Chapter 54

"Son of a thousand gold, sit down. You did the right thing. It's not humiliating."

"Grandpa is right. My grandson has been taught."

"The little Lin guy is angry. It's interesting. What does he want to say? He is cheerful, but I am not. "

"Grandpa said yes."

China, capital.

Dongsi hutong is close to the root of the ancient imperial city. There are more than ten quadrangles here. Everyone who can live here is a famous figure in the whole country of China.

In the back garden of the Sanjin quadrangle on the far right and the innermost, an old man is sitting. He is dressed in a straight gray tunic, his hair is dark, and combs it meticulously. Most of his head has no hair on his forehead, and there are no wrinkles on his face. Each wrinkle represents a momentum.

The momentum is like a rainbow, not angry but arrogant.

No word can describe him too much.

The Lin family can occupy the best of these more than ten quadrangles, which shows the position of the Lin family in the capital.

"Come on, tell me about Yang Qiu."

Ye Suifeng stood behind the old man, carefully facing the old man, introduced everything he had about Yang Qiu, and then frowned:

"I didn't think too much, but Yang Qiu's performance is really... Too weird."

Lin Lao seems to have a good spirit. He is very kind and dignified. Although he is very old, his skin is still very healthy. He has powerful hands. It is not difficult to imagine that such hands can control such a powerful and even terrible family.

"Weird? Hehe, in this world, there are always many strange people and strange things. You are too young and many things are normal if you don't know. "

It seemed that he noticed Ye Suifeng's surprise and curiosity. Old Lin smiled faintly, but didn't say anything more.

"You can't stay in the capital all the time. You'd better go back to Shanghai."

When ye Suifeng heard Lin Lao say this, his face suddenly became dignified. What happened to Shanghai, he would grasp the most accurate information at the first time all the time. Now he is really a little afraid.

Grandpa is right. The golden son is sitting in the hall. He doesn't have to fight Yang Qiu with his own life.

Besides, ye Suifeng has never met a guy who wants to kill so directly.

In fact, this is a misunderstanding of Ye Suifeng.

For example, if ye Shao wants to crush a small person casually, he doesn't even need to do it. An understatement can lead to the collapse of a family, the decline of a company, and even the fragmentation of a family.

Similarly, it is precisely because he has a strong strength and background that others can not retaliate against him, and those people with the same status can not really rely on special means to solve him, so he has always maintained this situation of superficial harmony and secret confrontation.

But now, in Yang Qiu's eyes, he is nothing.

He doesn't know that Yang Qiu is not a person in this world at all. To put it bluntly, Yang Qiu is not a person in this plane, but comes from a higher level than this plane, just like the difference between man and ant. Although he has become an ant, he still has the ability of owner. Do you expect a person who has become an ant to treat himself as an ant?

It's like an immortal in a fantasy novel who suddenly comes to the mortal world and attaches himself to the mortal body. Will he regard himself as a mortal?

Therefore, even if ye Suifeng is the emperor in the mortal world, Yang Qiu falls on a beggar. For beggars, the emperor is just a weed.

Ye Suifeng's expression became a little bitter. He stared at Lin Lao and his voice was full of astringency:

"Grandpa, I'm afraid I'll disgrace the Lin family if I go back like this."

Old Lin looked at Ye Suifeng:

"I will ask someone to protect you. You must respect him."

Lin Lao's words made Ye Suifeng's heart twitch fiercely.

Grandpa used two words.

Please!

Respect!

What kind of identity is Grandpa? In the whole country of China, he doesn't need to say a word of invitation to anyone. As for respect, only others respect him. When is it his turn to respect others?

What's more, he's over 80 years old. Who else needs his respect?

Seeing ye Suifeng's expression dull, old Lin's eyes flashed a light. This detail was captured by Ye Suifeng. He asked a question he was most concerned about:

"Who... Is this man?"

After taking a deep look at Ye Suifeng, old Lin said faintly:

"A strange man, a strange man who must be respectful and polite even when I see him."

When old Lin said this, his fingers trembled gently.

"Just, let me tell you a little bit. Help me up."

Ye Suifeng hurried up and helped old Lin up from his chair. Old Lin began to walk around the back garden and said faintly:

"What do you think of the strength of the two bodyguards grandpa sent you?"

Ye Suifeng looked at Lin and nodded:

"It's very strong, and there's no better person in the country."

Lin nodded and said:

"Indeed, they are very powerful, but there are still many people who are more powerful than them, but they are not ordinary people."

"Not ordinary people?"

"Yes, they don't ask about the world and don't care about the outside world. They have a name called practitioners."

Ye Suifeng couldn't help laughing and said:

"Grandpa, are you kidding?"

Old Lin glanced at Ye Suifeng lightly:

"What I said is true. There is such a mysterious person in this world. They are powerful and no one knows. I doubt that Yang Qiu is such a person. I also read that video. It's completely beyond the reach of manpower. If such a person wants to attack you, indeed, you don't even know how to die. "

Ye Suifeng couldn't help but feel cold all over.

Old Lin sighed:

"Unexpectedly, Shang Hai has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. He is a young man who is actually a practitioner. This can also explain why he has been a waste for so many years. Only in this way can he deceive everyone. It seems that there must be a teacher behind him. You have attracted a powerful opponent to the Lin family and the Ye family."

Ye Suifeng's cold sweat suddenly came down. He said in fear:

"Grandpa, I...!"

Lin nodded and smiled faintly:

"Panic what? Although the practitioner is powerful, how powerful can he be as a young man in his early twenties? I'm only worried about the school behind him, but now it seems that he has no background. Prepare and go back tomorrow. "

Ye Suifeng was very happy. He immediately bowed respectfully to the old man, then turned and went out.

He knows that grandpa has made a thorough investigation of Yang Qiu these days. Presumably, his means are limited to this.

Thinking that he almost ran away, I was afraid that a very bad image had been left in the hearts of the giants in the south of the Yangtze River. Ye Suifeng's heart burned.

This time back, it's time to really show your fangs.

After ye left with the wind, old Lin walked around the garden again, and then gave a faint command:

"Stand by."

Behind him, in the shade of the garden, a slight but clear voice sounded:

"Yes, sir."

A very ordinary Volkswagen car slowly opened out from the back door of the courtyard, slowly drove into the main street from the alley, and then began to turn around the root of the ancient imperial city. More than half an hour later, the car came to a door in the right corner of the ancient imperial city.

The ancient imperial city was called the Forbidden City in the imperial dynasty, and now it is officially called the Forbidden City. It is a palace group that only opens a small part of the space to visitors. Many places are desolate and desolate, just like ghost houses.

In addition to the opening part, in the right corner of the ancient imperial city, there is a clean palace. Outside the palace, a large number of bodhi trees are planted. Usually, it is filled with smoke and constant aroma.

As soon as you enter the door, you can hear if there is no Sanskrit singing. Here is a lama temple.

After getting out of the car, old Lin walked piously into a fat small door of the palace. After entering, he first saluted a Buddha statue in front of the palace respectfully. Then, a small Lama, no more than five or six years old, who was carved in powder and jade, came over with his hands folded and said to him:

"Master knows you're coming. Come with me."

Lin Lao clasped his hands respectfully to a small man who was worthy of his great grandson:

"Thank you, little guru."

The little monk didn't speak any more. He took Lin Lao into the hall.

The main hall is very simple. It is still a Buddha statue, several futons, and a haggard Lama who is meditating with his eyes closed.

After Lin went in, he knelt down to one of the futons. The big monk slightly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"I already know what you asked me. I'm just such a disciple. I'll lend it to you for three months."

Lin kowtowed his thanks and then said respectfully:

"Living Buddha, can you tell me the origin of that man?"

Two fine lights flashed in the Lama's eyes, and two ha ha laughter suddenly burst out in his mouth. His tone became a little uncertain:

"One drink and one peck, isn't it Tianding? In those years, you gave me a place to live. Today, I will repay your kindness. From now on, I won't see you and you won't see me."

Old Lin sighed and wanted to talk. The old Lama said calmly:

"You are murderous and greedy. I can't help you. Please go back."

Lin Lao didn't say anything more. He took a deep look at the old Lama, then got up and left here.

After the little lama sent Lin out, he turned back. The old Lama looked up at him with difficulty and said faintly:

"The living and killing Buddha of the reincarnation of the tenth generation, you go. This is your opportunity and your blessing."

The little lama put his hands together and a wisp of Brahma singing sounded in the high air outside the temple.

At the next moment, a desolate and incomparable murderous spirit rushed into the sky from the wind with this wisp of Sanskrit singing.