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Published at 11th of March 2022 09:44:41 PM


Chapter 902

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Feng Lin found that the man was unmoved, so he took his birth certificate.

The man looked at the words and steel seals on it before he took out his mobile phone and walked away.

After a while, he came up and said, "someone will meet you right away."

"OK."

Feng Lin and Xu Ruoying stood here and waited quietly.

The man in front of him went to the hillside in the distance and sat on the ground to rest.

"Their attitude is not very good."

Xu Ruoying whispered.

"In essence, these sects have no good feelings for the country."

Fenglin doesn't care.

The second master had said this before, and the State restricted the expansion of these sects.

At the beginning, the network and communication were not so developed.

All sects distribute their forces in the outside world. Popular understanding is to occupy the mountain as the king.

But now, they can only stay in the ruins.

Go out to get money, but also secretly, not once arbitrary.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a goatee came over with a smile.

He was wearing a black casual suit with a Silver Crescent pattern on the top left of his coat.

"Welcome, I'm wang yuan, the three elders of yinyuezong."

Wang Yuan came to Fenglin with a smile.

"Hello, I'm Feng Lin. this is my assistant."

Feng Lin pointed to Xu Ruoying and explained casually.

"Feng Lin, I've heard your name. I don't know what you're doing here?"

Wang Yuan spread his hands innocently, "we yinyuezong didn't do bad things."

"You misunderstood. I came here this time to ask the patriarch some questions."

Feng Lin smiled and asked, "is it convenient for your Lord now?"

"This is really inconvenient."

Wang Yuan shook his head gently. "Our patriarch is on the edge of breaking through at present. We can't disturb him."

"So, I'm not here at the right time?"

Feng Lin looked at Wang Yuan and didn't know if this man was deliberately looking for trouble.

"If you don't mind, ask me the same."

Wang Yuan said with a smile.

"It is said that there is a line of people surnamed song in Yinyue sect?" Feng Lin asked.

This problem is not a secret. There is no need to hide it.

"Song? Speaking of it, it does have this vein, but..."

Wang Yuan suddenly smiled, "this pulse is the cook of our family."

"Cook?" Feng Lin frowned.

"Yes, generations have helped yinyuezong cook for us, but the younger generation has moved out long ago."

Wang Yuan turned his head. "Now there is only one old master left here."

"Please take me."

Feng Lin was excited when he learned that there was no extinction.

At least there's hope.

"May I ask what he did?" Wang Yuan asked with a smile.

"We got the news that the Song family of yinyuezong was involved, so we came to ask." Feng Lin replied.

Of course, he can't tell each other the specific information.

"Come with me."

Wang Yuan turned and led the way in front.

Feng Lin looked at Xu Ruoying, and they followed together.

They walked up the stream.

Halfway up the mountain, there are several buildings.

An old man with white hair was sitting by the stream, washing a big black pot.

Seeing Wang Yuan coming, the old man stood up quickly, "three elders."

"Song bin, these two people are from the country. They want to ask you something. Just answer truthfully."

Wang Yuan then went back to reply.

Just a cook.

Since Wang Yuan had a memory, the Song family cooked for zongmen.

So far, song bin is only in the late stage of Ming Jin, and even dark Jin can't break through.

What great things can such people do?

"Hey, hey, how are you? What are you looking for me for?"

Seeing Wang Yuan leave, song bin sat by the stream again, brushing the pot.

"Have you song family always been a member of yinyuezong?"

Feng Lin squatted next to song bin and asked with a smile.

"Yes, my ancestors were from Yinyue sect. I grew up here and took over my father's team."

Song bin nodded.

"Where are your descendants?" Feng Lin asked.

"Alas, I'm ashamed to say that my son has been bullied by people from the family since childhood. I let the child fuck and take him out to live."

Song bin shook his head gently. "The child has been dead for more than ten years, and his son has already married and had children. It is said that the children are 20 years old."

"Aren't you going to let him pick you up?"

Feng Lin sat beside the stream and looked at Song bin with a smile.

"We haven't seen each other for twenty years. I know he hates my identity."

Song bin smiled bitterly, "which child wants to see that his father is a servant?"

Feng Lin felt that he had almost exchanged greetings, and gradually asked the subject, "have you ever been a master about your pulse?"

"Master? Hum! The master didn't come out, but the villain came out."

Song bin was angry when he talked about it.

"Oh? What do you say?" Feng Lin felt that he had gradually found the truth.

"I also heard from my father that when yinyuezong was just founded, our song family was still one of the elders."

"But later, a man in the Song family stole the treasure of zongmen, and we were demoted as servants. We can no longer practice. All this is thanks to him!"

Song bin still remembers that when his father said this, he was gnashing his teeth.

Feng Lin felt his chin and thought.

Is that man the elder in the coffin?

So his offspring must have a bad life.

"Do you have any secrets or family heirlooms?"

Feng Lin asked.

"What can I have, baby?"

Song bin smiled and put the pot on the bank. "I have a baby. I've given it to my son for a long time. At least let him live a good life and don't hate me so much."

Feng Lin shook his head gently. It seems that the elder didn't expect that it has been so many years.

"Do you want to go out? Enjoy your family outside."

Now that you're here, seal the forest and do good things to the end.

"No, the patriarch has rules. As long as he is an ancient martial artist, he can't leave the sect. He says he is afraid of doing bad things outside and affecting the sect's reputation."

Song Bin said with a smile.

If he could go out, he would have left with his wife.

At that time, he was still young. Relying on his strength, he could get rich by boxing.

If you are favored by the rich and accept him as a bodyguard, you will not worry about food and drink.

But how can there be so many good things in the world?

"Don't worry, I'll help you."

Feng Lin looked at Xu Ruoying and asked her to wait in place.

Just a bright cook, not to mention so old.

They'll let people go.

Feel the breath and seal the forest on the other side of the hillside.

The former Wang Yuan is here.

"Mr. Wang Yuan, I've asked almost everything. It seems that I've found the wrong person."

Feng Lin said with a smile, "just chatted with old man song. He said he was old and wanted to go out and have a peaceful night. Can you give me a face?"

"Yes, he's just a cook. What's more, he can't cook now. He's just a dishwasher."

Wang Yuan nodded.

"Thank you very much. Don't send it. Let's go now."

Feng Lin arched Wang Yuangong and turned away.

He returned to song bin and waved to him, "follow me."

"Really?"

Song bin stared excitedly, "I'll pack my things."

Then he ran into the distant room.

After a while, song bin was carrying a burden.

"Let's go..."

"Stop!"

When Feng Lin was ready to take song bin away, two people came from a distance.

One of them is Wang Yuan.

The other is a bald old man.

"Song bin is from yinyuezong. He can't go!" The bald old man drank coldly.

Feng Linwei narrowed his eyes. Something's wrong.




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