Rebirth of the Dead House

After pondering for a moment, Lin Ming was sure that he had heard correctly, "Pan Lingzhu?" He burst out laughing suddenly, she had only heard of Pan Walnut, why is Pan Lingzhu so popular here?

"That's right." Chen Chulan narrowed her eyes, as if she was dissatisfied with Lin Ming's attitude, "Have you ever played with dice?"

Hearing the word "dice", Lin Ming shook his head like a rattle, "No, I haven't played before."

"Cut..." Chen Chulan rolled her eyes in disdain, and took a few mouthfuls from the jug.

Lin Ming smelled a very strong smell of alcohol and subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

Who knew that Chen Chulan grabbed Lin Ming's skirt and pulled her back, staring at her with a pair of beautiful eyes, "Are you Jiang Jiyou's daughter? It doesn't look like..."

Lin Ming felt that his neck was severely strangled, and now he felt like a little chick at the mercy of others, so he smiled and said, "To be honest, I feel the same way."

"I don't know how to drink, I don't know how to gamble, and I'm even a commoner..." Chen Chulan snorted and let go of her hand, "You're really good..."

Lin Ming immediately felt much more relaxed. He straightened his somewhat messy skirt, and looked at her with a smile on his lips, "...Um, Third Elder, right? If you're so careful, you won't be able to get married."

It really wasn't that Lin Ming wanted to be so sloppy, one was that he couldn't control his mouth, and the other was that this Chen Chulan was really a little... giving her things by himself, and it was thankless.

These words obviously irritated Chen Chulan, her eyebrows twitched, "I can make you into..."

"Okay, I'm sorry, return the Lingzhu to me." Lin Ming interrupted Chen Chulan, sat on the stool and raised Erlang's legs, and added with a sinister expression, "If you don't give it to me, I will Let my mother come and ask for it in person.”

Originally, Lin Ming thought that Chen Chulan would definitely lose his temper, but he just stood there thinking for a while, and then threw one of the beads in his hand.

"...Okay, I'll give it to you if you want it."

Lin Ming looked at Chen Chulan in surprise, why didn't he play cards according to the routine?

Chen Chulan squinted her eyes and took a few sips of wine, then put the jug on her shoulder with her backhand, opened her eyes suddenly, choked a mouthful of wine into her throat, "Here comes the old fox," and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Before Lin Ming realized what was going on, Jiang Jiyou came, thinking about the old fox that Chen Chulan mentioned just now, it is likely to be her...

"Did Chen Chulan come to trouble you?" As soon as Jiang Jiyou came in, his smiling face immediately turned cold.

"No, they just came to ask me for something." Lin Ming remembered the spirit bead in his hand, and didn't know how to use it, so he showed it to Jiang Jiyou.

"This thing..." Jiang Jiyou took it over and looked at it for a while, and then he groaned as if remembering something, "Why is this thing with you..."

Lin Ming told Jiang Jiyou from the moment he was cut off from the sword until he was beaten by Lin Fengan from the beginning to the end. He didn't even let go of the details. The main reason was to help these two people ease their relationship. How could Lin Fengan be so angry? He must have never forgotten Jiang Jiyou, Lin Ming thought about telling Jiang Jiyou about it, maybe he would feel Lin Fengan's love!

After speaking, Jiang Jiyou frowned tightly, and snorted coldly, "Sure enough, it's the same as before, beating and killing at every turn, and now he dares to beat his daughter, I think he is impatient!" As he spoke, Jiang Jiyou touched Lin Ming's face, "How is the injury? Does it still hurt?"

Lin Ming thought to himself that this is not the point... Although the beating was painful, why are these people not listening to the point...

"I'm fine..."

"By the way, you can take this bead with you. It can double your absorption when you are practicing, but it is useless at our level. It is also a rare treasure." Jiang Jiyou stuffed the bead into it. Lin Ming held it in his hand, then stood up and straightened his clothes, "Okay, I still have some things to do, this ring is for you, if you have nothing to do, go out and spend it."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Jiyou left. Lin Ming looked at the ring in his hand, poked it in and took a look, and was immediately stunned.

She thought that what the old man gave was enough, but she didn't expect Jiang Jiyou to give more!A whole storehouse of spirit stones!

There are ten top-grade spirit stones, one hundred top-grade spirit stones, several thousand middle-grade spirit stones, and countless low-grade spirit stones.

Even in the Lin Mansion before, she was allowed to spend freely, but it was the first time that she owned such a large amount of property at one time.

Lin Ming happily moved all the contents of the ring given by the old man before he left into a larger space. Looking at the piles of spiritual stones, he immediately felt what it meant to get rich overnight.

Wen Yutuo thought he hugged a thigh, but he didn't know that he hugged a Muggle, and it was the worst one.

The disciples who chose to be elders went back to study every day. Wen Yutuo was a well-known top student in this class. Not only did he have abundant resources, he even had a beautiful woman in his arms. He was envious of others until everyone gradually knew Lin Ming's identity. , and after learning that she was just a handsome second-generation ancestor, Wen Yutuo became famous again.

Lin Ming's lack of strength, coupled with the sect's regulations not to compete freely, made many people have an illusion about Wen Yutuo, and even forgot that Wen Yutuo was one against three in the selection.

As the saying goes, after a long time of easy life, there will always be some desperate and prodigal people looking for some excitement.

"Lin Ming, I'm here."

Wen Yutuo was waiting outside the door early in the morning and was very punctual every day.

Lin Ming was very satisfied with this capable follower. The key point was not to take it by force, but to be comfortable. After all, it was Wen Yutuo who chose him...

"morning……"

Lin Ming opened the door and walked out, stretching fiercely.

"What are we doing today..."

Wen Yutuo hesitated for a moment and asked. When he found out that Lin Ming was really useless, it was already too late. He was the one who chose Lin Ming in the first place. If you want to blame him, you can blame yourself for being blind. Whoever wanted to sit on the stage could not see through his cultivation? The person in question is actually a real rookie?

This incident made Wen Yutuo understand a truth.

Not being able to see through is equal to being better than oneself and equal to a person with no cultivation base.

"Go, go to practice, you just need to follow me." Lin Ming scratched his head, regained consciousness, straightened his back and walked out.

Lin Ming has a little advantage, there are not so many dead rules, Wen Yutuo can do whatever he wants, cultivation needs skills Lin Ming can get the best ones, and Lin Ming can also give them when resources are lacking, just a little, you have to be a A follower, such a request seems to be nothing under such generous conditions.

Lin Ming and Wen Yutuo walked in the sect one after the other. Lin Ming was wearing a snow-white long skirt, with black hair tied casually behind his head, his eyes were somewhat indifferent, exuding an aura that strangers should not get close to.Wen Yutuo carried a gigantic sword on his back, which looked extremely heavy, but he appeared to be able to handle it easily and effortlessly, silently following behind Lin Ming, he was a very good guard.

"Yo, our number one is now reduced to a follower?"

An extremely uncomfortable voice came.

The owner of that voice was a young man with a very fair face, but he was still wearing a black suit, which made his face even whiter against the backdrop.

Lin Ming seemed to have a little impression of him, because his face was really unreasonably pale, and he spoke in a strange way, so he had a deep impression on him, but he couldn't remember his name for a while.

"Slave?" Lin Ming stopped first, with imperceptible coldness in his eyes. At the same time, he spread his hands and looked at Wen Yutuo helplessly, "He said you are a servant, what should we do?"

Wen Yutuo himself was not an easy character to mess with. At this time, he had already drawn out his huge sword, thrust it into the ground, and smiled coldly: "Of course he was defeated."

Wen Yutuo's aura is indeed very strong, and with Lin Ming's instillation of resources in the past few days, his cultivation base has risen to another stage. The little boy took a step back, and then sneered, confident: "Even if you are the daughter of the suzerain, but you Dare to beat someone in the sect? There are so many people watching!"

Lin Ming frowned, showing a distressed look, "What you said makes sense."

"Ah……"

Just as the little boy let out a sigh of relief, Lin Ming suddenly changed the topic.

"It makes sense, but we still have to fight."

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and Wen Yutuo rushed up and beat her up.

She folded her arms around her chest and stared at him coldly, "Actually, I really admire a vigorous man like you, but it's a pity that you have such a pale face. It's a pity that I'm the most annoying man with a pale face. .”

At this time, on an ancient tree above the martial arts training ground, a woman was lying on a trunk twice as thick as her own waist. After shaking a few times, Chen Chulan was wearing a pure white body that did not match her publicity. If red clothes were bohemian, then pure white was indifferent and clean.

She lazily rested her cheeks, and her skirt slid down a little, revealing her thin and white skin and her collarbone hidden under the skirt, her black hair hanging down against her face, her eyes were stained with a smile, and then she was full of joy. The corners of his lips curled up with interest.

"The temper is quite violent..."