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"Master Hou. The letter from the capital in the middle of the pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info has arrived. Bi Kongqing knelt on one knee, his armor was not unsolved, he was supposed to patrol today, but after getting the news, he couldn't wait to leave the military affairs in his hand and hurriedly ran towards the Lin Mansion.

"Good news?" Lin Jinrong's face reflected the sun, although he was slightly tired, but he was still in good spirits.

"Yes, good news about the Son. Bi Kongqing's words were full of uncontrollable excitement, and joy was already hanging in the corners of his eyes.

"I see. The wrinkles in the corners of Lin Jinrong's eyes stretched out after Bi Kongqing left, pushed open the wooden door of the study, and walked to a chic small courtyard in the mansion.

In the simple room of the small courtyard lay an old man.

The old man's left shoulder was tied with snow-white gauze like a huge zongzi, but there was still a trace of red blood, and his naked upper body revealed a bony body.

The most important thing is that the old man's closed eyes still didn't open even after Lin Jinrong walked into the room.

Sitting next to the old man's bed was a man with blackened eyes and messy hair, but obviously he didn't take it to heart, and after hearing that someone at the door had walked in, he turned around and found that it was Lin Jinrong, so he hurriedly got up and made a gesture to Lin Jinrong.

"How is Xing Lao's body?" Lin Jinrong was more concerned about the body of the person on the bed, and asked with a worried face.

"Xing Lao's wound is no longer bleeding, but there is still no sign of waking up. Na Langzhong was full of contemplation, and did not seem to understand why.

"Yiwang Gu has done his best, Lin is grateful, Xing Lao is a strong person in the Infinite Realm, maybe it will take time to recover, Mr. Wang will stay in Lin Mansion for a few more days. Lin Jinrong sighed slightly, looked at the old man in a coma who was slightly better than the last time he saw him, and said with some gratitude.

"That's natural, I don't have good medical skills, I look at Hou Ye Haihan. After seeing Lin Jinrong sitting down next to the bed, Na Lang Zhong arched his hand at him playfully and exited the room.

The moment Lin Jinrong exited the hut, the corners of his eyes drooped. The hand on the quilt trembled.

"Old Xing, you're right, he became a taboo. Lin Jinrong's excitement was only for a moment, and after a while, he regained his composure.

"But the burden on his shoulders is too heavy, do you think his path of cultivation will be smooth? ”

No one in the hut answered, except for a faint echo before calming down.

After a long time, a deep sigh echoed in the hut.

"I'll come back to see you. ”

The wooden door was shaken by the sunlight and became a little brighter, and Lin Jinrong, who pushed the door out, also stiffened his waist, this person who seemed like a god to the people of Canghai City had become an old man who was over half a hundred years old, even if everyone was unwilling to accept this reality that had become a reality.

His hair was already half gray, but it was still very neatly groomed, and Lin Jinrong watched the setting sun gently close the wooden door.

A little novice swayed into the gate of Canghai City, he paused slightly at the gate of Canghai City, leaned against the edge of the city wall and took off his shoes, and poured the stones that accidentally stole into his shoes outward, but his mouth couldn't help but sigh: "It's really big." ”

There is no Buddha in the Han Dynasty, and the Han people do not believe in the theory of chance, so there is no Buddhist temple in the territory of the Han Dynasty. But even so, there is still a steady stream of missionaries who have come from thousands of miles from the land of Buddhism to take root in this strange empire, but with little success.

Therefore, when the guards at the gate of Canghai City saw the little novice leaning on the city wall, they didn't think it was so strange, but praised him for his delicate appearance and the same as when the prince was a child.

If there is a person who understands Buddhism standing at the gate at this time, he will be surprised, and the most conspicuous thing on the bright head of the little novice is the one with as many as nine scars, but there are very few monks who can have nine scars among the Buddhist sects ranked by generation. What's more, it's this child, who looks like he's only a little bigger.

Xiao Shami silently put on his shoes, pulled up some fat cuffs, and then stopped making a sound, and walked towards Canghai City with his head down.

Obviously, he had not seen the bustling scene of the streets of Dachengchi, but after walking a few steps with his head down, he was immediately attracted by the shouts of various vendors on the streets, and he stood on his tiptoes to look left and right, but he never stopped his steps.

He didn't stop until he came to a mansion that he thought should be the most imposing in the city.

The early morning in Canghai City, which is upright and scorching, does not have a little coolness, but a little anxiety and stuffiness all the time. Even the stone lion placed in front of the mansion seemed to be very hot, and looked at the little novice who stopped in front of him with some bowed heads.

After a while, a young soldier in armor walked out of the house, and after glancing at the little novice standing at the foot of the steps with a kind eye, he took out a few pieces of broken silver from his bosom like a trick and placed them in the small hand of the little novice who was pulling the package behind him.

Xiao Shami did not refuse, and after looking at the wide open door, he babbled softly, and pinched the broken silver in the palm of his hand, but he had no intention of leaving.

Seeing that Xiao Shatuo did not leave, the young soldier was not angry, but squatted down very patiently and stroked his head.

"Little master, do you have anything else? You can't stay here for long, or I'm going to be scolded. The young soldier was extremely burly, and even when he squatted down, he was still half a head taller than the little novice, but his tone was extremely warm.

"There's a lot of spirit here, and I think someone got hurt. Xiao Shami's aura brows suddenly wrinkled, and after looking at the sky above the mansion, he tugged at the package on his body.

The blazing sun shone brightly on the plaque above the mansion, and the two big characters of the Lin Mansion looked particularly magnificent.

The body of the young soldier who was squatting suddenly stiffened after hearing Xiao Shami's words, his face changed sharply, and his gaze at the child in front of him also changed sharply, and the left hand behind him suddenly tightened, and his forehead actually shed a trace of cold sweat instantly after Xiao Shami said this.

"Captain Wu. The other soldiers behind him noticed the strange behavior of the crouching soldier and asked a little confused.

The young soldier suddenly got up, said to the man behind him, "Keep him," and then, ignoring the man's confusion, hurried towards the mansion.

A short time later, a man in a Confucian robe hurriedly walked out of the Lin Mansion with the young soldier.

The man in the Confucian robe, although his steps were a little hurried, but he was very rhythmic and did not show any panic at all, but it was not Lin Jinrong, the number one general in the world!!

"Little master, enter the mansion?" Lin Jinrong raised his eyebrows slightly, and his right hand in front of him trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

Xiao Sha glanced at Lin Jinrong and nodded stunnedly, and followed him towards the depths of the Lin Mansion.

"Where does the little master come from?" Lin Jinrong didn't stop, but instead of taking Xiao Shatuo behind him to the lobby of the Lin Mansion, which often received guests, he walked towards the backyard.

"I'm from Zufo Mountain. Xiao Shami's voice was still pure, but Lin Jinrong's body trembled when he heard it, and he couldn't help but walk towards the room when he wanted to take him to the study.

"I have a friend who has been injured a bit, can the little master help?" Lin Jinrong suddenly let go of his steps, and his extremely soft tone really made the soldiers who followed behind the two of them a little incredulous.

Hou Ye, who shows people with a stern face, can be so gentle with tens of millions of souls on his body, which makes many people unimaginable for a while.

"Oh, can I take a shower after saving people?" Xiao Shami turned his head, glanced at Lin Jinrong and asked seriously.

Lin Jinrong's body was stunned for a while, and he didn't know how to answer.

"When...... Of course. ”

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