The scribe's face changed drastically, and he looked at the skinny old man sitting next to him in panic.
Lin Ji casually picked up a half-burned wooden stick, flicked the fire at will and said slowly: "With the power of the angry god, I have reached the middle stage of Taoism. This kind of cultivation may still have a place in the far north, but once I’m afraid that when I step into Kyushu in the Central Plains, there’s not enough to see! Let alone wanting to protect a whole family, it’s even more difficult!”
The skinny old man suddenly opened his eyes after hearing this. His yellow eyes fell on Lin Ji and stared at him for a long time. He suddenly said: "I dare to ask, your Excellency is..."
Lin Ji was still fiddling with the fire, and continued without replying or looking at him: "You disguised yourself as Middle-earth, traveled thousands of miles from the extreme north, but abandoned your carriage and horses halfway and went into the mountains. It seems that you must have The enemy discovered his whereabouts."
"But this small temple is not far from the mountain and is so eye-catching, yet you guys stay here and delay leaving. Are you waiting for someone?"
"This..." The look on the man who looked like a scribe was even more shocked. He opened his mouth but hesitated to speak. He inadvertently glanced at the female family members surrounding the fire inside.
"Although you were in panic all the way, you did not drive away the beggar who was here. You even gave him dry food and allowed him to sit around the fire. You just invited me in without any suspicion. This shows that you The good intentions are not lost, let alone the family that has been fighting for a long time and has always fought for grudges. It is a pity that the disaster is coming right now, within a stick of incense, there will be a bloody killing!"
"And you..." Lin Ji said as he returned the wooden stick to the fire. He stared at the skinny old man in front of him and said, "When you are really in danger, just retreat. How can you care about so many things? There are two people here. More than a dozen lives depend on you, but you always think about saving your life and run away at any time. Alas! What an inhumane thing to trust!"
Just now, the old man glanced over. Lin Ji had already sensed a slight wavering of fear in his heart. If Lin Ji had the slightest intention to kill, the old man's first reaction would be to abandon his body and escape with his soul!
If you act like this, where will you put others?
After being pointed out by Lin Ji's words, the old man's skinny face twitched slightly, and he glared at a pair of yellow eyes and argued forcefully: "Your Excellency is a bit alarmist. Although we went south in disguise, it was just to save some money. It's just trouble, where are the old enemies and enemies? What I saw along the way were just some inconspicuous refugees and bandits, and there were no monks chasing them. Where is the refuge? Living in a small temple in the desert is also inconvenient for women. They just stay here temporarily. Who are you waiting for? You are worrying too much! We will rest in the temple for one night, and we will hit the road early tomorrow morning..."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Ji burst into laughter and said, "Originally, I thought you were just greedy for life and afraid of death. But now it seems that you are hiding in evil skin, and you are the same as the person who is chasing you. Dude!"
"Hundreds of black-clothed killers with swords and swords are already within five miles, and they will arrive in a blink of an eye. How could you not notice it in the middle of your grand entrance? I am afraid that the small temple where everyone gathered here was also targeted by you. Come on? Who are you? And what are your intentions?!"
The skinny old man's face was stern, as if the time had come and there was no need to hide anything anymore. He looked straight at Lin Jidong and said: "Your Excellency is just passing by here, so why bother meddling in other people's business!"
"Business?"
Lin Ji smiled and said: "Everyone in the world is in charge of the affairs of the world. To me, there is no idle business on the shores of the four lands under the sky! What's more, I have been entrusted by others to protect the Xiao family in the far north today." !”
As soon as these words came out, not to mention the skinny old man opposite, even the middle-aged man who looked like a scribe and the family members of the masters and maids beside the fire in the distance couldn't help but be shocked!
Just now, when Lin Ji was stirring the fire, Beishang, who was standing behind him, put his knee on his back and wrote the word "fox" on his back.
In fact, she doesn't need to remind her.
Following the scribe's casual glance, Lin Ji had already discovered that there was a woman in the fire in the distance who looked very familiar.
Although she had gone through the art of transformation to cover up her appearance and figure.
But Lin Ji had long since caught a glimpse of her lingering aura. It was none other than Hu Yujiao!
Hu Yujiao, as a human-male hybrid, deliberately concealed her aura, but the middle-aged woman next to her who was slightly older and was surrounded by everyone's attention, had a demonic aura that was hard to hide!
Hu Yuqiao seemed to be a little conflicted. He was hiding behind others with evasive eyes, as if he didn't dare to look directly at Lin Ji, but he couldn't help but want to show up and make a sound several times.
The middle-aged woman beside her hugged her tightly, protecting her with deep affection.
As expected, that woman should be her mother, Xiao Changqing's widow!
These two fox girls actually came from the far north with a group of mortals.
Then there is only one possibility, everyone here is the descendant of the Xiao family!
As early as when he was in Tianjing, Lin Ji received the favor of Xiao Changqing who gave him a sword and taught him magic, and promised him that if it was convenient, he would protect the Xiao family and preserve a bloodline.
It was a coincidence that he happened to meet him, so how could he ignore it?
Not to mention responding to someone's request, even if everyone here is ordinary people and has nothing to do with him, how can he just sit back and watch?
"As expected!"
The skinny old man roared angrily and swayed out of the door.
He yelled in an angry voice as loud as thunder: "No matter who you are, now that you are in the battle, I am afraid that even the King of Heaven will not be able to save you! Fire!"
Boom!
There was a loud thunder outside the temple gate, and the sunlight that penetrated through the cracks in the window lattice and roof immediately disappeared, and the surrounding area of the small temple was bright red, as if stained with blood!
Boom!
There was another thunder, surging everywhere.
The small temple shook again and again, and billows of dust fell from the roof.
Lin Ji raised his sleeves and waved his sleeves. When the breeze blew, all the dust was covered and fell lightly to the side.
"Why don't you let those guards come in and wait to die?" Lin Ji stood up and shouted to the middle-aged scribe.
"Ah?" The scribe also practiced cultivation, but only in the three realms.
When I saw this scene, I was shocked and lost my mind.
"Thirteen Guards obey the order! All retreat to the temple!" The middle-aged woman among the female relatives stood up and shouted.
"yes!"
Orders were heard outside the door, and then a dozen black figures jumped in one after another, holding long knives and forming a line to guard the doors and windows.
The middle-aged woman took two quick steps and stood two feet away in front of Lin Ji. She bowed deeply and said, "Fox girl has no time to thank the immortal for helping me. I dare to ask..."
"Mom, he is Lin Tianguan." Hu Yujiao jumped out and replied first, and then saluted Lin Shen: "Thank you, senior!"
Lin Ji nodded slightly. It was not convenient for him to ask why they ended up here. He turned to Beishang and said, "You stay in the temple and don't go out. I'll go meet this gang of traitors!"
With that said, Lin Ji flew out and jumped out of the temple.
At this time, the appearance of the small temple had already changed drastically.
The original green mountains had long since disappeared, replaced by a sheet of billowing red smoke. Above the smoke, three figures stood boldly in the dark sky.
The skinny old man who had just escaped from the small temple was a leprous monk with sores on his head. In the middle was a Taoist priest wearing a white shirt and a golden mask.
"Lin Tianguan, long time no see!"
(End of chapter)
