Chapter 318 I’m only in my early twenties this year

   "A letter from my apprentice is fine, but..."

Lin Buyan said with a serious face: "Practitioners are most afraid of debts of favor. This is called cause and effect. If there is a cause, there must be an effect. If someone surnamed Lu finds my apprentice with this letter, the result will still be my kind-hearted one." The apprentice was brutally murdered."

   "What does head Lin want?"

  Jing Ji didn't talk nonsense and asked directly.

Lin Buyan smiled slightly: "Speaking of which, my apprentice Bai Jin has been in closed-door training recently, and the fusion period is expected within two years. However, the head of the sect is not up to the mark, and I can't find a handle that is worthy of her after searching all over the mountain gate. Great sword, Elder Jing, look at this..."

   "On the tube."

  Jing Ji didn't say a word of nonsense, he took out an elder saber on the spot, and offered it with both hands bleeding from his heart. This sword was just mentioned by him recently, the previous one was given to Lu Bei, and this one has not been warmed up yet.

   Even so, Jing Ji felt that it was not a loss. He knew in his heart that if he asked Lu Bei for the price, he would only lose more.

   "How did this happen? I'm sorry. Mr. Lin thanked my apprentice here."

  Lin Buyan copied the elder's saber with one stroke, and the speed was so fast that Jing Ji wondered if this guy had already reached the stage of integration.

   To collect money to handle affairs, the head of Lin is a professional, quite professional quality, he chuckled, asked Jing Ji to wait on the spot, and personally took the chopping red song to Wuwang Peak.

  Jing Ji also wanted to follow, but was rejected by Lin Buyan, the reason was simple, Bai Jin couldn't get out of retreat, and Wuwang Peak was her daughter's boudoir, so Jing Ji was not suitable in the past.

  …

  Outside the Douwang Peak, Lin Buyan sent a voice transmission to Bai Jin, telling him to close the door quickly, and suppress his cultivation by the way, don't let Zhan Hongqu see any clues.

  Bai Jin didn't know what happened to Zhan Hongqu's sudden arrival, but when he received Lin Buyan's voice transmission, he didn't care about it with a slight smile, and didn't suppress his cultivation, so he just met Zhan Hongqu.

  If it was Senior Sister Cut, she wouldn't say much to the outside world.

  As Bai Jin expected, Zhan Hongqu froze for a moment, pretending nothing happened, and had no intention of telling Jing Ji.

   It can be seen from this that if Lu Bei hadn't stepped in, the two of them would have had a good year for Lily.

   "What, the younger brother arrested and beheaded uncle in Xianzhou?"

  Suddenly heard what Zhan Hongqu said, Bai Jin was so shocked that his face changed color, and he said that the matter was a misunderstanding, and told Zhan Hongqu not to take it to heart, saying that he would go to Ningzhou in person.

   "I'm afraid it won't work."

  Zhan Hongqu looked outside the room: "Master Lin is worried that Junior Brother Lu will be self-indulgent, so he took the opportunity to talk to Junior Sister Bai, you... I would like to ask for a second, a letter from Junior Sister, and I can take it to Ningzhou with me."

  The head teacher is right!

  Bai Jin thought so, and nodded in his heart, yes, if he met Lu Bei during this trip, the latter would most likely come up with some new tricks, dragging her deeper and deeper into the abyss.

   These days, it's hard to get rid of distracting thoughts in my mind. If I do it again, I'm afraid it will never be possible to turn around.

  Thinking of this, Bai Jin called it a fluke, this time, the senior sister is on the side of the head.

   Immediately afterwards, Bai Jin picked up a letter with a pen, and cut her head to read it, but she moved to cover it, and she could only see that the pen was written quickly, as if she had written a long speech.

  The letter was sealed and hidden in the jade slips. The white brocade added a restriction, and then it was handed to Zhan Hongqu.

  Zhan Hongqu had a strange expression on his face. He suspected that this letter was actually a love letter. He felt a little disappointed. However, Zhan Lexian was imprisoned, and he might be punished if he delayed for a long time.

   Sending off Zhan Hongqu, Bai Jin stood in place for a long time, and hung a sign of retreat in front of the door, and went to practice in meditation.

  One year of practice, the little junior brother who has no strength to restrain a chicken already has the ability of nine swords, and she...

  Thinking about the slow progress of his practice recently, Bai Jin couldn't help thinking of going to find Lu Bei. Once he tasted some sweetness, he really couldn't stop.

   "Don't make mistakes again and again, such thoughts should not exist again."

   Let’s talk about Zhan Hongqu, get the letter written by Bai Jin, and immediately transfer to Ningzhou with Jing Ji, and then...

   missed.

  Lu Bei is not in Jiuzhu Mountain, nor in Dongwang County, so he doesn't know where he went.

  ——

  Yizhou, Changming Mansion.

  Lu Bei skillfully climbed over the wall and entered the hospital, and walked towards the bathroom skillfully.

   Spawning monsters well, suddenly received a voice transmission from Zhu Qilan, saying that he had some important matters to discuss with him, and asked him to rush to Changming Mansion as quickly as possible.

  My cousin invites me, what else can I do, either double cultivation or dual cultivation.

Lu Bei thought for a while, and decided to take time out of his busy schedule to take a trip. Dual cultivation is impossible. He persuaded his cousin to give up on this idea, and honestly line up at the back. , it was her turn.

  Don't be dissatisfied, love is a matter of first come, first served, gentle as the head of Zhao, if he wants to pick up some leftovers, he hasn't decided whether to fulfill the other party yet.

   "Master Lu, here we are."

  As soon as he arrived at the bathroom door, Lu Bei was called to stop by Housekeeper Yu. He stopped rubbing his hands and asked in confusion, "Why, cousin called me here, isn't it to take a bath with me?"

  Bah, what are you thinking!

   Steward Yu gave Lu Bei a blank look, not to mention that she didn't take a bath, even if she did, she, a maid, should try the water temperature first, so there's no reason for the princess to end first.

  The rules in the palace are a little bit complicated, and Steward Yu doesn't intend to explain to Lu Bei, when the time comes, sit and enjoy the ride, and leave the rest to her.

   "Two distinguished guests have come to the mansion. They are relatives of His Highness. They want to see you." Steward Yu said as he led the way.

   "Ah this..."

Lu Bei took half a step back, and suddenly saw his parents or something. He was not yet mentally prepared, so he smiled naively: "Uncle and aunt came so suddenly, I am so sorry that I have nothing, sister Yu, wait first, I will go to the street to buy two Jin of pork, I'll be right back."

   "Where are the uncles and aunts, and two catties of pork... I advise you to pay more attention, otherwise His Highness will be unhappy." Butler Yu grabbed Lu Bei's sleeve, for fear that he would run away.

   "But I'm poor!"

   Lu Bei flicked his sleeves, and took out a few bank notes, except for one fifty taels, the rest were all in denominations of ten taels.

   That's it, fifty taels is still earned in Qunxiangyuan.

   "Rich in no time."

  Butler Yu pointed to the direction of the banquet living room, then looked around, tiptoed to his ear: "Don't be afraid to spend money when the time comes, His Highness will bring back double whatever you give, it's not a loss."

  Is that so, then I will move up and down the Tianjian Peak.

  Lu Bei chuckled, and while there was no one around, he raised the chin of Er Wu Zai undercover, and smacked her face.

   Teng!

  Blushing, Steward Yu pushed Lu Bei away, glared at him with embarrassment and anger, and talked about the identities of the two guests.

  Huang Jizong, Great Elder Zhu Heng, Elder Zhu Wenlan.

   "The Great Elder..."

   Lu Bei frowned, and had some guesses in his heart.

  Great Elder Zhu Heng was also from the royal family in his early years. He devoted himself to the Huangji Sect and cultivated immortality successfully. He followed the Huangji Sect and turned his buttocks.

  Elder Zhu Wenlan is his daughter, she is regarded as the apple of his eye, and she is cared for in every possible way, loved extremely, and even asked for the title of princess for her.

  That's right, Zhu Wenlan is the first wife of Zhu Yi, the best of the Zhu family, and Zhu Heng is the elder who dreams of tearing his son-in-law apart.

  Because Zhu Heng has a body-fitting cultivation base, he usually doesn't sleep, and dreams are less, so Zhu Yi can barely survive, and he hasn't been killed by dreams so far.

   This is not just talking, the fusion period is unpredictable, and many methods are like a fairy, Zhu Heng can really kill people in his dreams.

  Zhu Wenlan is Zhu Qilan's eighth aunt. She is kind-hearted and takes good care of the younger generation. In the early years, she asked Zhu Qilan to practice the ten absolutes in the palace. Later, when he learned that Zhu Qilan was thrown by his clan to be alone in Yizhou, he helped a lot. He also asked Zhu Heng to act as a guarantor, and found Zhu Qilan the position of commander in chief.

  Standard real power, enough oil and water.

Zhu Qilan was very puzzled by Aunt Eight's picky eyes. She couldn't figure out what kind of smoke was coming out of the imperial mausoleum, and so much could be left on Zhu Yi's body, but she was very convinced by Zhu Wenlan. Its status is only inferior to that of the Queen Mother.

  Zhu Wenlan wanted to see Lu Bei, but without further ado, Zhu Qilan immediately asked the dead man to roll over to meet his elders.

   This is what Zhu Heng meant. He had to offer the information to the commander of the state. The elder wanted to try it out. Is there a possibility to spend some money to buy Zhan Lexian and make him sick to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

   It’s good if it’s done, but it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t. The elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect clearly marked the price, and the goal of humiliation has been achieved.

  …

Ballroom.

  Lu Bei walked in quickly under the guidance of Butler Yu, and when he looked up, he saw Zhu Qilan sitting upright. He changed from his usual iceberg face, which was reserved for idlers, and his pretty face was full of cuteness.

  Beside Zhu Qilan, the beautiful woman in palace attire has an elegant temperament. The years have washed away her purity and accumulated charm, like gurgling water flowing into a river. There is no joy and lightness, but there is a tranquility that radiates from the inside out.

  There is nothing to say about the figure, after all, he is an elder, Lu Bei didn't pay much attention, appearance...

   It's okay, it's average compared to Hu San.

  As for the great elder Zhu Heng who was sitting alone, holding a teacup, Lu Bei took him into his sight from the corner of his eye, his body was quite strong, and it would not be a problem to live another hundred years.

   "What are you still doing, come here."

Zhu Qilan snorted coldly, and called Lu Bei with a silly face to her side, then lowered his head and turned to Zhu Wenlan: "It's him, he's just average, he's busy all day long, he doesn't produce anything, he's busy .”

  Zhu Wenlan raised her sleeves and smiled, the beautiful woman had a moment of trouble, she raised her eyes to look at Lu Bei, the smile in her eyes did not diminish: "Auntie thinks it is good, he is more promising than your eighth uncle, he is just average."

   Zhu Qilan took this sentence seriously, and was not polite at all, and nodded in front of Zhu Wenlan.

On the other side, the Great Elder Zhu Heng also nodded: "He has a fart, no one in the whole world treats him as a treasure except you... Oh, not necessarily, many fools are blind just like you .”

  Zhu Wenlan rolled his eyes at his father, and came to Lu Bei with a smile. The fragrant wind blowing against his face made him subconsciously take a step back.

  Zhu Qilan stared at him, Lu Bei sighed inwardly, gritted his teeth, raised his chest and took a step forward.

   "Good boy, how old is this year?"

   "Twenty-one."

   "So young... just right, Lan'er is only in her early twenties this year."

  Lu Bei: (1`1)

   Your head is a little too much!

  (end of this chapter)