I live forever in the realm of comprehension

Chapter 13

A thought flashed through my mind.

He Song looked down at the teacup in front of him, feeling speechless for a while.

It seems.

The other party is not really cautious.

Instead, he sensed his own existence, so he never dared to do anything.

Maybe it was because he was worried that a praying mantis, a cicada, and an oriole would follow him when he did it, or maybe it was because he was worried that Lin Cong was not dead.

But now it seems.

There is a high possibility that the opponent will do something today.

Holding the teacup without moving, He Song listened carefully to the footsteps next door.

Slight footsteps circled the house, and then stood at the window of the house next door.

Pause for a moment.

ba da~
With a slight sound, He Song suddenly realized that the window of Lin Cong's house had been opened.

Window open.

The person who had been stepping on the spot for half a month also quickly climbed into the house.

Close the window.

Then, the surroundings became silent.

He Song was calm and calm, still holding a teacup and listening quietly.

He is waiting.

Wait for the opponent to leave.

Or Lin Cong shot and killed the opponent.

No matter how the situation develops, it doesn't have much impact on He Song, so naturally he doesn't care too much.

next door.

A thin man in a long gown gently closed the window behind him, blocking most of the outside sound.

Looking around, the man quickly moved towards the only quiet room in the room.

The rented house in Zhushan Xianfang has a quiet room besides the outer room with windows.

The outer room is built of ordinary wood and is used for entertaining guests, as well as for daily life.

The quiet room is built of sound-proof wood and is used for daily practice and spell practice without worrying about being disturbed.

Almost every house is designed like this.

Therefore, men are familiar with the road.

There was very little sound under his feet. The man held a fine steel dagger and carefully moved towards the quiet room.

"In half a month, if this person died, the body should not have smelled bad in the quiet room, but the boy next door stayed in the room every day without knowing what he was doing, which made me wait for half a month in vain. If given the chance."

As he approached the quiet room, a hint of ferocity flashed in the man's eyes.

But then, he shook his head again.

"Forget it, that kid is an insider of Xianfang, I can't stay in Xianfang if I kill him, but fortunately he is not at home today, I will accept this person's relic with a smile!"

With such calculations in his mind, a strong greedy look appeared in the man's eyes when he looked at the quiet room.

A relic of the third level of Qi training.

How to put it, there must be dozens of spirit stones, right?

He knew that Lin Cong had a sturdy figure, and he was not an ordinary monk at first glance.

It is difficult to open from the outside when the silent chamber is closed.

But it is not difficult for the cultivator.

It is very easy for a cultivator to open a quiet room without worrying about being disturbed.

However, the sound may attract the attention of those around you.

That's why he waited for He Song to leave before starting to act.

crunch ~ crunch ~
With a tooth-piercing sound, the door of the quiet room was slowly pried open.

however.

Just as the door of the quiet room was pried open and everything in the room was exposed to the man's eyes, a touch of horror surged into the man's heart instantly.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Lin Cong said with a sinister smile, and a big hand like a cattail fan grabbed the neck of the person in front of him fiercely.

The other hand made a soft pinch.

With a flash of sword light, all the hands and feet of the man in front of him were cut off in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a magic weapon long sword was aimed at the man's horrified eyes under Lin Cong's manipulation.

Excruciating pain in the body.

Plus suffocation in the neck.

And the fear of being suddenly cut into a stick.

The eyes of the man who originally wanted to pick up the relics were tearing apart.

Want to shout out loud.

The pressure on his neck made him unable to speak.

I wanted to beg for mercy, but found that I couldn't even speak.

He could only keep beckoning Lin Cong to spare his life with his eyes.

at this time.

The blood on Lin Cong's body has dried up, and although the depression on his chest has not healed, it is much better than before.

Not only did he not die.

Lin Cong's injuries seemed to be mostly healed.

With the cultivation base of the third level of Qi training, coupled with his body like a tiger and wolf, he can take down the person in front of him in one fell swoop.

"It took half a month to dare to enter the house. If you come the next day, a certain house may really fall into your trap." Lin Cong's eyes flashed fiercely as he looked at the man who had been cut into a human stick in front of him.

The big hand that pinched the opponent's neck also began to exert force at this moment.

"Remember in your next life, if you don't touch something, if you want to touch it, you have to use thunderous means!"

before dying.

The man heard the words in his ear.

He couldn't help scolding He Song in his heart.

If it weren't for the fear of being caught by He Song's mantis, the cicada and the oriole would be behind, it would be impossible for him to wait until today before doing it.

It is very likely that after knowing that Lin Cong was seriously injured, he came to the door the next day.

He also didn't expect that He Song was practicing spells and didn't go out much for half a month.

Unfortunately, there is no if in this world.

He Song would not even know about the abuse in his heart at this moment.

Even Lin Cong in front of him.

At this moment, he didn't know what he was thinking at all.

He Song didn't know that he had killed someone out of nowhere.

I don't know what happened to the other party after entering Lin Cong's house.

but.

After waiting for a long time, even after the sky was dark, He Song still didn't see the other party coming out, and He Song already had the answer in his heart.

This man probably died in Lin Cong's house.

Most likely, Lin Cong did not die, but healed in the room.

As for why there is no sound in Banyue.

What should be eaten is Bigu Dan, and in addition to meditating to heal injuries, there is no need to move, so naturally there will be no sound.

Some guesses flashed through his mind, and He Song's expression soon relaxed.

Lin Cong is dead or not.

It has nothing to do with myself.

If you die, you don't lose anything.

If you don't die, you won't get anything.

The two have only met twice, and said hello twice.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and He Song will not take this matter to heart.

Put away the tea set.

He Song soon began to meditate and practice.

Time flies.

Time flies like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, another month passed quietly.

At this time, it has been a month and a half since He Song became Ling Zhi's husband.

In the five acres of spiritual fields, He Song has also pulled out the spiritual rice that grew out of it, and replanted it.

This is a small technique recorded in the book "Lingzhi Planting Skills", which can effectively increase the yield of Lingmi. It is very similar to the rice transplanting He Song experienced in his previous life.

this day.

As in the past, He Song got up in the morning and had breakfast, then performed the spirit rain technique for half an hour at the spiritual field.

However, just when He Song finished using the Spiritual Rain Technique, the spiritual power in his body was empty, and he was about to go home to recover his spiritual power.

An unexpected figure stopped He Song.

"Fellow Daoist He, I said before that I would come to visit, but I didn't have time because of the serious injury, but Lin has recovered from his injury today, so I came to disturb you." Lin Cong, who had recovered from his injuries, stood at the door of He Song's house and said to He Song .

(End of this chapter)