Wei Liulang looked at the three sleeping little ones, with murderous intent in his eyes: "If he dares to touch them, I will cut him into pieces!"

Putting aside the King of Nanyang, Su Xiaoxiao said, "Ling Yun's identity is also suspicious. Big brother attacked him as soon as he arrived. Who is he?"

Wei Ting groaned and said, "I can only ask my eldest brother about this."

Gui Bu did not take a carriage, he rode back home on horseback by himself.

When passing by the courtyard of the big house, he paused slightly and stared at the kumquat tree in the yard, lost in thought.

The next day.

As soon as the ghost started to panic, Wei Ting came over.

He didn't say any empty words, but got straight to the point: "Brother, who is Ling Yun? Is your mission to kill him?"

Gui Bu said coldly: "I won't tell you."

"Oh." Wei Ting turned around, "Xiyue, come in."

Ghostly: “……!!”

Wei Xiyue walked in with a carrot. She tilted her head, looked at Gui Bu, and handed the carrot to him.

The ghost's hair stood on end in fear.

Wei Ting picked up Wei Xiyue and looked at Gui Bu calmly: "Brother?"

"Nalan Yun!" Gui Bu said unhappily, "His name is Nalan Yun!"

"The genius zither player known as the Zither Immortal? It turned out to be him?"

This answer was beyond Wei Ting's imagination.

My son just picked a master, and he turned out to be the best in the world of zither. What kind of luck is this? Wei Xiyue didn't understand what they were talking about. She wanted to feed him carrots: "Seventh Uncle."

"Wait a moment." Wei Ting calmed Wei Xiyue and continued to ask Gui Bu, "So, what is Big Brother's mission?"

Gui Bu said coldly: "The assassins cannot speak before completing the mission. This is the rule!"

He wouldn't say anything even if you fed him a hundred carrots!

Wei Ting said "oh" and turned to look at the door: "Xiao Hu."

Xiaohu jumped in holding a suona. On his left was a gong and on his right was an erhu. He could be said to be an ordinary little all-rounder in music.

Gui Bu looked at Xiao Hu, who was fully armed, and his temples throbbed: "Wei Xichao! Are you done yet?"

Wei Ting smiled and said, "You still remember my handwriting. Big brother's memory has recovered well."

Gui Bu was so angry at this idiot that he pointed at Xiao Hu, who was puffing up his cheeks, and said, "Don't let him brag!"

Xiaohu held the suona in his mouth.

Gui Bu gritted his teeth and said, "I'll tell you!"

“Why didn’t you do this earlier?” Wei Ting took advantage of the situation and put Wei Xiyue down, then cruelly snatched Xiaohu’s suona.

Xiaohu put his hands on his waist and stamped his feet, saying angrily: "What the hell are you doing! You are such a idiot daddy!"

Wei Ting snorted coldly and pinched his little fat: "If you scream again, I'll spank your little butt."

Xiaohu immediately covered his little butt.

Wei Ting carried the two little ones out, handed them over to the maid and servant, and asked them to take them to find Old Madam Wei.

He immediately sat down opposite Gui Bu: "Brother!"

Gui Bu said in a deep voice: "You are so shameless, does Qin Su know?"

Wei Ting smiled: "Big brother taught well."

Ghostly: “…”

Since Gui Bu returned to the Wei family, the advantage is that his sleep quality at night has improved, but the disadvantage is that the number of times he has had a heart attack due to being angry during the day has also increased.

Wei Ting got back to the point: "Brother, who exactly is Nalan Yun? It is said that he is from Northern Yan, but I don't think Ling Yun looks like he has any connection with Northern Yan."

The ghost said in a panic, "He is from the Western Jin Dynasty. His origins are very mysterious, even I don't know. I only know that he is known as the Qinxian in the Jianghu. He plays the Qin very well and has some contacts with the Western Jin Dynasty royal family. I have seen his portrait."

Wei Ting wondered, "Why did Big Brother's master want to kill him?"

Gui Bu said expressionlessly: "The dead soldiers only obey orders and don't ask why."

Gui Bu was startled and realized that he had been tricked by Wei Ting.

I'm not afraid of scammers, I'm just afraid of scammers gathering together.

Returning to the Wei family was indeed a wrong choice.

…

Lihua Lane, West House.

Ling Yun knelt on the futon in the study and took a sip of tea leisurely: "He wants to kill me?"

Su Xiaoxiao, who was sitting opposite him, placed three boxes of snacks on the table: "Yes, this is his last mission as a death warrior."

Ling Yun's eyes fell on the snack box, and he seemed satisfied with the quantity: "How do you know it's the last task?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Mo Xie said that his master has died and gave him this last mission before he died. You may not know Mo Xie, he was an envoy of the Western Jin Dynasty."

Before coming to find Ling Yun, she had been to the inn, one to treat Helian Ye's injuries, and the other to ask Moye about some things related to ghosts.

Ling Yun asked: "Who is his master?"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head: "Mo Xie didn't say that."

"He is a member of the Wei family, right?" Ling Yun asked.

"Yes, he is Wei Ting's eldest brother." Su Xiaoxiao did not hide it. "The other one who came here yesterday, the one you rescued from the street last time, is Wei Ting's sixth brother."

"I recognized it." Ling Yun said.

Su Xiaoxiao was surprised: "You can recognize this?"

Ling Yun recalled: "A few years ago, I went to Suibei Pass and met the Wei family. I lost my money, so I sold my zither. Wu Anjun passed by and although we met by chance, he redeemed the zither for me. Wei Liulang was there too, but he probably didn't notice me."

After only meeting once, Su Xiaoxiao was able to recognize the unrecognizable Wei Liulang. She felt like she had met a real big shot.

"Wei Ting, Sixth Brother and I will try our best to stop Gui Bu. You should be careful too."

Ling Yun said calmly: "There's no need to stop him, he can't kill me."

There's no need to brag at this time... Su Xiaoxiao said, "I'm sorry for exposing you."

"If you don't bring him here, he will find me sooner or later. It doesn't matter." Ling Yun has a good attitude.

He never complains about the world or blames anyone easily.

Everything is subject to karma.

Ling Yun said sternly: "Don't worry about me, no assassin can kill me."

Su Xiaoxiao gave him a strange look. If she had thought he was bragging before, then this sentence clearly proved that was not the case.

Could it be that Ling Yun had some means to deal with the dead soldiers? Su Xiaoxiao said, "Gui Bu is not an ordinary dead soldier."

Ling Yun said: "I know, otherwise he would have died last night. He is very powerful, the most powerful assassin I have ever seen. But I still say that he can't kill me."

Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and said, "Then can you kill him?"

Ling Yun said calmly: "For the sake of Wu Anjun, I will try not to kill."

Well, you can't kill it.

Su Xiaoxiao felt relieved for the time being.

She plans to go back.

Ling Yun paused, but decided to tell her: "There is something I may need to remind you of. Do you think that after the dead soldiers complete their final mission, they will regain their freedom?"

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned: "Isn't it?"

Ling Yun looked at the teacup in his hand: "If death can be considered a kind of freedom, then it is."

Su Xiaoxiao opened her eyes wide: "You mean... after Gui Bu kills you..."

Ling Yun nodded: "Yes, he will die."

(End of this chapter)