Chapter 418: Blood and Tears

Lin San frowned: "What's the matter with the boss looking for me?"

The young man looked like he wanted to speak and stopped: "Go, you will know." ”

Lin San pondered for a while, and then followed the young man to the Tiantai Shrine.

At this time, the gate of the Tiantai Shrine was full of people, looking at the costumes, they were all low-level disciples of the Tianshan Sect.

The young man led Lin San directly into the main hall.

The head of the house, Liang Wanli, and all the elders were in the main hall.

Lin San felt that the atmosphere in the hall was a little weird, his eyes glanced around, and suddenly found that there was a stretcher on the ground on the left side of the hall, and the stretcher was covered with a white cloth, and there was a person lying under the white cloth.

"Wind and dust. The head Liang Wanli's expression was a little sad: "You go over and meet your master." ”

At this moment, one of the elders walked up to the stretcher and reached out to lift the white cloth.

At the moment when the white cloth was lifted, Lin San was stunned, his face showed extreme disbelief, the one lying on the stretcher was his master Zhu Qingshi, at this time Zhu Qingshi's eyes were closed, his face was blue, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, although it was a few zhang away, Lin San also noticed that Zhu Qingshi had no breath.

Long......

Lin San came back to his senses, let out an angry roar, rushed to Zhu Qingshi's side in a few steps, and shook Zhu Qingshi's body vigorously: "Master, what's wrong with you? Wake up, wake up! Master!"

No matter how hard Lin San shook it, Zhu Qingshi just closed his eyes tightly and didn't react at all.

Zhu Qingshi was dead, his body was cold, as if he had been dead for many days.

"No, !!" Lin San's eyes turned red, and big tears fell to the ground, who said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place!

Liang Wanli and the other elders also had very sad expressions.

Recalling Zhu Qingshi's various benefits to himself, Lin San's heart was full of pain, and his tears were like a kite with a broken string, and he couldn't stop flowing.

A few hours later.

Lin San was still crying bitterly, his tears had dried up, and what was flowing out at this time was blood, blood and tears!

"Wind and dust, people can't be resurrected after death, you can look at the point. Seeing that Lin San was crying endlessly, Liang Wanli couldn't help but persuade out loud.

"Yes, let's mourn and change. The other elders also persuaded one after another.

Lin San slowly stood up, turned his head and stared at Liang Wanli, and said in a hoarse voice, "How did my master die?!"

Liang Wanli sighed: "It was purely an accident, Senior Brother Zhu went out this time, mainly to pick a few flavors of alchemy spirit grass for the sect, at first it was smooth, all the missing spirit grass was gathered, just as he was about to return, Elder Zhu suddenly said to do some private business, and the other elders who went out stayed in the inn and waited, but after three days, Elder Zhu suddenly returned to the inn with a pale face, and died with a mouthful of blood." ”

"Who! who killed my master!" Lin Sanshuang clenched his fists tightly, and the back of his hand was covered with green tendons.

Liang Wanli glanced back at Great Elder Dong Hanxiang.

Dong Hanxiang said with a sad face: "Before Elder Zhu died, he said a word. "This time I went out to pick spiritual grass, and the Tianshan Sect dispatched a total of five elders, including Dong Hanxiang, no one knew more about the situation before Zhu Qingshi's death than Dong Hanxiang.

"What's the matter!" Lin San asked in a cold voice.

"At that time, Elder Zhu covered his chest and said, 'Kill ...... in the Cold Ice Palace', and he passed away before he finished speaking. Thinking of Zhu Qingshi's tragic death at that time, Dong Hanxiang suddenly felt a little sad in his heart, although he usually drank Zhu Qingshi and had a bad relationship, but after all, he had lived together in a sect for hundreds of years, and he still had some feelings.

"By the way, I remembered. Elder Ding suddenly said, "When Elder Zhu was young, he had a relationship with the palace master of the Cold Ice Palace, Shi Hai Old Demon. ”

After being reminded by Elder Ding, many people remembered this incident and nodded their heads one after another.

"Cold Ice Palace!" Lin San's eyes flashed with a strong murderous aura.

A good living person, just gone, and there is a little sigh in his heart.

"Plop!" Lin San suddenly knelt in front of Liang Wanli.

Liang Wanli was stunned: "What are you doing here?"

"Bang bang bang!" Lin San kowtowed three times and said loudly: "I beg the head to avenge my master's blood hatred!"

"Ahh

The other elders were silent.

"Master, my master's death is wronged, I beg you to help my master avenge!" Lin San kowtowed to Liang Wanli several times, probably because he used too much force, and there was already a bruise on his forehead.

"Fengchen, there is one thing, you may not know, the Cold Ice Palace is in the Sea of Demon Beasts, and its strength is very strong, so it is not so easy to deal with. Liang Wanli pondered for a moment and said slowly.

Lin San's mood suddenly fell into a trough: "Listening to the meaning of the master's words, are you going to help my master take revenge?"

Liang Wanli's face sank: "Who said that! I just want to think about it in the long run!"

Lin San sneered: "In the long run, I think you are afraid of the Cold Ice Palace!"

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

"How do you talk to the boss!"

The elders on both sides immediately scolded.

Lin San just sneered, without the slightest fear.

Liang Wanli waved his hand: "Fengchen is too sad at this time, and it is understandable that he is rushing to speak." At this time, Liang Wanli showed great generosity: "Fengchen, I have already discussed with the elders and decided to bury Elder Zhu in the Ten Thousand Gardens in the back mountain, which is the best feng shui in the entire Tianshan Mountain." ”

"No need!" Lin San slowly stood up: "I'll find a place to bury the master myself." After speaking, Lin San picked up Zhu Qingshi's body and left the main hall.

"This wind and dust is really too presumptuous, is there still a head and us elders in my eyes!" Elder Ding said angrily.

Great Elder Dong Hanxiang glanced at Elder Ding: "Fengchen is also due to the death of the master, and he is heartbroken, and he is also forgivable for speaking and acting impulsively." ”

Seeing Dong Hanxiang speak out to defend Lin San, Elder Ding closed his mouth and stopped speaking, in the Tianshan Sect, Dong Hanxiang's authority was second only to the head Liang Wanli, and it was definitely not something that Elder Ding could afford to provoke.

"Okay, it's okay, let's all disperse, starting tomorrow, we will arrange a mourning hall in the Tiantai Temple to pay tribute to Elder Zhu's spirit in the sky. Liang Wanli commanded in a deep voice.

All the elders nodded silently, and then they all left the main hall.

......

Lin San buried Zhu Qingshi's body at the back of the attic where he lived.

Underneath the inconspicuous pile of stones, what was hidden was Zhu Qingshi, an elder of the Tianshan Sect who was once in the limelight.

Lin San knelt in front of the tombstone and swore loudly: "Master, in my lifetime, I will definitely level the Cold Ice Palace and help your old man avenge his hatred!"

I don't know if God also felt the sadness in Lin San's heart, and even hid the high hanging sun, slowly gathering countless dark clouds, "Crack!" A dazzling thunderbolt split the dark clouds, and a large area of rain poured down.

Lin San ignored the rain pouring from the sky, and just knelt in front of the Zhu Qingshi tombstone to wipe his tears.

Seven days passed.

Lin San's mood was slightly better.