Chapter 188: Your nephew is not as talented as you in acting

Above the Imperial Temple, the sky was full of rosy clouds, and cranes were circling. Four people stood on the cloud. One of them was wearing a wide-sleeved Taoist robe, a silver crown and a precious bead, brushing the dust with his hands, and standing out from the dust. Behind him, one was wearing dark gold and silver embroidery, and the other was wearing feathered clothes, like clouds in March.

Next to these three people stood a monk, wearing a green and jade-colored cassock.

The sun fell on the clouds, and the clothes of the four people were shining, sparkling, and the emperor couldn't open his eyes.

The eunuch behind him squinted his eyes and thought to himself, my God, in broad daylight, the old Yuan family's ancestral tomb is emitting green smoke.

The emperor was thinking that he and his eunuch were at odds. Oh my god, in broad daylight, is the Yuan family's temple going to be destroyed?

The Yuan family has done a lot of bad things, but they have also done a lot of good things.

So he said with great fear, "I wonder how many... immortals have come to my Great Zhou. What are they doing?"

A cold female voice came from the clouds, without any sadness or joy, "I brought my senior brother's beloved disciple here. Now he is about to be reborn as an immortal. Before that, he must cut off his worldly ties. He can't let go of the people of the Great Zhou, so I brought him here to take a last look."

The emperor was confused by these words, and his old face wrinkled his eyebrows subconsciously, and then he heard a familiar but much lower male voice coming from the clouds.

"Uncle, it's me. I came back to see."

The word "Uncle" confused Yuan Qi. He looked up and squinted his old eyes to look carefully, but he still couldn't determine which one was Yuan Ye. His eyes swayed back and forth, and he called out to the figure in colorful clothes and feathers, "Yuan Ye?"

"Uncle!" Yuan Ye called affectionately.

"Yuan Ye!" The emperor was sure that his nephew liked to wear glittering costumes, and walked forward happily.

A person rushed down from the cloud.

"Uncle!" A tall and strong young man wearing a silver Taoist robe landed in front of the emperor, with tears in his eyes, and his hands held the arm of this uncle.

Yuan Qi was stunned for a moment, and then he also held his nephew's hand with his backhand, "You have lost weight! And you have grown taller. Did the national teacher really take you to the fairy island on the sea?"

Look at this big change, the robe is so plain, it is indeed a person who is going to be a fairy.

But fortunately, at least he didn't become a monk.

Lin Du was still in the clouds, communicating with Wei Zhi, "Is there any problem with the temple?"

"No." Wei Zhi replied.

Lin Du withdrew her consciousness, and she didn't notice it, and Wei Zhi didn't notice it either, which means that there is probably no problem.

"Go back to their ancestral tombs." Lin Du decided.

Lin Du specializes in lifting people's coffins, and he has never known what is immoral.

Wei Zhi nodded, "It is indeed very likely, let's go tomorrow. Your nephew is not as talented as you in acting, and it's a bit exaggerated now."

Thunder but no rain, the uncle and nephew patted each other on the back again and again, crying bitterly, and the tears were not as much as the tongue that fell from eating candy yesterday.

Lin Du closed his eyes, "It's useless."

The uncle and nephew's acting skills are inherited from generation to generation, which makes people sick.

If there is green smoke coming out of the ancestral tomb of the old Yuan family, it must have been blown up by someone.

Ni Jinxuan tugged at Lin Du's sleeve, looked at the scene of the loving uncle and filial son on the ground, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't Yuan Ye say that the emperor is in danger?"

Lin Du sighed, "So you don't understand."

The emperor below was already asking with tears in his eyes, "I heard from the fairy that you are here to sever your ties with the world. How long do you plan to stay? Take one last look at our Great Zhou? Now that the border is peaceful, Xixia has been conquered by Xie Yu, and life is getting better. How many times have you been here? Take a look, take a look, do you still like to listen to opera? Are there any operas on the fairy island?"

Lin Du translated to Ni Jinxuan in real time, "This is to test whether Yuan Ye intends to stay, whether he is here to seize his throne, and when he will leave."

Ni Jinxuan's eyes widened, "Is that so?"

Yuan Ye replied, "No chance, but with the blessing of my ancestors, I am sawing wood on the fairy island. Because I am good at sawing wood, my master said that I am hardworking and willing to take me to practice."

"Sawing wood is good, sawing wood is good." Yuan Qi put his arm around Yuan Ye's shoulders, "But the immortals above won't mind you doing this, right?"

"That's my uncle," Yuan Ye paused, "I lost my temper because I missed my relatives, it's nothing. After that, my uncle cut off my relationship with him, and I can no longer remember anything from the past. Although my uncle is a little cold and everyone on the Fairy Island is a little afraid of her, she is the most talented person on the Fairy Island and the future Fairy."

Lin Du continued to translate, "Yuan Ye meant that I am very powerful, don't mess with me, he has no ability, he has just been favored by the master, and he will leave, and after he leaves, he will not remember anything about the world, and will not compete with him for the throne."

Yuan Qi sighed in his heart after hearing this, "You have suffered!"

"It's not hard, just serve the people." Yuan Ye dragged his uncle's arm, "It's good as long as the world is peaceful."

Lin Du closed his eyes and didn't want to translate.

Wei Zhi thought for a while, "Who taught you this?"

"Me." Lin Du glanced at him lazily, "What's the matter? We Taoists take the lives of the people in the world as our responsibility."

Wei Zhi didn't say anything, just smiled, "Nothing, I think this sentence is good."

Lin Du hummed, of course, it's a famous saying of a great man.

A group of people were invited to a palace. Yuan Ye held Yuan Qi's hand, his eyes red, "Uncle."

Yuan Qi's eyes were also red, "Ye'er, is there anything else you need? I'll ask someone to accompany you for a walk."

"I need money." Yuan Ye said straightforwardly, "There's no money on the fairy island. I want to take my junior sister to the human world to show my hospitality."

"Okay, okay." Yuan Qi smiled and patted his shoulder, "I'll find a ceremonial officer to accompany you for a walk."

"How is Qingyu now? He was my companion when I was a child and he always took the blame for me. I want to see him again." Although Yuan Ye didn't know why his junior uncle was thinking about his companion, he also wanted to see him, so he spoke up.

"Okay, okay." Yuan Qi agreed immediately, and then said he had to deal with government affairs and went out. He didn't let go of the corners of his mouth until he returned to the palace, with a solemn face.

A young man in a purple robe had been waiting at the door. When he saw him, he bowed, "Your Majesty."

"Yuan Ye is back, and he brought a Taoist master with him. The Taoist master actually sent Yuan Ye to the fairy island. Did you see it all?"

"Yes, there was no trickery or tampering. It must be real." Xie Yu stood up and bowed his head.

"There are gods in the world," the emperor frowned, "He wants to see you, you go for me and test it out."

The young man bowed, "Minister, obey your order."

The purple-robed young man strode out and entered and exited the palace without hindrance. The attendants all held their breath and trembled with fear.

Inside the palace, Yuan Ye looked at the refreshments on the table and was introducing them to Jin Xuan. Lin Du's eyes were burning, but Wei Zhi's face beside him had three big words written on it: "You can't."

Suddenly, a salute came from outside the door, "I have seen the Grand Marshal!"

Yuan Ye's smiling face when explaining to Jin Xuan paused, and he looked up. A man came against the light, with a heavy murderous aura on his body, cold eyebrows and eyes, and his handsome face was ruined by two tattoos, which made him look a little gloomy and evil. He walked steadily, just like a demon in the world.

He vaguely recalled the time when he and Xie Yu skipped classes and climbed over the wall to play on the street, went to the shops to look for old books, antiques and toys, put the good ones in their arms, and went to the restaurant to have a good meal together. There was nothing that Xie Yu couldn't win in playing Cuju and throwing pots.

Yuan Ye called his courtesy name, "Xie Qingyu, you are here."

Xie Yu stood a few steps in front of the table and bowed, "Xie Yu has seen King Xuan."

Yuan Ye's smile suddenly froze at his lips.

I want to buy osmanthus flowers and carry wine together, but it's not like the young boy's travel.

The copper bells beside the table rang, and Ni Jinxuan moved uneasily. A dark light flashed in Xie Yu's dark eyes. He raised his head to look at the source of the sound, and a bony hand suddenly pressed the girl.

A deep female voice sounded, "Thank you

, General." Xie Yu looked at the person who was speaking. The woman was wearing a Taoist robe and a silver crown. Her eyebrows were deep and searching. There was no smile on her face. She looked at him as if he were an ant. "I am Lin Du, the uncle of King Xuan you mentioned. Please call him by his name. He has nothing to do with this royal family in the future."

The Great Zhou Dynasty was not any dynasty in Lin Du's memory, but Lin Du was not without historical common sense.

A person who had been tattooed could actually sit in the position of general. He must not be underestimated.

At least this person has committed a lot of murders.

Xie Yu and Lin Du looked at each other for a moment, then retracted their gazes and nodded slightly, "Yes."

He turned to look at Yuan Ye, "Long time no see."

Wei Zhi seemed to be thinking about something and sent a message to Lin Du, "There's something strange about him."

Lin Du remained calm, "There's a smell of a corpse, but not much. It's very strange, I can't explain it."

"He has a soul-gathering wood on him, something that only exists in the spiritual world." Wei Zhi added.

Lin Du tilted his head to glance at Wei Zhi, and suddenly understood something, "Actually, we came here for another important task. A cultivator defected from our sect a few years ago. I wonder if General Xie, who has been in the court for many years, has ever known that there was a Taoist causing trouble?"

Xie Yu looked at Lin Du again, then smiled slightly, his eyes pointed, "If it is the national teacher that Yuan Ye mentioned, I have already killed him."

Lin Du lowered his eyes, his eyes swept over his hands hanging at his sides, thoughtfully, and transmitted to Wei Zhi, "Something is wrong."

"It's wrong, he's not looking at your eyes, he's looking at your eyebrows. He looks at you without dodging, but he's actually lying."

Wei Zhi smiled, "This guy is quite interesting."

Lin Du understood, "Look back closely, I suspect..."

"The Imperial Master is not dead." Yuan Ye sent a message, "I have the Imperial Master's birth date and made a soul-chasing talisman on the way. When Xie Yu came, the talisman on my chest burned up. It was a close call. It almost burned me to death."

Lin Du: ... You are worthy of it.