"Miss Yang is here? Why are you so angry? Let's have a cup of tea first." Feng Lin looked at Xiaoba with a smile, and then swept away his long sleeves.
The bowl of tea on the table flew towards Xiaoba.
Xiaoba turned his palms, put his fingers together, and raised his empty fingers.
The tea bowl was frozen in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ba flicked his slender, white fingertips, and the tea bowl flew backwards towards Feng Lin at an even faster speed.
"It's a monk, you want to see me? What do you want to do by bringing this girl here?" Behind Xiaoba, a group of Yang family generals, all with ferocious faces, looked at Feng Lin with evil eyes...
Never mind that he doesn't understand how good the reputation of the monk is in Bianjing City, it won't work at this time.
On the contrary, many people gathered at the entrance of the temple, pointing and making various criticisms.
As soon as Feng Lin opened his mouth, Xiaoba understood that the kite was clearly set by the monk in front of him.
"Miss Yang, can we come in for a detailed discussion?" Feng Lin put down the tea bowl in his hand and placed the tea bowl with the tea in it calm and without any shaking of the tea leaves safely on the table.
Xiaoba's almond-shaped eyes widened, he looked Feng Lin up and down, and seemed to think about it.
Then he ordered the generals behind him: "Surround this small temple for me. Don't let a single mosquito in without my order."
Follow Feng Lin and go inside.
But I saw that the furnishings inside had no Buddhist atmosphere.
Instead, there was a portrait of Tieguai Li on the wall.
"You...are you?" Xiaoba is a bit of a Muggle!
She was confused for a moment.
Feng Lin smiled and said, "Senior Sister Younuo, you are troubled! I don't understand. Although I have practiced some Wild Fox Zen, I am lucky enough to be qualified to worship under the Ningyang Sect."
"Speaking of which, I came from the same school as my senior sister."
Xiaoba's thoughts were still very confused. He pointed at Feng Lin and hesitated, a little speechless.
In fact, the amount of information Feng Lin conveyed at this moment was in severe conflict with some of the information she had already recognized before.
Finally, he finally summed it up: "What is your relationship with Master Na Fujimori?"
After asking, he suddenly realized: "Wait! You are Master Fujimori, I'm just saying... How could someone take such a boring Taoist name? It turns out it's just your disguise, you're using the art of clones, okay You played a trick on us." Xiaoba just didn't have a clear concept before, but when the prompt was given, she was not a fool, how could she not understand?
Feng Lin did not admit or object to Xiaoba's accusations.
Now, in fact, some of his true identities no longer need to be concealed from Xiaoba and the others.
Because his initial purpose has been achieved.
And at this time, exposing some 'truths' is not only to win people's trust, but also to shock Xiaoba and show his strength.
"The so-called Eight Immortals cross the sea, each showing his magical powers. When we enter this world to compete with each other, we have to use our own methods. Senior Sister Xiaoba, I am just temporarily superior in skill." Feng Lin said.
Xiaoba's emotions came and went quickly.
After all, he had not been directly harmed in any way during Feng Lin's previous suspicion formation.
If it were Xie Yundao face to face at this moment, of course the outcome would be different.
He almost spit out the blood from being cheated.
"Wait! According to your temperament, since you have tolerated it for so long, you suddenly show up and reveal the truth to me. I'm afraid you have some ulterior motive!" Xiao Ba looked at Feng Lin with vigilance and thought. Do you want to turn around and leave?
After all, although it has been a long time since Xie Yundao was cheated, it is still vivid in his mind.
Feng Lin said: "Senior Sister Xiaoba, now the Liao people are violating the border every year, and they never forget to invade this great river and mountain. If I remember correctly, Senior Sister, your chance will be on the battlefield of Song and Liao!"
"It's just that in this dispute between Song and Liao, although the Liao people have always been the main ones in the war, the Song people have always been the main ones in peace. In the Manchu Dynasty, the civil servants were unwilling to start a war. As far as I know, as early as near Ten years ago, there were two senior brothers and sisters who surpassed me, and I think they should have surpassed you, Senior Sister Xiaoba. Now I don’t know if the number has increased. But no matter what, we are all at a disadvantage, and we should stick together to keep warm. "Yes." Feng Lin used the art of language to turn me and you into us and draw closer to each other. At the same time, he pressed forward step by step, presenting facts and reasoning, causing psychological pressure on Xiaoba.
Xiaoba sneered and said: "It seems that you really have something and need my help. Otherwise, you would not show up on your own initiative, let alone tell me so much. I actually understand this a long time ago."
"But it's a pity that you misjudged me, Xiaoba! I will not cooperate with you."
"Not only will I not cooperate with you, I will also inform all the senior brothers and sisters about your true identity. Senior Brother Xie's direction has been ruined by you. I think as if he knows the truth, at this time, he will definitely I am willing to come back to settle the score with you at all costs. And when he comes back, Senior Sister Dongyang will definitely come back with him."
Xiaoba talks a lot.
But Feng Lin knew that she would never do this if it wasn't for the conflict between the two sides.
Except for those straight-forward people, most people actually have tsundere attributes.
He is the kind of guy who says he wants something, but doesn't do it. He says he doesn't want it, but in the end it tastes really good.
Xiaoba has always had little thoughts in his heart.
Therefore, Feng Lin knew very well that the reason why she said that was just due to some uneasiness in her heart and deliberate temptation.
Reason with women, and they will use their racial advantages to mess around with you.
If Xiaoba is his Feng Lin's woman, Feng Lin doesn't mind and uses some sweet words to divert her attention.
But now, she can skip the part of reasoning with her and directly promote the main line subjectively.
"Since ancient times, the civil masters have made peace and the martial masters have fought. The Eight Sage Kings have always had virtuous names and are among the leaders elected by civil servants. Although your Yang family has good relations with the Eight Sage Kings, if you want to start a war, you must first go through Kan is the Eight Wise Kings." Feng Lin said.
As expected, Xiaoba's attention was diverted and he couldn't help but take over the conversation: "You want to deal with the Eight Wise Kings?"
Then she reacted again.
"No! Are you listening to me seriously? I am threatening you very seriously now, and please respect my threat seriously." Xiaoba said angrily, and then put on a fierce, fierce look expression.
"I want to deal with the Eight Wise Kings! This is the test given to me by my teachers. Yes...I am already undergoing the test! Senior Sister Xiaoba...you may be far behind!"
"However, it may be a good thing for you that I deal with the Eight Wise Kings. The current situation of the Yang family is awkward. Although the ties are slightly untied because the late emperor has passed away, as long as your relationship with the Eight Wise Kings and the Chai family is As long as this continues, the suspicion from the emperor will never end."
"On the other hand, if you secretly encourage the Yang family to openly break up with the Eight Wise Kings, then Zhao Heng will definitely reciprocate the favor."
"As the son-in-law of the Chai family, it is almost impossible for Yang Liulang to control an army on his own. On the contrary, you actually have room for maneuver." Feng Lin... still ignored Xiaoba's little mood and continued to be stubborn. to push the progress forward and skip those meaningless dialogues.
