Chapter 134

"Jianmu? Shit Jianmu, what does this have to do with me? "

Yang Qiu's face was confused, smiling and resolute for a while. After a long time, he smiled and said to himself:

"This is also an opportunity. The cultivation world can't soar. I'm in the world now. Is it God's will?"

Thinking of this, he frowned again and said nothing. After a long time, he looked at master Lin and said sincerely:

"Old man, anyway, I'll listen to what you said as a story."

Mr. Lin thought for a moment, smiled and said:

"What the little Lord says is what he says. I will only arrange it according to what I should do. Zero one game will be your hitter in the future. You can hit whoever you want."

Yang Qiu also thought in advance that most of the zero one game would be involved with himself. However, he didn't expect that master Lin turned the zero one game into his own private armed force.

He thought about it, and a very sincere smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"Sir, I have two requests. You must promise me."

Mr. Lin certainly didn't dare to say anything. He was looking for such a person 50 years ago and found it now. It's conceivable that Yang Qiu would not hesitate even if he asked him to do something. "

"Young Lord, please command!"

Yang Qiu smiled and said:

"The first thing is that you are not allowed to call me the little Lord. You can call me yang Qiu, call me a boy, call me sun's son-in-law, but you can't call me the little Lord."

"I see... Huh?"

Mr. Lin just said two words clearly, and suddenly he was stupid.

Grandson in law?

He suddenly got a little excited, but Yang Qiu smiled, shook her head and said:

"Grandpa Lin, don't get excited. Anyway, I can't run away with bing'er. I'll call you Grandpa sooner or later. Therefore, don't mention the little Lord. No matter who arranged what, I'll go my own way."

Master Lin's generation of owls, of course, would not adhere to anything in a title or attitude, and immediately agreed to Yang Qiu.

"Another thing is zero one. I don't want others to know that zero one is the power in my hand. Do you understand?"

Master Lin nodded, smiled and said:

"Of course I know. Cards are always hidden. I really want to see the expression of those old guys who are scared to death after they come to the door."

"I don't think so."

Yang Qiu smiled and shook her head:

"I don't know why they want to deal with me. Is it because I'm helpless?"

Mr. Lin shook his head and said in a positive tone:

"Yang Qiu, that's not the case. I can guess that you are reborn. Naturally, the old and immortal in those sects can also guess that they just don't want changes in the things they plan."

Yang Qiu smiled:

"What are they planning?"

Master Lin sighed:

"Of course, it's Jianmu. Let Ji Qinghe tell you about it. He was originally selected to participate in the trip to the holy palace in zero one game, but now it's on you."

"What's the trip to the temple?"

As soon as his voice fell, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Lin Yilong's indifferent voice and Ji Qinghe's improper laughter could be heard.

Yang Qiu couldn't help laughing. This guy broke into Lin's house. Obviously, Lin Yilong and his third brother couldn't stop him.

Thinking of his terrible strength, it is estimated that ten third brothers can't stop it.

When he opened the door, he saw Lin Yilong's face was cold and fierce, and he couldn't move all over. Behind him, the third brother's face was gloomy, but he didn't dare to do it at all. More than a dozen bodyguards of the Lin family watched anxiously that the guild leader was controlled, but they didn't dare to do it at all.

Ji Qinghe put his hand on Lin Yilong's shoulder, smiling and breaking his mouth as he walked:

"I said Lao Lin, why don't you believe me? Your father and I are friends. We have had a relationship for many years. Why do you have to stop me? Is this asking for hardship? I say I'm powerful, but you don't believe me, boy. Raise the muzzle of your gun so as not to hurt your guild leader by mistake. "

What kind of person is Lin Yilong? When was he so controlled in his life? His chest heaved with anger, but there was no way.

He was extremely frightened. If this guy wanted to do something, he was afraid that none of the Lin family would survive.

"Well, let uncle Lin go."

Yang Qiu drank angrily. Ji Qinghe immediately released his hand with a smile. Like a monkey, he dodged into the house. The gunmen outside were about to rush in. Yang Qiu stopped them with a wry smile and said:

"Uncle Lin, this guy is... A friend of the old man. Please bear it."

Lin Yilong's face was livid and he was about to speak, but Yang Qiu winked at him. He had to nod slowly and then drink slowly:

"It's all right. It's a little unexpected. Let's get back."

The third brother and the gunman withdrew. Lin Yilong glared at Yang Qiu and shouted:

"How did you get here? Who is that bastard? "

In front of the future father-in-law's pole, Yang Qiu has no hard qualification at all. He can only accompany a smiling face and vaguely say a little about Ji Qinghe's origin. As for the zero one game, since the old man didn't talk to Lin Yilong, of course he can't say too much.

At this time, Ji Qinghe said loudly in master Lin's study:

"Lao Lin, I won't go tonight. I have to complain at your house in the future. Please prepare a room for me. It's best to take a bath in a luxury suite. Don't worry. It's reimbursed."

Lin Yilong stamped his feet angrily, turned and left.

Yang Qiu turned and entered the room with a bitter smile. Ji Qinghe was sitting opposite the old man. The old man looked at him with a slight frown and shouted:

"You son of a bitch, why haven't you got one?"

Ji Qinghe obviously had a good relationship with the old man and smiled shamelessly:

"Elder, I have a high seniority. You are my uncle. Isn't it normal for me to call your son Lao Lin? By the way, your granddaughter heard that she was colluding with this guy. Yang Qiu, come on, call uncle to listen."

Yang Qiu was so angry that if he hadn't been in master Lin's study, he was afraid to pull out his sword on the spot and chop the guy with broken mouth into the soil.

Mr. Lin closes the book, stands up, hums and goes out. Ji Qinghe turns to look at Yang Qiu and smiles unfathomably:

"Where did you say?"

"Speaking of what temple you're going to!"

"Not me."

Ji Qinghe looked at Yang Qiu and shook his head firmly:

"You're going."

Yang Qiu looked at Ji Qinghe quietly and said sincerely:

"Why should I go? Where is that temple? What is it? "

"Baby, countless babies. And there is no danger, that is, sightseeing, eating and drinking, accompanied by my sister. Go, go on behalf of zero one bureau. All the treasures you get belong to yourself. You just need to turn in one thing. I'm jealous of you. I went to such a good job, but you were robbed by a guy who came out of the soil. "

Ji Qinghe looked at Yang Qiu and smiled brightly, as if there were no conspiracy, but Yang Qiu saw through this guy's sinister intentions at a glance.

"You're the one who came out of the earth. Don't fucking nonsense, what temple."

Ji Qinghe smiled when he saw that Yang Qiu's face was almost black, and then said in a straight face:

"Fuxi temple, in Kunlun Mountain, the five sects and zero one bureau each hold a map of Fuxi temple. The temple is opened once a hundred years. This year is just a hundred years."

"What's in there?"

Ji Qinghe shrugged and said:

"I don't know. In a word, it's said that there are treasures like clouds. There are at least artifact and immortal tools in it. Your sword is just a spirit tool. There are all kinds of pills and resources. The temple of the ancient Fuxi great God, brother, let's give full play to your imagination."

In such a big event, this guy must not pull any moths. Yang Qiu thought and said:

"What do you want when you go in?"

"Cultivate the soil of Jianmu."

"Soil?"

"That is, the earth of five colors. The stone used by the sage Nuwa to mend the sky in those days grew out of the soil. This is the treasure of the sage Nuwa."

Yang Qiuyi frowned and asked:

"Why is Nuwa the sage's treasure in Fuxi temple?"

Ji Qinghe couldn't help but reach out and slap him on his forehead. He looked at Yang Qiu as if he were looking at an idiot.

"It's over. This trip to the holy palace has failed more than half."

Yang Qiu had a fever on his face. He shouted angrily:

"How do I know these things?"

Ji Qinghe sighed and said in earnest:

"Children, there is something called books. We must read more."

Yang Qiu couldn't help it any longer. With a flash of sword in her hand, she was about to chop the bastard with a sword.

Ji Qinghe quickly waved his hand with a smile:

"Well, well, I said, this Nu Wa saint was Fu Xi's wife. He was a couple. Naturally, good things should be put together and eat fruits. We have a plan, which is at least several times better than others. Therefore, you only need to get this land after you go in, and we even succeed more than half."

Yang Qiu took a breath and said faintly:

"Where did we come from?"

"Because in addition to the map, we also have a diary a hundred years ago."

"Where is it?"

"Tell you slowly."