Harvesting Yin

In the north of the city, in a luxuriously decorated mansion, a middle-aged man wearing brocade robes was sitting in the middle of the hall, with a slight smile on his majestic face, talking to a guest next to him.

"Friend Daoist Lin, look, that incident was not our fault, so why don't you come forward and intercede for our Yuan family?" The guest was short and fat, with a sad face and a hint of pleading in his tone.

Lin Chaoyang picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and savored it. Fang smiled lightly and said, "Yuan Daoyou, you and I have known each other for many years. If I can help you, I will naturally not refuse. It's just that the Xue family's influence is not small. , if I help you get ahead..."

"Friend Daoist Lin." Hearing the words, the short and fat monk stood up suddenly, interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and directly escaped a jade box from his arms, saying: "This is a wishful jade box that I accidentally got when I was traveling. Fruit, it is extremely effective for the breakthrough of Yuanshen Realm. I know that Fellow Daoist Lin has been stuck in the late stage of Yuanshen Realm for decades, so I will give this spiritual fruit to Fellow Daoist Lin."

"Ruyiguo? Yuan Daoyou has such a treasure!" Lin Chaoyang immediately stood up when he heard it, took it carefully, opened the jade box and sniffed it, and was immediately pleasantly surprised, saying: "It really is Ruyiguo! This fragrance is absolutely Can't go wrong!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized that he was a little too excited, he pretended to "cough" twice, pondered for a moment, his face showed a look of embarrassment, and said: "Yuan Daoyou, this wishful fruit is indeed useful to me, but the one Things are not easy."

The chunky monk cupped his hands and said, "Friend Daoist Lin, we people don't speak dark words. The fact that your Lin family has such power here is because someone from your Lin family has entered the Shenhu Palace and is also a senior guard inside. This city The people in the village, including the city lord, absolutely dare not provoke you easily. The Xue family is just a nouveau riche, and as long as Fellow Daoist Lin gets ahead, he will definitely not even dare to fart."

"This..." Lin Chaoyang naturally knew his family's strength best, he pretended to be hesitant, but in fact he was not greedy enough.I still want to get some benefits, but it seems that this is the head of the Yuan family in front of me.There is nothing more to take out.

"Patriarch, it's not good!"

The two were talking, when suddenly there was a panicked voice outside, a housekeeper dressed as a servant.Regardless of the rules.He hurried in and said loudly: "Patriarch, something is wrong, the young master was chopped off his arms and legs, and his injuries are very serious..."

Just after finishing speaking, the long-faced cultivator walked in with Lin Shaoqun, his head covered in blood, and made a "plop".Kneeling on the ground, she cried and said to Lin Chaoyang: "Patriarch, the subordinates are useless, the young master was harmed like this, Qian Ming was directly beheaded, and the subordinates... the subordinates almost died too."

"What!" Lin Chaoyang's complexion changed, and he walked quickly to Lin Shaoqun's side, took a look at his appearance, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he almost fainted.

"Damn! This is a tired little bastard who dares to touch my son, Lin Chaoyang!" Seeing that his beloved son had no arms and only one leg left, Lin Chaoyang trembled angrily, and was startled again. Angry again.

"Tell me! What's going on?" Lin Chaoyang clenched his fists, his whole body filled with murderous intent, and he stared at the long-faced cultivator threateningly and asked.

"Patriarch..." The long-faced cultivator was terrified, and tremblingly told the whole story of what happened today, without daring to exaggerate or deceive.

"What's the name of that little bastard?" Lin Chaoyang gritted his teeth after hearing what the long-faced monk said, with strong hatred in his eyes.

"This subordinate doesn't know, this subordinate only knows that he is holding a scimitar in his hand, which is extremely terrifying..." The long-faced monk recalled what happened before, with deep fear in his eyes.

"Housekeeper, hurry up and help the young master into the inner room, and invite the best healing monks to treat him!" Lin Chaoyang's face changed for a moment, and he ordered the housekeeper quickly.

The butler hastily agreed, held Lin Shaoqun in his arms, and hurried to the back.

"Where are Shaoqun's broken arms and legs? Have you ever brought them back?" Seeing Aizi being taken to the back for healing, Lin Chaoyang suddenly remembered this. If the broken arms and legs were still there, they would recover naturally. soon.If it is lost, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot be born again.

The long-faced monk tremblingly said: "That person was too scary at that time, the subordinates only took the young master to escape, and there was no time to take other things away."

"Trash!" Lin Shaoqun roared angrily, kicked him in the chest, kicked him out, and said with a gloomy face, "If I don't want to use you later, because of your dereliction of duty today, I will take you now." life!"

"Patriarch, spare your life, Patriarch, spare your life..." The long-faced cultivator got up, spat out a mouthful of blood, and continued to kneel on the ground, trembling all over.

The short and fat monk originally came to ask Lin Chaoyang for help, but when he saw something happened to the Lin family, he suddenly felt moved, wanting to give him some favors, and said, "Friend Lin, according to what your servant said, the boy just arrived This newcomer in the city just acted on a whim and dared to hurt a few young masters. Since the young master's arms and legs are still there, I will bring someone to help you get them back."

He was only a young man in the early stage of Yuanshen Realm, probably because he saw that Lin Shaoqun was also a young man, so he hurt someone impulsively, and the other party probably didn't know the power of the Lin family in this city, and afterward, he must have started to get scared.

If he could help the Lin family and bring back the broken arm and leg, it would be considered a small favor. I believe that Lin Chaoyang would never refuse.

"Yuan Daoyou, don't bother you, I will solve this matter myself." Lin Chaoyang said coldly with hatred in his eyes.

The chunky monk quickly said: "Don't bother, don't bother. I know that Fellow Daoist Lin is going to take revenge, but now Young Master Shaoqun is seriously injured. If the injury cannot be contained immediately, it may be dangerous, so Fellow Daoist Lin will stay at home for the time being. Just in case. After I get the things back and connect them for Young Master Shaoqun, it won’t be too late for Fellow Daoist Lin to lead someone to slaughter that family.”

Lin Chaoyang frowned when he heard this, with hatred in his eyes, and said: "Okay, the old man will let that little bastard be happy for a while!"

The short and fat monk was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly cupped his hands and said, "If that's the case, then I'll take him to that man's mansion right away. Fellow Daoist Lin, don't worry, I'll be back with my things soon."

Lin Chaoyang nodded, cast a stern look at the long-faced cultivator kneeling on the ground, and said, "Take Yuan Daoyou with you, and if you can't get the things back, you'd better die there, otherwise... the old man will let you die No place to die!"

"Yes! This subordinate will definitely take back the young master's things!" The long-faced cultivator stood up in horror, thinking about going to Yang Que's mansion, his legs began to tremble violently again. (to be continued..)