Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

It was a while after the three of them sat down that the city lord and his wife came in.

As soon as the city lord stepped into the threshold, he greeted everyone in a grand manner: "Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. I will punish myself by drinking three cups of wine later. You must eat and drink well tonight and enjoy yourself. Hahahaha."

He walked and talked, bowing to the seats on both sides.

The city lord sat at the top.

The city lord's wife followed with a maid. After entering the banquet hall, she didn't say a word, just smiled gently.

After three rounds of drinks, Lin Qing tactfully asked about the origin of the tree in the backyard.

The city lord said that the tree was planted the year his wife got married. Now twenty years have passed, and the tree has grown into a tall and majestic tree.

Lin Qing looked at the city lord's wife again. The city lord's wife had a face as white as snow and a gentle personality. She confirmed the matter in a soft voice.

However, neither of them mentioned anything about the abnormality of the tree, and Lin Qing and the others didn't know who had the problem, so they didn't dare to expose it rashly, so they could only stop talking like this.

The city lord exchanged a few more pleasantries with the two men, but unfortunately, neither of them was very good at chatting and laughing, so the city lord stopped talking after a few words, feeling a little bored.

The city lord clapped his hands, and a coolly dressed dancer came in and danced in the hall.

The city lord watched with great interest, and the monk also watched with great interest.

The young man was sitting next to Lin Qing, just opposite the monk. Seeing the monk looking at the dancer with a smile on his face, he rolled his eyes in disdain and muttered:

"I said he was a fake monk, and he dared to cheat."

The city lord asked while watching the dance, "Can the monk find out the source of the evil spirit in the mansion?"

But before the monk could answer, the city lord spoke up:

"If you ask me, my wife is ignorant and would think that it is an evil spirit disturbing the house. I am a Yuanying cultivator, how could an evil spirit dare to cause trouble in my house?"

The city lord spoke carelessly, without paying any attention to the city lord's wife sitting next to him.

The city lord's wife is also at the Nascent Soul stage, but she is just treated as a woman in the inner chamber.

But even after these derogatory words were spoken, there was no stiffness in the expression on the city lord's wife's face. She still looked at the city lord with a gentle smile and handed him a freshly peeled grape.

The city lord took a bite of the grape and then gave his wife a loud kiss on the face, without caring about the public.

The city lord's wife shyly pushed him away and said:

"Master, you have been feeling unwell recently and have not been able to sleep well every night. We should ask a monk to come in and exorcise the evil spirits so as not to disturb your sweet dreams."

The city lord laughed happily, "Rou'er loves me, I know, so she is treating the monk well."

The two were flirting at the top, and the young master was not surprised at all. However, he felt more and more annoyed with the monk opposite who was looking at the beauty indifferently.

He stood up, walked over to the monk and sat down, putting his wine glass down with a clang.

The monk turned his head and glanced at him with a smile, then went back to looking at the dancers.

The young man secretly complained that this fake monk couldn't even walk when he saw a beautiful woman.

Unexpectedly, the monk seemed to have heard it and laughed, "I am not looking at a beauty, I am looking at a beautiful woman withered bones."

"What do you mean by red powder and withered bones? I think you are just a playboy."

"Thank you, donor."

The young man was surprised and asked, "Why are you thanking me?"

"Thank you, Young City Lord, for finally admitting that I am a real monk."

The young man felt embarrassed and rolled his eyes when he heard this, "Fake monk, really a playboy."

The monk just smiled at him and didn't refute.

The young man suddenly felt bored and looked away, just in time to look at Lin Qing opposite him.

Lin Qing was sitting upright, looking straight ahead at the food on his table. He looked very calm and rational, like a hero who was unmoved by anything.

In fact, Lin Qing was just in a daze, thinking about what was under the banyan tree, which gave people a very weird feeling.

I'm still wondering how Xiao Jin is doing in the Demon Tribe. If he had rushed in two years ago, why was the welcoming banquet held two years later?

I was in a daze without realizing it.

When he came to his senses again, two dancers were walking towards him in charming and graceful manners.

Lin Qinglue recalled and found that the city lord had just told them to have fun and let the dancers accompany them.

Lin Qing glanced across.

The monk smiled and said, "Beautiful women, beautiful scenery and delicious food."

The young master scolded him for being shameless and for breaking all kinds of precepts for monks, but the monk still smiled without getting angry. He teased the young master like he was a puppy and left the dancer aside.

Seeing this, Lin Qing directly erected an ice wall to prevent the dancers from getting close to him.

Then he continued to daydream and think about his own things.

There was also a dancer next to the city lord, and the two of them were drinking very closely, not paying any attention to the city lord's wife on the other side.

The city lord's wife still looked gentle and didn't seem angry at all.

It was late at night, and the monk had passed out drunk on the table. The boy was trying hard to help him up, but he was too thin and weak, and his face turned red as he tried, but he still couldn't lift the monk up.

Lin Qing stood up, ignored the dancer beside him, walked straight towards the monk, lifted the monk up with one hand, then supported the monk and said goodbye to the city lord.

The city lord was enjoying himself with wine and sex, and he waved his hand casually when he heard this.

The city lord's wife said, "Rongzhu, send the distinguished guest to his room."

The maid behind her responded, "Yes."

The young man stood up and waved his hand, "I'll go, Sister Rongzhu, just take good care of the lady."

Lin Qing helped the monk out of the banquet hall.

As soon as he left the city lord's sight, the monk stood up from Lin Qing and stretched.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for rescuing me."

The boy whispered behind him, "Humph, I knew you were pretending."

The monk turned around and looked at him, "Why is the young city lord still following us?"

The young man was stunned and retorted: "I didn't follow you. Don't I have to take you to where you are staying?"

The monk teased him, "Young City Lord, you don't have to be so polite. Just let the maid or the guard take us there."

The young man raised his head and said, "No, that won't work. It's not sincere. I'd better come in person."

After saying that, he walked around the two of them and led the way in front, "Hurry up and follow me."

The young city lord brought the two men to his own courtyard and arranged two guest rooms for them respectively. Without further greeting, the three of them went into their rooms to sleep.

The moon was at its zenith. Half an hour later, the monk and Lin Qing met in the corner of the garden gate.

The two of them had agreed in voice transmission that they would wait until late at night to explore the back garden again.

There were two people guarding the garden entrance, and there were two more teams of guards patrolling nearby.

The two were about to use their skills to enter the back garden when they heard very light footsteps coming towards them.

The two looked at each other and did not go in directly for the time being, but hid instead.

After a while, a figure came over stealthily, muttering as he walked, "That's weird, I clearly saw them coming in this direction."

Seeing the figure getting closer and closer, if I go any further I will run into the patrolmen.

The two had no choice but to reveal themselves.

"you--"

"Shh——" The monk quickly covered his hand.

The young man's eyes widened and he grabbed the monk's hands, asking him to let him go.

After the monk let go, the boy still didn't make a sound. It turned out that Lin Qing had cast a spell to make him shut up.

The boy pointed his finger at the back garden, meaning that he wanted to go in too.