Chapter 65 The Wife Disguised as a Woman

The moment he entered the door, Gu Xingzhai subconsciously caught Lin Xiaodong who was rushing towards him.

But the next second he regretted it.

Hearing the sound of breathing cold air coming from the backyard behind him, Gu Xingzhai dragged the young man's wrist into the study with a blank expression, turned around and closed the door with force.

I believe that within two days, men, women and children in the whole town will know that his former "concubine" ran thousands of miles for love, and finally a lover finally got married... a fart.

"What the hell are you doing?" The man sat on the chair and rubbed his forehead helplessly.

Lin Xiaodong was lying on the soft couch in front of him with a smile, still not serious as always, but when Gu Xingzhai looked at him now, he always unconsciously remembered all kinds of intimacy last night. He changed his sitting position uncomfortably to cover up: "Have you eaten breakfast?"

"Eat." Lin Xiaodong took the opportunity to tell the story of the housekeeper's visit to him, Gu Xingzhai was silent for a moment, took out a thick old ledger from the locked cabinet in the study and handed it to him: "Look at this. "

Lin Xiaodong took it over and glanced briefly, and found that it was a detailed account book that recorded the expenses of the house for the past ten years. He didn't bother to read it, so he simply let the system scan it directly, and found that the discrepancy was too big for the bookkeeper. He didn't even bother to cover up - an egg is worth three taels of silver, does he think he is the Empress Dowager Cixi! ?

"Where did you get this ledger from?"

He didn't think that such an important thing would be handed over to Gu Xingzhai by the housekeeper.

"Even though my father has been in bed for many years, he is not old and confused," Gu Xingzhai said calmly, "The man surnamed Zhao deceived the top and the bottom. I'll deal with it when I come back, but it's a pity..."

Speaking of Master Gu's death, the man couldn't help showing a look of sadness and remorse on his face.

"After so many years, you've been traveling abroad, but Master didn't let you come back to see it?" Lin Xiaodong was also very strange, and it stands to reason that Gu Xingzhai should not be such a person, "Or you say that there are rules in your teacher's school, such as leaving a teacher. Not allowed to contact family members or something?"

"You read too many words," Gu Xingzhai sighed, "no school or faction has such inhumane rules. It's just that I went to Beijing with Master three years ago to do things for a certain high official, saying it was to remove evil and obstacles. , but no one expected that one eradication would be three years. After hundreds of demon slayers left the customs, there would not be one out of ten who were still alive. Master and I were also severely damaged. , and hurry back to Qingxie Town, but I didn't expect it to be a step too late in the end."

"......No wonder."

Lin Xiaodong thought to himself that it was no wonder that the first time he saw Gu Xingzhai in the mourning hall, the man's face was not much better than that of Master Gu, who was lying in the coffin, only recently.

However, what kind of evil barrier was it that could trap hundreds of demon slayers for three years, and even damage more than half of them?

Gu Xingzhai just glanced at Lin Xiaodong and knew what he was thinking.

But what happened in those three years was so bizarre that even if he said it, no one would believe it.

In this vast world, humans are the primal masters of all things, just like the succubus who lives on the yang energy of human beings, but is always hunted and hunted by demon slayers to survive. The top demon slayer of the major factions alone.

However, in the first year, Gu Xingzhai witnessed the fall of countless demon slayers, completely breaking the worldview he had established for more than ten years;

In the second year, his heart was already numb to this, and he was even ready to sacrifice at any time;

In the third year, on the verge of death, Gu Xingzhai finally discovered the truth of the "evil barrier" they had been dealing with-

It wasn't any evil at all, but a dying dragon vein.

The official in Kyoto invited them, these demon slayers, to use their lives to fill the precarious fate of the dynasty!

The reversible change of fate has been difficult for many capable people since ancient times?

The change of dynasties and the replacement of dragon veins has existed since ancient times. The predecessors have long known the truth, but because of the lives of the tens of thousands of people behind them, they did not dare to retreat easily, and finally sacrificed on this meaningless thing.

Gu Xingzhai remembered the tragic scene at that time, and his clenched fists were shaking uncontrollably.

In the last year, although he and his master were lucky to survive, but because of his old age, his skills were completely useless after being seriously injured, and it is estimated that he would not last for a few years; and other sects were even more miserable. Almost all of them died in battle, and the only ones left were the younger generation who were ordered to stay behind to support them.

Even if Uncle Shi and the others left without any worries, saying that the inheritance of Huaxia is not over, and that life will be endless after that, Gu Xingzhai can't swallow this breath no matter what.

If it weren't for that Kyoto official, if it wasn't for him... those seniors wouldn't die!

"How are you?"

Gu Xingzhai suddenly came back to his senses.

The young man leaned over and looked at him with concern, his warm palm lightly resting on his fist, like some kind of silent relief.

Although Lin Xiaodong didn't know what happened, but seeing Gu Xingzhai's expression of forbearance, he should have thought of not so wonderful memories, and then thinking about the current situation of human life in this era, he basically understood something. .

To be honest, he didn't know how to comfort this kind of thing, so he could only try to find another topic to divert the man's attention: "By the way, I just thought of a good way, we can use stealing the beam and changing the column to hit the man named Zhao. One caught off guard!"

Gu Xingzhai exhaled slowly, wrapped his arms around his waist, and hugged Lin Xiaodong to his lap, quietly listening to him screeching at his bad ideas, only to feel that the stagnation in his heart slowly dissipated, replaced by a faint sense of fulfillment warm. And this feeling seems to be somewhat familiar...

A sense of disobedience crossed his mind.

Has he ever hugged someone in such a pose before?

Gu Xingzhai frowned tightly, wanting to delve into this inexplicable idea, but was quickly attracted by Lin Xiaodong's words.

"Stealing the beam and changing the column?" He raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell me, what is the exchange method?"

Lin Xiaodong showed a wicked smile, he put his ear to his ear, and said in a low voice, "That's it..."

After a while, Gu Xingzhai understood.

"That's a good idea," he nodded affirmatively. "Okay, just do as you say."

the next day.

Lin Xiaodong was still eating lunch, and the housekeeper waited by the side early. Although he didn't say a word, just looking at his anxious face sweating profusely, he looked very much like a father who loved his son.

"Okay," seeing this, Lin Xiaodong didn't have any appetite to continue eating. He put down his chopsticks and sighed, "Don't wipe your sweat, just go."

"Miss, I'll lead the way!" the butler hurriedly said.

His house is not far from Gu Mansion, but Lin Xiaodong still didn't expect it to be so luxurious. Just looking at the decoration of the door, it is not too different from the appearance of Gu Mansion. Walking through the front courtyard to the backyard, he noticed that almost all the rooms were closed, and the entire courtyard was unusually quiet. It stands to reason that such a big home should at least be cleaned by one or two servants?

"Miss," the housekeeper saw that he was distracted, coughed and raised his voice, as if deliberately trying to distract Lin Xiaodong's attention, "we're here."

Lin Xiaodong glanced at him lightly, until the smile on the butler's face became stiff, and then he made an unexplained "um" and stepped into the house.

This room is very large, and the furniture in it can be seen to be of great value, but the taste is really unflattering. The little fat man who once had a relationship was lying on the bed, his face was pale, and he lost a lot of weight after not seeing him for a few days. There was also a woman in gold and silver who was sitting by the bed and wiping tears. It seems that being sick is really not a pretense.

"Miss, my son has been bedridden for several days." Seeing his own son's ill appearance, the butler's tone couldn't help but become anxious, "I looked at the doctor in the town, but it didn't work, so let's eat it. All the medicine has been spit out! Look, what can I do?"

The woman even took Lin Xiaodong's hand and choked: "Miss, please save our family ball! You should show kindness, and for the sake of Lao Zhao's usual dedication to the family, you are pitiful and pitiful. Our family..."

Lin Xiaodong calmly pulled out his hand and smiled softly on the surface: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

He walked over to the little fat man, pretended to check his pulse, and asked the system to write some recipes on the paper. The housekeeper held the piece of paper like a treasure, and immediately winked at his wife: "Hurry up and grab the medicine as the lady said!"

"I, I'll go right now!" The woman exchanged a tacit look with him, pretending to be flustered, and hurried out the door with her skirt in hand before Lin Xiaodong could finish her words.

"Why are you running so fast? I haven't finished speaking yet." Lin Xiaodong frowned.

"You say, you say, I'll just listen," the butler said with an apologetic smile, his eyes rolled around, and he seemed to ask inadvertently, "Miss, let's go to another room to sit, so as not to let the children pass by. If you are sick, I will give you the sickness, otherwise if your delicate body is also sick, then my old Zhao will be very guilty."

"Parasitic diseases can't be spread so easily... Forget it." Lin Xiaodong stood up helplessly, as if being persuaded by the housekeeper, "Where is the other room you mentioned?"

"Just next door!"

The butler was overjoyed when he saw him talk so well. But when he brought Lin Xiaodong into the house, without saying a word, he went out again under the banner of pouring tea, and never returned.

The old god Lin Xiaodong was sitting on the ground in the room, and looked around without haste.

This is a dimly lit room, and a landscape screen separates the space into two parts, the inner and outer parts. He was seated in the inner compartment, with only a small window on the wall near the north, facing a small deserted pond. In the room was a table of the Eight Immortals, two stools, and a very abrupt soft couch-a blanket and a throw pillow were spread on it messily.

If everyone was sitting here normally, she would definitely abide by the rules and not look at it casually, and wait quietly for the housekeeper to come back, but Lin Xiaodong didn't bother to care about this, so she got up and walked to the edge of the soft couch and lifted the blanket-

Sure enough, he found a series of indescribable little toys below.

"It's really yours to fight for inheritance by ruining a woman's reputation." Lin Xiaodong laughed and put the blanket back in place. If he guessed correctly, the person who came in later should be...

"Xiaodong?"

Hearing Gu Xingzhai's low voice with a hint of doubt, Lin Xiaodong, who was lying on the soft couch and playing with beads, smiled.

Lo and behold, the fun begins.

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