Chapter 137 Returning to Beijing
Anyone who has experienced the changes caused by Lin Yan's advancement to the innate realm immediately knew about it, and they all exclaimed in shock.

"He actually broke through the realm of killing!!"

"This technique is too evil, killing people can improve your cultivation!"

"No wonder his strength has improved so fast, he must have killed a lot of people!"

……

Everyone has forgotten Lin Yan's contribution. If Lin Yan hadn't acted, Xiliang City would have fallen, and some of them would have died too.

Lin Yan, who had regained his composure, ignored these ant-like figures and walked straight towards Hu Lang.

"Lin...Lin Yan..."

Looking at Lin Yan, who looked harmless to humans and animals, it was hard to connect with Lin Yan who had killed endlessly just now.

"I've already saved Xiliang City, don't bother me again." Lin Yan said lightly, and headed back towards home.

Seeing Lin Yan's indifferent and elegant figure, Hu Lang bowed deeply. No matter what happens to Lin Yan in the future, it is an iron fact that he saved the entire Xiliang City. All the living people of Xiliang City should be grateful Lin Yan.

Principal Huangfu looked at Lin Yan's back, but his heart was very complicated. From Lin Yan's strength and strange methods, no one in Yanhuang University could control him.

That is to say, no matter how Lin Yan "does evil" in the future, Yanhuang University is no longer able to control it.

Principal Huangfu was naturally uncomfortable, but he was very helpless, and he had to give Lin Yan three points, otherwise Lin Yan would be angry, Yanhuang University would be unlucky.

…………

In Yanjing, on the second ring road of the southern district, there is an ancient building complex covering an area of ​​more than ten acres. Although it has been in disrepair for a long time, it still shows the glory of the year.

There is a circle of walls around the building complex. If you don’t look down from a high altitude, it’s hard to see the whole picture. Residents living nearby only know that this place is called Duanfu, which has a history of hundreds of years, but what is the situation inside and how many are there? people, but few people know.

"Old man, it's up to you not to sell it. There is 100 million in this card. You can use it for retirement. If you dare to blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!!"

On the front yard square of the main hall in the middle of the Duan Mansion, a middle-aged man with a ferocious face yelled at an old sixty-year-old man with a hunchback, and threw the UnionPay card in his hand directly on his head.

"Even if you don't hand over the land deed, my Hong family can still get the Duan Mansion, do you believe it?" The middle-aged man sneered, "I'll give you another day, if you don't see the land deed tomorrow, just wait and see. fish!"

"boom!!"

The middle-aged man kicked a chair next to him, and the chair fell apart in an instant, before he turned around and walked out with a serious expression.

"God damn my Duan family..."

Looking at the torn chair, the sixty-sixth old man let out a long sigh, and the death on his face became more intense.

"Cough cough cough..."

The sixtieth old man coughed suddenly, then quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his mouth, when he took it away, he suddenly found that the handkerchief was bright red.

The sixtieth old man is called Duan Qingzheng. He is the only member of the Duan clan in the Duan mansion, but he is already dying of illness. After his death, the Duan clan in the capital will be completely reduced to history.

Thinking of the death of the Duan family at his hands, the old man looked up to the sky and said sadly: "The grandson is unfilial and ashamed of his ancestors, woo woo..."

The old man's body dwarfed slowly, and finally knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. The bitter cry of an old man is really heartbreaking.

"Master, don't do this, when you cry, we want to cry too, woo woo..."

Two women and a man came out from the backyard, both in their 50s and [-]s, and they were wearing servant clothes.

Seeing Duan Qingzheng knelt down and crying bitterly, they quickly walked over to help Duan Qingzheng up, crying bitterly.

"Okay, don't cry, don't cry..."

Duan Qingzheng forcibly suppressed the grief in his heart, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at the three of them with a gentle smile in his eyes.

The three of them have been with him for decades, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are brothers and sisters.

"These years, you have suffered with me. You have heard what Hong Dao said just now. You take that card and share it. Don't come back here again." Duan Qing said, patting them on the shoulder.

When they heard that Duan Qing was going to drive them away, the three of them cried even more.

"We won't leave, we will always serve the master, woo woo..."

"Don't be stupid, you can live for decades if you leave, go, this is an order." Duan Qing was suppressing his sad emotions, and smiled slightly: "You are just like my brothers and sisters, I hope you can all Enjoy your old age."

"What about you, master? Where are you going?"

"Go, don't need to ask, I have my own plan." Duan Qingzheng replied calmly, turned around, and walked towards the inner courtyard staggeringly.

"master!!"

"master!!"

The three cried loudly, their eyes full of reluctance, nostalgia, and guilt.

But they were already old, and in front of the big mountain of the Hong family, they were unable to do anything to help.

After a few minutes, the three of them slowly stopped crying, kowtowed a few times in the direction of the inner courtyard, and then left.

Through a small window, Duan Qingzheng looked at the three 'brothers and sisters' who had left, and sighed, the dead air on his body became heavier.

Duan Qing was coming out of the main hall, and walked towards a three-storey quaint building located in the westernmost part of the Duan mansion. It was the ancestral hall of the Duan family, and there were tablets of ancestors of the 36 generations of the Duan family.

Twenty minutes later, Duan Qingzheng lit the last incense burner, knelt in front of the ancestor's tablet amidst the scent of the incense, and prayed silently.

Time passes, day and night change, and after the darkness, a new day arrives.

"Jin Daqiang, study hard at Yenching University and forget everything about warriors."

At Yanjing Expressway, Lin Yan smiled at Jin Daqiang and patted him on the shoulder.

"Lin Yan, brother, it's impossible to study hard, but I will have a good time." Jin Daqiang smiled, and then there was still melancholy of parting in his eyes, and said sadly: "Next time we meet, I don't know what it is. when?"

"I have a hunch that we will meet soon." Lin Yan smiled slightly. Although the words were comforting Jin Daqiang, he did have a feeling that he and Jin Daqiang would meet again.

"Hurry up, Daqiang, the time agreed with the school leaders is coming soon." Jin Daqiang's father poked his head out of the window of the car and shouted loudly.

Hearing Lin Yan said that they would meet soon, Jin Daqiang immediately swept away the sadness on his face, waved to Lin Yan, Bai Yiyi, Duan Yu'e, and Uncle Fu, and then walked towards his father's car.

As they left, Lin Yan drove into Beijing and sped towards Duan Mansion.

In the car.

"I haven't been back for almost 20 years. I don't know who else is in the mansion. They probably think we are dead."

As she got closer to Duan's mansion, Duan Yu'e's mood inevitably fluctuated, and she said quietly.

"There shouldn't be many people left. When the young lady got married, there were only a dozen or so Duan family members alive, and they were all old. After 20 years, many of them must have passed away." Uncle Fu also sighed softly, as you can imagine To the bleak scene of Duan's house.

"Aunt Duan, Uncle Fu, the Duan Mansion will be lively when we come back." Bai Yiyi enlightened with a smile.

"Yes, at that time, you will give me a lot of grandchildren and granddaughters. It's hard not to be lively." Duan Yu'e suddenly smiled, and she smiled happily.

"..."

Bai Yiyi blushed, and didn't know how to answer, but she didn't know why, but her heart was sweet. From the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Lin Yan who was driving, full of anticipation.

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