Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Trash Liu was stunned, "God, God..."

The last word is really hard to say.

The somewhat handsome uncle had lived for an unknown number of years, and he didn't react particularly to Lin Xun's words. Instead, he walked up to Trash Liu: "Old rule, one acre of land is exchanged for one problem."

Waste Liu touched his chin: "It depends on what you ask."

"I just killed you alone."

Trash Liu: "I know."

"He has a treasured altar of century-old wine, where is it hidden?"

Trash Liu gestured a 'three'.

Uncle: "Two acres, no more."

As soon as the waste Liu sees it, he collects it, "Under the dry well in the west, dig three feet into the ground."

After getting the answer, the uncle happily left, stopped for a while when passing by Lin Xun, and said: "The Wuyou Villa is the sharpest sword, because there is no scabbard."

Lin Xun turned his head to look at him, and the uncle said: "Once this kind of sword is stabbed, it can never be retracted." His eyes were deep, with some inexplicable complexity: "Have you really decided...have you used it?"

Lin Xun smiled lightly, but did not answer.

As soon as the uncle left, the good-for-nothing Liu suddenly changed his appearance. He sat cross-legged on the chair and swayed back and forth, "Young man, the fees here are very expensive."

Lin Xun sat across from him, and the two looked at each other at the same level: "Inquire about someone."

Trash Liu waved his hand: "There are very few women in Wuyou Villa, and the stories of each of them cannot be told, can't be told."

Lin Xun: "I only ask about women's affairs."

Good-for-nothing Liu looked at him suspiciously.

Lin Xun didn't rush to ask, and looked around. There was a big bookshelf on one side of the wall, but instead of storing books, there were various antiques: "It looks very valuable."

Good-for-nothing Liu showed pride. Although he only had the skills of a three-legged cat, he was able to live a smooth life in Wuyou Villa. As spring and autumn came, there were more people in Wuyou Villa who were more capable than him, so they looked down on him. There were also more people, but now those people have become a handful of loess, not even a whole body.

Lin Xun stood up and looked up at a valuable blue and white porcelain vase: "All the questions here are charged?"

Trash Liu: "Of course." He is not a good person, so he contributes for free.

Lin Xun: "Charge according to the identity of the customer?"

Waste Liu: "Identity, ability, family property."

Lin Xun: "How much is the secret of the Holy Majesty worth today?"

Waste Liu: "1000 taels."

Lin Xun raised his eyebrows.

"Gold." Trash Liu smiled viciously.

Lin Xun: "Where is the East Palace?"

Waste Liu: "100 taels of gold."

Lin Xun pointed to himself: "What about me?"

"A prince who has been deprived of his surname," the useless Liu stretched out his fingers and waved: "At most ten taels of silver."

Obviously he doesn't want to have too much interaction with Lin Xun. Good-for-nothing Liu knows Lin Xun's hot potato better than anyone else. Anyone who touches it will be in trouble. He specifically picks people's pain points to say that young people are full of energy and blood. Everyone is happy.

With a 'snap', a palm slapped on the table.

Trash Liu was too busy admiring the beauty of this hand, it was as white as creamy fat, and his fingers were like onion roots, so he ignored the things under his hand.

When Lin Xun raised his hand, he saw a 100 tael bank note on the table.

The latter stretched his waist, supported his head again, and moved the bank note forward with his fingernail.

Trash Liu instinctively took it.

Lin Xun: "I'll give you ten times, just to find out about my own life experience."

Trash Liu's expression turned ugly, and he shuddered.

Lin Xun glanced at him, seemingly unintentionally said: "Business is all about reputation, and things like backtracking will have some impact on you if you say it."

The trash Liu Gang wanted to fool him, so he heard Lin Xun say again: "The worst thing is to ask the owner to come out and uphold justice."

Trash Liu frowned, looking extremely tangled, of course he knew Lin Xun's usefulness to the villa owner, among Lin Xun who might cultivate the Gu King's Tomb and himself who only inquired about privacy, he also knew that the villa owner would do it What choice.

Lin Xun pretended to get up and leave.

"Wait, wait." Trash Liu grabbed him, swallowed, and said, "I'm telling you, you can't say it."

Lin Xun laughed and said, "With my background, do I need to show it off?"

Trash Liu Xiangxiang thought it was the same, and said, "The proton from Lian Guo is dead, and you must have known part of it from him."

Only then did Lin Xun take a serious look at Waste Liu. The news of Lian Haoqian's death had been blocked all the time. The waste Liu was far away from the palace, and he was able to get the news, which shows that he really has some skills.

"He mentioned a bunch of brothers and sisters," Lin Xun shrugged, "The person died before I figured out who was involved."

Waste Liu shook his head, sat down again, leaned back on the chair, and finally looked like a scholar: "These are not important, as long as you know that your father is the evil king, and your mother is the princess of the Lian Kingdom, and she is also number one in the world." Beauty is enough."

Lin Xun agrees with this statement: "Besides that?"

Trash Liu looked back with reminiscence: "I was lucky enough to meet your father in the past. He is a truly evil person. It seems that there is nothing in the world that can suppress him. To put it bluntly, there is a real dragon on his body." fate."

"And your mother has a strong temper and acts boldly."

"Since you said it so loudly," Lin Xun said, "Then how did she die?" He leaned forward, and said in a terrible low tone, "...the real cause of death."

I thought Trash Liu would not answer this question, but unexpectedly, he covered his belly and laughed, with a gloomy look in his eyes: "It is said that she is dead, but whoever has actually seen Concubine Lian's body, decree It is the emperor who executes it, and the person who executes it is the emperor's personal guard..."

Trash Liu crossed his hands in front of him, leaned back on the chair, and said mockingly, "As for real death or fake death, who else can know except the current Holy One?"

Lin Xun raised his eyes suddenly.

Trash Liu's tone slowed down: "As far as I know, it's true that Concubine Lian was poisoned some time before she was bestowed to death, and then the emperor ordered her to die," he changed the subject: "But even if she didn't die , presumably the recent situation is not too good, otherwise I won't leave you alone."

"This is all my guess. How much you believe is up to you. After all, no one doubts your mother's death except me, not even the owner of the village." Waste Liu said with a smile: "After all, a person like her doesn't have a long life. Year-old."

Wan Snake King also said this sentence, Lin Xun wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of temperament this legendary mother and concubine had.

Lin Xun thought for a while before leaving, then took out some loose silver and put it on the table before turning around.

When he came to the door, Trash Liu's voice came from behind him: "If I were you, I would choose to stay in the palace at this time. Although Lian Kingdom has been in decline over the years, the cultivation of dead soldiers has not fallen at all. No matter how powerful the owner is, I can't watch over you all day long."

Lin Xun turned his face slightly: "I will seriously consider it."

……

There is never a shortage of dead people in Wuyou Villa.

On this day, when Lin Xun was pouring blood on the corpse, a man suddenly fell in front of him, with black hair like waterfalls and eyes like cold stars.

Lin Xun put the bowl aside and looked at Su Qin: "Qinggong is very good."

Su Qin looked at the bowl still stained with blood, and his eyes stayed on the white corpse: "Don't touch these things, even some really powerful insect masters will die on the Gu insects they raised if they are not careful."

Lin Xun said lightly: "Don't worry, I will only die under the peony flowers." He put the body away: "It seems that the news that Princess Changran said that the child is me has already reached you."

Su Qin: "I'll take you back to the palace."

Lin Xun's eyes flashed, it seemed that the situation was really critical this time, and Su Qin would come in person.

"Father, what did you say?"

Su Qin: "The emperor only said four words after receiving the secret letter."

Lin Xun: "Which four?"

"The family is unfortunate."

"..."

Before leaving, Lin Xun left a letter to the owner of Wuyou Villa, but Su Qin didn't search for the content of his letter. As soon as Lin Xun packed his things, he took him away from Wuyou Villa.

After returning to the palace, Lin Xun saw that there was a monk in the yard, with a kind face and kind eyes, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

Lin Xun looked at Su Qin: What's the matter?

Su Qin: "The emperor thinks that you are neglecting discipline and becoming more and more inappropriate, so he specially asked Master Jingchen to teach you for a few days."

Master Jingchen bowed his head and said, 'Amitabha Buddha. '

Lin Xun turned around and left.

After taking two steps and found that he couldn't move, he looked back and saw that Su Qin had two fingers hooked around his belt.

Su Qin: "Your Majesty has an order that you can't leave until you finish your studies."

Lin Xun sneered, and Master Jingchen said 'Amitabha Buddha' again: "Your Highness, the Second Prince, be safe and don't be impatient."

Lin Xun: "I am no longer the Second Prince."

Master Jingchen said with a smile: "The benefactor has the root of wisdom."

Su Qin: "Master Jingchen specializes in Buddhism and Taoism. In the past few days, you have to meditate on the Buddha and reflect on yourself."

After speaking, he left.

Lin Xun could see a trace of urgency from his elegant back, and Su Qin himself might not be able to bear this mouthful of a master of 'Amitabha'.

In the next two days, I will learn to stop evil and practice goodness in the morning, practice the bodhisattva way, bathe and burn incense in the evening, and accompany the Buddha with devotion.

In the blink of an eye, it was another bright afternoon. Master Jingchen said after he finished chanting Amitabha Buddha, "Almsgiver, your heart is not quiet."

Lin Xun raised the corner of his mouth: "Why are you so quiet?"

"Depending on origin and emptiness, you need to be quiet and the six senses must be clean first, and you should stop and refrain from its chaos." Master Jingchen stood up and folded his hands together: "The donor can ponder the deep meaning of it by himself, and the poor monk will discuss it with the donor in detail when he is teaching Buddha at night. "

As soon as he left, Lin Xun lay down on the table and took a nap under the bright sunlight.

at the same moment

Chen Han put down the memorial, looked at Su Qin, and laughed: "How long are you going to stay here?"

Su Qin: "Too noisy."

Obviously not going back to listen to the Buddha's voice.

Chen Han: "An Yan is too noisy, this time, let him have some trouble."

Su Qin: "I heard from my subordinates that the second prince has lost a lot of weight. Are you not afraid that that person will find you to work hard?"

Chen Han smiled and shook his head: "It's a good thing to learn more, he won't say anything."

……

The sun is neither dry nor dry, and even the birds seldom crow today. It is a good day for taking a nap.

Lin Xun, however, did not sleep very soundly. In his sleep, he always felt a gaze staring at him, squinting his eyes, and vaguely saw a figure sitting opposite him, with long hair fluttering, obviously not Master Jingchen.

He opened his eyes, still looking lazy, the person opposite was wearing a gray robe, about 40 years old, handsome and evil.

"reading a book?"

Lin Xun nodded, with a bunch of dull hair on the top of his head.

The corner of the man's mouth ticked: "The emperor asked you to learn?"

Lin Xun continued to nod.

"What do you want to learn?" He seemed very interested in Lin Xun's affairs.

Lin Xun thought about what Master Jingchen said just now, and said, "The six roots must be clean." Then he looked down from the waist, staring at a certain part of the man's body: "And cut off everything that needs to be cut off."

As soon as he finished speaking, he keenly noticed that the expression of the person opposite him had changed——

"...Chen, Han!"

The man's gaze was as cold as a glacier in the extreme north, and the last two words were almost squeezed out between his teeth.

……

"Ah Choo!" Chen Han, who was reviewing the memorial, rubbed his nose and frowned. Could it be that he had typhoid fever last night?