Fortunately, when he walked out of the Lin Mansion with Zhao Tian and the others, Lin Ji's voice sounded in his heart.

"Come to my courtyard."

Lin Cheng's heart moved, it seemed that Lin Ji had invited that friend, so he took the two of them back the same way.

Lin Cheng walked into the courtyard alone, while Zhao Tian and the others waited outside the door sensibly.

At that open-air stone table, Lin Ji was playing against an old monk.

Seeing Lin Cheng walk in, the old monk smiled at him kindly, nodded, and then continued to work.

Lin Cheng walked behind Lin Shu and looked at the chess game. But he saw that the two of them were playing Go, and he didn't dabble in it, so he couldn't understand it.

At this time, the chess game was coming to an end, and Lin Cheng was just waiting for a cup of tea, and the two of them were decided.

The old monk Heizi is full of chess games, and even a layman like Lin Cheng knows who loses and who wins.

Lin Ji shook his head, and the old monk sitting in front of him always smiled kindly.

With a wave of his hand, the chess game disappeared and was replaced by a tea set.

But I saw the white smoke rising from the teapot, and the tea in it seemed to have been brewed.

Lin Cheng quietly watched the two pour tea and taste tea, and stood without saying a word behind Lin Ji, as if he was a minion.

Wait until the two of them have drunk all the tea in their cups.

"Master Sanssouci, how is the dog?" Lin Ji lowered his head and fiddled with the tea set and said casually.

"The qualifications are wonderful, but they are not arrogant or impatient, and they are destined to be my Buddhists." Carefree smiled and squinted at Lin Cheng.

Lin Ji waved his hand, seemingly disapproving. The master laughed.

"Lord Lin Shi brought the old man here, did he intend to let Ling Lang come to my temple to stay in the temple for some training?"

Lin Cheng's expression remained unchanged after hearing this, but his heart was full of slander.

To say that he is destined is probably to see that he has good qualifications, but it is a bit too much to want to drag him to the temple for training.

Naturally, it was impossible for Lin Ji to let him become a monk, but if he just wanted to consolidate his state of mind, he would really agree.

When the time comes, don't you have to quit sex for a little year?

Before Lin Ji could reply, the old monk smiled meaningfully at him.

"Cheng'er must not be rude, Master Wuwu is a monk, don't think about some dirty things in your heart."

The teapot flew out of Lin Ji's hand, and flew back into his hand after adding tea to Sanssoucian.

Lin Cheng frowned slightly, what does Lin Ji mean worry-free and proficient in his heart?

This and that......

He couldn't help but think of Lin Miaochan in his heart, but he cut it off in time.

This monk was not familiar with him, and he didn't want to have some accidents in vain.

Even so, the back of the black gauze woman in his heart still appeared for a moment.

Wuwu frowned, and glanced at Lin Cheng fixedly.

"Poof......" Blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, sprinkled on the tea set, and soaked the tea in front of him red.

Lin Shu's brows furrowed, and a transparent barrier appeared in front of him, blocking the blood that spurted out without worry.

"Master Sanssouci this is ......"

He turned his head and glanced deeply at Lin Cheng behind him, but saw that Lin Cheng was also at a loss.

"Old man...... It's okay, it's the old man's face. Wu Wu wiped the corners of his mouth with his robe, his hands were folded, and his lips moved slightly, as if he was chanting a scripture, Lin Cheng couldn't really hear it.

Lin Ji knew that Wu Wu was reciting the Buddhist meditation mantra at this time to consolidate his mind.

After about ten breaths, Wuwu opened his tired eyes.

"Master." Lin Ji looked carefree and said softly.

Carefree shook his head. "Lord Lin, don't say it."

He knew what Lin Ji meant, but he didn't answer, he was still playing riddles, and Lin Ji didn't want to ask any more when he saw this.

He guessed in his heart that his son might have succeeded, and this worry-free just happened to touch his means, so he made himself disgraced.

"Why is Master Lin looking for Lao Wei to come here this time?"

With the episode just now, the old monk's face was no longer smiling, and his face was gloomy.

"There is still a lack of a formation in the Dog Courtyard, and if you want to ask Master Wuwu to make a move, Lin has already prepared the formation materials."

Lin Ji waved his hand slightly, and the tea set in front of him turned into powder, and the blood that the old monk had just vomited dissipated.

After a moment of silence, he agreed.

The three of them soon appeared in Lin Chengyuan.

Lin Ji probably saw Qiao'er and the gray ball out of the Lin Mansion, so he didn't tell Lin Cheng to transfer the gray ball in advance.

With the cheap daddy payment, it took half an hour, and the formation was laid down.

The three went to the phase.

According to the worry-free statement, Yuan Ying also needs to break through the formation in the later stage to break in.

Lin Cheng nodded slightly, this is enough.

This is the Lin family, just need to guard against other people's prying eyes.

If someone really wants to break in, the Lin family is not a group of dead people.

Wu Wu handed over the array to Lin Cheng, and said something about the formation, and then planned to leave.

Lin Ji did not forcibly keep it, and sent Wu Wu out of the Lin Mansion.

"Don't give it to the two donors." Worry-free folded his hands and recited a Buddha sound.

"Take care all the way, master." Lin Shu said politely.

Carefree nodded slightly, and disappeared in place.

Lin Ju turned his head to look at Lin Cheng and reached out to grab his shoulder.

The two of them instantly came to the stone table in the courtyard of Lin Cheng, and Lin Xi sat on the stone bench and looked at Lin Cheng.

"Now that the formation has been completed, you are good at cultivating, and everything else will be a little later."

Lin Ji can be said to be bitter, and he is afraid that Lin Cheng will delay his cultivation.

"Yes." Lin Cheng naturally saw his intentions.

"Let's go down if there's nothing to do." Lin Shu waved his hand and wanted to get up.

"Father, there's one more thing." Lin Cheng said.

He told him that when he went to the mortal street to look for Lin Qingfeng, he was charmed by a high-ranking monk.

"Even the Thirteen Ancestors haven't seen their true identity?" Lin Ji said in a deep voice, seemingly very suspicious.

"Yes, I have the first end with the Thirteen Ancestors...... Unintentionally seeing this woman, the Thirteen Ancestors did not say anything. Lin Cheng almost blurted out.

Now that he is an adult, Lin Ji knows that his bad things are at most preachy, but how can anyone want to die in society these days.

"I already know about it." Lin Ji waved his hand and drove people away.

Lin Cheng consciously retreated, but suddenly asked out loud. "Father, I don't know what kind of cultivation that worry-free master is?"

Lin Ji looked at him deeply. "Avatar."

Lin Cheng couldn't help but hold his breath.

After leaving the courtyard of Lin Xi, he dismissed Zhao Tian and the others, returned to the courtyard alone, and waited for Qiao'er to come back.

Now that the formation in the courtyard has changed, without his first guidance, Qiao'er would not have been able to enter.

This thing is just like just changing to a smartphone, similar to entering a fingerprint, so that she will not be blocked from entering and exiting in the future.

With Lin Shu's palm, there is naturally no way there is anything wrong with the formation.

Lin Cheng sat on the steps of the courtyard, thinking about what had just happened.

This carefree abrupt vomiting blood, and chanting mantras for dozens of breaths took time to recover, thinking that he had encountered some taboo.

Lin Ji thought that he had a back hand on him, so he didn't ask more. But Lin Cheng knew that he had no backhand at all.

So he suspected that Wuwu would only look like this when he saw Lin Miaochan.

If that's the case.

Lin Cheng's heart sank.

The dignified god cultivator, just because he looked at Lin Miaochan's back in his mind, he vomited three liters of blood?

He looked up at the sky, only to feel the cold hairs on his back stand up.