The crazy little ancestor of Master Lu is so stupid

He always knew that she was pretty, from the first time he saw her in the hospital, but he never expected that she could be so dazzling after a little dressing up.

The skin is as smooth as a baby's, the bright eyes are as bright as stars, and the delicate facial features are as if they were made by nature, impeccable.

Her long hair was curled into big waves, half tied up and half left, making her long hair look like seaweed flowing with the waves.

The red suspender skirt shows off her perfect figure, making her look like an angel.

"How about it, Xun, is my daughter really that beautiful?"

Mr. Fu had been obsessed with his daughter for many years and had no way to release it. Now he is content with having a daughter. Even though Lu Xun knows Ling Xiao better than he does, he still can't help but show off his daughter to Lu Xun.

Although these words were full of boasting, they also successfully brought Lu Xun back to his senses.

Nodding in response: "Beautiful!"

"You have to protect your beauty. A girl is sought after by hundreds of families. Don't let other guys take advantage of you!"

"..."

Lu Xun said nothing, he lowered his head, looked at his nose, and then looked at his heart.

He really didn't know how to respond to Mr. Fu's words.

He had to choose between staying with her or helping her get revenge. Lu Xun had been very clear that he came to the human world just to help her get revenge.

But now Lu Xun was shaken, he even hoped that Ling Xiao would never be able to take revenge.

This way he could stay with her for the rest of her life, and they had a full seventy years together.

Even though these seventy years are as insignificant as dust in the thousands of years of his life, he still cherishes them.

At this moment, in front of the mirror of rebirth in the Yama Hall below.

Cui Yu was very conflicted.

"Sir, why don't you tell him that the tribulation is actually fake?"

This CP made his eye sockets hurt, especially when he saw that Lu Xun did not dare to confess his feelings to Ling Xiao because of the tribulation he had experienced, Cui Yu felt particularly guilty.

Old Yan glared at him and said, "If you want to die, just tell him. Then you'll be done for if he comes down and kills you!"

"But it was you who persuaded him in the beginning, so the idea of ​​going through a tribulation is also..."

Cui Yu's words stopped abruptly when the Mirror of Rebirth was shattered by the King of Hell's palm.

What sin had he committed to deserve such suffering? He couldn't leave this crappy class for even a day.

I sneaked away, took out my phone, opened the underworld forum, and posted: Please tell me, what should I do if I have an emotionally unstable boss? In brackets, I am a public official and cannot resign. I am waiting online. Urgent!

At the entrance of the manor villa.

Master Fu repeatedly told Lu Xun, "Xun, I can't get away from the company's board meeting today. I'm leaving your Aunt Lan and her daughter's safety in your hands. Go early and come back early!"

Even though he had sent more than a dozen good fighters to protect him secretly, Mr. Fu was still worried.

"It's okay, nothing will happen as long as I'm here!"

After saying that nothing would happen this time, Mr. Fu finally let him get in the car with some reassurance.

"Madam, please come back when you are done. Don't stay there too long. If you want to... Madam..."

Without waiting for Mr. Fu to finish his instructions, Lan Qing ruthlessly closed the car window and told the driver to drive away immediately.

The place where Lan Qing placed Lu Yanqing's urn was in a temple called Longyin Temple.

Most people, even if they have money, don’t have the opportunity to place their urns there. It was because Lan Qing had a connection with the host there, Master Zhidian, that he allowed her to deposit Lu Yanqing’s urn there.

It took more than two hours to drive there.

After coming out of the parking lot, the three of them went to the side door of the temple under the guidance of Lan Qing's personal assistant and bodyguard.

Because of Lan Qing's good relationship with the host master, he always walked on the side every time he came, thus avoiding the crowds with pilgrims and tourists who came to burn incense.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the group of four walked to the side door, they saw the host master waiting there with a smile on his face, trimming the flowers and plants with a pair of gardening shears in his hand.

Seeing Lan Qing bringing people in, the master said "Amitabha" and handed the gardening shears in his hand to the little monk next to him, then strode forward to greet them.

"Master Lan, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Lan Qing was not at all surprised by the master's words, but Ling Xiao was a little surprised.

He whispered, "Mom, are you so proud that the abbot has to come and wait for you in person?"

Lan Qing covered her mouth and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't expect the master to be waiting for me here. However, the master is well versed in legal theory and divination. He must have predicted that I would come today, so he waited here!"

When Lan Qing brought Lu Yanqing's belongings here, the master said that she and Lu Yanqing's fate was still not over. He could let Lan Qing place the urn here, but she could not write her name on it.

There was only a blank spirit tablet. Lan Qing was a little confused at the time. It was not until she met Lu Xun that she finally understood the master's intention.

She didn't find it strange that the master had predicted that she would take Lu Xun up the mountain today.

"The master is so powerful, can he catch ghosts or something?"

Speaking of this, Ling Xiao inexplicably felt guilty. Although the two dead ghosts had become humans, strictly speaking they were still dead ghosts, especially Lu Xun, who had been a dead ghost for thousands of years.

"This... I've never heard of it!"

As Lan Qing was speaking, the master's gaze suddenly fixed on Ling Xiao. After looking at him for a moment, the master smiled slightly, then looked at Lu Xun again.

At just one glance, the master suddenly put his hands together and chanted "Amitabha, good, good."

But when he looked at Lu Xun again, he didn't know if Ling Xiao was dazzled, but he always felt that there was a very strange look in the master's eyes when he looked at Lu Xun. It was hard to explain, there was surprise in the cunning, and there was teasing in the surprise.

"Donor Lan, please come back to the temple with me for a cup of fragrant tea!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Lingxiao thought that the master's Zen temple must be simple and ancient, like a hermit.

Unexpectedly, when she entered the Zen temple, her eyes almost popped out.

What the hell is this?

Installed along the yard wall are single abdominal muscle boards, steppers, rowing machines, exercise bikes, waist and back massagers, shoulder joint trainers, sit-and-stand waist twisters, upper limb traction devices, Tai Chi push and kneading devices, horizontal bars, parallel bars, and uneven bars.

If she didn't know that this was the abbot's Zen temple, she would have thought she had entered the fitness corner of the park.

When Ling Xiao followed him into the meditation room, his eyes turned 360 degrees before barely returning to his eye sockets.

There was a huge golden Buddha sitting in the hall, which was quite normal, but apart from this point of view, there was nothing normal.

Next to the wall is an extra-large four-door refrigerator with an ice maker. On the left is a sideboard with not only a coffee machine but also a variety of beautiful coffee cups.

On the right side of the refrigerator is a vertical air conditioner, a rose-shaped air conditioner from a big brand, which is shiny and eye-catching.

Looking inside and to the left through the open door, I guess it's the master's bedroom. There is a huge wooden fish-shaped pillow on the two-meter-wide massage bed.

The pastoral-style four-piece set is somewhat out of place with the pillow, but it is extremely warm.

Next to the two-meter-long bed is a stylish dressing table, which is filled with top-tier brand skin care products. Ling Xiao roughly estimated that the bottles and jars on the table may be worth nearly 100,000.

When she first met the master, she noticed that his skin was delicate and fair. She thought that his skin looked so good because of his solemn appearance. She didn't expect that it was all thanks to high technology.