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Chapter 169 Seeing the Rich Family Again 4
Fatty Qi got off a carriage with a smile. It was originally his carriage, but now it was vacated for Mr. Lin to use.

Just now he just sent the purple hairpin over, and didn't mention the matter of his daughter. He planned to wait until the two sides got to know each other well before mentioning it.

In the car, Xiaochai looked at Mr. Lin in front of her at a loss, she knew why she was asked to come here.

At the moment she was very upset.

If it were any other girl, she would definitely think that her fortunes are changing, and she would like to be able to climb the big tree of Mr. Lin and become a phoenix from then on. In her opinion, being the companion of a wealthy son is not a matter of honor.

Besides, as soon as you enter the Hou family, it is as deep as the sea, and there are many grievances and grievances among the wealthy family. Even if the young lady gets her wish and gets together with Mr. Lin, it may not be a good thing.

But she might not be willing to say that she is unwilling. To be honest, she does have a little bit of admiration for this Mr. Lin. This Mr. Lin is handsome, and he is both civil and military. There is no girl who will not be tempted.

Suddenly Xiaochai blushed because she felt Mr. Lin was looking at her.

Mr. Lin was indeed watching there, and he looked up and down, a little unscrupulous, he is not a disciple, but he is not a gentleman, he always refuses the woman who comes to his door, even if he can't really do it on the road What, cuddling and hugging is always okay, and I can finally relieve my boredom during the long journey.

As he was thinking like this, Xiaochai suddenly tilted his head and leaned on the soft stool beside him. There was another person in the car, and that person was glaring at him.

If he just stared at him, he wouldn't care at all. What made Mr. Lin's heart palpitate was that the man opposite him exuded an extremely strong murderous aura, and besides that, there was a choking smell of blood.

This is definitely a person who kills countless people and treats human life like nothing.

At this moment, the curtain of the car moved, and the middle-aged monk broke in. He felt the murderous aura, so he hurried in.

"This Master, I have something to say." The middle-aged monk's face changed slightly. He really did not expect that the one who exuded such a strong murderous aura was actually the Buddhist disciple who had fought against him.

A Buddhist disciple actually possessed such a terrifying murderous aura, he was either the kind of murderous person who put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately, or the kind of person in Buddhism who turned into a Shura and took the way of killing.

"Are you here for her?" Mr. Lin came to his senses. He was just guessing why this Buddhist disciple would be interested in a secular business firm. No matter how hard he tried, he would not guess that it was actually a maid. .

"Could it be that she is the reincarnation of some eminent monk?" Mr. Lin could only think so.

Buddhism has the method of reincarnation and recultivation, but after reincarnation, there will be no memory of the previous life, so people need to be guided.

"You are too wordy." Xie Xiaoyu said coldly.

At this moment, he was in a very bad mood. He didn't want to reveal his identity, let alone let people know that he cared about Xiaochai, but that boss Qi's decision disrupted his plan.

In a bad mood, the murderous aura emanating from him naturally became stronger.

The two surnamed Lin felt tight in their chests and couldn't breathe at all. The middle-aged monk hesitated again and again, but didn't dare to make a move. He now understands that when this Buddhist disciple fought him, he didn't try his best at all. Maybe he didn't even use the real means.

"Don't cause trouble for the Lin family. This matter is very important. A mere Lin family can't afford to get involved." Xie Xiaoyu said coldly, and he turned and retreated.

It wasn't until he disappeared that the murderous aura gradually dissipated.

That Mr. Lin let out a sigh of relief, and his mind turned again. Only then did he remember the difference between Zichai and other girls.

"I'm really a pig." He thumped his forehead hard: "When that Miss Qi and the other girl next to her saw me, their eyes were shining, but this purple hairpin girl didn't, as if she She doesn't care much about the Lin family, and when she looks at me, her eyes are more of appreciation. I should have known that she is not simple."

The middle-aged monk thought about it for a while, and was a little impressed.

Mr. Lin took off a jade pendant hanging from his belt, which was a magic weapon.

How could the son of the Lin family in Caizhou not be a monk?

But he is different from others, he is not interested in the secret knowledge passed down from his family, what he cultivates is the technique of easy calculation.

This is also where he is smart.

For the Lin family, there is no difference between one more monk and one less monk, but a person who is proficient in easy calculation has a great effect.If a big family cannot seek good luck and avoid bad luck, it will definitely not last long, and such matters are of great importance, and it is impossible to rely on outsiders.

He chooses to practice the technique of easy calculation, which is tantamount to cutting off the possibility of becoming the head of the family, but also guarantees that he will always have a place in the Lin family in the future.

Bending over, he took a strand of hair from Xiaochai's shoulder.Mr. Lin carefully wrapped this hair around the jade pendant.

What he is using now is the technique of asking the source of Yin Yao. As long as there is something that someone has used, he can trace the source and know everything about that person's past.

The middle-aged monk quickly placed a layer of restrictions around him.

As time passed, beads of sweat gradually oozed from the forehead of Mr. Lin.

In the past, he could always see something by using the technique of asking the source of the yin and yao. Even about the two Taoist ancestors, he could vaguely figure it out, but this time he couldn't figure anything out.

Concentrated, he urged the magic arts with all his strength, and the jade pendant finally had a little reaction.

At this moment, he felt a burst of zhenqi suddenly diverted, scurrying in his body, and various scenes flashed in front of him. For a while, he saw himself sitting on the position of Patriarch, and for a while he saw himself being kicked out.

Mr. Lin secretly screamed that something is wrong, this is a sign of madness.

He quickly threw the jade pendant with his hands.

"My lord, what's the matter?" the middle-aged monk asked hastily.

"Nearly going off fire." Mr. Lin said with lingering fear.

Someone as proficient in easy calculations as he is, of course understands what that means.

The middle-aged monk also guessed the reason. He pointed to the sky with a pale face, and his eyes were full of inquiries.

Mr. Lin nodded.

The secrets of the sky cannot be leaked, and if you want to forcibly peep at the secrets, you have to pay a price.

"Uncle Yu, we seem to have caught a big guy, or we seem to be involved in big trouble." Mr. Lin said via voice transmission.

This time, the middle-aged monk didn't understand what the young master was referring to.

Mr. Lin knew that his words were confusing, so he quickly explained: "This girl's identity is strange, she is definitely not the reincarnation of an eminent monk, and not only can I not figure out her origin, I can't even figure out her family, I can't even figure it out. Do you know her original last name? What's her name?"

The middle-aged monk hissed lightly. Of course he understood what this meant. The secret was hidden so deep that something big was about to happen, and this girl was the key.

The rumors he heard not long ago flashed through his mind.

Turning his head to look, he saw that his young master's eyes were also full of fear. Obviously, the young master wanted to go with him.

"Could there really be a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism?" the middle-aged monk murmured.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as the rumors. Now that the heavenly secrets are out of order, many things can't be figured out. It's not an exaggeration to say it's a sign of a catastrophe." Mr. Lin felt extremely heavy.

"What should we do now? I've already warned that governor, that guy must be prepared." The middle-aged monk suddenly felt sweat on his forehead.

"You didn't show up in person, did you?" Mr. Lin remembered that Uncle Yu had said that he would cause some trouble for that Buddhist disciple.

"Of course it's impossible. I let a Lin family boy from Jinyuan Mansion sneak away, and I didn't reveal my identity. I just told the governor about it." The more the middle-aged monk said, the more he felt bad.

"It's all right. No matter in the martial arts or in the world of monks, there are countless people who make a living by buying and selling news. It should not be counted on our heads." Mr. Lin said so, but his hands didn't stop. Start to reverse the secrets, and try to erase the traces of their meddling as much as possible.

"At that time, you will see the situation. If that Buddhist disciple's situation is not good, you can help him." He said while casting a spell secretly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged monk felt unspeakably disgusted as if he had eaten a fly.

(End of this chapter)