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

Realizing that he had overreacted, Lin Moyu immediately restrained himself a little, with a look of seriousness on his face: "No way, did you remember it wrong?"

Huan Huan calculated for him again: "No more, no less, exactly fifteen days, we haven't found anyone to play cards for fifteen days."

Lin Moyu pretended to be nonchalant, and broke up with him: "Maybe you guys misremembered? How could it be fifteen days? Are you sleepy?"

Ling Qingye took out a piece of paper, and there were exactly three "positive" characters drawn on it: "I even wrote it down with strokes, one stroke represents a day, now you have nothing to say, right?"

"..."

Lin Moyu was really convinced by this sixth child, resisting the urge to snatch the piece of paper and tear it up, he clenched his fist and coughed: "Maybe I remembered wrongly, Wei Yuan and I devoted ourselves to studying the ancient book of immortality in it, Study until you forget to sleep and eat, and accidentally forget the time..."

Qi Yin couldn't help opening his fan and laughing loudly: "Mr. Lin, is it so difficult to admit that my ** pill is very effective?"

"..." Lin Moyu's eyes twitched, he turned his head away, and didn't want to talk anymore.

At this moment, Ling Qingye came up to look at his face again, endlessly: "Your face doesn't look very good, and the black halo around your eyes is also serious. Are you not sleeping?"

Lin Moyu waved his hand away, and said angrily, "Of course I'll sleep..." Halfway through the sentence, he wasn't sure.

He vaguely remembered that he was waking up and sleeping, but he never really had a good night's sleep.

How could he sleep well in such a situation?

"Why, didn't you sleep well?" Ling Qingye stared at him again and said.

Lin Moyu glanced at him, didn't bother arguing with him anymore, and walked down the steps: "You keep talking about what you have and what you don't, do you still play cards?"

Before the other party could say anything, his feet suddenly felt soft, and he slipped down the steps

Fortunately, Ling Qingye helped him so that no catastrophe happened.

In fact, it didn't cause a catastrophe, at most it was a disaster for the buttocks.

Of course, for someone in his situation, it would be worse.

After he stood firmly, ignoring the meaningful gazes of others, he walked down the steps with his hands behind his back.

Then he patted his soiled robes and stared at the steps behind him.

Although his whole body was frightened and softened, his mouth was still firm: "The damn steps, why are there so many moss growing? I almost slipped and fell."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

It's my own problem that I don't even admit it when I'm beaten to death.

The three of them exchanged glances, you looked at me and I looked at you, they smiled helplessly and followed silently.

A few people wanted to go to the gazebo to play cards, after all, the guy was still there.

But when I went there, I found that the gazebo had been shrouded in a scorching sun, almost not an inch escaped.

They go in and fight tantamount to asking for trouble.

So he shifted his position and came to a spacious private room in the building to fight.

In fact, it is said to be an elegant room, but it is not elegant at all.

There is not only their table here, but also all kinds of people who like to play cards gather here. A few people gather at a table, and the sound of playing cards can be heard endlessly, which is equivalent to a large card field.Although there are too many people talking, it is a little noisy, but when it comes to escaping the heat, this place is really the best choice.

Lin Moyu and the others sat down and started playing cards.

It may be because the surrounding area is relatively noisy and the atmosphere is relatively lively, but the experience of the few people playing cards is better than that of the previous days, and they are more involved.

But this doesn't change the fact that Lin Moyu's poker skills are bad. Halfway through the fight, he had a premonition that he would lose badly today.

Just when he was thinking about going back after playing this hand, the cards on the table were suddenly blown away by a gust of invisible wind, and the table was thrown into chaos.

The four of them looked in the direction the wind was blowing at the same time.

When seeing that woman and her idiot son came into view, everyone except Lin Moyu felt a shock in their hearts.

Qi Yin looked at the cards on the table, shook his head, turned on the fan to fan the wind a few times, and said to everyone: "I don't hit women, you can figure it out."

Huan Huan said helplessly, "I won't fight either."

Lin Moyu pretended to sigh but was secretly pleased, and then looked at Ling Qingye: "Qing Ye, what do you think?" This woman came just in time, so there is no need to give money now. "

Now, the pressure was on Ling Qingye's side.

He actually wanted to fight, but rationality persuaded him to restrain himself, so he couldn't do it in the end.

Seeing that they were not angry, the other party thought that they were afraid, so they became even more unscrupulous.

Mrs. An raised her lips and stepped forward, and said to Lin Moyu, "Mr. Lin, I wonder how you think about that matter?"

Lin Moyu pretended to be stupid: "What is it?"

Mrs. An's face turned cold: "Stop pretending to be crazy to me here. If you don't drink a toast again, don't blame me for being rude. My patience has a limit."

The sick and beautiful man also smiled and said: "If you don't agree, I will kill you all, and it will not be too late to let the benefactor marry in."

"shut up!"

At this time, a thicker, louder and more powerful voice came from behind the two of them.

The two turned their heads to look, and couldn't help saying in unison: "Husband/father?"

Lin Moyu and the others couldn't help but look at each other when they heard what they called the heroic man, and then turned back to continue looking at what was going on there.

The mother and son were stunned for a while, and they didn't come back to their senses until the man walked up to him and slapped the sick and beautiful man hard.

Mrs. An immediately slapped the man back, and the guard looked at him eagerly: "What are you doing? Why did you hit your son for no reason!"

The man was already in a fit of anger, so he was not polite to her. He slapped his backhand, and then slowly raised his hand under the shocked gaze of the woman, pointing at her: "What am I doing? Don't you look at what your son has done?" Things! What did you do again!"

Lin Moyu and the others immediately set up the benches and sat down, raised their legs, and looked there with all their attention, as if they saw the light of the righteous way.

Mrs. An covered her face, her eyes gradually became gloomy: "Then tell me, what did I do? What did my son do?"

The man shook his head, and pointed at the sickly and beautiful man with tearing eyes who didn't even dare to show his breath: "That rebellious son wants to break up his Taoist couple. If you don't stop him, you will help the evildoer instead. You, you are in vain as a mother!"

Lin Moyu's eyes lit up: It really is the light of the righteous way!

Mrs. An put down her hands and said confidently: "My son likes me, why can't I help him? Besides, the Taoist couple are humble and do not match their looks. My son has a heavenly appearance and a good family background. What can't be done for him! "

Lin Moyu: "..." Is there any mistake, just say it, why criticize his appearance?Besides, he's not ugly either.

The sickly and beautiful man went around behind Mrs. An, glanced at Lin Moyu, and echoed, "That's right, dad. They have no status and no status. Even if they break up abruptly, no one will say anything. Besides, benefactor's Taoist companion I really don't deserve him, as long as he is like that, I am afraid that my benefactor will be wronged."

"you!"

Lin Moyu: "..."

He drank another cup of tea and suppressed his anger.

Seeing this, Qi Yin smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, someone slandered you, why don't you stand up and say something?"

Lin Moyu pursed his lips and smiled: "Thank you Mountain Lord, I'm not angry." Since the other party said that the sick and beautiful man slandered him, it means that he is indeed good-looking, and he has been recognized by Qiyin Mountain Lord in disguise, right?

After him, Huan Huan also said: "Old Lin, you are not angry when they talk such nonsense, you are too good-tempered, right?"

Being praised indirectly again, Lin Moyu tried his best to suppress the smile on his lips, and let it go: "Whatever they say, if you agree, you will be in the middle of your wish? Leave them alone."

Ling Qingye slapped the table violently, and snorted coldly: "In my heart, no one is worthy of being a master except you. You and him are a match made in heaven. They are so overconfident, they deserve to die."

The corners of Lin Moyu's mouth almost turned up to the sky, completely floating.

He restrainedly patted Ling Qingye's shoulder to show that he understood.

"Bastard, do you know who those two are? How dare you be so outspoken!" Over there, Father An yelled again.

The sick and beautiful man pouted, and said indifferently, "Aren't there just two casual cultivators? What's the big deal?"

Father An pointed to Lin Moyu and said, "Loose cultivators? Those two are the immortals of the Jingzhou Immortal Mansion! Is it possible for you and me to comment on their noble status? I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

The sick and beautiful man said in surprise: "Huh?"

Madam An immediately turned pale, and turned her head to look at Lin Moyu and the others again.Different from the past, this time she saw a different aura from several people than usual, as well as a sense of oppression that is not angry and majestic, which is not something that ordinary casual cultivators can have...

She looked back, and only then did she believe that what her husband said might be true.

But she still clenched her fists and said firmly: "Then I apologize to them."

Father An was completely desperate for her, and shook his head with a sneer: "You really don't change your mind."

Mrs. An raised her chin, and she showed such a provocative look on her face that I will not change you.

Father An's expression turned cold, and he narrowed his eyes and asked: "Also, you and the immortal who escorted the immortal silver agreed to swallow the emperor's immortal silver together? How many times have you done such a thing?"

Mrs. An's face turned pale again.Before she could open her mouth, Father An said: "Fortunately, Emperor Zun is magnanimous and broad-minded. Seeing that I have served him for so many years, he doesn't care about me. Otherwise, my An family will be destroyed in your hands!"

When Mrs. An heard this, she couldn't hold on any longer, and fell limply to the ground.

Father An snorted coldly: "Come here, take Madam back."

When Mrs. An was taken away, he grabbed the sick and beautiful man by the collar and walked towards Lin Moyu, then threw him in front of them, and knelt down on one knee to apologize to Lin Moyu: "Lin Xianjun, I am really sorry that I can't teach my son well. .”

Lin Moyu didn't know how he recognized himself, but he saw an old father kneeling and confessing to him for his son, and he was so sincere, so he couldn't stand it, so he asked him to invite him.

Father An responded, then turned around and punched his son hard in the face, without any water.

Then the second punch, the third punch...

... Lin Moyu and the others watched helplessly as the weak and beautiful boy was beaten into a pig's head by punches from a beautiful boy.

It's a real pig's head, without any exaggeration.

In the end, it was Lin Moyu and the others who couldn't stand it anymore and called Father An to stop.

Then he bid farewell to everyone and dragged his half-dead son away.

When they left, the matter had come to an end, and everyone began to discuss going back.

Go and ask your boss, Wei Yuan, to join them, and they left the restaurant while discussing.

After going out, everyone talked and suddenly thought of riding a horse, saying that riding a horse not only cultivates sentiment, but also can enjoy the scenery along the way.

Lin Moyu's face darkened suddenly.

And it just so happened that Si Weiyuan turned around to look at him again, and said, "Yu'er, in your current situation, why don't you take a carriage?"

"..."