The world is an actor

Chapter 96 I Just Said I Can't Perform Crying Dramas!

The mansion of the Lin Mansion is majestic, painted with gold and silver, and on both sides of the gate, there are eight barbarian men with long halberds guarding it.

Seeing Fang Xiu approaching, a guard commander of the Lin Mansion (special guest performer) with a saber strode forward, and the armor on his body collided with clanging clangs.

He slanted his eyes, looked Fang Xiu up and down, and said in a lukewarm tone: "You are here to stay overnight again, you turn back, walk 200 meters along the intersection in front, then turn left, you will see Yuelai Inn, my home The owner has booked a few guest rooms, and when you go, someone will welcome you!"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Fang Xiu to reply, he turned around and stood back to his original position.

It seems that the disciples of Xuantian Haozong stayed overnight in the Lin Mansion, it is no longer a matter of dozens or hundreds of times.

"Brother Dao, I came to the Lin Mansion not just to stay overnight!"

Fang Xiu could only step forward to explain.

"Sponsor Lingshi, right?"

The commander of the guards was also unambiguous, and directly took out five spirit stones and stuffed them into Fang Xiu's hands: "The Patriarch is in a bad mood for the past few days, you should leave as soon as you take the spirit stones, don't have other thoughts, you middle-earths You come here with a glib tongue, several of our maids have been abducted by you!"

"I didn't come here for the Lingshi, and I didn't want to kidnap anyone!"

Fang Xiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he put the five spirit stones back into his bosom, and said, "I came to the Lin Mansion to send the ashes of Wei Gan, the deacon of the outer sect, back to my hometown on the orders of the elders of the sect!"

"Who are you talking about? Mr. Wei!"

The commander of the guards changed his face slightly when he heard the words, and his tone was a little cautious: "Little Daoist, there are some things that cannot be said indiscriminately. Mr. Wei and the Patriarch are brothers of the same blood. The Patriarch has always been very caring about Mr. Wei. You If what you said is true, even if you are a disciple of the Holy Sect, the Patriarch will never forgive you lightly!"

"I have here the autographed letter of Xuantian Haozong elder, Master Mu Mi, and the ashes of Senior Wei!"

Fang Xiu unwrapped the package, and took out the small box and letters inside.

"Old Master Wei has passed away!"

When the guard commander saw the letter with Xuantian Haozong's seal on it, he no longer doubted that it was fake. After he briefly instructed the guards around him, he led Fang Xiu into the Lin Mansion.

"The head of the family has missed Mr. Wei for more than 200 years, but he still hasn't been able to see him for the last time!"

"But it's better to have news than to have no news at all!"

The guards led Fang Xiu through corridors and came to a courtyard deep in Lin Mansion.

As soon as Fang Xiu stepped into the courtyard, he saw a thin young man standing in a corner of the courtyard, with his hands in his pockets, looking up at the sky, muttering something, not knowing what he was saying.

That's right, hands in pockets!
Fang Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Since his rebirth, this is the first time he has seen a person in this world with pockets on his pants!

And there are more than two, which are quite hip-hop.

"The Lin family is a moth, there is no cure!"

The leader of the guards glanced at the young man's thin back, with undisguised contempt in his eyes.

Seeing that Fang Xiu's expression changed slightly, he explained: "His name is Lin Xian, not Xianyu's Xian, the young master of the Lin family!"

"The young master of the Lin family?"

The astonishment in Fang Xiu's eyes grew stronger.

The world of comprehension is strictly hierarchical and cannot be surpassed.

Along the way, he also saw that the Lin family had many rules, and all the servants and guards were very rigid, and they were very disciplined.

How could such a small guard commander be so disrespectful to his young master in front of outsiders! ?

Fang Xiu was puzzled, and two girls dressed as maids (in extras) came out of a hut.

When passing by the young master of the Lin family, a girl's mouth twitched, with a sarcasm on her face.

And another girl muttered in a low voice: "Trash!"

Fang Xiu was even more surprised.

"The little Daoist laughed, this is a joke of my Lin family, just pretend you didn't see it!" The guard commander seemed a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu didn't want to ask more questions, so he followed the guards to the study.

But when passing by the young master of the Lin family, Fang Xiu vaguely heard Lin Xian talking to himself.

"All human suffering is essentially anger at one's own incompetence."

"You have to work really hard to see my flying ash!"

"Most people's hard work is so low that they can't compete for talent at all, but I'm different, I only have talent!"

……

"Ah this..."

Fang Xiu was slightly taken aback, and a feeling of deja vu suddenly rose in his heart.

He looked sideways, and saw the young master of the Lin family, who had been standing in his pocket all this time, suddenly moved.

He took his hands out of his trouser pockets, drew a large circle in front of him, and finally closed them to his sides, making a movement similar to "Kimami Kung Fu".

"Hey!"

The young master of the Lin family let out a low shout, his arms trembled slightly, and his two palms that were held in a round shape trembled uncontrollably.

It seems that a huge and terrifying energy has condensed in the palm of the hand, and it is about to burst out.

"You have to believe in the light, I will use the moon to destroy you!"

The young man looked solemn, and let out another low shout, "Kuibo Gong" pushed forward suddenly, only listening to the dubbing of "boom boom boom" onomatopoeia in his mouth, he pushed out his hands, but didn't even fan the breeze .

When Fang Xiu saw this, his whole body was almost petrified on the spot, and a word from his previous life suddenly appeared in his mind.

Sophomore boy!

Sure enough, human thoughts are always interlinked!

In the world of comprehension, there are also unruly teenagers who run after the light.

"The Taoist leader is laughing!"

The guard commander had an embarrassed smile on his face. Even though he had rehearsed once beforehand, he still couldn't control his ten toes. He was busy in his boots, and he was about to dig out the ground of the three-bedroom, one-living, one-bathroom, and one warehouse.

I just heard him say: "Actually, my young master didn't look like this originally. He was originally a genius of my Lin family, the pride of the family. Since he was born, his soul power has far surpassed that of ordinary people, and his understanding is extremely high. , at the age of 14, he was already at the peak of Qi training!"

"It's a pity that I don't know why, after the young master turned 14, his cultivation suddenly stagnated and even started to regress. Now he probably doesn't even have the fifth level of Qi training!"

"I don't know since when, the young master gave up on himself and became what he is now!"

The guard commander let out a long sigh. He walked outside the door of the study and bowed inside to report: "Patriarch, Elder Mu Mi of Xuantian Haozong sent his disciples to bring back the ashes of Mr. Wei!"

"What did you say!"

In the study room, a middle-aged man's voice full of shock suddenly sounded.

In the next second, the raging wind rolled up dark clouds, and the originally clear sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was a thunderous explosion on the flat ground, with lightning and thunder.

It seemed that the world was moved by the shock and grief of the people in the house!

The door of the room opened, and a tall middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and disheveled clothes rushed out. He was shocked in grief, and relieved in shock. With bare feet, he rushed to Fang Xiu three steps at a time.

"Where is my big brother!"

The middle-aged man's face was covered with tear stains, and the teardrops couldn't stop falling, and his sad eyelids could hardly be opened.

"The ashes of Deacon Wei are here!"

Fang Xiu quickly held the small box with both hands, looked at the sad face of the Patriarch Lin's lips, and comforted him: "Death cannot be brought back to life. Deacon Wei left very peacefully, and was cremated on the spot!"

"Big brother!"

Hearing the words, the middle-aged male god looked at the small box in Fang Xiu's hand, his eyes were dull, his expression was full of disbelief and unacceptability, and his mouth was opened wide.

His body kept shaking, and he slowly took the small box with both hands, hugged it tightly to his chest, kept closing his eyes and sobbing, his eyelids twitching wildly.

Nima, too much cooling oil.

I said I can't act in a crying scene!

(End of this chapter)