Chapter 618

Outside the West Lake Court, by the West Lake.

All the masters of the eighteen capitals in the south of the Yangtze River gathered together.

Fan Zengming was sitting in a wheelchair, slightly behind.

Mr. Ning from the Ning family, Mr. Lin from the Lin family, and Xin Youzhong and others all stood on the edge of the plank road, looking towards the center of the lake.

Fan Zengming glanced at the old butler standing beside him, and said with a smile:
"Uncle Fu, look... Shall we call the old master?"

The old butler slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, looked at Fan Zengming, and said calmly: "If you have the guts, you can give it a try."

"I……"

Fan Zengming looked embarrassed and turned his head aside abruptly, not daring to bring up the matter again.

Several other Patriarchs who had the same thoughts, saw Fan Zengming sitting in a wheelchair, immediately stopped thinking and waited quietly.

A group of people stood on the shore for an entire afternoon, until it was getting dark, and finally there was movement on the lake.

On the surface of the rippling lake, layers of waves suddenly surged, and then with a bang, a column of water shot up into the sky.

Everyone subconsciously retreated to a safe zone, looked up, and was instantly stunned.

On the water column, there was an old man with long hair sitting cross-legged, with white hair and childlike face, hale and hearty, with his eyes open and closed, there seemed to be light flowing.

The supreme majesty spread out in an instant.

Feeling the invisible pressure, Fan Zengming and others were all terrified, and even Mr. Ning and Mr. Lin showed serious expressions on their faces.

"Meet the old master!"

I don't know who spoke first, everyone shouted in unison, and then directly bent their waists to ninety degrees.

"A bunch of trash, they still have the face to see me!"

A cold snort, with a hint of anger, came from the sky, like thunder from the sky, shaking everyone's ears numb.

Everyone trembled and bent even lower.

Whoa!

The sound of water suddenly rose, followed by the sound of hunting wind.

Everyone heard the noise, but still bent over, not daring to raise their heads.

After a while, the voice of the old housekeeper sounded: "Okay, get up, the old master has already left, you follow me into the garden to see you."

Everyone looked up, only to find that the old master had indeed left, and even the surface of the West Lake had returned to calm.

Several people let out a long breath as if they had relieved a heavy burden.

Fan Zengming said with a sneer, "I have to ask Uncle Fu to lead the way."

"Come along."

The old housekeeper glanced at him indifferently, then turned and walked towards West Lake Garden.

Everyone followed the old housekeeper to the West Lake Garden, walked through the winding stone road, and came to a pavilion.

The old master Lin Wudi changed into a clean white short coat, tied his shoulder-length hair with a cowhide rope, and tied it casually behind his head.

At this moment, he is sitting on a stone bench in the gazebo, eating beef with sauce and drinking 30-year-old Lao Baigan.

"Hiss! Enough."

Lin Wudi took a sip of the wine in the glass, his face showing a sense of relief, he picked up another chopsticks of beef sauce, and chewed it in his mouth.

"Meet the old master!"

Several people bent down to salute again.

Lin Wudi ignored them and continued eating on his own.

Plates of beautifully prepared dishes were brought up, and the empty plates were taken down. More than a dozen servants came and went like flowing water, which made Fan Zengming and others startled.

There was no other reason, but Lin Wudi could eat too much. In just one hour, he ate a table full of vegetables and drank two or three catties of wine.

What surprised them even more was that Lin Wudi's thin body seemed to have filled up a lot, and he looked several years younger.

Is this the means to transcend the Dao Realm?

The sky was getting dark, and the surroundings were quiet. The sound of chewing seemed harsh and gloomy at this moment, making people shudder.

It wasn't until it was completely dark and the lights were turned on in the gazebo that Lin Wudi put down his hands to eat, took the hot towel handed over by the servant, wiped his hands, and stood up slowly.

The tall figure blocked most of the light, dragging out a long shadow, baring its teeth and claws, almost like a ghost, choosing to devour people.

Xin Youzhong and others only felt the temperature drop sharply, like falling into an ice cave, their hearts were almost frozen, and their bodies were so numb that they lost consciousness.

They bent their waists lower, their eyes widened, and they stared at the ground in horror.

On the marble-paved ground, a grotesque shadow stretched out, gradually merging with their own shadow.

creak, creak...

The sound of chewing that had been silent for a long time came again, as well as the sound of "gudong gudong" cow drinking, and the strong smell of blood permeated the crowd.

He... he's going to eat us?
Everyone was startled and wanted to run away, but they couldn't use any strength.

After an unknown amount of time, several people felt exhausted physically and mentally, their heads were heavy, and they were about to faint when Lin Wudi's voice finally sounded.

"Tell me, what's the situation now?"

Everyone felt that the pressure had dropped suddenly, and their bodies relaxed accordingly. They looked up and couldn't help being stunned.

The evening breeze is gentle, the sound of insects, accompanied by bursts of flowers.

And the old man with white hair and childlike face was still standing in the gazebo, looking at them without sadness or joy.

How can it look like a ghost that devours people?
It wasn't until this moment that they finally realized that everything just now was an illusion.

"Reporting to the old master, that kid Xu Qiang is too much, not only tore up the previously signed agreement, but also maliciously usurped our property in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

A benevolent and righteous person like Brother Dai will be wiped out by him..."

Fan Zengming told Xu Qiang's "hateful" things in detail, and it was inevitable to add fuel and vinegar in the middle, which made Mr. Lin and Mr. Ning frown slightly.

Xin Youzhong glanced at Fan Zengming in shock, then quickly withdrew his gaze and shrank back into the shadows, for fear that others would notice him.

You're going to kill yourself, don't take me with you!
Xin Youzhong recited silently in his heart, and at the same time thought of Gao Qiang's horror, he couldn't help but shudder.

After a while, Fan Zengming finally explained Gao Qiang's "crime" clearly, and then cautiously said to Lin Wudi:

"Old Grandmaster, you must be the master for us."

Lin Wudi's eyes were slightly cold, and he remained silent.

After a while, he finally said: "Invite me, and I will go to Dongshan Manor to kill him in three days!"

"Yes, I'll do it now!"

Fan Zengming was immediately overjoyed, and the others also showed some relaxed smiles.

Only Mr. Lin and Mr. Ning were frowning, wondering what they were thinking.

Lin Wudi glanced at the two of them meaningfully, then retracted his gaze, and said to the crowd with meaning:
"They are all born and raised in the south of the Yangtze River, and we must distinguish between close and distant."

Old Master Lin and Old Master Ning's heart trembled, and they hurriedly said together with the crowd: "Yes, I would like to follow the old master's teachings."

Xin Youzhong was still hesitating whether to inform Gao Qiang, but he immediately shrank his neck when he heard Lin Wudi's words.

Thinking of what Gao Qiang once said, when he doesn't come to find me, I don't want to contact him, and I have to make a three-day appointment tomorrow anyway, it doesn't matter whether I say it or not.

Xin Youzhong breathed a sigh of relief, but then remembered that if Gao Qiang died, no one would be able to cure himself of the poison, and his heart ached again.

(End of this chapter)

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