My enemy's style is wrong

Chapter 75

A few days later, Lin Maozhi sent a reply letter early the next morning, saying that he had ordered someone to prepare a return gift for the Chen family, and he would send someone to deliver it in a few days. After the New Year, he will come over in person again to accompany his son to identify relatives.

Lin Xiuran didn't worry anymore when he heard what he said, and found a chance to give Chen Xiao the pills he had packed up, and before the new year came, he deliberately took the two cooks Chen Xiao sent him with him. Go to the comprehension market and buy all the ingredients needed for the first half of the new year.

It’s too late to make the sausage he’s been thinking about right now, but there’s still a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine. Chen Xiao ordered someone to bring some more, and he put them all in the storage ring and stacked them neatly. When he returned to Minghe Mountain in the future, the wine was enough for him to drink for a long time.

Several cooks worked day and night for several days, rushing out all the dishes for the whole New Year.Naturally, there are no good fresh-keeping methods in this era, not to mention that the Jiangnan area is cold and humid, which is the most unfavorable for food preservation.But after all, it is a cultivation world, and Lin Xiuran's ice root is not a decoration. After the dishes are ready, they are frozen together with the bowls and chopsticks. After everything is ready, they reward the cooks a lot. Year-end bonus", this is how he and Yin Chengyu happily started their new year.

Although there are not as many TV programs and fireworks shows as in the previous life, there is less entertainment atmosphere, but there is more sacrificial solemnity. The homes of the neighbors are full of lanterns, and the ancestors and gods are meticulously worshipped. Although Lin Xiuran said he didn't believe it, he also pulled Yin Chengyu together to set up an incense table in a decent manner, invited a statue of a god, and planned to go to the countryside to worship as the Romans do.

Since it is to worship, it is natural to ask for a good fortune and make some auspicious wishes.Ordinary people make wishes mostly to wish for peace and longevity or to pass on wealth to their families, but for monks like Lin Xiuran and Yin Chengyu, this is naturally not a vision that needs to be prayed for in the New Year.

Lin Xiuran secretly glanced at Yin Chengyu out of the corner of his eyes, and silently made a wish in his heart, first wishing to stay together forever, second wishing the safety and security of his relatives, and third wishing to be a teacher...

Before he could express what was in his heart to his mouth, there was a shrill piercing sound in the courtyard, and it was the formation formed by Yin Chengyu that was touched.

Lin Xiuran suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and quickly stood up and went to the courtyard to check the situation, and found that it was a messenger talisman that came from nowhere, and was blocked by the formation.

Seeing Lin Xiuran get up, Yin Chengyu hurriedly followed to the courtyard. Seeing this scene, he quickly withdrew the formation and took the talisman over. When he found that the talisman was stained with blood, his eyelids twitched.

"Brother?" Lin Xiuran's heart was shocked, always feeling that there was some bad news, seeing Yin Chengyu's serious expression after taking the talisman, he was even more disturbed.

"It should be for you." Yin Chengyu handed over the talisman. Seeing the blood stains on it, Lin Xiuran shuddered all over his body, and even his hands began to tremble. Finally, he took the talisman, released his spiritual energy and poked inside , to activate this talisman.

"The head of the family has undergone a change in seclusion, and I hope the young master will return home to calm people's hearts."

The words on this talisman were only a few lines, just over ten words, but it made Lin Xiuran fall into an ice cave almost instantly, as if even the blood flowing in his body had been frozen.

Seeing that Lin Xiuran's face turned pale instantly, Yin Chengyu was so frightened that he quickly reached out to support him. Seeing that Lin Xiuran was having difficulty breathing, his heart ached beyond measure, and he kept patting his back for relief.

Lin Xiuran opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word. After a long delay, the sentence was still broken into three pieces: "Brother... pack up... go back to Xihe!"

Yin Chengyu nodded, but he still helped Lin Xiuran into the room and sat down first, took out the elixir of Anshen Peiyuan and gave him a pill, then comforted him a few words, and then went to the room to pack his things .

The hairpin that he planned to give to Lin Xiuran before has already been made, and it was originally planned to be given to him as soon as today's day comes, but now it seems that the timing may not be right.Yin Chengyu knew that Lin Xiuran must be very impatient, so he tidied up all the things in the house with his hands and feet. After thinking about it, he sent a message to Chen Xiao, saying that the teacher was in a hurry to go back, and asked him to help send Lin Xiuran back home for the New Year The few cooks who were there were all kept, and after thinking over and over again to find that there was nothing missing, they took Lin Xiuran to Xihe overnight.

It was New Year's Eve, and every house was lit up. Although it hadn't snowed yet, it was still darker and dewy, and it was very slippery. Yin Chengyu helped Lin Xiuran to walk outside, laughing and laughing from time to time in the alley. There was a loud noise, and several children from the neighbor's house clapped their hands and came out to blow firecrackers. Although they were tightly wrapped, their faces were flushed from the cold.

The sharp-eyed little girl recognized Lin Xiuran at a glance, and ran over happily, smiling innocently, "Brother Lin, why are you going out at this time?"

Lin Xiuran had no intention of greeting her. In fact, he was almost at a loss for words. Yin Chengyu sighed, took out a bag, and handed it to the little girl: "This is lucky money, you share it with your friends." points, let's go."

When the little girl heard that there was lucky money, she quickly took the kit and ran to her friends happily.This bag is full of scattered gold and silver coins. Lin Xiuran prepared it early, and just waited for the children of the neighbors to distribute the New Year's money when they came to the door on the early morning of the New Year's Day. Thinking of the end result is like this.

With Lin Xiuran's current state, he would definitely not be able to do it with his own sword, and Yin Chengyu was worried about flying with him, for fear of any accidents. Although Lin Xiuran still had a magic weapon of the Lin family's flying in his storage ring, it was more than comfortable. , but the speed is too slow.

Yin Chengyu had no choice but to set up an ordinary carriage to take Lin Xiuran to the nearest comprehension market. Fortunately, monks will not close their business because of the mundane New Year's Eve. go up.

The previous talisman was passed on by Zhou Bo, the butler that Lin Maozhi has always relied on. Judging from what he said, I am afraid that something has happened to the Lin family.However, Lin Maozhi's cultivation in the past has always been very smooth, and he is simply a cultivation wizard favored by destiny. Even though he lost his beloved wife and caused his cultivation to stagnate for a long time, it was only because of his depressed mood, which did not cause any problems in his cultivation. Chazi went mad.

Lin Xiuran lowered his head all the way, his face was pale, he didn't say a word, he just quietly stroked the ring on his hand.

This ring is a token of a private guard of the Lin family. It was in the hands of Lin Maozhi before, but when he returned home last time, Lin Maozhi seemed hesitant to talk, and only said that there might be troubles at home, so he passed the ring on. To Lin Xiuran.

I'm afraid that since then, Lin Maozhi has already noticed the undercurrent in the family.But obviously just a few days ago, Lin Maozhi had just sent a letter to Lin Xiuran, instructing him to pick up people and things, and also said that he would come to Moling to take him to recognize relatives. How could there be an accident in the sudden retreat so soon?

Seeing his appearance, Yin Chengyu was even more distressed, and immediately realized what Lin Feimo said that day, "There will be changes in the Lin family" and asked him to take care of Lin Xiuran's words, and he only hated him for thinking about Lin Maozhi's identity at the time Noble and advanced, he never realized that someone would have the guts to attack Lin Mao, otherwise... even if he greeted Lin Xiuran in advance, the Lin family would definitely be on guard.

It's just that people who can attack Lin Mao, except for the hermit with a higher cultivation base than him, are probably only people inside the Lin family. When Lin Maozhi talked with him in detail in the past, he vaguely mentioned the internal disagreements of the Lin family. Now It seems that those people have already planned it.

And... I'm afraid that the people who did it this time are the same group of people who slaughtered the Yin family back then.

Although Lin Xiuran's heart is like an arrow, but after all, Xihe is far away from Moling. Yin Chengyu can rely on his cultivation to drive the flying boat without sleep, but Lin Xiuran is exhausted physically and mentally. According to Lin Xiuran, he rested on the flying boat for a while.

When he was near Shucheng, Yin Chengyu saw that Lin Xiuran's expression was not very good, so he found an inn for him to rest for the night. Unexpectedly, he received a talisman from Lin Feimo just after he landed.

The formation on this talisman has been destroyed a lot, and even Lin Feimo's voice became erratic. Lin Xiuran tried hard to distinguish for a long time, but he only guessed that Lin Feimo wanted to ask him where he is now, more specifically I didn't know what it meant, so I had to write back a letter to Lin Feimo, saying that he would stay in Shucheng for a day.

Since New Year's Eve, Lin Xiuran has been in constant contact with the same family, but all the talismans sent out have disappeared without exception. Lin Xiuran's heart has become more and more heavy. Originally, if something happened to his father, his first reaction would be to find his uncle and elders at home. Those who asked for help, but judging from the current situation, the one who changed was probably someone from within the Lin family.

Although he had already made preparations, Lin Xiuran was still panicked. After thinking about it, he decided to contact his uncle's family first. However, he was still young and had never been with his relatives frequently. Except for Liu Tingzhi who happened to meet, the entire Donghai Liu family He hardly knew each other.

But until now, it is still better than just sitting and waiting, at least as a nephew of the Liu family and a direct disciple of Mingheshan, he will not worry that the Liu family will also make trouble for him, and the worst result will be to stand by and watch.

Lin Xiuran stayed up all night, and sent several letters to his relatives and Mingheshan, only hoping that Mingheshan and the Lin family had always been on good terms, and that Lin Maozhi and the elder peak masters used to be of the same lineage, so he could temporarily help Pay attention to one or two.

Lin Xiuran set off in a hurry the next morning, but he didn't expect to see a white figure stumbling towards him from the north when he was only about twenty li away from the city.

"Fei Mo!" Even though they were far away, Lin Xiuran recognized him at a glance, and quickly went up to meet him, and when he took a closer look, he was completely stunned.

Lin Feimo was dressed in white linen, his face was shabby and weathered, it was the clothes of Zhan Faience, and the corners of his clothes were splattered with blood stains. When he saw Lin Xiuran, he knelt down on the ground with a plop, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, trembling He took out a small wooden box from his pocket.

"Lin Feimo...greetings to Patriarch!"