"Master, please stop!"

Out of trust, Lin Hai kept the movement of lifting the stick motionless. Xiao An quickly ran over and squatted under the tin stick, carefully tugging on something.

The tin staff may be mixed with a different kind of metal, and ordinary people cannot lift it at all. Normally, such a heavy tin staff should be strong and durable, but just after Lin Hai tapped it a few times, the lower end of the tin staff actually cracked and shrank.

Something went wrong and it turned out to be a monster. After lifting it for a long time, Xiao An finally pulled out a thin piece of cloth from the lower end of the cracked tin stick.

Lin Hai opened it and found a message from Master Du Zhen.

Fahai my disciple:

You can go to Leifeng Pagoda to seek the relics as my teacher said, which shows that the fate between you and me as master and disciple is not over yet!

But the power of the demon is far beyond what you and I can match. My master has now invited the golden bodies of all the ancestors to suppress the temple gate. When the demon attacks the temple at night, your senior sister and I will use the beacon as a signal. When you see the island

When the fire light flashes, immediately leave the city to find Master Baiyun. Don't hesitate for a moment!

I have placed the Golden Buddha in front of the Leifeng Pagoda, under the sixth brick on the left hand. You take it and explain everything to Baiyun, and ask him to rush to Youzhou to save us within three months.

If you are unable to come within three months, you can safely stay under Master Baiyun and listen to the church. Unless you understand Mahayana Buddhism or achieve Arhat status, you will never have to avenge us!

Handwritten by Watama.

On the back of the piece of cloth, Lin Hai noticed that there was a line of beautiful small characters. Although there was no signature, there was no one else in Jinshan Temple who had such handwriting. It was left by Nangong.

I saw only one sentence written on the back of Du Zhen's message: Be careful with Mrs. Shi Rui of the City Lord's Mansion.

Mrs. Litmus?

Lin Hai was very sure that he did not recognize this name, and he had never interacted with him in the past ten years.

It was still early in the day, and according to the letter, the night would still be long. Lin Hai was worried that staying by the lake would expose him, so after taking out the golden Buddha, he took the tin staff and planned to go back to the house and wait for the night to come.

Carrying the golden Buddha in his arms, Lin Hai walked with a lot of weight. He secretly thought that if he was really a powerful person who promised verbally, he might not have so much trouble, but he was determined to help. Now he was not only burdened with

Master Duzhen's trust and the entire Buddhist inheritance (Mahayana Buddhism) were in his hands, and Lin Hai couldn't help but feel a little elated for a moment.

Is this what it feels like to be a heroic protagonist? It feels like the responsibility on your shoulders is so heavy, as if the whole world has to be shouldered.

The world needs me and I can change the world.

When Lin Hai returned home, he saw a luxurious carriage parked at the door, and there were soldiers guarding it. Such a formation should undoubtedly be from the city lord's palace.

"Master!"

The concierge at the door saw Lin Hai coming back and greeted him with a smile. The latter nodded and asked if anyone was coming home. The concierge smiled and said:

"It's the city lord and his wife. They came here specially to discuss your marriage with the second Miss Nan!"

Me and Nan Rong?

Lin Hai nodded slightly in surprise. He didn't have much resistance to this marriage, but he felt it was a little too soon and he was not ready to get married yet.

Unexpectedly, he recalled the voice and smile of senior sister Nangong in his mind. Lin Hai couldn't explain what he was thinking. He handed the tin stick to the concierge and put it away. He walked into Master Lin's reception room in a somewhat confused manner.

nave.

Mr. Lin, who was chatting and laughing with the city lord and his wife, laughed and cursed after seeing Lin Hai:

"You brat, you still know how to come back! Why don't you quickly pay your respects to the Lord and his wife!"

Lin Qinghe cursed but had a smile on his face.

The city lord Nan Qianxun still looked like that, but this time they came for their daughter's marriage, with a rare familiarity and casualness in the past. But it was the first time they met the city lord's wife Lin Hai. If Lin Qinghe hadn't introduced him personally, Lin Hai

One almost thinks she is Nan Rong's sister.

Because she is so young and beautiful, at first glance she looks like she was seventeen or eighteen years old at that time, but if you look closely, you can feel the graceful charm accumulated over the years. This kind of beauty that blends far and near makes people see it.

It is unforgettable. It may be too much to say that it brought the country and the city to the top, but I am afraid that it is nothing more than this.

But facing such a beauty, Lin Hai had a strange feeling. He always felt that no matter whether he looked at the city lord's wife from a distance or up close, as long as his eyes were on her, he would always have a hazy beauty like seeing flowers in the mist.

"This junior has met the city lord and his wife."

"There is no need to be so formal. There is no city lord here today. Xiao Hai can just call us uncle and aunt."

Nan Qianxun smiled broadly, and the wife of the city lord beside her also smiled gently and asked:

"You are the Lin Hai that Qirong often talks about, right? You are indeed very handsome, and I heard you are also very talented in literature?"

I knew in my heart that this was Sister Nangong’s biological mother. She was indeed worthy of giving birth to such sisters...

Wait, that's not right. Lin Hai remembered that Nan Rong was a concubine, so this gentle and virtuous lady with a smile might be Nangong's biological mother.

"I have not been blessed since I was a child, and I was not able to leave him a son and a half after following the city lord. I have treated Nangong sisters as my own since I was a child. I am relieved to see Qirong's future husband behave like this this time.

Got it!"

The city lord's wife almost shed tears as she spoke, prompting Nan Qianxun and Mr. Lin to comfort her.

At this moment, the city lord's wife was taking out a silk scarf to wipe her tears, but Lin Hai suddenly felt that the golden Buddha in his arms suddenly shook, and a strange wind blew out of nowhere in the hall, blowing the silk handkerchief in the lady's hand to Lin Hai's feet.

Lin Hai bent over to pick it up and accidentally caught a glimpse of a stone character embroidered on the silk handkerchief. The words Nangong left for him suddenly came to mind.

Beware Mrs. Litmus!

Under the noon sun, he once again set his sights on the incomparably beautiful wife of the city lord. He felt that the lady was suddenly so beautiful, but the strange feeling was even worse than before.

Handing out the silk handkerchief, the city lord's wife reached out and took it, thanking her with a smile.

During the handover process, the two parties inevitably had some contact. Lin Hai only felt the smooth and cold skin of his wife's palm. The next moment, the golden Buddha in his arms trembled, and the roar of the Arhat and the roar of the heavenly dragon vaguely sounded in his ears!

It seemed that a long time had passed, or it seemed that only a very short moment had passed. Lin Hai saw the little hand of the city lord's wife taking the silk handkerchief, and a crack suddenly appeared on the snow-white and delicate skin!

No blood flowed out of the wound, only a deep and dark black light seemed to swallow everything.

The changes occurred very quickly. Only Lin Hai, who was affected by the Golden Buddha, could see it clearly among the people present. The face of the city lord's wife changed, and then she took the silk handkerchief with her normal expression and put her whole arm in her sleeves.

Is she that Mrs. Litmus? She is the demon who has been hiding in Youzhou for thirty years?!

The light of the golden Buddha in his arms slowly flowed from the scriptures on the base of the Buddha statue, seeming to be on guard for something, reminding Lin Hai that the matter was not over yet. Lin Hai felt cold in his heart under the sunlight.

"Thanks."

Mrs. Shirui's expression was as usual, she looked gentle and virtuous, and she smiled lightly when she thanked Lin Hai, but the latter could see the coldness hidden in her eyes.
Chapter completed!