusing, he was still overjoyed and busy. He wanted to invite someone to sit down and said flatteringly: "I don't know that Your Majesty is here to come. I'm really sorry for not being able to welcome you from afar..."
"Long-winded."
Yan Yinqiu clicked his tongue, his face under the curtain began to look a little impatient, and he said in a cold voice: "If you have something to say, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush here."
"Yes... yes, Your Majesty, don't blame me."
Father Lin pulled Lin Mo and Lin Yilang aside and said with a smile, "These are the dogs Lin Mo and Lin Yilang. I heard that the elixir made by the venerable is very helpful in building the foundation. I wonder if I can ask for two pills. I, the Lin family, will definitely take them." Use the strength of the whole clan to repay the respect."
"Where is that female doll? She is your maid?"
Yan Yinqiu did not directly answer Lin's father's question. Instead, he looked at Lin Weiwei who was being ignored.
Lin Weiwei raised his head when he heard the words and looked at Yan Yinqiu in front of him in a daze. Father Lin didn't notice her at all just now. He directly led Lin Mo and Lin Yilang to introduce her, as if she was an invisible person, until When Yan Yinqiu mentioned her, she finally felt like she was getting some attention.
When Lin Xiyuan saw this, he quickly defended Father Lin, "Your Majesty, you have misunderstood. Weiwei is not a maid, she is also the daughter of the Lin family."
"Really? I thought she chose a maid and put it here. Those who didn't know better thought that the head of the Lin family is also a master who only recognizes his son and not his girl."
Yan Yinqiu chuckled mockingly, and Lin's father's face suddenly became hot, but he could not show any dissatisfaction. He could only say with a smile: "It's my fault, I hope you will forgive me."
But Yan Yinqiu didn't seem to care at all. She got up and walked around in front of the three Lin brothers and sisters and Lin Xiyuan, as if picking cabbage at the vegetable market.
She first paused in front of Lin Xiyuan and commented: "The old wounds accumulated over the years have not healed yet, and it is difficult to improve my cultivation."
Lin Xiyuan, who had his head hanging down, suddenly raised his head when he heard this. He didn't even care that his secret was being disclosed in public. He looked at Yan Yinqiu in front of him in disbelief, with a little expectation and hope in his eyes.
It's a pity that Yan Yinqiu didn't stay in front of him for too long. Instead, he walked up to Lin Mo, touched his chin and looked at him carefully for a moment, and said with emotion: "It's rare, it's so rare..."
As soon as these words came out, all the eyes present were immediately focused on Lin Mo.
Even Lin Mo was full of expectations. He barely suppressed the joy in his heart and stammered, "May I ask what you mean...what is rarer..."
Could it be that he is really some kind of hidden genius who doesn't seem to show off on the surface, but actually has a lot of talent within him?
Lin Mo was excitedly waiting for Yan Yinqiu's next words, wishing he could jump three feet high right now.
Under everyone's expectations, Yan Yinqiu finally revealed the secret and said sincerely:
"Trash like you is really rare to see in a hundred years."
