Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

Qiushi looked down at the weasel spirit who was still lying on the ground and crying non-stop.

Could it be that the patriarch is lenient because of the weasel spirit's righteousness to his friends?

Before he could finish his question, the patriarch's deep and gentle voice sounded in his head: Although the weasel spirit has never had a bad reputation, this little spirit is an extremely loyal protector.

Qiu Shi smiled.It turned out that it was exactly as he had guessed, and it was because of his loyalty.

The patriarch looked cold, but he didn't expect his heart to be so warm...

Hei Lin looked down at the weasel spirit again, and said coldly: "Now that the revenge has been avenged, let's go!"

But the weasel didn't leave, straightened up, wiped his tears with his paws, sobbed authentically: "Immortal... Huahua is still soaking in the well..."

Hei Lin's face sank: "You little bastard, for the sake of your righteousness, I spare your life, do you still have to make progress?"

The Weasel Spirit was so frightened that he shivered again, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed desperately, saying: "I don't dare, the fairy will uphold justice for Huahua, spare my life, I will be grateful. I just ask the fairy to bury Huahua's mother and daughter, and the little one will be sure." Repay the gods with a cow like a horse..."

Hei Lin closed his eyes, let it cry and beg, but ignored it.

Qiushi couldn't bear it, and cautiously persuaded: "Zu...Master, help...Huahua..."

Hei Lin opened his eyes.

Seeing something interesting, the weasel spirit immediately turned to Qiushi and kowtowed desperately: "I beg the little fairy to bury Huahua..."

It was so righteous, Qiu Shi felt more and more sad when he saw it, he stood up and begged: "Zu...Master..."

Weasel spirits are so affectionate and righteous, much better than humans.

Hei Lin suppressed a smile, and said to the weasel spirit with a serious face: "For Qiu Shi's sake, I can promise you."

Seeing that the immortal agreed, the weasel spirit was naturally grateful, kowtowed and wiped tears.

But Hei Lin thought it was noisy, so he slammed it away: "I will go to the Yu Mansion to find people, just wait."

Fearing that the immortal would be angry, the weasel spirit ran away before wiping his snot off his nose.

When there was no movement outside, Qiu Shi turned back to look at Hei Lin, with eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you... Patriarch."

The patriarch was so kind to him, as long as he opened his mouth, he would agree to anything...

Hei Lin pulled him to sit down, rubbed his hair, and said with a helpless smile, "Can we eat?"

"Yeah!" Qiushi picked up the bowl with a smile, put his chopsticks into the dish and put it down again, he remembered another thing: "Master Patriarch...you...you can...see...a weasel at a glance... Essence...is it good? Do you know...it...has something hidden?"

Grandpa is too powerful, right?

Hei Lin sighed softly, and said with a smile: "This seat has sharp eyes, not only can you tell whether it's a human or a monster at a glance, but also looks at you. If you have done something harmful to nature, you can't escape the eyes of this seat."

Qiu Shi's eyes were full of admiration: "Master Patriarch... so amazing."

Hei Lin nodded solemnly: "Yeah!"

The two of them were looking at each other and smiling, when there was a sudden quarrel downstairs, it seemed to be Fat Sanhe... the three disciples in charge.

Qiushi opened his ears and listened.

"Fat San, we are brothers of the same sect after all, and you won't help me with this little help? Isn't it just a matter of one sentence? You go and beg the ancestor master to keep us. If our cultivation base is high, it will also be for Ziyun." Glory to the palace..."

Hei Lin's eyes darkened.

Suddenly there was a loud thunder in the downstairs lobby: "Fat San, bring them up."

After a while, Fat San led the three head disciples up the stairs and into the room with a troubled expression on his face.

As soon as the three of them entered the door, they knelt on the ground and begged: "I beg the patriarch to keep the disciple, and the disciple will serve you... and... the junior brother with all my heart."

Hei Lin said with a cold face, "I only give you one chance."

The three of them immediately smiled and nodded quickly: "Thank you, Patriarch."

Qiushi turned to look at Hei Lin, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Patriarch really want to keep them?

Hei Lin picked up the teacup, took the lid to lightly shake the tea leaves, and said in a cold voice: "This seat asks you, did Chen Family Village send someone to Purple Cloud Hall?"

The three of them were taken aback and looked at each other.

Why did the patriarch ask about this?

After a while, a sharp-faced disciple said cautiously: "Go back to Patriarch, this disciple doesn't know about it."

Hei Lin looked at the other two.

The two people quickly echoed: "The disciple doesn't know about this either."

Hei Lin sneered, and put the teacup on the table: "Fat San, get them out!"

The three of them panicked and begged loudly: "Master Patriarch, why? This disciple really doesn't know!"

This time there is no need for the Patriarch to ask, Fat San asked sharply: "How dare you swear your heart demon in front of the Patriarch, saying that you don't know about the Chen Family Village?"

The three immediately shut their mouths.

How can this heart demon oath be made easily?They don't want to be tortured to death by demons.

Fat San sneered and said, "How dare you lie in front of the patriarch? The Chen family village went to the Ziyun Palace before the Yu family to ask for help, but they didn't see you go to the Chen family village. As soon as the Yu family invited you, you came right away?"

Hei Lin looked at Fat San with a little appreciation in his eyes.

Flicking his sleeves again, he said impatiently to the three of them, "Get lost!"

A gust of wind passed by, the door opened wide, and the three of them disappeared immediately.

Fat San hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty: "Please forgive me, Master Patriarch."

Hei Lin flicked his sleeve again, and the door closed.

"What's your fault?"

"disciple……"

"Since you are here, take good care of Qiushi, practice hard, and don't worry about other things."

Fat San felt very uncomfortable.

No wonder the Patriarch looked down on Ziyun Palace, Ziyun Palace is just like this, how can you like it?

Fortunately, thanks to Qiu Shi's blessing, he was able to stay with the patriarch. When he has grown up and returned to Ziyun Palace, he must rectify his family style...

When Fat San left, Hei Lin pulled Qiu Shi to sit down, touched his face and asked, "Worried about leaving those three behind?"

Qiu Shi did not deny it.

Hei Lin smiled helplessly: "Qiu Shi, I know you don't like them, so why would you keep them?"

"Don't worry, as long as Qiushi doesn't like it, I don't like it either."

Qiu Shi's eyes were red: "Thank you... Patriarch."

Hei Lin stroked his hair and praised: "Very good, the more you speak, the more fluent you are."

This time, Qiu Shi even blushed.

Grandpa really treated him like a child.

A meal was interrupted twice, and Qiushi lost his appetite, so he simply stopped eating, and practiced swords with the light and shadow of the patriarch.

Today's grievances and resentments among the women in the back house of the Yu Mansion reminded him of his mother again.

His mother was killed by the Qin family and Qiutang's mother because of him.

He has to practice his sword well, and go to Qin's house and Qiu's house as soon as possible to avenge his mother.

It's just a pity that no matter how much Qiu Shi gritted his teeth and persisted, he couldn't defeat the third light and shadow because his cultivation base was too shallow.

But although the third light and shadow can't beat it, he has practiced the first two moves smoothly.

Not only was Hei Lin not disappointed at all, but he also praised: "Not bad."

He said again: "Cultivate well, the higher the level of cultivation, the more tests you can pass."

Qiushi was ashamed and was about to meditate when there was a sudden noise outside, as if someone from the next door came in.

There seemed to be quite a few noisy people.

He actually heard the voice of Mr. Zeng in this noisy voice.

He was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Hei Lin.

The Zeng family also moved in?

But Hei Lin closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Qiu Shi blushed, feeling even more ashamed.

Grand Master can not be affected by any outside world, but he...

He quickly closed his eyes, concentrating and calming down.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning, it was already bright outside, and there was a voice in the corridor, it seemed to be Brother Fat San talking.

"Master Zeng, the patriarch is still meditating, if you have something to do, come back later?"

"Okay! Then Zeng will come back later, there will be a Taoist leader..."

Not long after Mr. Zeng left, someone said outside again: "Master Daoist, I'm here to thank the head of the underworld..."

Yu Feihu?

Seeing the eyelashes of the patriarch trembling, Qiu Shi hurriedly stayed on the bed and tidied up his appearance.

Hei Lin flicked his sleeve, and the door creaked open.

Fat San led Yu Feihu into the house.

After not seeing each other all night, Yu Feihu became more and more haggard, and bowed to Hei Lin: "Feihu pays homage to the head of the underworld."

Hei Lin closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Yu Feihu sighed softly: "Feihu is here to thank the mafia chief for saving his life."

After finishing speaking, he took a brocade box from the servant and held it in front of Hei Lin.

Qiu Shi looked towards the corner, where was the silver that Yu Feihu sent yesterday.

But the patriarch didn't even look at it, he just threw it there...

Seeing that Hei Lin refused to accept him, Yu Feihu quickly explained: "The head of the underworld, this is Feihu's private self, and it is clean. Feihu dare not use those unclean things to tarnish the head of the Taoist."

Then Hei Lin opened his mouth and said: "You have already given 5 taels of silver, which is enough. If you want long-term blessings, just do more good deeds in the future."

Yu Feihu's eyes were red, and he knelt down on the ground with a "boom": "Thank you for your teaching."

He added: "Thank you, Daoist, for helping Feihu's mother and son to recognize each other."

Mother and child?Qiu Shi was taken aback, and exchanged glances with Fat San.

Yu Feihu's mother is still alive?Didn't Madam Yu disembowel her and take the child by force?

Hei Lin: "You don't need to thank me for this, it's between me and your mother. Let's go!"

Seeing that his tone was too cold, Yu Feihu didn't dare to say even a thousand words, so he got up and walked outside.

But he only walked a few steps, and heard Hei Lin say again: "There is something I need you to do."

Yu Feihu hurriedly stopped, cupped his hands and said, "Just as the Taoist priest tells you, Feihu will definitely do it."

"The mother and daughter killed by your fifth brother are still in the well of your Yufu. Fish them out and bury them properly."

Yu Feihu was ashamed: "Don't worry, Taoist priest, Feihu will definitely do this well."

Hei Lin opened his eyes and looked at Fat San: "You and Qiu Shi go together, and help the mother and daughter to recover."

Qiu Shi Fat San hurriedly cupped his hands: "Yes!"

Before they straightened up, the deep voice of the patriarch sounded in their heads: "I will teach you a few incantations, and when the corpse is picked up from the well later, you will recite it, and if the black ink on the corpse dissipates, you will be successfully saved. "

After remembering the mantra, the two of them cupped their hands again: "Thank you, Patriarch."