Master never follows a routine

After several days in a row, Jiang Linmu and Ying Lin didn't say a word.

That kid deliberately avoided himself, staying in the house all day, not even cooking.

Jiang Linmu was a little annoyed at this kid, who was so cute and cute since he was a child, why did he start to lose his temper now?

"Amo—" the old woman sat next to him and asked worriedly, "Why is Ah Mo frowning all the time these days, are you unhappy?"

Jiang Linmu forced a smile: "Nothing, what would you like to eat tonight?"

"I'm not hungry, where's your apprentice? Why haven't you come these days?"

"Don't pay attention to him, that kid is angry with me."

"You have to coax him." She said, "For the rest of your life, that child will be with you from now on, so get along well with him."

"It's okay, he was raised with a bad temper." Jiang Linmu didn't care: "It's going to be dark soon, mother, why don't you wash up first and then eat something?"

"I'm really not very hungry."

Ying Lin didn't cook, and he couldn't spare anything. He could only cook porridge every day. He noticed that his mother's complexion had become thinner recently.

"I have to eat something even if I'm not hungry. My mother is so thin that it makes my heart ache."

She opened her mouth, but finally nodded slightly without saying anything.

"By the way, I'll send some incense to my mother's room tomorrow. It's been hot and stuffy recently, and things are perishable. If my mother has something left to eat, she must send it out in time."

She nodded awkwardly.

"If mother feels hot, you can also tell me, I will ask Lin Feng to help me go down the mountain to buy some clothes..."

She waved her hand quickly: "Enough is enough!"

"Mother, don't be too frugal. We live here, but we have paid the rent." Jiang Linmu said.

He handed over several high-grade spiritual herbs to that guy Lin Feng, and his apprentice cooked for him every day a few days ago.

Is it... cancelled?

"That's good, you have to rely on your friends when you go out, but you can't take advantage of others..." She whispered: "By the way, how about your apprentice?"

"He is a good boy, but now I have a little trouble with me. If my mother had seen him earlier, she would have liked him."

"That's good, that's good...By the way, do you have a girl you like here?" The topic of the elderly can never escape the word urging marriage.

"Mother, the cultivation world needs to cultivate one's mind and nature. The fewer emotions and desires, the better. Everyone is single, so we can't be special."

"Oh, well..." She sighed in disappointment: "I saw a girl coming over two days ago, she was really called Shui Ling, and I was thinking at that time, it would be great if you could marry me back home gone."

Jiang Linmu: "..."

She should be talking about some of Lin Feng's outer disciples. Although Lin Feng is doing nothing all day long, he is still the suzerain anyway, and he still has a few disciples under him.

He also secretly rejoiced that his mother didn't go to his door, and the group of goblins were more beautiful than the other, and they called Shizun, and they were sticky.

But then Ying Lin gave them a lecture, and there was no more.

"You said that you are cultivating, and you don't find anyone, how should you live in the future."

"It's okay, I feel fine now."

She did not speak.

Jiang Linmu consciously ended the topic: "Then mother, do you want me to take you out to bask in the sun?"

She shook her head quickly: "No, I can't bask in the sun with the smell of incense."

"Okay then." Jiang Linmu lowered his eyes and didn't ask any more questions: "Then I'll find you some incense."

Incense is quite common. There are a lot of it at a glance in the small shop at the foot of the mountain. Some are lit in the room, some are used to smoke clothes, or add water to fool around and smear on the wrists.

Some incense can also soothe the nerves. Previously, I couldn't sleep all night. Qingqian concocted a kind of incense and put it in the room. After smelling it for a long time, I would feel numb.

He has used it for a long time, and sometimes he still feels that smell on his body-like pickling.

She was obviously very happy, picked up the brush, dipped it in some water, stirred the incense that melted in the water, and dabbed it on her wrist.

A faint fragrance came out.

"It smells good——Ah!" Jiang Linmu rubbed his nose, but still sneezed.

She smiled and asked Jiang Linmu for a few more boxes.

After a few days, Lin Feng couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed Jiang Linmu and whispered, "What's the matter with your mother? You almost smoked yourself into an incense burner!"

"Fuck you, what is an incense burner?"

"Just the incense on her body. I went down the mountain yesterday, and I didn't smell such a strong smell in the incense shop." Lin Feng lowered his voice: "Did she use too much? Now the boss knows me , I’m embarrassed to say that she’s talking so much by herself, I just said to bring some back to those little girls.”

Jiang Linmu didn't speak.

"Don't pretend to be dumb, you have to remind her, you know? Now the flowers under my mountain are blooming just right, and occasionally there will be bees nesting here, be careful to be smelled by bees! Those things can sting people. show mercy."

"Okay, I get it, don't say it in front of her!"

"Oh." Lin Feng rolled his eyes: "No, you won't say too much, I will go with you to persuade her."

"It's just a little bit of fragrance, what a big deal..." Jiang Linmu said impatiently, "Ah Choo—"

"Let's go you!"

As soon as he entered the room, the overwhelming fragrance came over in an instant. Jiang Linmu held his breath, walked to the window, and opened it.

"Mother still smells the same today—fragrant."

She smiled embarrassedly: "I liked these things when I was young, so you can laugh at me."

"how come--"

Lin Feng glared at him, put his fist under his lips and coughed softly: "Otherwise you... ouch!"

Jiang Linmu pinched his waist: "It's okay, as long as mother likes it, I just ask mother if she needs anything else? Make sure he is ready to go down the mountain to buy."

"No, no more, I'm already bothering you by living here."

"It's all right." Lin Feng sat next to her: "I have a lot of vacant rooms here, as long as you don't mind, you can live there anytime."

He turned his head and looked around: "If there is any inconvenience, just say it. Sometimes my disciples will go down the mountain to buy things that the disciples need, and they just bring them back. It's no big deal."

His eyes suddenly fell to the foot of the bed, where lay a red bug, the upper body was like a cicada, it looked a little disgusting, the lower body was holding a red, hard belly with eight legs.

It was dead, on all fours, motionless.

The corner of Lin Feng's mouth twitched. He felt that the insect's death had a lot to do with the overly strong incense.

Jiang Linmu was still talking nonsense with his mother, Lin Feng rolled his eyes and knew that this guy was unreliable.

He threw the fan at his waist on the ground, and at the same time when he picked it up, he also put the little bug into a piece of silk cloth.

"You mother and son are slowly reminiscing about the past, so I won't accompany you."

Jiang Linmu gave him an embarrassed look. Originally, he had promised to persuade his mother to give up the incense, but just now he was careless and talked to his mother about buying incense...

"Ah."

Lin Feng didn't expect this guy to be reliable, so he pouted and left.

He went straight to Yinglin's room and said, "I found something interesting, do you want to see it?"

He opened the silk satin carefully: "I don't know if you have seen this thing before?"

"This is--"

Ying Lin knew it clearly, as expected.

This kind of insect has a heavy yin, and often attaches to the corpse to lay eggs and survive, and feeds on carrion.

"Excuse me, do you have any ideas?" Lin Feng looked as if he didn't think too much about it.

"No." Ying Lin closed the pages of the book: "You are also a cultivator of the older generation, you should understand what all this means, right?"

Lin Feng nodded.

"The art of bringing the dead back to life, except for some capable people and strangers in the mortal world, those guys from the ghost clan can do it, and they have their eyes on my master." Ying Lin said: "It's not these people from the cultivation world, but the ghost clan. , they can already send a dead person to the realm of comprehension."

The ghost clan almost slaughtered the entire cultivation world back then. Although Lin Feng was not there at that time, he knew how terrifying it was just by reading the literature.

People from the ghost clan can manipulate corpses, and the more people die, the more powerful they become. If a person from the ghost clan with a little skill can take advantage of the loophole, it is more than enough to slaughter a small sect.

"You don't have to worry too much. After all, we are protected by the realm, and the way of heaven will never let them succeed."

"But it's been thousands of years now, are our enchantments really as effective as before? Or, in these thousands of years, do you really think that the ghost race won't study how to destroy the enchantments?"

Lin Feng opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

That's right, the matter of the Dao of Heaven lies in the balance of reincarnation, and these people can't get a glimpse of what the Dao of Heaven means even with all their research.

And those members of the Ghost Clan are not vegetarians either. I have no idea how much their strength has increased over the years.

"And Master Uncle, let me tell you some bad news, the barrier has begun to crack."

"what?"

"I won't be free to play such silly jokes with you." Ying Lin said, "The crack is in a small town at the foot of Tailuo Mountain, but don't worry, it has been filled by Master now."

"It's nothing to worry about. Since the cracks will appear, it means that the barrier has begun to loosen. If the barrier collapses... the consequences will be disastrous."

"So, get ready."

At night, the wind is light and the clouds are light.

The room has been open for ventilation all day, but the strong smell of incense still cannot dissipate.

She got up, closed the window, and pulled down the outer window that was protecting the outside.

If the nose is sharper, it is easy to smell the rancid smell mixed with the incense.

She sighed, took out the incense box, and dissolved it in water. The fragrance was so extreme that it stinks, and she felt a little sick when she smelled it.

She unbuttoned her clothes, and the parts below her chest had begun to rot, her ribs were stained with blood, and her waist and abdomen were tightly wrapped with cloth belts.An indescribable unpleasant smell gradually spread out.

She untied the cloth belt that bound the flesh and blood, turned on the aromatherapy, and mixed the powder in the water. There was no flesh on her elbow, and the white bones were exposed. She could only lift it up with difficulty, and wiped it on the skin with her still intact hands. .

"Dong dong." The tightly closed window was knocked twice suddenly.

"I, I'm already asleep, what's the matter?"

"I saw."

She hastily put down her sleeves.

In the next second, the closed outer window was forcibly removed with a "creak"!

It is a scale.

"You, why are you here?"

"I remember that the technique of raising the dead belongs to the ghost clan." Ying Lin said coldly, "So, can you tell me who dug you out of the ground and brought you back to life?"

After she woke up, she was very happy, and the man promised to send her to Jiang Linmu's side - it was a young man who looked sick, but he didn't feel very good.

But she understands that there has never been a good thing in the world that does not require a price.

Sure enough, he stated his purpose.

He wanted to find Jiang Linmu by himself. After waiting for him for so many years, he died tragically, while the adopted child lived freely in the fairy gate, regardless of her life or death.

There must be hatred in my heart.

She sighed in her heart, he didn't understand, as a mother, she would never blame her child no matter what.

At the beginning, she worked so hard to live for so long, but she just wanted to see Jiang Linmu again. She was afraid that the cultivation techniques that those people said were all fake. Take the child out to sell.

She had waited for ten or twenty years, and her life was extremely tormented every day. If only he really went to the cultivation world, she would be able to let go of her obsessions and die with peace of mind.

He said that he could meet again, but what about others?

Could it be that he was trafficked and died?

After listening to the young man's words, she can feel at ease now. Jiang Linmu has not been abducted, he is still alive and well, he has friends and apprentices, he has no worries about food and clothing, and does not know how to wander.

She is content.

It would be even better if I could see him again.

So when the young man said to bring her to find Jiang Linmu, she agreed, but this body couldn't stand the sun, so she passed out at the pool, was so sunburned that she almost died on the spot, and was picked up by Ying Lin again.

"Maybe that person realized that I didn't attack Mo and started to warn me." She smiled wryly, "I thought I could stick to it for a day, but it seems impossible."

Ying Lin didn't speak.

"That kid sticks to me. If I really leave, what should he do if he is sad?"

"The dead belong to the people. I don't speak well, and you also know that you shouldn't exist, so you should follow the way of heaven and shouldn't appear in this world, right?"

She lowered her head with a dim expression: "I know."

"If I were you, I would leave here immediately."