In the fourth year of Sheng Yuan Dynasty, March 28th.
"This Dragon's Head Mountain is where the dragon veins in the north gather. It is also the place with the strongest luck in all nine states in the world, except for the Dragon's Head on Panlong Mountain outside the capital."
Lin Ji was wearing a long gown, and his shoulders were stained by the continuous spring rain, which had already wet his upper body.
Beside him, Fang Qing followed step by step, holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand and listening carefully.
"So the capital is the place where monks should stay that day? Then why didn't Grandpa Lin stay in Tianjing City?"
"There are too many people that I can't afford to offend. Who knows one day I will be taken care of by others." Lin Ji thought for a while and said with a smile, "Speaking of it, the capital today is just like an ordinary capital. To serve as an official in the capital is to accompany the king. With the tiger, this is not the case in the capital today."
There is an eighth realm in Tianjing City, and there is definitely more than one.
Although the monks in the eighth realm will not show up easily, let alone contaminate the cause and effect for no reason, because they have already combined their bodies with the Tao, their existence is part of the operation of the Tao of Heaven, and therefore they are more restricted by the Tao of Heaven.
But no matter how reluctant they are to take action, it doesn't mean they can't take action, because they are also monks with emotions and desires.
Who knows one day these people will get so fed up that they will come out to cause trouble.
Moreover, wherever there are people, there will be conflicts of interests. This is an eternal truth.
Lin Ji has always been determined that there is no need for logic or reason in everything.
He has seen too many evil cultivators and evil deeds done casually by passing by. The reason may be that they just blocked the path of the evil cultivator, or maybe they just appeared in their line of sight.
In the eyes of monks, mortals are like ants. If they are crushed to death, they will be crushed to death. It does not matter.
In the eyes of Taoist monks, once they enter the Tao, they are probably not much better than ants.
Even monks who have entered Taoism are just juniors walking on the road they once walked.
After hearing Lin Ji's explanation, Fang Qing seemed to understand something.
"So, does that rotten Ke Lou know where my great-grandmother's home is?"
"Maybe." Lin Ji sighed softly, but he didn't know for sure.
After asking for information at Lanke Building last time, he understood that the information about Lanke Building did not come from spies from all over Kyushu, but came from the owner of Lanke Building.
Therefore, he stayed away from Lan Ke Lou, but when he encountered something he had no clue about, he would think of it here immediately.
As for where Fang Qing's great-grandmother's home is, I have no clue...
After entering Tianjing City, Lin Ji took Fang Qing to the middle third floor, outside Lanke Building, with ease.
Seeing the young man coming to greet her, he waved his hand and said, "Open a private room and give this girl some snacks while she waits. I'm going to the third floor."
"Please." Seeing that this was not Lin Ji's first time here, the young man felt happy and relaxed.
But just as he was getting rid of Fang Qing and Lin Ji was about to go upstairs, a man in white appeared on the stairs.
Seeing this person, Lin Ji inexplicably felt that his features looked familiar, but he couldn't figure out where he had seen him before.
Bai Su was also not prepared to pay attention to Lin Ji, but when he saw Lin Ji's thoughtful look, he suddenly recognized Lin Ji's identity.
"Is it Lin Tianguan from the Tiansi Supervisor?" Bai Su had a slight smile on his face and raised his hand to Lin Ji.
Lin Ji was stunned and quickly returned the gift.
"Who is Taoist Fellow Taoist?"
Bai Su didn't answer, but his eyes became a little weird.
It wasn't until Lin Ji felt a little uncomfortable with this weird look that he said, "You married my niece, hurt my daughter, and now you don't recognize me. It's really interesting."
Hearing this, Lin Ji's pupils shrank suddenly.
He suddenly realized where he had seen the features of the man in white.
It was from his mother-in-law Bai Ling.
When he realized this, Lin Ji suddenly felt that Bai Ling looked more and more like the man in front of him.
"Master Bai?" Lin Ji asked tentatively.
"Bai Su has met Fellow Daoist Lin." Bai Su smiled and cupped his hands, but said no more and left quickly.
Lin Ji frowned slightly, watching Bai Su walk out of Lanke Building, with some thoughts in his heart.
"The head of the Bai family is the most powerful person in the capital today. It is said that the Qin family has occupied Jiuzhou for thousands of years, but it cannot compare with the Bai family's heritage."
"If the Taiyi Sect is the head of the Taoist sect, then the Bai family is the head of the world's famous families."
After thinking about this, Lin Ji shook his head and laughed.
"What does it have to do with me? It seems that he is not prepared to avenge Bai Qianjiao. In that case, no matter who you are, you have nothing to do with me."
Thinking of this, Lin Ji felt calmer and continued to go upstairs.
When he reached the third floor, he waited for a while, and soon it was his turn to walk into the host's wing.
It’s still the familiar dark hut, still the familiar old man.
It's just that the old man is now wearing a black robe and his true appearance cannot be seen clearly. The oil lamp on the table has also disappeared, replaced by a faint light coming from nowhere on the ceiling.
"The oil lamp has to be renewed. I thought it was troublesome, so I changed it." Host Jian said softly.
Lin Ji sighed softly. He just glanced at the position of the oil lamp and the other party saw what he was thinking.
Being old and not dying is a monster, as expected.
He took out a thousand yuan crystals and placed them on the table.
He still remembers Lan Kelou's rules: one person asks three questions and one asks a thousand yuan crystal.
"Lin Tianguan is aware of it, let's ask." Master Jian said.
"Where is Fang Qing's great-grandmother's home in Yunzhou?"
After the words fell, Lord Jian on the opposite side did not respond for a long time.
It wasn't until Lin Ji was about to ask again that he suddenly heard a long sigh.
"It's about to begin."
"What?" Lin Ji was stunned.
Master Jian said again: "One thousand yuan crystals are not enough."
"Not enough? Isn't this the rule of Lanke House?"
"The rule is that the dead are alive, and I have to earn some pension money for myself."
"How much does it cost?" Lin Ji was pregnant with hundreds of thousands of yuan crystals and was too lazy to bargain with the other party.
"I don't want Yuan Jing, but I want a promise from you, Lin Tianguan."
"Huh?" Lin Ji suddenly became alert. Favor debts were the hardest to repay, so he was least willing to owe favors.
Now, this trip to the north is to repay Fang Yunshan's favor.
"What if I don't want to?"
Lord Jian turned a deaf ear.
"Not in Yunzhou, but deep in the Far North."
"What?!" Lin Ji's pupils shrank suddenly, not only because of this answer, but also because the other party had already revealed the answer before the conditions were agreed upon.
As if Miss Jian couldn't see Lin Ji's surprise, she tapped her fingers lightly on the table.
Gradually, Lin Ji had an inexplicable understanding of the destination of this trip.
To be able to influence the Taoist monks in such a subtle way, it is self-evident to see the level of Master Jian in front of him.
Lin Ji smiled bitterly and stood up to salute.
"I've met His Holiness."
"No need, sit down and talk."
Lin Ji was unwilling.
"It's a bit unkind for Your Majesty to buy and sell by force."
"When you earn some pension money, you can't worry about your face." Master Jian said, "What I want is in the Holy Fire Secret Realm. You should know what it is."
"Bring it to me, you won't suffer any loss."
(End of chapter)
