Chapter 54 Who are you?
The eldest senior brother gently patted the back of the person in his arms with his hands, his movements were extremely gentle, and his eyes, which were still bloodshot, turned slightly to look at the casual cultivator who had smashed the table.
"boom--"
The casual cultivator's whole body felt like it was falling apart, and it took him a long time to get up. When he stood up, he suddenly felt a cold gaze as if it were real. Before he could react, a highly targeted spiritual pressure came at him like a tidal wave.
His chest sank suddenly, and the guest table beneath him shattered. A dull pain like suffocation spread throughout his body, but he could not utter a sound and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The accident happened in just a few moments. The people around were silent. The only sound was the breaking sound of the teacups on the collapsed guest table. It was frightening. His eyes moved between the wandering cultivator on the ground and the standing people. He was unable to react for a while.
They had clearly kept their eyes open just now, but still couldn't figure out what was going on. They didn't know where the sudden person came from. They could only see that the other person knew the person in his arms and was very difficult to deal with.
Many people know Ling Xujun, but they don’t really know him, and they can’t recognize who he is if he stands in front of them. The other party is holding someone here and refusing to let go, which is very different from the dignified and serious image in the rumors. Even if you say it is that person, not everyone will believe it.
The insider who had only seen the other person from a distance once before, when he followed his family elders to the sect to do business, and who had met him once yesterday, recognized him. He shuddered, realized something, and looked down in disbelief at the jade token still held in the hand of the man in green clothes.
It turns out that this is the person they just notified!
His shock was as obvious as his previous words. The man in green clothes next to him turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
The insider spoke briefly and whispered to the man in blue clothes, "That's Ling Xujun."
“…”
"?"
Now, several people nearby were startled at the same time. The man in green clothes' hands shook and he almost dropped the jade token on the ground. Several people hurriedly tried to protect it and managed to catch it.
The wandering cultivators were unable to move, and the city guards, who were a step behind, arrived and carried away both the cultivators and their weapons.
This was probably the busiest night in Nanfeng Pavilion. Hearing that someone was causing trouble, many people came to watch, and the place was crowded with people inside and outside.
The wound on his body was probably broken, and now that the jade token was back, it was time for Lin Zhusheng to leave.
Although he was a little injured, he felt that he could still walk upright, and finally he landed on the back of the eldest brother.
Another option was to carry her in his arms, but doing so in public was too embarrassing. Between the two options, he chose to carry her on his back without hesitation.
The eldest brother came in after being caught in the rain, so his body was originally damp, but after using the elder's Dust Purification Technique, his body suddenly became dry and it was quite comfortable to lie down.
"We will send a steward to take care of the building repairs tomorrow. Sorry for disturbing you today."
It was still raining heavily outside. Wen Baizhou put a robe on the person on his back, covering him from head to toe, and briefly explained the arrangements to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper waved his hand and said no, and did not dare to ask which sect "my sect" was. He handed the kitten over and said, "Today is all thanks to the two immortals."
If there hadn't been an accidental change of personnel today, both he and the gentleman who was supposed to go on stage might have lost their lives. Life is the most important thing. It’s okay to repair it, but I think the person who caused the trouble should be held responsible.
He came quickly and left quickly. The eldest brother had been there for less than a quarter of an hour, and without staying for a second, he took the person away. The long sword floated in the air and the figure crashed into the rain curtain.
After wandering outside for a few days, the homeless man Lin Zhan fell asleep on the back of Senior Brother. He slept soundly and had no idea that he had taken off into the air and was being taken directly from Luodu to the bay.
The disciples’ injuries have not healed yet, and they still need to find people, so Tianzong and some sects are still here. At night, most people had gone to bed, and only the lobby of the inn was lit.
“Pah—”
The sound of rain outside the window was mixed with the sound of a door opening and footsteps. The two sleepy disciples who were sitting by the lamp to keep watch looked up and saw a figure approaching.
After seeing clearly who was coming, they stood up suddenly, woke up instantly, and called out "Senior Brother".
Wen Baizhou walked upstairs without any intention of stopping, saying, "When the others come back, tell them that the person has been found and there is no need to look for him anymore."
The voice was quite soft, just loud enough for the two disciples to hear clearly.
"OK?"
The two disciples' dazed eyes widened as they saw clearly that it was a person on his back. They were stunned for a moment, then quickly responded and watched him step onto the stairs.
Wen Baizhou tried to lower his voice and speak softly, but the person on his back still woke up.
After waking up, his eyes were still dark. Master Lin, who loved to make a mess after waking up, wanted to punch and kick him as usual. However, after kicking his feet, he found something was wrong and realized that he was still on the eldest brother's back.
After a comfortable sleep, he woke up feeling quite energetic, and the clothes he was wearing fell off and landed on the ground just after he closed the door.
He couldn’t get on the bed with the clothes he was wearing, so the eldest brother put him on a chair and picked up his outer robe that had fallen to the ground and put it aside.
He lit the lamp and placed it on the table. Wen Baizhou half squatted down and said, "Take a look at the wound."
It's not an illusion, the sound is indeed a little hoarse. Lin Zhusheng felt the location of the wound, half-took off his clothes, bent down, and looked carefully at the eldest brother's face in the light beside him. After taking a closer look, he said, "Big Brother, do you seem very tired?"
"fine."
Wen Baizhou looked down at the wound and the black lines spreading nearby, and mentioned something else, "How did this come about?"
Wow, Lin became excited when he mentioned this patient, and didn't even care about the pain of the wound.
After looking around and making sure that there was no one else in the room, he selectively and vividly recounted the story of rolling from the top of the mountain to the middle of the mountain and a series of tragic events that followed.
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, with tears streaming down his face, and the wide-eyed tears suddenly burst out.
The kitten next to him looked at him and began to cry like a hooligan without any hesitation, then looked away with his eyes open.
So the two times he looked around like a thief just now was to make sure that there was no one else in the room. This person actually has some awareness of image management. Normally he runs around like a wild man, but at times like this he becomes reserved. It's hard to imagine what kind of image this person is managing.
After treating the wound, the eldest brother paused while changing clothes. He stood up and bent down to wipe Kuang Biao's tears. He patted his back gently with his other hand, lowered his head to look at his eyebrows and eyes illuminated by the light, and whispered, "Sorry, I'm late."
“…”
The tearful scene ended with Master Lin getting tired of crying, so he paused at halftime and ate some snacks.
The disciple's Taoist uniform was given to senior sister Hehuanzong. Wuqi's uniform was still too dirty to wear, and he had no clothes to change into. In the end, he wore the clothes of his kind senior brother. If you lower your head and sniff, you can smell the scent of the senior brother, which is quite pleasant.
After changing into clean clothes, he was given the right to go to bed. He stuffed the snack into his mouth in a few bites, chewing until his cheeks swelled. He quickly moved from the chair to the soft bed, rolled on the bed, and rolled to the edge of the bed holding the pillow, and asked the question he wanted to ask before: "How did the eldest brother recognize me?"
Apart from some redness at the corners of his eyes, there was no sign on his face that he had just cried like a gangster. His ability to regulate emotions was inhumane.
"Based on my feeling," said the eldest brother, sitting down on a chair beside the bed, "I feel that it is you."
The name is not trustworthy, the face is not trustworthy, all that is left is the feeling.
"?"
By feeling. What an abstract answer. Lin Zhusheng objectively felt that this senior brother might also have a talent for abstract things, and he laughed so hard that he rolled around holding his pillow.
He was in a better mood, and it was the eldest brother's turn to ask questions next. His sight fell on the familiar features that seemed too far away from him. He lowered his eyes and asked about the face and hair.
Very good, it turns out that it’s not that I don’t want to ask, it’s just that the time has not come yet. Lin, who hadn't heard anyone asking about it and thought he had gotten away with it, suddenly froze on his smile and stopped moving as well.
I have been busy with other things for so many days and completely forgot to come up with a reasonable explanation.
He struggled to get up from the bed, and between urgently thinking of an excuse and directly using the metamorphosis he had come up with with great difficulty, he chose to partially confess: "I used some fun little props that are a little hard to explain. Now that the little props have worn off, I've changed back."
It's quite fun, but I felt like dying when I was explaining it.
As he was talking, he thought of something and pulled his hair casually. He continued, "This is really accidental. It will change back later... Well, it's still hard to explain. Anyway, it became like this."
The whole article is equivalent to saying nothing. Even he found it rough and he banged his head on the ground, closing his eyes in pain.
Although he had only been in the game for half a year, when he thought about it carefully, he seemed to have met many people with that face that he could no longer remember what it looked like, including but not limited to directly participating in the sect competition that all sects participated in, and having fun with friends from other sects in the secret realm before.
There are too many people to explain to, and it's a disaster no matter how you look at it. He lowered his head and buried it in the pillow, and announced his death: "I am dead."
It’s hard to explain, which is equivalent to not having a good excuse yet.
The eldest senior brother sitting on the side lowered his head and sighed imperceptibly as if admitting defeat. He reached out and took the pillow from his hand to let him catch his breath. He said, "There is a kind of grass called Thousand Nightmare Grass. If eaten by mistake, it can change a person's appearance. The antidote is hard to find, but it exists. It mainly grows in the South China Sea."
"Silver snow grass can change the color of hair, and the duration of effect varies from a few months to a year."
The answer was right in front of him. Seriously, Lin Zhusheng's eyes lit up and he pounced on his senior brother who had a wealth of knowledge.
But the answer is not given for free. Lin was so happy that he wanted to withdraw his hands and go back to his bed after hugging her. However, when he tried to move back, he found that he couldn't. He didn't know when the back of his neck was in the hands of the senior brother, and when he moved back, it was pressed against the palm of his hand.
Not understanding what this meant, he looked up and said, "Huh?"
Wen Baizhou lowered his head and asked, "Lin Zhusheng, is this name real?"
Seeing that the man seemed quite serious, Lin Zhusheng thought he was asking a serious question. He was stunned at first, then he smiled and said, "It's real. How could it be fake?"
He seemed very sure that he would not give a false name.
The eldest brother did not comment, and finally withdrew his hand. The white hair passed through his fingers and fell down again. Putting the pillow back on the bed, he said, "It's getting late, go get some rest first."
After taking the kitten and stuffing it into the quilt, Lin Zhusheng lay down. He looked at his senior brother who seemed a little tired with great concern and asked him to go back and rest early.
The eldest brother did not leave. He just sat quietly on the side, leaned over to turn off the light, and said, "I will leave when you fall asleep."
Having just experienced a very eventful day, Lin Zhusheng thought that his brain was still active and it would be difficult for him to fall asleep. However, his breathing became stable within three seconds of touching the pillow, breaking his fastest falling asleep speed.
It was raining heavily outside the window. The rain hit the window sill, making a constant sound, and there was no sign of it letting up until the next morning.
The sky was gray and the room was dark.
Lin squirmed in the quilt. He slept until dawn, but his body was awake before his mind. Before he opened his eyes, he unconsciously grabbed the kitten sleeping in the quilt with his hand, and punched with his other hand.
Boxing… Boxing was unsuccessful.
Feeling some invisible obstruction, his vision became clear now. He turned slightly and saw the hand clasping his fingers beside the bed.
The owner of the hand was leaning on the chair, sleeping with his eyes closed. He was the eldest senior brother who should not be here and should have gone back to rest.
Judging from his clothes and the position he was sitting, it didn't look like he had left and come back, but rather that he hadn't left at all.
“…”
There is no need to think about it at all, you can guess that it was me who was half asleep and half awake yesterday and did something unconsciously, and forcibly pulled the person away.
Waking up in the morning with an additional crime, the criminal Lin wiped his face with his free hand and sat up from the bed. In order to make the person on the chair sleep more comfortably, he tried to gently pull his criminal little hand out of the person's hand and destroy the crime scene at the same time.
“Shua——”
He swore that he just moved slightly, and before he could pull his hand out, the person sitting on the chair opened his eyes instantly, and at the same time exerted force with his hands, tightly gripping his hand which he had no time to pull out at all, with such great force that veins popped out on the back of his hand.
When he just opened his eyes, there was nothing to hide, and the turbulent emotions in those eyes were so directly presented. He was startled, thinking that he had seen it wrong, and tentatively called out: "Big Brother?"
The eldest brother sitting on the chair came back to his senses, closed his eyes, and opened them again. His eyes returned to normal and he responded with a "good morning".
It seems to be an illusion. The person had already woken up with his hands still clenched, and there was no time to destroy the scene, so Lin Zhusheng honestly apologized for forcing the person to stay.
Perhaps because he had rested for a night, the redness in the eldest brother’s eyes faded a lot and he didn’t look as tired anymore. His eyes fell on the still clasped hands, and he finally slowly loosened his hands and said, "It's not your problem."
We don't arrest people randomly. It's impossible for someone to sit here all night on his own initiative. It was obvious that this was just to comfort himself, and Lin Zhusheng thanked his considerate senior brother.
Wen Baizhou stood up from his seat, lit the lamp, and said, "The Great Elder came last night, but you were sleeping, so I let him rest first. You get dressed, and I'll go find him after you're done."
The Great Elder had also been looking for someone these days, but he was looking in other places in the South China Sea, and he ran too far away. When he got the news and came back, it was already late at night, which was not a good time to meet.
Lin Zhusheng then got up and put on his clothes one by one. The eldest brother helped him tie up his white hair which was a mess when he was sleeping.
After he had almost finished cleaning up, he ate his breakfast and the eldest senior brother left the room to find the great elder.
When the door in the room was opened again, Lin, who ate snacks every day, had already finished one dumpling. When he was hesitating whether to have a second one, he heard hurried footsteps outside.
Then there was the sound of the door opening, and a dusty old man with white hair walked into the room. He walked too fast, looking in the direction of the bed as he entered the room. He didn't pay attention to his feet and almost tripped over the threshold, but he didn't care at all and just asked, "How is your injury now?"
Looking at the anxious little old man, Lin Zhusheng saw a familiar face after the eldest brother. He stopped eating snacks. He hugged his eldest brother and cried yesterday, and today he wanted to complain to the great elder. He stood up from the chair and ran towards the little old man.
The old man just gave him half a glance, and turned slightly in another direction. His eyes were still searching the room, but he didn't find the person he was looking for. He frowned immediately and asked Wen Baizhou next to him where his apprentice was.
“…”
The emotional heart stopped beating, and the apprentice Lin's running steps stopped. The wide noodles in his eyes were instantly withdrawn. His face was as calm as his heart. He stood aside and uttered a simple and direct voice: "Stinky old man."
Such a familiar voice, especially the familiar name.
The stinky old man who was still looking for someone turned around immediately. No matter how he looked, he could only see a person looking at him with a pair of calm eyes.
"?"
Eyes like a dead fish, a very arrogant and cocky attitude, but a completely different face, and I don't know where the white hair came from. The Great Elder was shocked, the Great Elder was confused, the Great Elder was silent. After a moment of silence, he raised his head again and tried to say something, "You..."
The person standing opposite him said calmly before he finished speaking: "If you ask me who I am, you can expect to be called a stinky old man for the rest of your life."
The great elder who was about to ask: "..."
Well, now he knew who it was.
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