In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Chen Nianyun can no longer eat, and he ate a lot of meat buns in the morning to relieve his cravings, but Lin Xiaolu and glutinous rice balls are not polite. Luo Rulie spoke.

"So, it was really an ordinary person who hunted and killed the cultivators?" Chen Nianyun asked at the table.

Lin Xiaolu was also a little surprised, and asked while eating the roast chicken, "Is that person really good at kung fu?"

Luo Rulie shook his head, and then told the three teenagers what happened.

"This man's name is Shan Yan, he is about 30 years old, and he used to be the leading imperial court arrester in Jin State, and he was called Catcher.

In terms of mortal martial arts, he does know a little bit, but not much. The main reason is that he has been a headhunter for a long time, has many strange methods, and is also very resourceful, so this Patriarch has been unable to catch him. "

Chen Nianyun was puzzled: "Patriarch Luo has already established the foundation, so why not search with his spiritual sense?"

"I tried it, but I couldn't find it." Luo Rulie said with a bitter smile: "Although this single word can't cultivate immortals, and his martial arts can only be said to be average, he has a very strong vigilance. He doesn't know what method he used. Knowledge can not be searched.

And it is impossible for the head of the family to use his consciousness twelve hours a day, so he can only ask the people in the yamen to help him find it. "

Chen Nianyun was still a little puzzled when he heard this, and asked: "This Shanyan doesn't have martial arts like my brother Xiaolu, and he can't practice. How did he hunt and kill monks?"

Lin Xiaolu, who was feeding himself glutinous rice balls to drink tofu soup, was also a little curious, and looked at Patriarch Luo with round eyes.

Looking at the three teenagers, Luo Rulie smiled wryly, and said: "The three immortals, two nephews, a younger son, and a housekeeper were all murdered.

I am ashamed to say that my two nephews were shot in the neck by a back arrow smeared with poison in the market, and they were killed on the spot.

The butler met him when he was shopping for vegetables in the market. He pretended to be a farmer selling vegetables. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he directly stabbed my butler Roche in the chest with a dagger at the entrance of the vegetable market. He stabbed me eight times in a row in broad daylight. Killing, many people saw it.

In the end, it was my youngest son. My youngest son fell into the trap he had set up in advance, and was then covered with lime powder to block his sight, and was finally hacked to death with a sickle. "

Speaking of this, the middle-aged Luo Rulie gritted his teeth and said: "Three sages, this person is vicious and inhumane. If he encounters him head-on, any member of my Luo family can kill him on the spot, but he It's really worse than a pig and a dog to play this kind of dirty tricks!"

Looking at the furious Luo Rulie, Lin Xiaolu was momentarily stunned.

He thought of Tang Long.

I remember that when I first met Tang Long, someone shot Tang Long secretly, but Tang Long held the arrow directly.

How come the monks of the Luo family can't even guard against back arrows?Is it because I have been pampered for a long time and have no vigilance?Born to disdain mortals?

At the dinner table, Chen Nianyun continued to ask: "Patriarch Luo, this single-word only kills the Luo family, does he have any grievances with the Luo family?"

"What grievances can there be!"

Luo Rulie said angrily: "My Luo family has always had a very high reputation in the Jin Kingdom. I am kind and generous, and I am deeply loved by the people, but now I have been killed four times in a month, and three immortals. Please be the master of my Luo family." !"

At the dinner table, Lin Xiaolu's mouth was full, his face was dull, and the glutinous rice balls were not much better. When his cross-eyed eyes were opened, all living beings were stupid. Luo Rulie's words were obviously aimed at the most normal Chen Nianyun.

Not long after they finished their lunch, Patriarch Luo arranged a room for Lin Xiaolu and the others to rest.

It was noon at this time, and Lin Xiaolu, who had nothing to do, ordered a bowl of iced mung bean porridge from the servants of the Luo family, and then went to Chen Nianyun's room while drinking.

"Idiot."

Lin Xiaolu broke into the room, just in time to see Chen Nianyun meditating on the bed.

"Can you knock on the door?" Chen Nianyun said with a deep pain in his head when he saw Lin Xiaolu.

"Oh, don't care about these details. The key is our father-son relationship, oh no, it's brotherhood."

Lin Xiaolu had mung bean porridge in his mouth, and said vaguely: "If you think that our brotherhood for so many years is not as small as closing the door, then I will go?"

Chen Nianyun: ...

He skipped the topic angrily, and asked directly: "Why are you looking for me?"

"This task, how do you want to do it?"

"Stay here first and protect the Luo family." Chen Nianyun said.

"No, no, I want to go out and look for it." Lin Xiaolu said: "I just returned to Emei, and I came here before my butt was hot. I want to finish my work quickly and then go back to Emei to play in the Spirit Beast Valley."

"How do you know how to play?" Chen Nianyun said helplessly, "We are here to do a task this time, I must do it well and give Master an explanation."

"Please tell me."

Lin Xiaolu sat down beside him carelessly, and said while eating: "That Patriarch Luo must not be telling the truth, I can see that."

"How did you see that?" Chen Nianyun was taken aback.

"Hehe~"

The corner of Lin Xiaolu's mouth twitched, and he said with a smile: "Idiot Chen, let me ask you a question, which one do you think is smarter, a cultivator or a mortal?"

Chen Nianyun: ...

He didn't know why Lin Xiaolu asked this.

On the bed, Lin Xiaolu said mysteriously: "I have been down the mountain for three years, met many people, and also met some cultivators, and then came to a conclusion."

"What conclusion?"

"Liu Liu~" The young man took another sip of mung bean porridge, then smacked his lips and said, "At the same age, mortals are often smarter than cultivators."

"How is it possible!" Chen Nianyun had a look of disbelief.

"Look, your current thinking is also limited by the environment."

Lin Xiaolu explained with a smile: "Let me ask you, now the idea of ​​immortal cultivators being superior has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and many people will start practicing day and night after becoming immortal cultivators, even if they are not the kind of cultivators who look down on ordinary people Those who do not, subconsciously feel that they are better than ordinary people, don’t they?”

Chen Nianyun was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.

What Lin Xiaolu said makes sense, even now he subconsciously feels that mortals are weak, although he will not look down on them, but facing mortals, he does have a sense of superiority, this has nothing to do with character, it is caused by the environment and cognition of.

Seeing him start to think, Lin Xiaolu showed a teachable look, and continued to laugh:

"Ordinary people are different from immortal cultivators. Ordinary people can't practice, so naturally they don't spend all their time on cultivation. They will deal with all kinds of people for various reasons in their lives. Therefore, as time goes by, they will become younger than their age." Duan's cultivators are smarter, more tactful, and more understanding of the world."

In the room, Lin Xiaolu eloquently said: "After the cultivator's cultivation has reached a certain level, he can indeed disdain the sophistication of the world, like my boss, the head of the sect, and a Buddhist master I know, a master of the magic way." , They can live how they want, whatever tact, wit, and sophistication are all nonsense in the face of absolute strength.

But if many immortal cultivators who are not high enough to cultivate have the same mentality as them, then they will be finished.

Just like this time, it is really sad and deplorable to be killed by a head arrester with various means to kill four immortal cultivators in a row.

So this is a shortcoming of the current cultivators. Since childhood, the cultivators have found that most mortals are afraid of themselves and fear themselves, and gradually they will take it for granted. Got one thing wrong—weakness doesn’t mean stupid! "

After finishing speaking, Lin Xiaolu looked at the silly Chen Nianyun, and asked with a smile:

"Think about it, isn't this the case with you and Tangyuan? You focus on cultivation, and Tangyuan focuses on alchemy, and your mind is too simple, but I am different. I am polite and witty, and I can tell that at a glance. Patriarch Luo didn't tell the truth."

Chen Nianyun was completely dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to refute, so he could only ask in a daze: "You mean, there is something else hidden about the death of the Luo family?"

"Sure!"

Lin Xiaolu quickly said:

"That Patriarch Luo is very wrong. I feel that his reaction at the dinner table was a little too aggressive. The killing of his family members should not be that kind of reaction. Ninety-nine percent of them are not telling the truth. He probably thinks that we are young and born in Emei. Lie, so you are using us as a knife!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Xiaolu slowly scooped up a spoonful of mung bean porridge with a soup spoon, handed it to the shocked Chen Nianyun, and said with a sweet smile:

"Come on, have a sip of mung bean porridge, it's so sweet."