Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Yun directly jumped up from the ground, "You and the young master live in the same room!"

Lin Xun: "...it's a long story."

After finishing speaking, he got up and patted the dust from the mountain of clothes, leaving Fang Yun alone in the wind.

He found a quiet pavilion to sit down, looked at the calm lake and murmured: "The remnants of the rebels, they really have their handwriting everywhere."

[System: The host only needs to focus on his own mission: to prevent Ran Mingjiang from becoming black. 】

Lin Xun: "No one can see it, how can I stop it?"

[System: The top priority is for the host not to play himself to death easily. 】

Losing and regaining, gaining and losing again, is the easiest way to destroy a person.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, Lin Xun sat for an entire afternoon, and it was already dusk when he left the pavilion. The next day, Feng Jiuyou changed into white clothes and waited for him outside the mansion early in the morning.

Lin Xun still went to the inn to pretend to be a matchmaker first, and then looked at Xiafeng Jiuyou: "Don't need a little disguise?"

"It's not necessary," Feng Jiuyou said, "I usually hunt fugitives outside, and I don't have much time to go back to the city."

Lin Xun led Feng Jiuyou on the way to Cao Mansion, and confessed to him: "In fact, not every family is so mad, the family I sold you before, at first, I could see that the family still had a lot of hesitation. But within two days, their attitudes changed dramatically, as if they were different people."

"When I escaped, I knocked out two guards," Feng Jiuyou said, "They all have some skills and don't behave like ordinary servants."

When they were talking, they had already reached the gate of Cao's Mansion. Lin Xun stepped forward and knocked on the door. Soon, a small crack was exposed in the door. Steward Zhang opened the door completely after seeing the person clearly, and fixed his gaze on Feng Jiuyou: "it's him?"

Lin Xun nodded.

Butler Zhang looked around and saw that there was no one else, so he let them in, and the door closed again soon behind him.

Walking all the way to the main house, Butler Zhang said outside the house: "Old lady, someone brought it here."

When Lin Xun was allowed to go in, the old lady was drinking tea. The clothes she was wearing were brightly colored, and it was completely impossible to tell that the family had just held a funeral.

"It looks good." The old lady sized up Feng Jiuyou, she seemed quite satisfied.

Lin Xun nodded, "Don't worry, I have asked someone to calculate the horoscope, and he is definitely the best candidate for Mr. Cao."

Hearing the words "true man's son", Feng Jiuyou's body trembled and he almost failed.