The Master Goes Down The Mountain: I Am Not A Son-In-Law

No matter whether you are withdrawn or rejected, the result is the same, which saves a lot of trouble.

But this Mrs. Lin's attitude is a bit too arrogant.

"Madam, can you fully represent Mr. Lin?"

Li Muchen must understand this point, otherwise the marriage will be retired in a dirty manner, the relationship will be difficult to break, and there will be troubles in the future.

Mrs. Lin obviously misunderstood what he meant, with a sneer on her face, she said: "You are really shameless. Back then, my old man drank too much and wrote a marriage contract. It was a joke after drinking, and it can't be taken seriously. Of course, I know If you let you go like this, you must not be reconciled, and it seems that our Lin family is too ungracious. How about this, you keep the marriage contract, and I will give you two million, which is enough for you to live well for the rest of your life. "

Mrs. Lin raised her hand to signal, butler Luo took out a box, put it on the coffee table and opened it, inside were neatly stacked banknotes.

Li Muchen suddenly felt a little funny.

I worked so hard to come here just for two million?

If you agree today, you will not be laughed to death by the immortals in the world if you spread the word. A dignified disciple of Tiandu, under the sect of Wanxian, is worth two million?

Mr. Lin didn't show up, so he didn't know what his original intention was. Mrs. Lin threw money at people again.

Originally, retiring the engagement was to end the relationship in the world, but now it has become more and more unclean.

"Two million..." Li Muchen patted the armrest of a chair worth more than 20 million under his buttocks, "The Lin family is really rich!"

Mrs. Lin thought he thought the price was too low, so she sneered, "The family doesn't have much cash, if you think it's too little, I can write you a check for another three million, a total of five million, how about it?"

Li Muchen shook his head, looking indifferent.

Madam Lin frowned slightly and said, "Ten million."

Li Muchen still didn't speak.

Steward Luo said angrily: "Boy, don't be ignorant of flattery. People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants. Be careful if you have your life to earn your life."

Li Muchen glanced at Steward Luo, then at Mrs. Lin, and asked, "Are you threatening me?"

"That's right." Mrs. Lin said lightly, acquiescing to Butler Luo's words.

"Madam, if you do this, you may regret it."

"Regret?" Mrs. Lin smiled, "Hehe, I want to see how you make me regret it."

Li Muchen stood up, took out the yellowed paper from his pocket, and spread it out on the table.

Mrs. Lin's eyes lit up: "That's right, young people should understand the general situation and the importance. Some things are destined not to be yours, but money is something that can truly change your destiny."

She was about to reach for it, but Li Muchen pressed his hand on the paper.

"Madam, do you know what I am doing today?"

"I have always believed that people's fate must be in their own hands and cannot be manipulated by others. Even my grandfather can't designate my marriage. So, I came here today to annul the engagement."

Mrs. Lin was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled contemptuously. She understands that the young man has a good face and wants to go down a step.

Li Muchen folded the paper again, with gentle and slow movements, neatly folded, and put it back in his pocket.

"But now, I don't plan to quit. If you want to quit, let Lin Shangyi tell me."

Madam Lin and Steward Luo suddenly changed their colors, "Li Muchen, do you know what you are doing?"

Li Muchen ignored it, turned around, and left without looking back.

Seeing the back of Li Muchen leaving, Mrs. Lin trembled with anger. She vaguely realized that she might have made a big mistake.

"Madam, do you want to stop him?" Steward Luo asked.

Mrs. Lin waved her hand, "Don't make trouble in the mansion, the old man must not know about this matter."

"Old man, do you really agree with this marriage?"

"The old man values ​​reputation more than life. If he knows that Li Muchen is coming, he will definitely force Manqing to marry him. I will not marry my daughter to a beggar, never!" Madam Lin gritted her teeth.

"Madam, do you want to..." Butler Luo made a gesture, "I'll find someone to deal with this kid?"

Mrs. Lin was silent for a moment, and said: "Don't kill anyone, just teach him a lesson and drive him out of Hecheng. The most important thing is to get back the marriage contract written by the old man himself."

She stood up a little tired, walked towards the stairs, and suddenly turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, give him the two million. I promised it. We can't let people say that our Lin family is stingy and tell him never to step on it again." One step into Hecheng."

"Don't worry, ma'am, I'll take care of it right away." Steward Luo looked at the box of banknotes on the table, with a trace of greed in his eyes, and murmured, "He won't appear in Hecheng anymore..."

...

Li Muchen left the Lin family villa and went straight to Lingshan Lake in the western suburbs, where his grandfather's grave was.

He grew up with his grandfather, lived in an old house in the western suburbs, and picked up garbage for a living. When he was seven years old, his grandfather passed away suddenly. Because he had no money to buy a cemetery, he could only secretly bury his grandfather's bones on the deserted beach by Lingshan Lake. Only this place was left unattended, and no one would ask them for money.

Lingshan Lake is so big that you can't see the edge at a glance. He came to the deserted beach where his grandfather was buried. Looking from here, the lake is steaming and steaming, like a fairyland.

Among the reeds on the barren beach, some people are fishing. The fishing line is so long that the buoy can hardly be seen.

When passing by that person, Li Muchen immediately realized that this was not an ordinary person, nor was he really fishing.

This person is running True Qi, hot air is evaporating from his body, and at the same time, the aura of the surrounding lakes and mountains is also converging towards him.

This is a master, at least his kung fu has reached the level of strength. However, there are obviously serious internal injuries on his body, and he is using this lake and mountain aura to heal his injuries.

Li Muchen did not expect to meet a master of Huajin when he first came to Hecheng. Those who can master Huajin in Kung Fu are rare in the world. Of course, in the eyes of Tiandu disciples, this is nothing.

Only after Huajin is the master, and only after that can he be qualified to venture into the Heavenly Capital, and there are very few who can climb the Heavenly Capital Peak.

Heavenly Capital Peak, Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, the ancestral home of all immortal sects in the world. In the war between immortals and demons, one hundred thousand sword immortals set up a sword formation of ten thousand immortals on Tiandu Peak to fight against the Heavenly Demon from outside the territory and protect the peace in the world.

This is a place where the world is truly looked down on, and how can ordinary people go there.

Li Muchen climbed to Tiandu Peak at the age of seven.

Not interested in the anglers by the lake, he hurried past and knelt down in front of his grandfather's grave.

It has been more than ten years, thinking of the past when I was a child, I can't help but feel a lot of emotion. Grandpa's kind face appeared in front of my eyes, and Li Muchen felt sad from it, and said in a mournful voice: "Master, my unfilial grandson has come back to see you!"

With a sad voice, he walked with the wind, passed through the reeds, and lingered on the wide lake, sobbing.

He knelt in front of the grave for a long time, silently telling about his practice with Yunyangzi in Tiandu Peak one by one, and finally he talked about the marriage contract of the Lin family, begging his grandfather to forgive him.

"The Lin family is too arrogant, so we have to teach them a lesson, but grandpa, don't worry, I know that you and Mr. Lin must have a friendship, otherwise there would be no such engagement. No matter what the result is, I will return his kindness."

At this moment, five furtive figures appeared on the deserted beach and quickly approached Li Muchen.

One of the big guys pointed at Li Muchen and asked, "Is that him?"

Another person said, "That's right, brother, I've been staring at him since he came out of the Lin family."

The big man approached the solitary grave, and took a good look at Li Muchen, "The little Taoist priest in torn sackcloth should be right. Brothers, keep your hands and feet clean. Master Luo said, get rid of this kid, and each person will pay 100,000 yuan."

Li Muchen knew that someone was following him, but he didn't care. In his eyes, he was just like ants.

He frowned when he heard the man say "Lord Luo". Kowtowed three times in front of the grave for the last time, stood up and turned to look at the visitor.

"Boy, you really chose a good place. After killing you, I dug a pit and buried it on the spot, so I didn't even have to throw the body away."

"Don't blame us, we are also taking money from people to eliminate disasters for others. If you want to blame it, blame your own bad luck and offend people who shouldn't be offended."