The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

"Correct."

Lin Mo nodded slightly and admitted it directly.

"I advise you to think carefully before you speak."

Feng Ji narrowed his eyes, with a threatening look in his eyes.

Lin Mo didn't show any fear on his face, and said calmly: "A forced melon is not sweet. I don't think Adjutant Feng doesn't even understand this truth, right?"

Hearing this, Feng Ji suddenly felt furious.

He had already revealed his identity and made a great promise, but he didn't expect that Lin Mo would be so ungrateful and directly reject his kindness.

This is completely disrespecting him and the eldest young master!

"boom!"

Feng Ji slammed his fist on the coffee table so hard that the teacup jumped up and the tea inside splashed everywhere.

Veins popped out on his forehead, and he said in a deep voice: "Lin Mo! Who do you think you are? It's your blessing that the eldest master likes you. Don't be ungrateful!"

Lin Mo seemed not to have heard it. He slowly reached out his hand and straightened the still shaking teacup.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes calm as water, staring straight at the furious Feng Ji, and said lightly.

"Adjutant Feng, if you don't drink this tea now, it will get cold."

This understated response made Feng Ji feel like he had punched cotton, and he had no place to vent his anger.

His face turned pale and extremely ugly in an instant.

"Do you know? Anyone who dares to reject the eldest son in Kyoto City either hasn't given birth yet, or ends up as a floating corpse in the moat!"

Feng Ji stared at Lin Mo viciously.

That look seemed to cut him into pieces.

"Really? I haven't heard of that."

Faced with such a threat, Lin Mo suddenly laughed.

But this smile looks very cold.

It was so cold that Feng Ji felt a chill down his spine for no reason.

"good very good!"

Feng Ji didn't expect that Lin Mo could still laugh at this time.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he changed the subject and asked sinisterly, "I remember Director Yuan also came to see you a few days ago, right?"

Lin Mo's expression remained as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

He nodded slightly and said, "That's right, but later I cooperated with his investigation and explained everything clearly, so he let me go."

"is it?"

Feng Ji stared at Lin Mo's eyes closely, trying to find a hint of flaw in his eyes, even a hint of panic.

However, he was disappointed.

Lin Mo's eyes were like a calm lake, without a single ripple.

Now, he had no solid evidence to prove that Lin Mo was related to Yuan Shaojia's disappearance.

Moreover, he also knew that Lin Mo might have the support of the Su family behind him.

It is better to leave this matter to the eldest son to decide.

Thinking of this, he knew that there was no point in him staying here any longer.

He looked at Lin Mo deeply, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

Suddenly he grabbed his military cap, stood up and walked towards the door.

However, just as he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and slowly turned around.

"You will regret this."

When Feng Ji said this, his eyes were filled with a chilling coldness. "I promise."

Listening to the sound of military boots gradually fading away, Lin Mo calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, not taking Feng Ji's threat seriously at all.

On his part, Feng Ji rushed back to the Presidential Palace in a hurry.

As soon as he saw the eldest master, he couldn't wait to tell him the story of Lin Mo's refusal to be recruited, adding fuel to the fire.

"what?!"

The eldest son slammed the table so hard that the sound shook the whole room.

He never thought that Lin Mo would dare to reject him.

"Okay, great!"

The eldest son laughed out of anger, and that smile was full of viciousness.

"Does he think that he can be fearless now that he has climbed up the high branch of the Su family? If he dares to refuse me, I will let him know what regret is!"

There was a chilling viciousness in the eldest son's eyes.

"Please prepare the car for me. I need to go to Uncle Zhao's place."

The eldest son gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

"Yes!"

Feng Ji nodded quickly in response, with a hint of excitement in his voice, as if he had already seen Lin Mo's tragic end.

……

Kyoto City.

Guanqian Street.

Lin family courtyard.

"Boom boom boom!"

A rapid and abrupt knock on the door instantly broke the tranquility of the courtyard.

"Coming!"

Zhong Ling, who was busy in the yard, responded crisply.

Although she is young, she is very vigilant.

Hearing no movement outside the door, she didn't rush to open it.

Instead, he tiptoed to the door and looked out cautiously through the narrow crack.

There was a lama in dove-robed clothes standing at the door.

He had a black mole under his right nose with a black hair on it, which looked very weird.

He was wearing a tattered monk's robe that looked like it had been pulled out of a dust pile, and looked quite shabby.

"Is there a problem?"

Zhong Ling raised her little face and asked crisply.

"I'm passing by and I'm thirsty. I want to ask for a bowl of water."

The voice of the lama outside the door was as dry as the friction of sandpaper, which made people feel creepy.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

At this time, Zhong Xiu in the yard heard the noise and came over.

"Brother, there is a strange man outside the door. He said he was thirsty and wanted to ask for a bowl of water."

Zhong Ling said truthfully, her little hands still tightly grasping the corner of her clothes.

Zhong Xiu hesitated for a moment, thinking it was just a matter of a bowl of water.

He turned around and went to the kitchen to get a bowl, scooped a full bowl of water, and walked towards the door with it.

The door creaked open, and the brother and sister could see each other clearly.

There was an indescribable strangeness in that face.

With a high nose and deep eyes, he doesn't look like a Chinese at all.

He has dark skin and is so thin that he seems like he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

His skinny body makes him look just like a skinny monkey.

The strangest thing is the pair of eyes, which seem to be half closed, making it impossible to see the pupils inside.

"Thank you."

The man took the water from Zhong Xiu, thanked him, and looked up.

He drank all the water in a few big gulps, and then returned the empty bowl to Zhong Xiu.

Zhong Xiu took the bowl and was about to close the door, but was suddenly blocked by a rough big hand.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhong Xiu's face changed, and he became alert instantly, staring at the other person closely.

Jiuyi Lama grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

There was an indescribable weirdness in that smile.

Then, his eyes passed Zhong Xiu and looked directly at Zhong Ling.

There was a greedy and excited look in his eyes, as if he had discovered some rare treasure.

"I didn't expect that I would come across such a rough gem when I went out. God bless my lineage of Gongshi!"

Jiuyi Lama was so excited that he was a little crazy, and his voice was trembling slightly, "Little girl, are you interested in being my disciple and practicing with me?

In less than thirty years, no, in less than twenty years, I guarantee that you will become the top figure in the Central Plains Dao Sect. By then, you will be able to call the wind and rain and be omnipotent! "