Starting from helping someone rob a wedding, he was forced to hide in the Sunset Sect

The next day, Xining Town.

The sun was high in the sky at noon.

Xu Yeyu slept in and didn't get up until noon.

Since he had plenty of time, he was not in a hurry to travel.

If there is no urgent matter, he will usually sleep until the sun shines on his butt before getting up.

When Xu Yeyu walked out of the room in the inn, he heard the inn owner and the waiter talking about Uncle Lin.

"Uncle Lin passed away tonight. He went out for a walk every day and looked very energetic. I thought he could live a few more years." said the innkeeper.

"Many people think that Mr. Lin can live to be over a hundred years old. My father received a lot of care from Mr. Lin when he was a child."

The waiter paused and continued, "Boss, I want to leave for a while and go to Uncle Lin's house to burn some incense."

The boss nodded and said, "No problem."

Xu Yeyu walked out of the inn and headed towards Uncle Lin's house. He had something he wanted to clarify.

When he arrived at Uncle Lin's house, three people were standing at the door.

An old man, a middle-aged man and a young man in his twenties.

"Lin Yi, don't be too sad. Mr. Lin was already 80 years old. Apart from some inconvenience in his legs and feet, he didn't have any other illnesses. He passed away peacefully."

"I'm a rough man with little education, so what I said may not sound nice. Please accept my condolences," the uncle added.

Lin Yi nodded and said, "Uncle Zhang, I understand all this, don't worry."

The old man looked at Uncle Zhang and said, "Let's go inside and burn some incense for him."

The two walked into Uncle Lin's house, and Lin Yi turned around and looked at Xu Yeyu.

Mr. Lin told Lin Yi yesterday that he had entrusted a monk to help deliver a letter.

Yesterday evening, Lin Yi happened to be at home and saw Xu Yeyu coming to deliver a letter.

Lin Yi bowed his head slightly and said, "Thank you, young man, for helping my grandfather deliver a letter to a friend yesterday."

"Please accept my condolences. I didn't expect Mr. Lin to pass away so suddenly."

"Can I go in and burn incense?" Xu Yeyu asked.

Lin Yi didn't expect that the monk would come to burn incense for his grandfather. The relationship between the two of them was just a commissioned one, and they could be said to be strangers.

He had no reason to refuse as many people had come to burn incense today.

"Of course, please come in, young man."

Xu Yeyu walked into the house and saw a simple little mourning hall standing in the corner.

The smoke of sandalwood lingered in the air, exuding a faint fragrance.

In front of the mourning hall, there is a small stone tablet with the words "Lin San's Tomb" engraved on it.

Several bouquets of fresh flowers were arranged around the stone tablet.

Xu Yeyu looked at Lin Yi and asked, "Has Uncle Lin's tombstone been completed in advance?"

"My grandfather hired someone to build his own tombstone last year. I was against it at first."

Lin Yi sighed and continued, "But my grandfather said that he probably won't live long, so it doesn't matter if I prepare it in advance. I didn't expect to use it today..."

Xu Yeyu nodded without asking any more questions about the matter.

After he finished offering incense, the two of them left the house.

"Thank you for coming to see grandpa off for the last time."

"When grandpa was young, he raised dad by himself and had a very hard life. Once, he went hunting in the mountains and didn't come back for two days. Dad was very worried, but luckily, grandpa finally came back safely."

"Now that I'm grown up, I wanted grandpa and dad to enjoy their lives at home, but dad died of illness three years ago, and I didn't expect grandpa to die so soon..."

A man in black brocade clothes came over and patted Lin Yi on the shoulder.

"I'm the son of Mr. Lin's friend. I'm here to see my father off for the last time. Can I go in and burn incense?" the man asked.

Lin Yi raised his head and said, "Please come in."

The man turned his head and looked at Xu Yeyu, and said, "Young man, I have something to tell you later. Can you go to the inn and wait for me for a while?"

Xu Yeyu nodded. He also wanted to ask the man something.

"Then I'll go to the inn and wait for you."

He returned to the inn along the same route. There were only two inns in Xining Town.

The man in brocade clothes was talking about the nearest inn, which was the inn where Xu Yeyu stayed overnight last night.

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The man came to the inn and sat at Xu Yeyu's table.

"Have you figured out who I am?" the man asked.

Xu Yeyu set up a soundproof formation and then asked, "You are Uncle Lin, can you explain to me the origin of this matter?"

When he was at Mo Linyang's house, he had already noticed that Old Man Lin was not a human, but a monster.

There was no murderous aura from this monster, and it was obvious that it had never killed anyone.

So Xu Yeyu didn't think that he had killed the real Mr. Lin.

Xu Yeyu did not expose the matter either, as he felt there was something else going on.

After accepting the commission from Mr. Lin, he went to Qingquan Villa to deliver the letter to Taoist Hu.

Xu Yeyu noticed Master Hu's reaction at that time, but he didn't find anything strange about it.

But after he got the pen that Taoist Hu handed to him, Xu Yeyu guessed something.

There was a demonic aura on the pen, which made him speculate that Taoist Hu had some connection with the demon disguised as Old Man Lin.

The man nodded. He knew that Xu Yeyu had seen through his identity and helped him deliver the letter.

"Here's what happened. You just heard Lin Yi say that when Lin San was young, he went hunting in the mountains and disappeared for two days."

Xu Yeyu nodded and motioned for the man to continue.

"Lin San encountered a heavy snowstorm. I happened to pass by and heard his last words. I could have ignored the matter, but I softened my heart."

"Because I didn't have a demon pass, I sneaked into Xining Town. At that time, a cultivator noticed me. I finally got rid of him and came to Lin San's home."

Xu Yeyu poured him a cup of tea and said, "I thought you had a demon pass."

The man shook his head and said, "That thing is very difficult to get. It may be easier now, but there was no way to get it decades ago."

The man took a sip of tea and continued talking about the past.

"I told his wife Lin San's last words. She must have been worried that an orphan and a widow couldn't make a living, so she left Xining Town overnight while her son was sleeping."

"Lin San's son was still young at the time, only four or five years old, and I softened my heart again, so I became like Lin San."

"I originally planned to raise him and leave, but I ended up staying for decades."

Xu Yeyu nodded. He understood why the monster disguised itself as Mr. Lin.

It turns out that this demon was doing a good thing.

"If Lin San were still alive, he would be eighty years old this year, which is considered old among mortals."

"I thought about it and decided that it's time to fake my death. Otherwise, the people in Xining Town will become suspicious. Then they will go to the government, and the government will go to Xing Tiansi, and then I will go to jail." The man added.

"Can I ask about what happened between you and Taoist Hu?" Xu Yeyu asked.