Lie down and eat melon in the protagonist group

Chapter 47 Changji 4
The first month is fine and I wish you happy New Year.

"I have to go to the Si family this year to pay New Year greetings." The table was filled with gift boxes. Ling Jing showed her arms and body was still light, and she patted the box with her hand. "Although I didn't recognize the Si family, we are elders after all. The second brother and Zheng By the way, I’ll let you know about my sister’s marriage.”

Ling Qiong nodded, "Okay."

They chose the ninth day of the first lunar month to visit Si Yun's house in Jinyu Lane, and the old lady was so happy that she couldn't smile from ear to ear.

An impromptu reunion banquet was held at the house. During the banquet, the Si family looked towards the big room full of people around the table and looked at each other. They were all in a lot of moods. It was rare that the big room was so lively.

At a family reunion dinner, Si Yunkun and his family couldn't eat anything.

The young lady returned to the house and threw off her sleeves, sat down angrily, and asked her husband Si Yunkun: "What do you mean by your father? Does he plan to recognize all the children of the Ling family back to the Si family? Then who do you think you are?"

Si Yunkun frowned and said, "I am just the step-son adopted by my eldest son."

The young lady stood up and said, "What's wrong with your stepson? It's clearly written in black and white on the family tree. You are the eldest son of the eldest family! It's your turn to inherit the title! Yes, according to blood relations, you are not the biological one. We will knock out your teeth." I just admit it. If you don’t fight for anything else, how can you still have your share?!”

A high-pitched female voice echoed from the roof beams, and tender buds sprouted from the chun trees in the yard silently.

A gust of wind blew, and new tea teeth floated on the tea soup under the window pane. Ling Huai led Ling Cen back to the house and asked, "Do you have any clues?"

"Yes. Tongxin Gu, the molecular mother, requires someone to be willing to swallow the child Gu, so that the person who takes the mother vood can eat and enjoy the life of the child vood. However," Ling Cen's voice changed, "we need to practice Western Xinjiang witchcraft."

Ling Huai stopped pouring tea and slowly raised his eyes, "Tongxin Gu?"

Ling Cen said: "And it is very difficult to practice. It is recorded in the sacrificial book that there are only three coins in the treasury of Xijiang to extend the life of the king. One was used a hundred years ago. Until now, there is no specific record, and there is no way to know whether it was used again. How many, whether there are two left is open to debate. There is also an oasis city in the desert of the Western Border Kingdom, which the world calls the Lost City of the Desert. The saint in the city has a Marriage Concentric Gu in her hand, which is the only one that does not require witchcraft. The golden poison can extend life, but two people need to be in love to enjoy life together. If they don't agree, they will die together."

He took out a stack of paper with notes written on it, unfolded it on the coffee table, and continued: "I have inquired about the Jianghu, saying that the Marriage Concentric Gu was defeated in the Western Xinjiang War more than ten years ago. The elder asked the saint for medicine and provided it to the Northern Emperor."

Ling Huai stared at the tea in the cup in silence. No one knew the purpose of the Marriage Concentricity Gu better than him. The world had only heard about it but had never seen it.

Ling Cen said: "It seems that Ning San may have used one, and his dead wife took the life of him. Ning San was also short-lived. Even though his life-for-life failed to cure his illness, he was still very lucky. , still not dead yet.”

The charcoal basin was steaming with heat, and Ling Cen threw the paper away. The charcoal traces spread, and a gloomy blue fire erupted. Several pages of paper were all turned into ashes.

Ling Cen took a torch and smashed the complete paper ashes, completely destroying the body and eliminating traces.

It was a cold night in the first lunar month, and the Ling family returned to the eastern suburbs accompanied by a few stars.

Yang Gan helped Ling Jing back to Yang's house.

The maid held a candle lamp in front of her. Ling Qiong exhaled a breath, turned around and asked Ji Ji: "What do you think about the Si family?"

Ji Ji smiled and said: "The three young masters have become a favorite now."

"Thankfully, the third sister held me back at that time." Ling Cen interjected, "People in such a big room have to squeeze together and chatter. It's annoying to death every day. It's not always possible for a family to have an old person who doesn't separate. Good thing."

The cool breeze was blowing in the leaves in the yard, and Zhang Dong's wife hurriedly ran over to Fu'an with a blanket in her hands.

The Si family was very lively. Fu'an had been playing with the children all day and fell asleep on the way back, snoring with Zhan Qing on his shoulder.

Ling Qiong gently scratched the tip of Fu'an's nose and said fondly: "Gluttonous and sleepy."

It was a cold night, and the Sifu had been dealing with it all day with a fake smile. Everyone was exhausted. Ling Qiong and Ji Ji also hurried back to the house.

Ling Cen led Li Guanqi back to the courtyard. Li Guanqi opened the door quickly and entered the house in the dark, looking for a candle for lighting.

The lights were not lit, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard in the darkness.

"What's wrong?" Ling Cen thought that Li Guanqi had bumped into something or accidentally knocked over some ornaments, so he ran a few steps quickly. He practiced martial arts, and his night vision was better than ordinary people. He was used to dark places, and his slightly blurred eyesight gradually gradually recover.

I saw a middle-aged man with thick beard and hair standing in front of the candlelight pole. He was as strong as a bear and wrapped in a black robe. His eyes were stern, and his head was wrapped in a two-finger-wide brocade hoop, with blue and Tibetan ropes braided in small braids.

Ling Cen stamped his feet suddenly, his back tensed instantly, his hands clenched into fists, ready to go.

He glanced at the ground and saw Li Guanqi lying down in front of him, not knowing who he was.

The sound just now was probably the sound of the man falling to the ground when he knocked Li Guanqi unconscious.

Ling Cen stared at the man closely, not daring to act rashly, let alone speak first.

"I mean no harm." The man took a step forward, "We meet again."

Ling Cen assumed a fighting stance, taking the opportunity to release the poison hidden in his sleeves, and said calmly: "I don't know you."

"The little tricks you learned are of no use to me." The man walked slowly towards him, "The old vendor who sold your books four years ago still remembers me."

Ling Cen slowly approached Li Guanqi in an arc to one side, keeping a safe distance. He still looked calmly, "What do you want to learn from your visit this time?"

The man stopped and said, "Do you want to become a disciple? I know everything written in the book. If there is anything not written in the book, I will teach you."

Hearing this, Ling Cen bared his teeth and smiled. His teeth were as white as porcelain. He stood in front of Li Guanqi, guarding him behind him, and said, "The sky won't fall, so why don't you leave me here to set a trap?"

At that moment, a gust of wind blew up outside the house, causing the door panel that was not closed tightly to squeak, and the rustling of clothes seemed to be mixed with it, which was almost inaudible.

Such a slight movement made the man turn around suddenly in shock.

Ji has quietly stood at the door.

"Good ears." Ji already praised.

The man became cautious, no longer the calm demeanor he had just now.

"What nonsense are you talking to this thief? Fight him!" Ling Cen grabbed an iron drill and rushed forward.

The man's kung fu was good, he could open and close his palms, and he could fight back and forth with the same disease, but he couldn't resist Ling Cen who stabbed his meridians secretly.

Tables and chairs were broken into pieces, and the furnishings in the house were damaged and smashed to pieces.

The wind from Ji Ji's weak palm was swung out, but it was more powerful than a fist. The man took it lightly and could not catch the power contained in Ji Ji's palm. He was forced to retreat continuously. He touched the base of the pillar and could barely stop himself.

The man frowned fiercely and stared at Ji Ji, "Buddha Palm? Are you from the Buddhist sect? I don't want to hurt you. I am here to accept my disciples sincerely."

Ling Cen spat, "He hid in my room in the middle of the night and even injured my man. He was just pretentious and pretentious. I don't want such a shameless person to be my master. Beat him!"

The man threw up his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, and said in a cold voice: "If you take one more step forward, your orifices will bleed."

Upon hearing this, Ji stopped where he was. Ling Cen crossed his arms and smiled. He was very aware of the current situation and said softly, "Okay, we won't move."

The man snorted, then froze, his legs and feet went weak, his face fell to the ground and his head to the beam, and he fell to the ground.

"You..." It was particularly difficult for the man to speak out at this moment. "It's just an ordinary cartilage powder." Ling Cen clapped his hands and cheered, "But it's an enhanced version, and it's super doubled. How does it taste? This is my first time using it on people, and the effect is good. The fourth sister's method is indeed good. Easy to use.”

Ji had already taken a pill and threw the bottle to Ling Cen.

Ling Cen raised his head and ate one pill, then hurried to feed Li Guanqi and stuffed several pills in a row.

Feeding her medicine is like feeding her jelly beans. She sighed helplessly, "It's medicine that contains three parts of poison. One pill is enough."

Ling Cen stopped pouring the pills and slapped Li Guanqi on the face several times, but he still didn't wake up. He said in disgust: "It's really useless to give him so many medicines and he still doesn't wake up."

Ji has opened the man's mouth and fed him a pellet.

The man regained a little strength and was able to support himself and slowly sit up against the pillar.

He was panting and clutching his chest, breathing unevenly, "How can you have an antidote?"

"Otherwise, why would I learn so slowly? On weekdays, I have to study and take classes, practice martial arts, raise poisonous insects, and prepare antidotes. It's very exhausting, okay? I'm not a peerless genius. "Ling Cen spread his hands, looking distressed, "I have no choice but to promise that the third sister will prepare an antidote if she is accustomed to poison. Medicine and poison are not separated from each other, and everything can be changed without departing from their sect. After studying this method for a long time, I can still refine an antidote pill that can relieve toxicity. come out."

Ling Cen asked him: "Who are you? I've never seen someone rushing to accept someone as his apprentice. He must be unkind."

The man finally showed a smile and said: "Umutada. The former priest of Lost City, your biological father."

Ling Cen: "..."

Ling Cen turned to look at Ji Si, blinking his eyes in confusion.

He doesn't want this master, let alone some bullshit biological father.

The fallen leaves outside the house are spinning and drifting back to their roots.

Early the next morning, the Ling family gathered in the flower hall. Everyone except Ling Jing shook their heads back and forth, looking at Umutada and Ling Cen, trying to find any similarity between the two faces.

How did such a strong, rough man give birth to a biological son with such delicate white flesh?

Ling Qiong said: "Well, Acen's mother..."

"I have her portrait." Umutada took out a scroll of paintings from his black robe and handed it to Ling Qiong.

The words were wrong, Ling Qiong's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't start immediately and asked: "Only portraits?"

"Well," Umutada was very reserved, clearly unwilling to say anything more.

Ling Qiong glanced at Ling Cen, who turned his face to one side, not knowing what was worth seeing outside the window. A person who has always taken part in the fun without taking it too seriously, looked like he was lacking in interest when there was a lively event in front of him for the first time.

The scroll slowly unfolded, revealing the gorgeous and dazzling Territory Girl. She was born extremely beautiful, a kind of gaudy but not vulgar beauty, with gold and silver jewelry on her body, a red skirt and dance clothes, a gold chain running through her navel, her bare feet on the drum, dancing gracefully, as if she was outlining a picture with thick ink and heavy colors. Picture of the flying goddess.

Case solved.

Son Xiao Niang.

Ling Qiong showed the painting in front of Ling Cen and said, "Your mother is so beautiful. As a woman, I have always been proud of my appearance. After meeting your mother, I feel really ashamed."

Ling Cen's eyes moved slightly, he glanced quickly, put away the painting, and asked Umutada with all his face, "Is she dead?"

Umutada nodded.

"How did you die?"

"I have taken revenge." Umutada avoided the easy matter and refused to answer directly.

"I know, I'm a burden, so throw me away." Ling Cen smiled innocently.

Ling Qiong and Ling Jing looked at each other, feeling worried.

Umutada said calmly: "The situation forced me to choose. I chose several families before I chose the Ling family who treats their children well. I didn't leave until I saw you smiling happily."

Ling Cen still smiled brightly and said, "I'm living a good life now. Firstly, I don't need a master, and secondly, I don't need a biological father. You can go."

Wumutada showed no emotion on his face and said, "Aren't you at Channing's house? There's no need to check. I stole the Tongxin Gu and saved Mr. Ning, just to repay Mrs. Ning for saving his life." "

Ling Cen sneered: "Don't you know we have a grudge against the Ning family?"

Umutada said: "There is no conflict between you and me when there is revenge for hatred and kindness for kindness."

"No conflict?" Ling Cen slapped the table and stood up, "If it weren't for you, Ning San would have died long ago! If he were dead, he wouldn't have caused so many troubles! If you are not welcome in our family, then you will!"

Umutada stood up, touched his heart and bowed to them, calmly and politely, "See you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Pei Zhanqing was soft-hearted and advised softly: "Acen, after all, he is your biological father. He had no choice but to entrust you to another family to raise you. He chose a good family like the Ling family carefully. Everything happens for a reason, so why bother to ignore it? gas?"

Ling Cen frowned and said, "We don't need him, so let him eat for free? Our family is not a Salesian bureau."

Umutada's confession of his son was cut off by Ling Cen with a sharp knife. Afterwards, Ling Dang found out about this from Ling Huai's mouth, and felt very regretful for a while.

She remembered an outline about Ling Cen's plot in the book. Although Umutada was not good at words, he was a qualified father.

Umutada is the priest of the lost city in the desert. He is superb in voodoo and witchcraft. He wholeheartedly assists the saint in taking charge of the small city in the desert oasis that is almost isolated from the world.

Ling Cen's mother was a gift from the Jianghu evil sect to the elders of Xijiang. She was originally a young lady from Tingqin Villa. She wielded a red whip like a swimming dragon. She never thought that the evil sect would come to seek revenge in the middle of the night and be destroyed overnight. clan.

She was the only one alive, and because of her beauty, she was robbed by evil sects and filled into the beauties. She lay low and lurked, making her willing to learn anything. From then on, she became good at singing and dancing, and she was even more proficient in bewitching people's hearts.

Paili gave her to the elders of Xijiang as a play pet. She used this to assassinate three elders, stir up disputes between the rivers and lakes and the court, and caused Xijiang to send troops to encircle and suppress the evil sect.

The counter-intentional plan was successful, and the evil sect was eliminated by the imperial court without eradicating the roots. There were still remaining members of the sect who were chasing her for revenge, so she fled to the Lost City in the Desert and met the priest Umutada in the city.

The book doesn't describe much about what happened between Ling Cen's parents. All we know is that Ling Cen's mother flirted with Umutada first. Umutada doesn't understand love, which doesn't mean he's an inexperienced piece of wood. Therefore, he flirts with her all year round. , the thunder from the sky and the fire from the earth finally made a mistake, and she accidentally got pregnant with a child.

What a coincidence, just a few days after the baby was born, the enemy came to the door.

They threatened Umutada with the lives of the people in the city to hand over Lingcen's mother. Umutada had a righteous heart and couldn't let go of the people, and he was selfish and couldn't let go of his wife.

She did not put him in trouble and ran away alone. She also threatened to provoke him and led a group of enemies to chase him out of the city.

When Umutada arrived in a hurry, she seemed to have been waiting for him to come. She held the knife on the side of her neck and smiled sweetly. She wiped the knife blade decisively in the encirclement and died on the spot.

(End of this chapter)