[Crossing the Book] Master, he always wants to plot against me

But Lin Moyu didn't seem to notice it, he thought it was a secret, and Si Weiyuan probably didn't see it.

He had already thought about his words, and when Si Weiyuan asked him why the magic weapon was gone, he said that Xuanzun had forced it to go.

Originally, he could not have handed things over to Xuanzun so quickly, but he had no place to put them, and it was too eye-catching in his hand, so it was best to hand this hot potato directly to Xuanzun.

Xuanzun was originally speaking in a fit of anger, and didn't expect him to really get the magic weapon back, so that when the other party put the magic weapon in his hand, he still didn't recover.

Returning to his senses, he touched the magic weapon in his hand, and said in an unbelievable tone, "He really gave it to you?"

"Ah."

Xuanzun raised his head curiously: "How did you tell him?"

Lin Moyu responded perfunctorily: "Just say I want it, and he will give it to me."

Xuanzun couldn't help but look at him with admiration: "It seems that I underestimated your status in his heart, and I brought you here this time is really the right one..."

Although he temporarily gained Xuanzun's trust, Lin Moyu couldn't be happy.

Originally thought that Xuanzun asked him to use him to deal with Si Weiyuan, so that Si Weiyuan had scruples when fighting for the magic weapon, but he didn't expect to let him come here for nothing.

Now let him take over all the good things, and let him do all the things of reaching out for free, how can he hold his head up in front of Si Weiyuan in the future?

"Ji Chen-jun, thank you for your hard work this time."

He reached out to pat Lin Moyu on the shoulder as a reward, but Lin Moyu quickly avoided him.

Xuanzun paused for a moment, glanced at him boredly, withdrew his hand, and by the way, put away the magic weapon with his five fingers together slightly.

Lin Moyu saw that the magic weapon in his hand gradually faded, but disappeared.

The people from all the immortal sects were about to leave the forest, but the Forbidden Forest Mountain Lord went forward to persuade them to stay, saying that it was rare for so many people to come in the forest today, everyone might as well go to his house, he will host a banquet for everyone tonight.

Xuanzun readily agreed, except for a small number of immortal sects who insisted on leaving the forest, the rest agreed to stay, including Dingchen sect.

If Lin Moyu doesn't leave, Si Weiyuan naturally won't leave either.

When they came to the Forbidden Forest Mountain Lord's mansion, Xuanzun and other prominent figures went to the hall to discuss matters at the invitation of the Forbidden Forest Mountain Lord. Miscellaneous workers like Lin Moyu were taken to the guest room to rest.

Not to mention that although only the Lord of the Forbidden Forest and his immortal attendant lived in this house, the place was quite large, but Lin Moyu was taken to his guest room only after he was led around for a long time by the immortal attendant, until he got dizzy.

Mr. Heng An's guest room was arranged next door to him.

Mr. Heng An had nothing to do, so he came into the house to chat with him. Seeing Lin Moyu sitting on a chair sullenly, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Moyu sighed, looked at Mr. Hengan, and said with a heavy heart: "Xuanzun asked me to ask Si Weiyuan for something today. This cannibalism is soft but shorthanded. I will return him to face him in the future?"

Mr. Heng An didn't understand: "Isn't he your husband-in-law? What's yours is his, what's his is yours, what's the point of distinguishing?"

Lin Moyu shook his head: "You don't understand."

Jun Heng An didn't bother to argue with him, so he picked up the melon seeds on the plate and knocked them.

After staring at the melon seeds on the plate for a while, Lin Moyu hesitated and said, "I want to ask you something."

"Go ahead."

"I have a friend whose significant other is very kind to him, but one day he accidentally discovered the side of his other half that is not a human being. He deceived him, set up a scheme without telling him, and condoned his subordinates to kill..."

Jun Hengan thought for a while and said, "Then besides concealing it, did he treat your friend badly?"

Lin Moyu shook his head: "No."

Mr. Heng An patted the melon shell on his hand: "Isn't that enough? He is cruel to others and not to your friend. He may be hiding it because he is afraid that your friend will be afraid. I don't think it's a big problem."

Hearing his understatement, Lin Moyu's eyes widened: "But he did a lot of frightening things behind his back, and he didn't hesitate to deceive him for this."

This is so urgent that Mr. Hengan kowtowed melon seeds: "I said he was afraid that your friend would be afraid. Maybe there is a reason why he has to do it, and he was afraid that your friend would misunderstand, so he didn't tell you."

"..."

"If he is so powerful, if he wants to harm your friend, he will already be disadvantaged. Why wait until now, and spend so much time hiding it?"

Lin Moyu fell silent because of his words, and said after a long time: "Is that so..."

At the same time, Si Weiyuan also returned to the upper room arranged for him by the Lord of the Forbidden Forest to rest.

The disciples of the Dingchen sect transformed by the two venerables accompanied him by his side.

Si Weiyuan sat down at the table with a sullen face, speechless for a while.He has no time to think about other things at all, and is full of thoughts about the scene of Lin Moyu giving the magic weapon to Xuanzun.

It's not that he feels sorry for the magic weapon, but how can Lin Moyu give the things he gave him to others?

Is he pissing him off on purpose?

After several repetitions, Si Weiyuan thought to no avail, frowned and whispered: "Why did he do that?"

One of the venerables saw that he was worried about this, and it would be bad for him not to say anything as a subordinate, so he echoed: "Madam is too ignorant, how can you give the magic weapon to Xuanzun without changing hands, he clearly knows... "

Si Weiyuan swept a cold light towards him.

His Holiness immediately changed his words: "I mean, Madam must have some reason to do this..."

At this time, a fairy servant brought in pastries, saying that his master specially prepared pastries for distinguished guests.

After the fairy servant left, Si Weiyuan stared at the cakes on the table for a while, then raised his head and ordered his subordinates: "Send it to Mo Yu."

The venerables looked at each other with subtle expressions.

Talking about anger, I still think about others...

One of the venerables nodded and stepped forward to take the pastry: "Yes."

At night, outside the Forbidden Forest Immortal Mansion, Ling Qingye hid in the dark and stared at the gate eagerly. She couldn't help but want to go in for a feast several times, but was stopped by the cook.

Looking at the cook who was holding his sleeve, Ling Qingye said helplessly: "I'm too hungry, and I'm also a disciple of Dingchen Sect, it should be okay to go in and eat something."

The cook shook his head: "No, it will be troublesome if Master finds out that we are idle all day long, eating and drinking everywhere."

Ling Qingye clutched her growling stomach and said aggrievedly, "But I'm hungry."

"I'll cook for you." As soon as the chef said, he was going to catch chickens to roast for Ling Qingye.

Ling Qingye's face turned pale, and he was about to stop him but caught the cook in vain.

Seeing the cook running away, Ling Qingye followed him for fear that he would get lost in the Forbidden Forest.

After chasing for a while, he disappeared.

He anxiously searched for someone in the Forbidden Forest. After a while, he saw a cluster of flames in the distance. When he got closer, he found that it was the cook who was roasting chicken for him.

The cook looked up at him: "Brother Ling, the chicken will be roasted soon, just wait a moment."

Ling Qingye forced a smile: "Chef, in fact, you really don't have to cook for me."

"This time it will be to your liking, I promise." The chef vowed.

Ling Qingye reluctantly sat down, and said in a deliberate manner: "Chef, I haven't finished this task yet, so I can't leave this place for now. But you don't have a task, and this place is full of dangers, why don't you go back to Dingchenmen first?" It's a lie, it's true that he doesn't want to eat the food he cooks, if the chef's food is delicious, he can't wait to bring him with him every day.

Since leaving the Jia Luo Temple, in just one day, the chef's craftsmanship has suddenly become indescribable, and both the food and the dishes are all unpalatable.

After Ling Qingye ate a few mouthfuls, he couldn't take it anymore, but the cook got excited and insisted on cooking for him.

Ling Qingye couldn't say it out loud, so he could only eat it reluctantly.

The cook didn't speak, and directly handed the roasted chicken to Ling Qingye.

Ling Qingye's lips trembled, and he looked at the cook. The kind man reluctantly opened his mouth and took a bite. After chewing a few times, he swallowed forcefully.

The cook asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

Ling Qingye vomited out the meat before he could say goodbye, coughed violently, and fell to the ground directly from the poison.

"Qing Ye, Qing Ye!" The cook turned into his original body on the way to shake people, but it was Emperor Zun in disguise!

At this moment, a white shadow descended from the sky and bowed respectfully to the emperor.

Emperor Zun glanced at him and said, "He passed out after eating my roasted chicken. Is my cooking so unpalatable?"

Leng Xinghe looked at the charred chicken, hesitant to speak.

Emperor Zun said: "Come and taste."

Leng Xinghe stepped forward and pulled some coke to eat.

Emperor Zun asked: "Is it delicious?"

Leng Xinghe was not someone who pretended to be a snake, and said directly: "It's not delicious."

Emperor Zun didn't expect him to be so direct, and his face sank: "Then you will do it?"

Leng Xinghe said directly: "I won't."

"roll."

"Yes."

Then Emperor Zun continued to shake people: "Qing Ye, Qing Ye..."

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Inside the Immortal Mansion of the Forbidden Forest.

During the dinner, Lin Moyu wanted to talk to Si Weiyuan, so he made an excuse to return Si Weiyuan's forbidden forest map and left the seat. Before that, he hinted at Si Weiyuan who was sitting opposite him, and Si Weiyuan immediately understood. Get up and follow.

Arriving at the forest in the inner courtyard adjacent to the Forbidden Forest, Lin Moyu stopped and returned the map of the Forbidden Forest to Si Weiyuan: "Weiyuan, here you are."

Si Weiyuan took the map, and directly asked Lin Moyu a question that had troubled him all day: "Why did you hand over the magic weapon to Xuanzun today?"

Lin Moyu was startled, and said awkwardly, "Did you see it?"

Seeing that Si Weiyuan remained silent, he explained with a guilty conscience: "It was Xuanzun who forced me to hand it over to him..."

"I dedicated it to him directly after seeing you pass by with my own eyes."

Lin Moyu opened his mouth, wanting to argue without words.

The atmosphere became more and more anxious, Lin Moyu pursed his lips, said "I gave it to him, but he forced me to get it first", then turned and left.

Si Weiyuan reached out to block his way: "Yu'er, can we have a good talk?"

Lin Moyu turned around and said, "Okay, give me back your son, and I'll have a good talk with you."

Si Weiyuan said: "I said, as long as you come back and sleep with me, you can still take care of the child."

Lin Moyu sneered, "Then there's nothing to say."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, something suddenly sprang out from the bushes, scaring Lin Moyu into a panic and hugged Si Weiyuan's body directly.

I took a closer look and found that it was a deer or a roe deer. I looked at them stupidly and didn't run away.

Lin Moyu let go of Si Weiyuan in embarrassment, and turned to leave.

"Yu'er." Si Weiyuan followed.

Wherever the two went, the deer followed.

"Si Weiyuan, are you depriving me of my right to be a father?" Lin Moyu was having a heated argument with Si Weiyuan when he suddenly saw another deer walk up behind the one in front of him, put his hooves on its body and It crosses *.

"!"

Lin Moyu's train of thought was interrupted.

It may be the first time I heard people quarreling. While exercising, the two deer eagerly stared at them with trembling ears, as if saying: Why don't you quarrel?keep going.