As long as there are enough vests, the plot can't kill me

"Girl, what are you doing?"

Looking at Lin Xiao slurping noodles while flipping through the latest issue of the magazine, Uncle Kun couldn't eat a single bite.

More than a month had passed since the two of them set out on their journey, and he was still confused by the little girl's behavior and had no idea what she was trying to do.

Didn’t you say that you would enter Buddhism after you have sorted out your family affairs?

Moreover, even if they wanted to go to school, Yaoguang University was clearly located to the north of the Lin family, in the Great Wilderness Region, but they had been heading south and were almost out of the Fire Region.

"What's wrong, Uncle Kun? Are the noodles not to your liking?" Lin Xiao drank up all the noodle soup, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and let out a satisfied breath.

"Don't interrupt me. I understand that you don't want to go to school, but you bought a yard here. Are you planning to live here permanently?"

Uncle Kun is a pure swordsman. He doesn’t have many things that interest him and rarely asks the little girl about her specific plans.

But this time, he decided to get to the bottom of it.

Lin Xiao was well aware of the elder's persistence and had no intention of hiding anything.

"Uncle Kun, have you ever seen this kind of people? They are extremely talented and born into extraordinary families, and they are born with resources that countless people dare not even think about.

Under normal circumstances, when they have grown stronger, they will take over their fathers' positions and become the leaders of a major force."

"And then?" Finding that there was no further follow-up, Uncle Kun glanced across inconspicuously and picked up the chopsticks on the table.

"Then? Haha, I don't know where a 'poor boy' or 'silly girl' with no background appeared from. She was just a pure fool except for her passion and ambition.

But it is such people who dare to confront those chosen ones head-on. They are like invincible insects, who come out to provoke again and again and can retreat unscathed.

In the end, people will be surprised to find that the young man built his own fame by stepping on the corpses of countless geniuses, while those geniuses and forces who despised him had already become powder under his ambition.

Uncle Kun, I can’t understand it. It’s understandable if one person fails, but why do all people fail?

Are insects that hard to kill? "

"Girl, you want to ask if I have ever seen that kind of poor boy?" Uncle Kun put down his chopsticks with a serious face. He could not eat this meal at all.

Tianjuan, this girl actually touched Tianjuan so early!

"I have."

"Then can you tell me the answer?"

"No."

Uncle Kun rejected Lin Xiao's request outright. This was the first time in the twenty years that the two had been together.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't.

Just like what the girl said, the heirs of noble families and major sects are born with countless resources, and the education they receive is also the best in the world.

As long as they are sane, it is understandable if one person or a few people cannot beat the poor boy. But if all of them cannot beat him, then there is a problem, and a big problem.

People who are naturally smart will not become fools. Those who become fools at least have big flaws.

How could such a person, without any background or support, survive death again and again and eventually surpass so many talented people?

Uncle Kun couldn’t understand it before, until he experienced it himself and realized that it was all just a game.

The resources and extraordinary background of geniuses can be seen as their good fortune, a gift from God.

The various dangerous experiences of the poor boy often turn out to be a blessing in disguise, which is also God's arrangement.

In other words, those geniuses and the powerful forces behind them are not facing the poor boy himself.

Instead, he is the troublemaker who always gets opportunities after being in danger and becomes more powerful. He is also the new darling of the team's fortune.

The fight between the two sides is actually a fight for luck.

This is the battle for heaven's favor!

What about being brave and resolute, moving forward fearlessly, and having a firm will and not fearing hardships? In Uncle Kun's opinion, they are all bluffing rhetoric.

There are a lot of people in the world who possess these qualities, but because they don't have the blessing of luck, they are nothing.

"Girl, why do you ask this question?"

Uncle Kun’s seriousness gave Lin Xiao many answers and also made her sure that she was not asking the wrong person.

"Uncle Kun, I've told you before that I never think too highly of myself. There are many people in this world who are smarter than me and have better talents and backgrounds than me.

But I will not belittle myself and think that just anyone can suppress me.

I just don’t want to be crushed by an unknown person one day and die in obscurity.

If that happens, I will feel very depressed! "

"Your idea is very dangerous." Uncle Kun picked up the bowl again and silently took a sip of the noodle soup that was almost cooling down.

Humans are born between heaven and earth. If there really is God's will, then these cultivators are nothing more than stronger pawns and ants.

Going against the will of heaven is like an ant trying to shake a tree, which only adds to the joke.

"Uncle Kun, what about you? Why do you value a five-year-old child and serve as her bodyguard for twenty years?"

I?

Facing Lin Xiao's straight gaze, a majestic mountain shrouded in mist slowly emerged in Uncle Kun's mind, followed by a large number of magnificent buildings.

Finally, the scene came to the outside of the main peak. At the end of thousands of steps, a huge plaque was placed across the mountain gate.

In the middle of the stone plaque, three large characters were prominently displayed: Lingyun Sect.

The Sword Saint, whose real name is Ling Kun, was once the young master of Lingyun Sect, but now he is a loner!

"Girl, you are different from me. You don't have to take this path at all."

Hearing the sadness in the other person's tone, Lin Xiao shook his head gently, "Uncle Kun, we are essentially the same, otherwise you would not have stayed in the Lin family."

"Really?" Uncle Kun smiled unconsciously and did not deny anything.

Seventh Elder Lin Wangchen was right. Miss Lin clearly had many choices, but in the end she chose the most difficult path.

On a snowy night many years ago, when he was injured and lying on the roof of the Lin family to recuperate, he accidentally heard the loud declaration of a little kid, and some expectations arose in his heart.

And the unpredictable leader of Piaomiao Pavilion, who likes to play with the world, was so shameless that he insisted on recognizing the girl as his sister. It was probably because of this reason.

Since the big stubborn ones can't do it, we put our hopes on the small stubborn ones.

"Uncle Kun, can you tell me the answer now?" Lin Xiao blinked, ready to strike while the iron was hot.

However, Uncle Kun still calmly refused, "Don't believe certain rumors easily, and throw away those fortune-telling hexagrams as soon as possible. You are just worrying about nothing."

Unfounded worry?

Lin Xiao sighed inwardly, not knowing how to explain why he was worried about this and had started preparing for it since he could remember.

This involves her miraculous experience, which she can never tell about in her lifetime.

Moreover, this elder is really bad at persuading people. The Great Thousand World is a vast world of cultivation, and he actually asked me not to believe in feudal superstitions!

Uncle Kun knew from the little girl's expression that his warning was useless, so he quickly added, "Girl, maybe you are the poor boy!"

"What, I'm a poor boy?"

Lin Xiao pointed at himself and rolled his eyes at him. "Uncle Kun, do you want to listen to what you are saying? If my mother saw the knife in front of you, she would be so distressed that she would beat the child."

"That's right, it's really unlikely."

Uncle Kun was so happy that he spread out his palms in front of Lin Xiao and touched the treasure with great care that had never left his sight since he got it.

The two have been together for many years and have a tacit understanding. After the joke, they stopped talking about the previous topic.

The doubts that they had previously had in their minds were now half resolved.

But today, that’s it.

"Boss, check out!"

"coming."

After a while, Lin Xiao stood up to pay the bill as usual, but was suddenly pushed back onto the bench by Uncle Kun.

"Girl, uncle will pay for this meal."

Young Lady Lin, who was being treated to a meal for the first time, felt that Uncle Kun was extremely cunning. He did not make things clear beforehand, otherwise she would have to add a serving of meat sauce no matter how full she was.

Losing big!

"Good fellow, if you had said so earlier, who would want to eat noodles?"

Uncle Kun grinned and didn't respond.

There are many things that the Sword Saint does not know, such as how much impact it will have if a girl gives up so many industries.

For example, without the support of the Lin family, what will the future trend of cooperation with other major forces be?

Or maybe, a girl who is used to spending lavishly might lack money in the future.

These are not things a guard should worry about.

But there are some things that Uncle Kun knows. He can afford this meal by himself, using the little savings he had before coming to the Lin family.

"Forty-five baht is a good deal. If you want, you two can pay with spirit stones. Just two low-grade ones will be fine."

The noodle shop owner quickly reported the price of the meal, and while Lin Xiao wasn't paying attention, he kept looking at something.

Snapped!

Uncle Kun casually slammed two spirit stones onto the table as a small warning to the man for his rude behavior.

After the two men walked out of the noodle shop, the boss who had just entered the foundation-building stage wiped the sweat from his forehead and took out the spirit stone embedded in the table with lingering fear.

After confirming that the other party had gone far away, he quickly took out the photo-retaining jade from his body and carefully compared the slightly blurry projections in the publication with the girl he had just seen.

"Damn, girls nowadays are really willing to spend money to chase stars. It's ok to dress like Young Master Lin, but they even imitate him by using the Sword Saint as a bodyguard."

You know what, this one is 70% similar, and looks quite realistic!