Outside the Falling Immortal Tower, Shopkeeper Nian sent Lin Yuan and the others down the steps. When Lin Yuan turned around and clasped his fists at each other, Nian Zhangui stopped and clasped their fists together and said, "Master Lin, today, I am in the Falling Immortal Tower." Are you satisfied with the food?"
If he continued to say bad things about others at this moment, then Lin Yuan would be really ignorant. While he put his hand into Qiankun's sleeves to search for something, he replied: "The dishes are all good in color, aroma and taste, and the hospitality of the shopkeeper Nian is also very good, so..."
Lin Yuan took out the money bag he had prepared in advance, stepped in front of Shopkeeper Nian and handed the money bag into his hand.
Touching the fine silk and satin, Shopkeeper Nian felt the weight in his hand and knew that there were at least a hundred pieces of jade in it. He looked at Lin Yuan in astonishment and hurriedly excused himself from Lin Yuan.
"Mr. Lin, this is impossible. Today, we, the head of the family, want to entertain you. How can I accept this money?"
Lin Yuan pushed the outstretched hand of Shopkeeper Nian into his arms. He put the money bag into Shopkeeper Nian's arms with his own hands, and whispered softly: "It's not easy for Shopkeeper Nian to deal with those customers for us. These patterns Jade should be regarded as a filial piety from the younger generation."
Seeing that he had reached into his arms and wanted to take it out, Lin Yuan didn't give him a chance. He held his hand down and patted the back of his hand twice, so that Shopkeeper Nian could accept it with peace of mind.
Faced with Lin Yuan being so sensible, Shopkeeper Nian's affection for him doubled and he removed his hand that was trying to evade him.
As the saying goes, it is better to treat someone with a short hand than a short mouth. Lin Yuan understands how the world is so sophisticated, so how can he let the younger generation feel cold in his old age.
He placed his palm on Lin Yuan's raised fist again, and whispered with a smile: "Master Lin, don't be anxious. Let me ask you, brother, are you still having a headache about your father's murder?"
Lin Yuan's original intention in offering the money was to help the shopkeeper of the Fallen Immortal Tower, so that he could seek help from the Fallen Immortal Tower if he had any trouble in the future. Now it seems that there may be an unexpected gain?
Today’s money was spent without regrets!
Lin Yuan looked sad, he put down his arms and sighed heavily, saying: "No, I have been searching for many years, but there is no clue at all. Although Miss Shangguan pointed out a clear way today, there is no way to find out." , the Liu Mansion has been wiped out by my sister a few years ago; as for the Lei Mansion, it is difficult to deal with just a thunder. Now I have a black eye, and I have to rely on blind touch to travel."
After all, the shopkeeper has to deal with a lot of human beings every day this year. How could he not see that Lin Yuan is doing such a miserable job? But thanks to the money bag, he now only sees the young man as pitiful.
Putting his hand on Lin Yuan's shoulder in a comforting way, Shopkeeper Nian said regretfully: "I would like to express my condolences to Mr. Lin about your father's affairs. Although I cannot find out the whole story for you, it is not difficult to find a breakthrough. "
Lin Yuan raised his head and looked at Nian Zhangui with some surprise. He excitedly grabbed the latter's sleeve and said, "Are you serious?"
Shopkeeper Nian nodded slightly and looked around. After confirming that no one was around, he whispered into Lin Yuan's ear.
The old man and Mo Qingcheng, who were standing not far away, saw all this in their eyes. They couldn't help but admire Lin Yuan's sophistication in handling human affairs, so they used a money bag to take care of the shopkeeper of the Falling Immortal Tower.
However, Mo Qingcheng also saw something different in his eyes, especially Lin Yuan's stretched neck.
Seeing the imprint that was about to fade away, Mo Qingcheng felt dizzy again. Several images continued to flash before her eyes, and her two beautiful big eyes gradually revealed an unbelievable color.
Mo Qingcheng was caught up in her own memories. She didn't notice that Lin Yuan had said goodbye to Shopkeeper Nian. It wasn't until Lin Yuan came over and saw Mo Qingcheng in a daze. He screamed that he scared the girl half to death, and Mo Qingcheng returned. Come to your senses.
Mo Qingcheng slapped Lin Yuan on the arm angrily, and Mo Qingcheng said dissatisfied: "I'm going to die!"
"I thought you were smitten by Shangguan Linshuang. Why don't I scare you and see if you're okay?" Lin Yuan said with a smile. Judging from his happy look, I guess he got some useful advice from Shopkeeper Nian.
The girl said with a complaining tone: "I think your soul has been seduced by others!"
Faced with Mo Qingcheng's complaints like a resentful woman, Lin Yuan had no choice but to walk forward with a haha. The girl was also used to his rogueness, gritted her teeth and followed beside him.
"What did the shopkeeper tell you this year?" The old man looked at Lin Yuan who was approaching and walked forward with him.
Crossing his hands in front of him, Lin Yuan looked sideways at the old man and said, "You are so smart, guess it yourself."
Seeing Lin Yuan's thief look, the old man felt that it was time to give him a blow, so he said: "I'll give you a breakthrough, let me think about it... You can't afford to offend Lei Mansion, the Lin family The suspicion is the smallest. The Liu family has been exterminated for a long time, so there is only one Lu family left. But you have no evidence against the Lu family, so there is only one result..."
Under Lin Yuan's dumbfounded gaze, the old man continued: "The Liu family and the Lu family are related to your father's matter, and it was also found out by shopkeeper Nian, so he asked you to find ways to find evidence from the Liu family, and then Go target the Lu family."
After the old man finished talking, he found that both Lin Yuan and Mo Qingcheng stopped. Lin Yuan, the silly boy, stared at him with disbelief, while Mo Qingcheng kept looking between the two of them.
Just by looking at Lin Yuan's reaction, the old man knew that he had guessed correctly. He reached out and patted Lin Yuan's shoulder, and said with a chuckle: "Young man, the road I have traveled is much longer than yours, so this matter is relatively easy to guess."
Looking at the proud old man depressedly, Lin Yuan laughed bitterly and said: "Fortunately, I am a friend with you. If you were an enemy, wouldn't it mean that I would be played by you?"
"So... Mr. Qin got everything right?" Mo Qingcheng asked.
Lin Yuan tilted his head, letting Mo Qingcheng see his bitter face. The answer was naturally self-evident.
Pointing to the road ahead, Lin Yuan gestured and talked while walking.
"Shopkeeper Nian told me that the Liu family had a lot of losses in business that year. The funds in the family should not be enough to support him hiring killers in the Falling Immortal Tower, but he still took out the money in the end, and it didn't change. Selling property means that someone is funding him behind the scenes. As for those who can afford the money..."
Before Lin Yuan finished speaking, the old man continued his conversation and said, "It must be Mr. Lu."
"Of course." Lin Yuan nodded.
Although he now has a target, there is still no evidence. He can't just break into the Lu family and cause trouble without any evidence. Therefore, Lin Yuan plans to go back to the house to look through the Liu family's relics to see if he can find any useful clues. .
The three of them walked side by side. Lin Yuan was always worried about this matter. Mo Qingcheng would secretly glance at Lin Yuan whenever he had something to do. Only the old man looked around like a normal person.
Arriving at the market area of the Lu family, Mo Qingcheng saw a store selling rouge and gouache. She turned to Lin Yuan and said, "Eldest Young Master, Mr. Qin, please wait for me for a moment. I'll be back when I go." .”
After saying that, Mo Qingcheng opened her legs and ran into the rouge shop not far across the street, leaving the two of them standing there looking at each other.
But it's no wonder that girls like these things more, so Lin Yuan followed her.
It was inconvenient for the two men to go in, so they could only stand there and wait.
"Old man, you didn't ask about the sacred tree because you had nothing to do today, right?" It happened that he was bored at this time and there was no one else around him, so Lin Yuan kicked the stones and asked the old man.
When the old man turned around, he shook his head and chuckled, "You just realized it now?"
Lin Yuan raised his head and rolled his eyes at him, saying dissatisfiedly: "That silly girl was here just now, let her know how inconvenient it is."
"So, the reason why my father didn't show up has something to do with the sacred tree?"
Lin Yuan clicked on the topic, and the old man also became serious. He looked at Lin Yuan beside him and said: "I'm not sure now, and the things on the sacred tree are too dangerous. Unless it is absolutely necessary, I will not I can’t tell you the specific details.”
"Is there something on the sacred tree?" Lin Yuan asked in surprise.
The old man nodded. Just when he was about to tell Lin Yuan not to ask more questions or investigate, a familiar scream sounded from the opposite side.
"Let go!"
Is this voice Mo Qingcheng?
The two people's eyes quickly moved to the cosmetics store opposite, where a lot of people had gathered to watch the excitement.
"It's broken! Old man, let's go!" Lin Yuan suddenly felt something bad in his heart. Could it be that someone in Beiliang really recognized Mo Qingcheng?
Without saying a word to the old man, he took three steps and two steps at a time, and the two steps turned into one. When he reached the crowd, he hurriedly pushed people away, ignoring their displeasure and abuse, and just wanted to get in quickly.
Finally, after the last layer of human wall was pushed aside, Lin Yuan and the old man saw a man grabbing Mo Qingcheng's wrist.
"Little lady, come back to your house with me!"
The extremely obscene voice reached Lin Yuan's ears, and he didn't care about anything. He stepped forward and grabbed the dirty hand, raised his leg and kicked the rather perky butt.
A two-word curse word was heard along with the sound of falling to the ground. A mountain of meat fell in front of the crowd, causing them to retreat repeatedly for fear of being crushed to the ground by the mountain of meat.
The situation had changed. Mo Qingcheng was still thinking about which hero came to the rescue. Unexpectedly, when he raised his eyes, what he saw was Lin Yuan's fierce profile.
"You dare to molest a good girl in broad daylight, and your upbringing has gone to the dog's belly!" Lin Yuan's voice was full of anger and disdain, but when he turned to Mo Qingcheng, he softened slightly and his voice became He became much gentler and asked, "Are you okay? Where did he molest you?"
Mo Qingcheng held a delicate small box in her hand. She watched Lin Yuan look at her up and down blankly. After a while, she remembered to reply and said, "I'm fine, just a slight pain in my wrist."
Busy checking Mo Qingcheng's condition, Lin Yuan didn't even notice that the person behind him had already gotten up. With his face full of grievance and anger, he pointed at Lin Yuan's back and shouted: "Grandpa's, it's on my Lu family's territory." You still dare to kick me? You must be tired of living!"
He was seen rushing towards Lin Yuan with clumsy steps, rolling up his sleeves to reveal fat arms that were fairer than women's underneath. He raised his fists high, apparently wanting to punch Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan turned around when he heard the sound. The "white-faced fist" the size of Sabah was already very close at hand. It was too late to hide or catch it. What's more, there was a silly girl behind him.
Without any time to think, Lin Yuan turned around and held Mo Qingcheng tightly in his arms, with his right hand still protecting her head. This was the third time Lin Yuan had close contact with Mo Qingcheng today, although everything happened for a reason.
Just when Lin Yuan was ready to bear the pain of the punch, the one who screamed before him was actually the big fat boy, using the same curse words and the same scream.
Lin Yuan slowly let go of the girl in his arms. He quickly turned around and saw that the old man was already standing in front of them. He smiled and patted his back and said, "Okay, old man, that's interesting. "
Unexpectedly, the old man turned around with a weird look on his face and said, "It's really not me. Someone took action before me."
Under Lin Yuan's surprised eyes, the old man said: "You have seen it too."
After saying that, the old man moved away, allowing Lin Yuan to see the two people lying in front of the store.
On the steps, the man in green robe was lying face down on the steps. There was another person lying on his back. This person's back was full of holes in his clothes and he was holding a hand. Holding a wine gourd.
The faces of the two people who fell to the ground faced each other. Just as the fat guy below him turned his head and wanted to curse, the drunk man on top of him burped, and the stench of alcohol in his mouth made his words They were all blocked back.
Lin Yuan walked forward curiously. He squatted beside the two of them and found that the fat guy under him was the person who cried bitterly in front of the gate of Falling Immortal Tower earlier. Lin Yuan actually knew the person in him. , the drunkard who was telling stories to the children at the foot of Qifeng Mountain not long ago.
It seemed that the drunk man was too drunk, so he rushed out and knocked the fat guy to the ground.
Lin Yuan watched the excitement from the side with amusement. He reached out and patted the fat brother's round head and said with a smile: "You deserve to be suppressed if I ask you to molest my girl."
The fat guy was hit on the head. How could he accept this injustice? He turned around and was about to curse. Unexpectedly, the drunkard on his body felt like he was about to vomit, causing him to quickly turn his head back.
Fortunately, the drunkard held it back and snored for a while, as if he was asleep.
Mo Qingcheng hid behind the old man. She stuck her head out and looked at Lin Yuan's back squatting on the ground. She didn't know what she thought of, but her face turned red and she retracted her head.
Just as Lin Yuan was having fun, a noisy figure sounded outside the crowd. Soon, the crowd was dispersed and a road opened, and a dozen people in black walked in fiercely.
"Master!" They shouted one after another and hurried over, scaring Lin Yuan to stand up and back away.
After struggling to turn the drunkard on the fat guy to the side, the person who looked like the leader helped the fat guy up by his armpits. Unexpectedly, instead of saying a kind word, he received a heavy blow on the head.
After getting up, the fat guy raised his foot and kicked the drunk man on the ground, not forgetting to spit in his mouth.
Then, he finally remembered that there was Lin Yuan, and he pointed at Lin Yuan's nose angrily and cursed: "You ignorant boy, do you know who I am? Hand over your little beauty quickly, little one. I’ll bother you until you die!”
Looking at his luxurious green robe and the gold medal around his waist, it was hard for Lin Yuan not to know his name, but what was strange was that among the four families in Beiliang, there were still some who didn't recognize him.
So Lin Yuan pointed to his nose and asked curiously: "Master Lu, do you really don't know who I am?"
