Lin Wanshui's face showed a thick worry and melancholy, and she couldn't help asking-

"Brother Zhao, what do you think we should do next?"

Surrounded by green bamboos.

Lin Qiyuan, Lin Wanshui, and Zhao Xiang discussed secretly in the inner hall for a long time.

In the end, Zhao Xiang came up with a more feasible ingenious strategy.

After a day and a night, a message that "the castle master is seriously ill and has died in the Forgotten Dust Nunnery" immediately spread throughout Tianfeng Castle.

According to the last words of the castle owner, the mourning hall was set up in the meditation hall of the Forgotten Dust Temple.

The owner of the castle explained that the funeral was simple, and no idle people were allowed to enter.

The first qiē was presided over by the eldest son, Lin Yuting, and the second son, Lin Wanshui, tried his best to assist.

For the safety and future development of Tianfeng Castle, the eldest prince and the second prince jointly issued the order of the late castle lord:

"Everyone in the castle, no matter who you are, must strictly block the news of the death of the castle master to the outside world, and must not leak any relevant news!"

"The second son, Lin Wanshui, is in charge of this matter with the jade plate of the castle master, if there is a violation of the order, there will be no forgiveness!"

On the first day of the funeral, Erniang and all the close relatives in the castle came to worship the castle owner.

Erniang cried so much that she was almost dead, as if the loss of the castle owner really made her hurt to the bone marrow and bitter to the heart.

Seeing her crying so darkly, Zhao Xiang, who was secretly invisible, also sighed, and was almost deceived by Erniang.

And those who don't know the truth all deeply feel that Erniang is the most affectionate and true to the castle owner, and some people are even moved to tears.

Several close relatives naturally had tears in their eyes, their faces full of sadness, and they bowed and bowed to the lord of the castle on the spiritual bed.

The day passed quietly in the calm and quiet.

The old nun who was in the secret room, that is, the eldest lady in Lin Wanshui's mouth, said to Zhao Xiang at this moment: "Master Zhao, do you think you have to judge correctly?

"The old nun has been practicing for hundreds of years, and I don't want to ruin my reputation because of your words this time!"

Zhao Xiang explained bitterly, "How do you want me to believe it, the master of the nunnery?"

"Didn't the owner of the nunnery discover the strangeness hidden between the few people?"

"Between Lin Yuting and Erniang, there must be something unscrupulous, I believe in my judgment, and I can't be wrong. ”

The old nun, who was also the owner of the nunnery, was furious, tried his best to suppress his voice, and shouted angrily at Zhao Xiang - "The donor Hugh has to talk nonsense about my son again, otherwise he will destroy you!"

Zhao Xiong smiled and continued unconcernedly, "Master of the Nunnery, he is wearing a superb human skin mask, how can you tell the difference?!"

"Don't get angry, if you look closely, you'll see an unknown dark mark at the base of his left ear. ”

"That's the sign of wearing a human skin mask!"

"I'm sure he's definitely not the biological son of the owner of the nunnery!"

"Where is the owner's own son now, whether he is alive or dead, no one can judge!"

"If the owner of the nunnery wants to know the exact news, from the mouth of this fake Lin Yuting, I think he may be able to get one or two!"

Lao Ni actually couldn't completely forget the mortal things, after all, the son named Lin Yuting still made her worry.

The moment Zhao Xiang told her about these things last night, Lao Ni didn't believe it at all.

But under the guidance of Zhao Xiang.

She caught the strange secret consciousness that spied into the Forgotten Dust Temple.

This kind of living fact made her have to believe it, but out of vigilance against Zhao Xiang, she was also skeptical.

After hearing Zhao Xiang tell her that there would be no eggs under the nest, she was moved.

So she had to act according to the strategy set by the Lin family's father and son, that is, Zhao Xiang.

After listening to the old nun's words, Zhao Xiang immediately said to the old nun, "No matter how much the owner of the nunnery has prejudices against the lord of the castle, I will give a strict warning. ”

"If you don't want the Heavenly Wind Castle to be destroyed, if you want to get any information about your own son—"

"Then you have to calm down!"

"Say something that the owner doesn't like to hear, if the Heavenly Wind Castle is really destroyed, hum!"

"Including your own son Lin Yuting, if he really suffers or dies, the culprit is you!"

Lao Ni had completely lost his cool at this time, and returned to the red dust from the realm of immortals and Buddhas - "You fart, I have given all my youth to Lin Qiyuan, do you know?"

"If it weren't for me, would Tianfeng Castle have the grandeur and momentum it has now?"

"If it weren't for me, would Lin Qi's cultivation realm be able to ascend to the god transformation stage?"

"However, he likes that little vixen, but he gave birth to a son Lin Wanshui with that little vixen!"

"You say, how can he do this to me?!"

"I gave him all my heart, but what about the result, the result?!"

As soon as he heard Lao Nun's words, Zhao Xiang felt a little unhappy in his heart, after all, this Lin Wanshui was the reincarnation of his biological father.

He hurriedly interrupted Lao Ni's words and said, "What results do you say?"

"It's Lin Wanshui's mother who died of depression!"

"It's this charming and unknown Erniang who took advantage of the void!"

"Even your own son is likely to suffer or even die!"

"It's you, the former husband, and the current castle master, who almost lost his life!"

"Is it like the danger in the depths of the Wind Castle today, the danger everywhere, the precariousness and the storm?"

"What else are you going to say, what else are you going to say?"

"Do you still think that this qiē result can't extinguish the burning anger in your personal heart?"

"Are you still ready to stubbornly insist on destroying the last wisp of life in the Heavenly Wind Castle with impulse and brutality?"

Zhao Xiang didn't give Lao Ni time to interject, and continued his stormy storm - "Nunnery master, I, Zhao Xiong, have nothing to do with your Tianfeng Castle!"

"I, Zhao Xiong, don't have anything to do with the owner of the nunnery!"

"I'm helping you like this for the sake of seeing Lin Wanshui as if you were old friends!"

"I propose to build yì completely for the sake of Uncle Lin Qiyuan's integrity and amiability!"

"Since you are so high-flying and domineering, unrepentant and stubborn, since you are so obsessed with personal gains and losses, grievances and hatred!"

"Okay, I'll take Brother Lin Wanshui away immediately, and let you completely mess up and destroy Tianfeng Castle!"

"Finally, I want to remind you that there is a group of secret killers in the capital who are about to arrive at the Forgotten Dust Temple!"

"With your ability, hehe, don't underestimate you, even if there are ten more, you are definitely not an opponent!"

"One of them is a master of the Mahayana period, you just wait for the extinction of Tianfeng Castle!"

"You just wait to collect your son's body and be grief-stricken!"

After speaking, Zhao Xiang turned around and left without hesitation.

When Zhao Xiang just stepped out of the door of the secret room and continued to walk forward.

Lao Ni gritted his teeth fiercely, and flew in front of Zhao Xiang, there was no anger and anger in his voice, only sincerity - "Zhao Gongzi, you, you, you still want to stay, can I invite you?"

"Alas, being a young lady at home is spoiled by her parents, and when she arrives at her husband's house, she is spoiled by her husband. ”

"I always think that others should be according to their own nature, and I can't stand any grievances. ”

"Today's words from the son are like an empowerment, which gives me a sense of seeing the sun. ”

"I knew I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Please ask Zhao Gongzi to stay and help the Lin family survive this catastrophe......"

As she spoke, the old nun actually covered her eyes with her hands and began to cry.