My master is invincible

Chapter 1297 Talking about the Grave (42)

As soon as he entered the room, Uncle Lin called out, "Qiaoer, your brother Chen Jiu is here, hurry up and prepare some tea."

After saying this, Uncle Lin led us into a side room. This house is about twenty square meters. The place where you enter the door is a shoe cabinet. The stool, the innermost position is a row of bookcases, which are filled with all kinds of books.

"Come on, everyone, sit down!" Uncle Lin smiled slightly and asked us to sit down around the coffee table.

Just as she sat down, Lin Qiaoer walked in, wearing a long blue dress. Compared with being in a funeral parlor, Lin Qiaoer at this moment gave off a fresh and refined feeling.

"Brother Chen Jiu!" She walked up to me, walked down next to me, and passed the tea in her hand to Uncle Lin.

"Where's Yu'er!" I asked her.

"Sister Yu'er is upstairs to touch up her makeup, and she will be down soon." She smiled at me sweetly and said softly.

I was slightly taken aback, what the hell is this Yan Yu doing, what kind of makeup is she wearing at night.

Just as I was dazed for a while, Uncle Lin had already made tea, first washed the teacup with hot water, then poured the tea, and finally held the teacup with tweezers and handed it to us.

The whole process gave people a sense of indifference, especially at the moment when the tea was handed to us, I even had an illusion that this is not the bustling Hong Kong, but in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Chen Jiu, how about my tea-pouring technique?" Uncle Lin raised his teacup and motioned to me.

I picked up the teacup, took a sip, and it was astringent in my mouth. When the tea reached my throat, it exuded a refreshing feeling, as if my whole body was integrated into nature.

To be honest, I don’t know much about the tea ceremony, but even so, I can still feel that the tea made by Uncle Lin is different from other people’s. I can’t tell you exactly what’s different.

"Good!" I praised.

He smiled, "Okay!"

As he said that, he poured me half a cup of tea and kept persuading me to drink tea, but he didn't mention anything about Yan Junshan.

This makes me anxious, I came here to know about Yan Junshan and Shuo Tomb, but I am not interested in tasting tea.

So, I smiled awkwardly, and asked, "Uncle Lin, may I ask, Yan Junshan..."

Before I could finish speaking, he stopped at me and said in a low voice, "Let's taste tea first, and wait for Ms. Yan Yu to come down before talking about this matter. Do you think it's feasible?"

Well, I sighed and had to drink a few cups of tea patiently.

About 10 minutes later, there was a sound of ticking footsteps at the door, and when I turned my head, it was Yan Yu and Lin Zhongtian who came.

What puzzles me is that these two people are dressed very formally today. Lin Zhongtian is dressed in a blue suit, and the whole person looks majestic, while Yan Yu is wearing a long white dress and her face Wearing light makeup.

I don't know if it's an illusion, or something else, but I suddenly had an idea that these two are a bit like a couple.

As soon as I thought of this, I shook my head violently, how could it be a couple.

However, their next action made me completely dumbfounded.

I saw that Lin Zhongtian stretched out his hand towards Yan Yu like a gentleman, and said, "Yu'er, please!"

"En!" Yan Yu nodded, stretched out her jaded hand and placed it in Lin Zhongtian's palm, and sat down slowly.

They were sitting opposite me, they seemed very close, they often whispered to each other, after seeing my gaze, Yan Yu didn't know whether it was intentional or not, she would always avoid it.

This makes me restless, are they really a couple?

But, if the two of them are a couple, then what Yan Yu said to me was all a lie to me?

At that moment, I suppressed the anger in my heart. I was afraid that I would not be able to hold back the explosion, so I pinched my thigh vigorously, looked at Uncle Lin, and said with a faint smile: "Uncle Lin, now that everyone is here, can we talk?"

"No hurry!" He stopped, looked at Yu Qian, and said with a smile: "Miss Yu, I met your father a few years ago, and I have heard a little about what happened to you in Hengyang. Today, Since you have come to the humble house, I naturally cannot let you go back empty-handed."

As he spoke, he took a few shots.

In less than a few seconds, two big men in black walked in from the outside. Strictly speaking, there were three people. One of them was grabbed by the arm of the two big men in black. What puzzled me was that the man who was caught, I seem to have seen it somewhere.

Uncle Lin got up slowly, walked towards the big man in black, and said with a smile, "If you guessed correctly, there was a problem with your father's business back then, and someone wanted to harm your father."

Then Yu Qian's complexion changed, and she hurriedly said, "How do you know?"

Uncle Lin smiled, and didn't answer her question, but looked at me, "Chen Jiu, you were responsible for the funeral back then, you should know the details, right?"

I was slightly taken aback. What he said was that I had a million-dollar funeral when I first entered the industry. At that time, the host was Boss Yu, who was also Yu Qian’s father. The person who killed Yu Qian’s father seemed to be named Yan. seventeen.

I nodded and said, "Clear!"

Uncle Lin glanced at me, and said in a low voice: "If I'm not mistaken, Yan Shiqi once teamed up with a Feng Shui master to deceive your father when he was in Hong Kong, and the person in front of him is that Feng Shui master."

Upon hearing this, my complexion changed drastically, and Yu Qian was the same as me, almost the same.

With a sullen face, I whispered, "Uncle Lin, why did you mention this all of a sudden?"

He smiled, glanced at me, and then at Yu Qian. I don't know what happened. At this moment, I feel that his eyes are a little sharp, not as gentle and refined as usual.

Uncle Lin smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing, I just want to avenge you."

While speaking, without any unnecessary movements, he took out a dagger like a magic trick, and stabbed it at the Feng Shui master's neck.

All of a sudden, bright red blood gushed out continuously, while the Feng Shui master held his neck tightly, his eyes were as big as a bull's eyes, and his whole face was almost twisted together.

In less than ten seconds, the man's face was as pale as paper, his whole body twitched, and he lost his vitality.

Seeing this situation, I frowned, while Yu Qian stared at the Feng Shui master lying on the ground in disbelief. As for Yan Jin, it was probably the first time she had seen such a scene, and she leaned towards me subconsciously, her hands clenched. He clenched his fists and trembled violently.

"Uncle Lin, what is this?" I asked sullenly.

He ignored me, but took out a white towel to wipe his hands, and finally threw the towel on the Feng Shui master, and said softly: "People, if you do something wrong, you have to accept punishment, otherwise, this world will sooner or later It's going to be a mess."

As he spoke, he winked at the two big men in black, and the two came to understand, dragging and dragging the Feng Shui master out.

At this moment, I don't know what words to use to describe the feeling in my heart, but I feel that Uncle Lin seems to be a different person. Just an hour ago, this person told me to know how to cherish life.

But, now!
The most important thing is, from his actions just now, I can see that it is definitely not the first time he has killed someone. His actions and demeanor are extremely skilled without any hesitation. chicken.

No, even killing chickens is not as cold-blooded as him.

Suddenly, a chill rose from the soles of my feet and went straight to my forehead.

Uncle Lin should have noticed my movement, smiled, patted my shoulder, and said softly: "Chen Jiu, you think some people deserve to die, but they survived by using some means. For people like you, you What will happen?"

I swallowed my saliva, suppressed the shock in my heart, took a deep breath, tried not to tremble in my voice, and said: "The laws of heaven are clear, and if they are careless, they will be punished sooner or later."

As soon as the words came out, Uncle Lin laughed out loud as if he had heard some joke, and said, "So, do you think I should die? Or should I not die?"

I was taken aback, what did he mean?
Is this testing me?Still hinting at something?
At the moment, I didn't dare to answer indiscriminately, and kept staring at him.

He patted me on the shoulder without saying a word, returned to his seat, took a sip of tea from the teacup, poured another cup of tea for each of us, and handed it to us, "Everyone, don't be dazed, enjoy the tea. You need to know that you have to be happy in life to be happy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon, drink more tea while you are in good health now."

It was a good word, but when he said it, I always felt a chill, but when I didn't figure out what he was planning, I didn't dare to move, so I had to pick up the teacup and drink it all, and said: " Uncle Lin, this is the end of the matter, we don't speak dark words in front of the wise, what is your plan for calling us here?"

He raised his head and glanced at me, then glanced at everyone present, and said softly: "It's not a big deal, I just want to borrow your lives."

(End of this chapter)