After relieving the Gu worms in Wang Mulan's parents' bodies, Lin Fei moved them to the bedroom separately and continued to question Liao Yuanhua coldly.

"Alright, the first step of our cooperation has been a perfect success, now it's time to tell me who is behind you and what your complete plan is!"

The Liao Yuanhua in front of him, after the outbreak, barely touched the first standard of martial arts, and he was so young, such a person would never design to deal with him.

With the IQ that Liao Yuanhua showed just now, there is no such possibility.

"The person behind me is called Mu Lao, and our plan is to bring you here and then ......"

Liao Yuanhua, who was talking helplessly, suddenly stopped his voice, his hands suddenly grabbed his neck, his eyes were round, his face to his neck were blood-red, and he opened his mouth wide to speak, but he could only make a "uh-uh-" sound.

Soon black blood overflowed from his mouth, just like Xu Dongming who died in front of Lin Fei at the beginning, whether it was the appearance before the tragic death or the appearance after death, it was the same.

A few minutes later, Lin Fei, who had finished inspecting Liao Yuanhua's body, frowned: "It's almost exactly the same as Xu Dongming's death, could it be that this old man behind Liao Yuanhua is the one who killed Xu Dongming?" ”

"If so, why didn't he just show up at the time? Why don't you control the people of the Xu family and directly seek to seize the Crystal of Xuanhuo? ”

Liao Yuanhua's sudden tragic death made Lin Fei have a lot of doubts in his heart, of course Lin Fei didn't know, the old man behind Liao Yuanhua knew the news no earlier than him.

In that short period of time, Mu Lao behind the scenes couldn't do anything at all, and most people would subconsciously think that since it was such an important thing, only Xu Dongming or Xu Xingguo would know about it.

And Xu Taihong, who was disabled at that time, was almost ignored by everyone, if Xu Taihong hadn't stood up by himself, it is estimated that Lin Fei would not have thought of Xu Taihong.

It's a pity that Liao Yuanhua has already been poisoned to death, and even if Lin Fei rescues him, he will not be able to return to the sky, let alone learn more valuable things from him.

Subsequently, Lin Fei asked people to deal with the bloodstains in Wang Mulan's house, as well as Liao Yuanhua's body, and hurriedly sent them to the crematorium, where they were immediately incinerated.

Then Lin Fei left Wang Mulan's house and went to see Wang Mulan, and by the way, he planned to take an assessment, and met this little girl Zhou Lingxin by chance, whether she was qualified to become his successor.

Lin Fei didn't dare to have too many expectations, after all, he was suitable to be the inheritor of his lineage, and he was almost an unavoidable talent.

And it's not just talent and intelligence, character, diligence, and whether or not you have the qualifications to practice martial arts are all indispensable.

As soon as they met, Lin Fei told Wang Mulan that her parents had returned to normal, and although their bodies were a little weak, they only needed to recuperate for a period of time to return to their previous physical health.

On the main road, it was not appropriate to test Zhou Lingxin, so the group walked into a nearby restaurant and asked for a private room.

"Uncle, because of the limited time, I have only seen a small half, can you test me from this small half?"

Zhou Lingxin, who was only more than five years old, opened her eyes wide, looked at Lin Fei pitifully with mist, and pulled Lin Fei's trouser legs with both hands, like a little pitiful begging person.

Lin Fei was slightly surprised, this book is fifty or sixty sheets thick, and there are more than a dozen of them, and a dozen sheets are completely written down in an hour or two for a child who is less than six years old, which is completely impossible.

Even adults can't do it, not to mention, there are still many words in it, Lingxin must not know it this week, and Wang Mulan needs to teach her, which also takes time.

"Okay, I'll start with the first ten!"

Then Lin Fei really followed what he said, from the first ten sheets of the book, casually found some words and asked, like a text solitaire, asking Zhou Lingxin to say the next sentence, or a few sentences.

The result was completely unexpected by Lin Fei, Zhou Lingxin, who was less than six years old, answered more than 70 percent accurately.

It can be described as a prodigy, and this little guy's IQ is definitely much more terrifying than Einstein's.

Zhou Lingxin, who knew that she had answered a lot of questions wrong, consciously walked to Lin Fei's side, pouted her butt and faced Lin Fei, with a small mouth and a pair of big eyes with mist, as if she might cry at any time, but she tried her best not to cry out of her pitiful appearance.

He also said very strongly: "Uncle, I answered wrong, you can beat my ass...... However, can you lighten it a little, I'm afraid of pain, but I'll try not to cry! ”

Although Wang Mulan was hypnotized by the subconscious, she still looked like a completely normal person, and Zhou Lingxin's pitiful appearance inspired a woman's maternal love, and she was almost heartbroken, and scolded Lin Fei for being iron-hearted.

If Lin Fei really dared to beat Zhou Lingxin, even if he was kind to him, he would fight with him.

Lin Fei could only smile wordlessly, and after a while, he saw Zhou Lingxin, who was held in Wang Mulan's arms, and said, "Lingxin, is it okay to play a game with your uncle?" ”

Who knew that Zhou Lingxin shook his head desperately suddenly, looking like he was about to cry, and said, "Don't!" Mom said that I can't play games with any uncle or brother, uncle, I want to be a good boy who listens to my mother. ”

At this moment, Lin Fei's forehead was about to break out in a cold sweat, Zhou Lingxin's words completely included him in the ranks of bad uncles with bad intentions.

The embarrassed Lin Fei could only continue to smile and said: "Lingxinwei, let's play a game here, in front of this sister and this black boy, after it's done, I'll send you home to see your mother right away!" ”

"Really?"

Zhou Lingxin still asked a little scared and suspicious, probably because of the experience of being trafficked this time, which had a shadow in her mind.

Lin Fei could only coax a child, and replied with a serious face: "Really! ”

Then, Zhou Lingxin cautiously approached Lin Fei, and under Lin Fei's repeated persuasion, he slowly relaxed his tense body.

"Close your eyes, relax, do you feel a warm air flow in your body, don't speak, if you feel it, it's like communicating with your playmate, try to touch it, integrate it into your body."

As Lin Fei spoke, he extracted a wisp of true qi from the dantian and injected it into Zhou Lingxin's young body, even if the true qi was much warmer than the strength of the qi and the temperature of Gang, Lin Fei still had to control it carefully.

Because Zhou Lingxin's body is still developing, some muscles and veins are fragile, so the average martial arts practitioner starts at the age of ten, but there are still many immeasurable dangers.

Relying on oneself and becoming a martial artist step by step, it is very difficult, with a good master to guide the way and help, you will get twice the result with half the effort, Lin Fei is most fortunate that he met the Living Yama King and became the inheritance disciple of the Living Yama King.

Lin Fei, who has true qi, dares to try to let Zhou Lingxin give it a try now, if he fails, he is confident that he will save this little girl's life.

If you wait for Zhou Lingxin to be ten years old, there will be more than four years, and no one knows what will happen in these more than four years.

More than four years is enough time for him to cultivate a good inheritor.

The whole process lasted for more than an hour, and Lin Fei was already sweating, but the result made him very satisfied, although Zhou Lingxin's talent in martial arts training was not as high as he expected, but it was also very good.

Let Lin Fei go down, first accept this talented Zhou Lingxin, cultivate it first, and then change it when he meets a more suitable person, if not, let this Zhou Lingxin become his inheritance disciple.

Lin Fei, who was physically and mentally exhausted, sat in the box and slowly adjusted his qi and blood to restore his state, while Zhou Lingxin was already so tired that he fell asleep.

At this time, it was already time for lunch, Wang Mulan hurriedly ordered the signature dishes of this restaurant, and after all the dishes were served, she personally served fish soup to Lin Fei.

"Lin Fei, I know that you are a busy person, I guess you will leave later, I owe you a kindness, and it is not something that can be expressed in a few words, there is only one thank you in thousands of words!"

As Wang Mulan was talking about the fish soup, an old man walked in outside the hotel, with a string of small bells hanging from his waist, and the sound of the small bells could not be heard by Lin Fei across the box.

But the Gu worm that lurked under Wang Mulan's skin burrowed out of the skin with lightning speed, followed the tip of Wang Mulan's right finger, and fell into the fish soup, as if it was not afraid of the hot fish soup.

Lin Fei didn't seem to notice the hair-thin, only a few millimeters long Gu worm, drinking the fish soup one bite at a time, and praised the hot and sour fish soup for its good taste.