Harvesting Yin

In Lin's mansion, the atmosphere was oppressive.

In the room, an old man in a gray robe sat beside the bed, examining Lin Shaoqun's injuries with a solemn expression.

After a while, he frowned, his hands flickered, and he tapped Lin Shaoqun's acupoints before he sighed and stood up.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, how is my son's injury?" Seeing him standing up, Lin Chaoyang asked hurriedly, his face full of anxiety and worry.

The old man shook his head and said: "The situation is not optimistic. The magic weapon that injured him, absolutely extraordinary, and the breath left in his wound have begun to spread into his body, eating away the vitality in his body."

Speaking of this, he paused, and said: "But don't worry, although this breath is weird and difficult, but the old man can still contain it, but the premise is that you can get back his arms and legs as soon as possible, otherwise he will die Undoubtedly, and if it is too late to bring it back, the old man will not be able to recover.”

Lin Chaoyang was taken aback when he heard it, and hurriedly said to the butler who was guarding the door: "Did they come back with a small group of things?"

"Patriarch, not yet." The butler said cautiously.

"Hmph! Trash, it's been so long to get something!" Lin Chaoyang looked anxiously, glanced at his son on the bed, couldn't stay any longer, turned and walked out the door, and came to the hall.

Not long after he sat down, he saw Yuan Kui come back with a sluggish expression, with only the long-faced monk following behind him.

"Yuan Daoyou, you are back. Where are my son's things?" Lin Chaoyang didn't think too much when he saw the two of them coming back.He hurriedly stood up and asked, looking back and forth between their hands.

With a "plop", the long-faced monk was trembling.Kneeled on the ground.

Yuan Kui smiled bitterly, and said apologetically, "Fellow Daoist Lin, I'm sorry, but I couldn't get back the things belonging to Mr. Shaoqun."

"What? What's going on?" Lin Chaoyang's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he was still waiting behind his son.If there is no broken arm, he will surely die.

"Hey..." Yuan Kui let out a long sigh, and sat down on the chair decadently.Said: "Before we went, the boy had already been fed to ghosts by those things, and he never thought of leaving it to us."

Lin Chaoyang's heart sank when he heard this.The body couldn't help shaking.His face was pale, he staggered a few steps, sat down on the chair, and murmured: "You mean, my son is completely hopeless?"

After finishing speaking, his eyes suddenly widened with anger, killing intent rolled all over his body.Said: "What about the little bastard, did you help me kill him?"

Yuan Kui laughed at himself.Said: "Friend Daoist Lin, we all underestimated that young man. The five clansmen I brought were all killed by him with a single knife, and their heads were decapitated."

There was horror in his eyes, and he recounted everything that happened just now, and said with a wry smile: "If I hadn't surrendered immediately, I might not have come back alive."

Lin Chaoyang's expression was extremely gloomy when he heard his words, but he couldn't believe it: "That little bastard is just a monk in the early stage of Yuanshen Realm, how can he be so powerful?"

"My fellow Daoist Lin must know the strength of my five clansmen better than anyone else. They can be described as vulnerable in front of that young man. Do you think he is powerful?" Yuan Kui was full of annoyance.

Lin Chaoyang gritted his teeth, gripped the chair tightly with both hands, his eyes gleamed with coldness, and murderous intent rolled.

His face changed for a while, and Fang said viciously: "Today's matter must not be left alone. My son will die at his hands. No matter how powerful he is, I will never let him go!"

"Friend Daoist Lin must not be impulsive, that young man's strength is definitely not inferior to yours." Yuan Kui advised kindly.

Lin Chaoyang gave a sinister smile, and said, "I can't kill him. Of course someone else could. My second uncle happened to be busy today, so he wants to come back. When the time comes, I'll let that little bastard die without a whole body. The soul flies away!"

"What! Guard Lin is coming back today?" Yuan Kui immediately stood up from his chair when he heard this, his face full of astonishment.

The cultivators who can be guards in Shenhu Palace are definitely the existence that they look up to, and they are not called seniors, but the positions of those people, so that they are more respectful and can improve the status of the other party.

The guards in the Shenhu Palace are more powerful than the lord of this city or even the king of a country. Outside of the Shenhu Palace, they are definitely top monks.

"Hmph, my second uncle is now a high-level guard in the Holy Palace, and his cultivation has already reached the realm of heaven. If he does it, killing that kid will be easy!" Lin Chaoyang said about his backer of the Lin family. Although he was worried about his son, There was still a smug arrogance on his face.

When Yuan Kui heard this, his heart immediately became active, his eyes sparkled, and he said in surprise: "Yes, as long as Guard Lin takes action, no matter how powerful the young man is, he will definitely die! Fellow Daoist Lin, now we can take revenge!"

He made a wrong decision today and killed five clansmen. After returning home, he would inevitably lose his position as Patriarch, and the Yuan family would be ridiculed and attacked by other forces because of this incident. Naturally, he hated Yang Que very much.

If Yang Que could die today, the Yuan family would at least be able to save a little face, and he would feel better.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, don't delay, tell the guard Lin quickly." Thinking of this, he urged impatiently.

Lin Chaoyang snorted coldly, and said, "What is my second uncle's status now? How can I disturb him at will. It's not a major event of family demise. I will never take the initiative to bother him. But don't worry, he has already sent a message. There will be a task today, so I will come back to the mansion to have a look, and then I will ask him for help."

"So that's it. Well, we'll just wait here." Since he was able to kill Yang Que, Yuan Kui didn't plan to go back immediately. When he saw that Yang Que was dead, it wouldn't be too late to go home and report the bad news.

The two stopped talking, and sat quietly in the hall, each with their own thoughts.

In the evening, a bright light suddenly flashed across the sky, and an old man in white landed majestically in the courtyard. With a smile in his eyes, he looked at the scene in the mansion, and seemed quite satisfied.

"Second Uncle, you're back!" Lin Chaoyang saw who was coming, hurriedly stood up from the chair, ran to the courtyard in a few steps, bent his knees, knelt down and kowtowed.

Immediately, he turned his head and shouted to the courtyard behind: "Third Uncle, Second Uncle is back, bring everyone out to pay a visit!"

Soon, the entire Lin Mansion was boiling, all the Lin family children were full of excitement, and ran out of the courtyards excitedly. In a short while, the entire courtyard was kneeling.

"Meet the second uncle!"

"Meet the second uncle!"

"Meet Guard Lin!"

Everyone knelt on the ground with respect and awe on their faces. Many people were extremely curious and wanted to see the real face of Lushan, the biggest backer of the Lin family and the guard in the holy palace, but they were apprehensive and did not dare to raise their heads. (To be continued..)