Infinity we are monsters

Chapter 126 Old Man Qilin (Third update)

Zhao Ling'er hurried out of Lin's Fort the next day to find someone to build a house, but was stopped before she left the fort.

Lin Tiannan summoned martial arts heroes to fight against the snake demon. At this time, more than a dozen martial arts masters had already arrived. They were also arranged to live in Linjiabao by Lin Tiannan. The person who stopped Ling'er was one of them.

This man was in his twenties, handsome in appearance, dressed in green clothes, and claimed to be the head of the three sons of the Tang Sect.

The purpose of this man to stop Ling'er was pure.

Tournament.

Although Linger felt baffled, she happily agreed.

She actually prefers to compete with people.

When she was in the mountains before, her "Brother Ping" devoted himself to practicing all day long. Although Sister Hua could understand human speech, she couldn't speak, so she often fought with wild animals in the mountains when she had nothing to do. I fell in love with this sport.

To use what her brother Ping once said, there is no acquaintance without fighting.

Just like Uncle Lin, we become friends after we hit each other.

Therefore, Ling'er was very happy when someone came to compete with her. She thought that she would take it seriously and use her full strength. However, after a while, she felt a little embarrassed.

The young man in green clothes fainted after being punched by her.

Ling'er froze for a moment, only to realize that this guy was just an embroidered pillow, not only fancy but not useful, not only did she feel a little contemptuous in her heart.Then she found Lin Tiannan, explained the situation to him, threw the man in Tsing Yi to him, and set off again, planning to find someone to build a house.

Leaving Linjiabao, Ling'er walked north along the avenue. According to the housekeeper of Linjiabao, there were many masons in the north of the city, so she was going to have a look. An old man in ragged clothes and red beard and hair, with a bowl in front of him, looked sickly.

Seeing the man, Ling'er smiled, walked forward, took out a dozen or so taels of silver from his pocket, put it into his bowl, and said with a smile, "Grandpa with a red beard, why did you come here today?"

"Hehe, old man, I can be wherever I want."

The old man rolled his eyes and turned his nostrils upward.

Ling'er didn't take it seriously, she had seen the red bearded old man two days ago, and knew he was always weird, when she saw him for the first time, she thought he was pitiful, so she gave him some money. The old man was not only ungrateful, but also sarcastic, which almost made her mad.

I just don't know why, Brother Ping never let her fall out with this old man, and told her to give her the silver on her body every time he met him. Now this is the third time he met him.

"Grandpa Redbeard, Ling'er has something to do today, so I won't talk to you anymore. Goodbye."

"Oh, little girl, just wait."

The old man stopped her suddenly, and said with dissatisfaction: "Why are you so stingy today? Just give this little money and send the beggar?"

Ling'er was unhappy after hearing this and frowned: "Ling'er only has so much on him, and it's quite a lot. It's dozens of taels of silver. I've never given you so much before."

"Hmph, you didn't give much before, but it was all you had, but now it's different, Lin Tiannan gave you 100 taels of gold, these few dozen taels are not a drop in the bucket for you?!"

The old man rolled his eyes, as if I knew everything and didn't try to trick me.

"The gold spirit is reserved for building a house, how can I give it to you."

Ling'er was very dissatisfied and said angrily.

Hearing this, the old man snorted disdainfully, and said, "Old man, I am quite old, and I don't even have a house. What kind of house do you want, you little girl!?"

"To put it bluntly, you are just stingy."

"You... you old man are so bad."

Ling'er couldn't take it anymore, pointed at the old man's nose, and said loudly: "I gave you the money with good intentions, but you are not only ungrateful, but you have to make an inch of it. You are really...really... a villain."

The old man sneered twice when he heard the words, and said, "Did I ask you to give me the money? You took the initiative to hurry up and give it to me."

"Hmph! Smelly old man, you are so bad. If Brother Ping hadn't asked me to do this, do you think I would have been free to give you the money?"

"Brother Ping!"

The old man glanced at Zhao Chenping who was standing on his shoulder, and said disdainfully: "It's the little demon on your shoulder!"

Ling'er was taken aback when she heard the words, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. She frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you? How do you know?"

The old man sneered, and said: "Hehe, this little demon's way of restraining his energy is at most just to deceive ordinary people. When he meets someone with a little knowledge, he can see through it at a glance. It's useless for you to be complacent, but you are so blatantly blind in the city." shake?"

Zhao Chenping had long felt that this old man was unusual, so he kept trying to make Linger feel good about him, but now it seems that the effect has been minimal.

"Hmph, did we harm anyone? Why can't we be in the city?"

Linger was very unconvinced.

"Childish! You didn't harm anyone, so others can't harm you?"

Zhao Chenping felt that there was something in the old man's words, so he interjected: "Senior, who the hell are you? Who wants to harm us?"

"Ugh."

The old man looked at Zhao Chenping, sighed deeply, and then said: "I originally thought that you, a little devil, would be more interesting, but I didn't expect that you would be too vulgar."

Zhao Chenping was not angry either, and said lightly: "Oh, I would like to hear more about it."

"Hmph! You have long since discovered that I am not a beggar, but you are so smart that you ask this girl to give me money every time in order to gain my favor and finally get something from me, right?"

"How come!? I just feel sorry for my father-in-law."

Although Zhao Chenping was surprised by what the old man said, he would not admit it.

"Ha! You, a monster, feel sorry for an old man on the side of the road!? If that's the case, I don't think you will be a monster."

The old man had a sneer on his face.

Zhao Chenping was noncommittal, but asked again: "Senior, who are you?"

Seeing that he refused to admit it, the old man didn't care, and said: "You can call me Qilin old man, I am a little hypocritical with this girl's ancestors, and I came here today to answer this girl's mother, and came to rescue her from the sea of ​​suffering, but, Now it seems, hehe, it’s completely unnecessary.”

"Mother!?"

Ling'er was agitated when she heard this.

"My mother is still alive?"

The old man Qilin rolled his eyes suddenly, and said angrily: "What are you thinking, your mother was killed by your father long ago! But the souls of your Nuwa tribe do not enter reincarnation after death, but return to the Holy Spirit Orb, so there is still some residual consciousness .”

"Mother...Mother...really dead,"

Ling'er muttered to herself, the big teardrops couldn't stop falling down.

Although she had silently accepted the fact of her mother's death, she was still deeply saddened when she heard the exact news again.

"Girl, why are you crying!"

The old man Qilin frowned and said: "Your mother's death is entirely her own fault, and she can't blame others."

Ling'er suddenly raised her head, with a fierce face, said: "You bad old man, how can you say that about my mother!?"

The old man Qilin was not angry when he was yelled at, but on the contrary, he clapped his hands and laughed and said, "Not bad, not bad! That's how it should be! Little chicken demon, you have trained this girl very well."

Zhao Chenping was a little embarrassed listening.

Why does this Qilin old man look abnormal?

(End of this chapter)