Starting from Hehuan Sect, the lifeblood is controlled by the elder sister

A few days later at noon, Lin Fengmian and his companions saw the small town in the distance.

Lin Fengmian breathed a sigh of relief. He had been delayed for some time because of Qin Haoxuan's matter.

Today is the fourth day of July, and there are still three days before July 7. He finally returned before the time agreed with Luo Xue.

But he is not in a hurry now. After learning that Wen Qinlin is a Jindan cultivator, he feels relieved.

No matter how powerful Liu Mei and others are, can they beat Wen Qinlin?

Even if the Hehuan Sect sends people to come, it will take a lot of time to go back and forth, which leaves him plenty of time.

Since he didn't know about Zhao Ningzhi's existence, his goal was to persuade his parents and clansmen to leave Ningcheng with him before July 7.

Before July 7, even if his clansmen leave, he will not leave Ningcheng.

He still has to wait for Luo Xue at this time!

Seeing his hometown after a long absence, Lin Fengmian couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. This may be the so-called homesickness.

Xia Yunxi was also nervous like him. She asked anxiously, "Brother, do I really not need to buy any gifts?"

Lin Fengmian smiled and said, "They are very happy to see you, who are as beautiful as a flower. They don't need anything else."

Xia Yunxi was skeptical and still looked very nervous.

Lin Fengmian joked: "An ugly daughter-in-law will eventually meet her mother-in-law, don't be afraid!"

Xia Yunxi obviously had no idea about her appearance, and believed it, and said a little aggrievedly: "Senior brother, am I really ugly?"

Lin Fengmian was speechless, and Zhou Xiaoping said speechlessly: "Sister Yunxi, if you are so beautiful and ugly, then I don't need to live."

Xia Yunxi waved her hands and said: "Xiaoping, you are very beautiful!"

Zhou Xiaoping said enviously: "I will be satisfied if I can be half as beautiful as you, Sister Yunxi."

Xia Yunxi exclaimed in surprise, and she said embarrassedly: "I am not as good as you say, it's just that my physique is special."

She was not lying, she always thought that her physique was special, but she never thought that she was really born beautiful.

Lin Fengmian was interrupted by them, and the uneasiness of returning home was almost gone.

After a while, Ningcheng appeared in the eyes of several people. This small town was no different from when Lin Fengmian left.

This ancient cultural city, which is said to be a thousand years old, has stood here after several wars and dynasty changes.

Because of its long history, there are many scenic spots and historical sites in the city, which have attracted many literati and poets.

Walking into the city, Lin Fengmian found that although the city was still bustling with cars and people, there were fewer pedestrians than before, and it seemed a little depressed.

This made Lin Fengmian frown slightly. What's going on?

Wen Qinlin also suddenly moved his nose, frowned slightly and said: "Brother Lin, there seems to be something wrong in this city, as if there is a faint evil spirit."

Lin Fengmian was stunned when he heard this, and then asked: "Brother Wen, are you sure?"

Wen Qinlin shook his head and said: "It seems to be there and not very clear, I will observe it again."

Lin Fengmian nodded, and the four of them walked slowly in the city, and soon attracted a lot of curious eyes.

After all, the style and demeanor of the four of them are too outstanding.

Xia Yunxi and Zhou Xiaoping are not to be mentioned. Even Lin Fengmian and Wen Qinlin, who was dressed in men's clothes, were extraordinary and eye-catching.

Wen Qinlin looked at the special customs and customs of this ancient city and smiled: "I have heard that Ningcheng is a thousand-year-old ancient city. This is my first time here. I didn't expect the people here to be so warm and hospitable."

Lin Fengmian laughed dumbly and said: "They just want to see the excitement. After all, we have two beauties, one big and one small. It's pleasing to look at them more."

Wen Qinlin was just talking. After all, as long as he didn't come to provoke himself and others, he didn't need to care too much.

"Hey, Lin Fengmian, where is your home?" Zhou Xiaoping asked curiously.

They got familiar with each other along the way, and she no longer used honorifics, but called him by his full name.

"It's still a long way to go, and we're almost there." Lin Fengmian smiled.

"Can your home accommodate so many of us?" Zhou Xiaoping asked worriedly.

Lin Fengmian waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, there should still be a room. If you really can't, you can squeeze in with Brother Wen."

Zhou Xiaoping spat and said, "Rogue, why don't you ask me to squeeze in with you?"

Lin Fengmian laughed and said, "I don't mind, but I'm afraid that Brother Wen will shoot me through the heart."

Wen Qinlin said lightly, "If you dare to do this, I really don't mind making a few holes in your body."

Lin Fengmian quickly raised his hands in surrender and said, "I dare not, I dare not!"

Among the vendors on the roadside, a woman in green with picturesque eyebrows and gentle and moving eyes, like everyone else, curiously stretched her head to look at the people who came.

The woman was in her early twenties. Although she was dressed in coarse linen, she could not hide her natural beauty. Her pair of watery eyes seemed to be able to speak.

The woman suddenly covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Why does the man in the middle look so much like Lin Fengmian?"

Others were a little surprised to hear this, and someone said in surprise: "You know what, the eyebrows and eyes are really similar!"

"No way, is that boy so handsome?"

"The more I look at it, the more it looks like him!"

The woman in green was surprised and said: "It must be him. He has been taking advantage of me since he was a child. There is no doubt about it."

A gloomy old woman next to her sneered and said: "Song Youwei, I see that you are missing your little face so much."

"The boy from the Lin family went to seek immortals and ask for the way a long time ago. You have taken advantage of me for so many years, but it was all in vain."

The woman named Song Youwei's eyes dimmed, and she pursed her lips and said, "Mom, I have nothing to do with him, don't say that."

The old woman said sarcastically, "Shameless bitch, don't I know your little tricks?"

"You used to flirt with the boy from the Lin family, and you want to marry into the Lin family and become a phoenix?"

"I tell you, don't even think about it, you are a member of my Zhu family in life, and a ghost of my Zhu family in death!"

The people around were used to it and shook their heads, but no one dared to step forward.

This Song Youwei was a widow of the Zhu family. When she was a child, she was sold to the Zhu family by her family and married to the sick ghost of the Zhu family for good luck.

As a result, on the day of the wedding, Song Youwei hadn't even entered the house, and the sick ghost died.

She was also hardworking and uncomplaining. She sold tofu in the city with a donkey left behind and took care of the old mother left behind by the sick ghost.

As a result, not only did the old lady Zhu not feel grateful, but she thought she was a jinx and beat and scolded her.

Because of her youthful beauty and tenderness, she attracted many men's covetousness, but also attracted the exclusion of women, and all kinds of gossip emerged one after another.

Old Mrs. Zhu thought that she was going to have an affair all day long, and she insulted her in various ways and guarded against her, which indeed scared away many people who had ulterior motives.

Song Youwei had always been submissive, which made the old lady more and more arrogant.

This time was the same. The old woman was addicted to scolding, chattering, and the scolding became more and more unpleasant.

"Song Youwei, don't you see what you have besides that pair of things? Can Mr. Lin be interested in you, a jinx? Bah!"

"If you can marry into the Lin family, I, an old bone, still admire you. When the time comes, ask someone to send you there in a sedan chair, okay?"

Song Youwei had been accustomed to it for so many years. She lowered her head and said nothing, allowing the old woman to insult her in every way.

At this moment, a teasing voice came: "Aunt Zhu, are you serious? Then I'll ask my father to come and propose marriage."

"Sister Youwei is beautiful and charming. I have been coveting her for a long time. I didn't expect to have an unexpected surprise just after returning."