Dragon Emperor, Martial God

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Ling Yun had already asked his grandfather Ling Lie about Ling Xiao's birth date, and he had already engraved it in his heart, so he immediately told Mo Wudao.

Who knew that after hearing Ling Xiao's birth date, Mo Wudao was stunned: "Uncle Ling is born in Chongyang Jiujiu?"

Ling Yun smiled wryly, and nodded helplessly.

Although Ling Yun is not proficient in divination and physiognomy, even he knows that people born on special days are too tainted with karma, and their own fate is often tortuous, even bizarre.

The cause and effect involved are too great, and the secrets are too big. The fate of this kind of person is difficult to calculate.

Mo Wudao couldn't keep calm anymore, he frowned slightly, and quickly fiddled with the three copper coins in his hand, making a series of crisp sounds in the silent living room.

Seeing this, Ling Yun asked, "What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

Mo Wudao pondered for a while, as if pondering over his words, and then said after a while: "Ling Yun, you should know that you carry too much karma, so the fate of anyone who can come into contact with you will often become ups and downs. Strange peaks rise one after another."

Ling Yun naturally understood this point, so he silently nodded.

"The closer you are to the people who have karma with you, the more strongly, or more seriously, their fate is affected by you, so it is more difficult to deduce."

"When it comes to the relationship between your biological parents, if you want to figure them out, it's really voyeurism."

"But Uncle Ling was born on the Double Ninth Festival on September 9th, so this is even more difficult to calculate."

Mo Wudao said two reasons. One reason is that Ling Yun's fate is related to the heavenly secrets, which cannot be guessed at all, and Ling Xiao is Ling Yun's biological father, which is difficult to deduce in itself; the other reason is that Ling Xiao's own birthday is ninety-nine On the Double Ninth Festival, the cause and effect carried by itself is very large, which makes things even more difficult.

Ling Yun frowned. Asked: "Then what do you mean, can't figure it out?"

If Mo Wudao really couldn't figure it out, of course Ling Yun couldn't really let him live in the kennel.

Mo Wudao said seriously: "At least here, I can't figure it out, so I just didn't calculate it, but it's not impossible."

Fortune-telling is a spirit that declines twice and declines three times.

The first fortune-telling is the most effective. The more calculations, the more vague and ineffective. Mo Wudao naturally understood this, so he simply ignored it.

Ling Yun's tense nerves immediately relaxed, and cursed: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, fart quickly if you have something to say, and save ink."

Mo Wudao thought for a while, and said directly: "To figure out where Uncle Ling is now, it's not enough just to know his birthday. We have to go to the place where he usually lives, and it's best to have his recent photos."

"In this case. The place where he usually lives has his breath of life, and looking at the photos, I can still try it through his birth date."

The breath of life that Mo Wudao mentioned here belongs to the category of looking at the breath, adding photos, this is equivalent to looking at the physiognomy. Look at the breath and add fortune-telling.

"This is no problem!"

Ling Yun immediately agreed, and then he took out the communicator, contacted Cui Lao, and briefly explained the situation.

When Mr. Cui heard about it, he became very anxious. Said: "I will pick you up now."

Twenty minutes later, Mr. Cui drove to the gate of the courtyard. Ling Yun's spiritual sense swept him away, knowing that Mr. Cui was coming, he immediately took Mo Wudao and Edward, jumped out of the courtyard gate, and got into the car.

Wait for the three to get in the car. Cui Lao kicked the accelerator, the car turned around, returned along the original road, and drove towards the Ling family's ancestral house.

Ling Yun asked directly: "Old Cui, have you told my grandfather about this?"

Cui Lao drove the car and nodded: "I said it, he has made arrangements, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, Elder Cui groaned for a while, and suddenly his face became embarrassing, he turned his head and glanced at Ling Yun, and said awkwardly: "Fourth young master, but it's so late, I may have to meet someone..."

Needless to say, the place where Ling Xiao usually lives is naturally where he lives, which is Ling Xiao's own home. Who else is in Ling Xiao's family?

Ling Xiao's wife, Ling Xue's mother!

Ling Yun naturally thought of this, and remained silent for a while.

"Fourth young master, Lingxue's mother is called Dong Ruolan, and she is...actually a hard-working person."

Seeing that Ling Yun didn't speak, Mr. Cui raised his heart in his throat, pondering over his words.

"Old Cui, you don't need to say anything, I understand, it's all right."

That happened eighteen years ago, and it was about his father, what can Ling Yun say?

But at the same time, a flame seemed to be ignited in Ling Yun's heart, it was the fire of hatred, it had never been so hot!

Thinking back then, in front of the good and the evil in the world, and in front of the mother, his father vowed never to see Yin Qingxuan again in this life, and that he would immediately marry someone else and give birth to a child. How humiliating was that scene? !

How heartbroken is Yin Qingxuan? !

And all of this was forced by others!

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated! This kind of humiliation even surpassed the hatred of killing one's father and taking one's wife away!

But that woman named Dong Ruolan was innocent, Ling Yun knew very well in his heart that Ling Xiao married her but didn't love her, Dong Ruolan was actually very pitiful.

Thinking about this, Ling Yun couldn't help clenching his fists, and the blood in his body surged crazily.

Twenty minutes later, the group of four returned to the Ling family's ancestral house, and Mr. Cui drove directly into the third courtyard before stopping the car.

Ling Lie had already been standing in the yard waiting. Not far behind him, there was a middle-aged woman standing there. Apart from these two, there was no one else in the yard.

Ling Yun was the first to get out of the car, came to Ling Lie, and knelt down on one knee: "Grandson pays respects to grandpa."

Seeing that his precious grandson finally arrived home, Ling Lie was naturally happy in his heart. He immediately stretched out his hand, pulled Ling Yun up from the ground, and looked Ling Yun up and down.

"Well, compared to more than a month ago, I have improved again, just go home."

Ling Lie raised his hand and patted Ling Yun's shoulder, then grabbed his hand and walked towards the middle-aged woman.

Without further ado, now is of course not the time to reminisce about the past, it is time to get down to business.

The middle-aged woman is naturally Dong Ruolan, she is very well dressed, her figure is slender yet soft, her appearance is also dignified and beautiful, but she is not yet forty years old, she already has white hair on her head, obviously, she must have lived uncomfortable.

Seeing Ling Yun kneel down to Ling Lie, Dong Ruolan couldn't help but tremble. Of course she knew who it was.

"Ruolan, let me introduce you. This is the third son's son, Lingyun."

This was indeed an extremely embarrassing scene. The old man suppressed his shock, and grabbed Ling Yun's hand firmly, introducing Ling Yun to Dong Ruolan.

"Ling Yun. This is..."

However, when the old man turned his head. When he wanted to introduce Dong Ruolan to Ling Yun again, he didn't know how to word it.

Said to be Ling Xiao's wife? What is Ling Yun's name? Will Ling Yun call him another name?

These are all embarrassing questions.

Grandpa Ling Lie also froze for a moment, sweating while holding Ling Yun's palm.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Ling Yun stepped forward quietly and came straight to Dong Ruolan.

"Hello, Aunt Dong, my father has been missing for such a long time, and you are worried. I came here today to find a way to find my father's whereabouts."

Ling Yun didn't make things difficult for this poor woman.

Dong Ruolan's delicate body trembled violently, she wanted to say something, her lips murmured for a long time, but she didn't say it, she just nodded blankly.

"Oh, that's right. Do business first, it's important to do business first, let's go in, let's go in."

Seeing that Ling Yun met Dong Ruolan just like that, Ling Lie relaxed, and quickly opened his mouth to smooth things over. Did not let this embarrassing scene continue to develop.

Dong Ruolan stared at Ling Yun deeply, and finally said: "Come in."

Ling Lie, Ling Yun, Mo Wudao, Dong Ruolan, a group of four walked towards the house. Elder Cui and Edward naturally stayed in the yard and waited.

When he came to the house, Ling Yun found that the whole room was clean, spotless, and everything was in order, so he couldn't help but nodded secretly.

This is a decent woman.

"Father, sit down and rest for a while, I'll serve tea."

As soon as she entered the room, Dong Ruolan hurried to serve the prepared tea.

"Ahem, no need, let them get down to business."

Even Ling Lie didn't come to Ling Xiao's room a few times a year, so it was naturally embarrassing to come to his daughter-in-law's room at such a late hour.

Dong Ruolan stopped immediately, turned around and said, "Then I'll go get things."

Soon, a photo of Ling Xiao, dressed in Ling Xiao's usual clothes, was presented to everyone.

Ling Yun noticed that in that photo, not only Ling Xiao was alone, but also a beautiful girl, Ling Xue whom he had seen at sea.

"This is the clothes he wore in spring. This photo was taken by Xueer with his father when he joined the Condor Team."

Dong Ruolan's eyes were red, she wiped away her tears and said.

Ling Yun didn't speak, but turned his head and looked at Mo Wudao.

Mo Wudao nodded, got up straight, and wandered around each room one by one, using the method of looking forward to the breath.

In the end, he paced back and said to everyone: "I'm going to do divination now, old man, Ling Yun, and I invite you all to leave here, at least a hundred meters away."

The other three people in the room now, one is Ling Xiao's father, one is Ling Xiao's son, and the other is Ling Xiao's wife. It can be said that they are all Ling Xiao's close relatives. They are here, and Mo Wudao is worried that it will not count. allow.

"it is good!"

Ling Yun naturally understood what Mo Wudao said, he and Ling Lie looked at each other, and immediately agreed, then the three got up and walked out of the house.

"Let's all go to my backyard."

As soon as the three of them left the house, Ling Lie said directly that he lived in the ninth courtyard of the Ling family mansion, which was the farthest from here.

Ling Yun nodded, and immediately waved to Mr. Cui and Edward, and the group went to Ling Lie's small courtyard.

Here, after Mo Wudao confirmed that everyone had gone far away, his face became extremely solemn.

He first looked at Ling Xiao's photo carefully for a while, and then picked up three copper coins while muttering something.

Then he tossed the three copper coins in his hand!

I don't know what trick Mo Wudao used, but the three copper coins kept circling and dancing in the air, colliding with each other, and landed on the coffee table after more than ten seconds!

"puff……"

As soon as the copper coin fell, Mo Wudao's body trembled violently, he opened his mouth suddenly, raised his head and sprayed out a bloody arrow! (To be continued.)

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