I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 93 Shen Lin's Surprise and Doubt

Turn back the clock to one day.

After finishing the performance, Su Hong hurriedly took off his makeup backstage, rode a paper-cut horse, and galloped towards Liangcheng, the capital of Nanyang.

The weather, which was both warm and cold, froze his bones, but it could not freeze the heat in his heart. He galloped all night, his horse's hooves breaking through the night sky, and Liangcheng was finally in sight.

When they stepped into the Puhua Theater, the disciples who had gotten up early to practice martial arts were all surprised. They didn't know why the eldest brother, who always paid attention to his image, was so embarrassed today?

Su Hong asked anxiously, "Where's the master?"

The disciple who was practicing martial arts replied, "Master went to Yaoshan Sect and hasn't returned yet!"

Su Hong, who had come up empty-handed, was anxious and wanted to go to Yaoshan Sect, but he thought that going there would only disturb his master's mood, so he had no choice but to give up.

I simply went to Bajiao Alley to ask around, and in the evening, Shen Lin returned with the troupe.

Su Hong arrived upon hearing the news and knocked on the master's inner courtyard door, only to see the master sitting at the stone table with a rosy face, drinking hangover tea, shaking his head and humming a tune, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Hey, you're back? Little Kidney told me you came back so tired so early in the morning. What happened?"

Su Hong did not answer. Instead, he turned around, closed the gate, and walked over quickly. With a serious face, he lowered his voice and said, "Master, there was an immortal watching the play last night."

Shen Lin nodded subconsciously. His right hand, which was holding the teacup, suddenly froze in mid-air. He looked at Su Hong with a look of doubt and confusion: "Are you sure?"

Su Hong didn't say anything, but gently strengthened his cultivation. The earth-shaking changes in his cultivation startled Shen Lin so much that the cup in his hand fell with a clang.

The red glow on his face suddenly disappeared.

He carefully watched the changes in his eldest disciple's cultivation, waved his hand, turned around and ran into the house.

Su Hong hurried to follow.

After entering the room and lighting the incense, Shen Lin finally managed to calm his trembling heart and asked, "Who is the immortal?"

Su Hong shook his head: "I didn't see it. That gaze came from the mountain. I didn't dare to look up, for fear of breaking my power and even more afraid of startling the heavenly beings."

Shen Lin took a breath anxiously, and asked, "You didn't see anything behind?"

Su Hong shook his head: "Before the second act was finished, the immortal's gaze disappeared. After that, I never felt the immortal's gaze again."

Shen Lin remained silent, his lips trembling slightly, his heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat, and an unspeakable regret surged in his heart.

If he hadn't left, he would have been the one to perform on the stage, and he would have been the one to enjoy the gaze of the immortal. Unlike Su Hong, who was half-baked, his cultivation in Jiazi had already been perfected, and he only lacked the last step. This one look would most likely help him break through Jiazi.

What to do! What to do!
Just one wrong move in chess. Who would have thought that in that poor place, there would actually be... immortals living in seclusion.

Feeling extremely disappointed, Shen Lin said in a depressed voice:
"Tell me the whole story from beginning to end."

"Hey!"

Su Hong nodded, sorted out his words a little, and then began to tell the story.

He talked about the excitement in the countryside, the villagers' immersion in the opera, and the sobs, laughter, and sighs they heard.

Shen Lin was surprised when he heard it. When he sang the line "I bowed a hundred times to ask about the immortal's whereabouts" and the immortal cast a look at him, Shen Lin couldn't help but sighed deeply.

"Why does the master sigh?"

"It's time, it's fate! The fact that you've attracted the attention of the immortals is probably because you entered the Mysterious Realm last night, which resonated with the audience and attracted their attention!"

Su Hong said nothing.

To be honest, he didn't feel that he was very immersed in the opera last night. At most, in the second half of the first show, after noticing that the audience was immersed in it, he perked up his spirits.

Shen Lin changed the subject: "Who do you think that immortal is?"

Su Hong said: "Apart from the Laolu Mountain God, the only guest official of Laolu Temple, Lu Wujiu, is worth mentioning. However, although Lu Wujiu has a little reputation, he can't really be called an immortal. I guess that maybe he was an immortal passing by!" Shen Lin fell silent after hearing this.

He secretly agreed with this statement, but he couldn't accept it.

If it was just an immortal passing by, it meant that he would not be able to replicate the drama of last night, and his hope of reaching the second rank would be dashed again.

"Besides Lu Wujiu, who else is there in Laolu Temple?"

"There's also Liu Qingtan, and five new disciples we accepted last year." Su Hong said, patting his head and taking out a memorial and handing it over: "This is information about the Old Law Temple. After returning, I went to Bajiao Alley and bought this information."

"Does Bajiao Alley still sell these things?"

Shen Lin took the letter with some surprise.

"I heard that ever since Lu Wujiu took on the role of Grand Marshal of the Liuren Sect and founded the Soul-Nourishing Wind and Fire Academy, many people have been asking about him, so Bajiao Alley has also been paying attention to him."

Shen Lin nodded in sudden realization.

He unfolded the letter, which did not contain much content, but only gave a brief introduction to the situation of Lao Lu Temple and its disciples.

"Why is there so little news about Lu Wujiu? Are you not willing to spend money?"

"No, only this much can be bought in Bajiaoxiang. The dealer said that if it weren't for Yang Fengzhao's ascension, not to mention Lu Wujiu, even Lao Luguan would have paid little attention. Now that we have hurriedly collected it, this is all we can get."

Shen Lin nodded, quickly flipped to the end, and his eyes suddenly fixed.

"After Lu Wujiu joined Lao Lu Temple, the former temple master Li You and his first and third disciples suddenly died. This is a bit strange, isn't it?"

"I asked the broker, and he said someone searched his soul and found no trace of it."

Su Hong said this with a curious look on his face, "Rumor has it that the former abbot of Lao Lu Temple was killed by Lu Wujiu in order to usurp his position. Master, do you think this is credible?"

Shen Lin closed the memorial, his eyes flickering. "With Lu Wujiu's abilities, he'll be rich wherever he goes. Even joining a prestigious sect wouldn't be impossible. There's no need to kill the old Lu Monastery Master."

"It seems that this is a rumor."

"That's not necessarily the case!"

"Ok?"

"The affairs of the Jianghu are always absurd and ridiculous. Maybe Lu Wujiu would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix, and is attracted to the quiet and peaceful place of Lao Lu Temple?"

"That's true."

Shen Lin casually answered his disciples' doubts, his thoughts still lingering on the "immortal". Thinking of the old master of Lu Temple, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through his mind:
"Do you think this immortal is Li You, the former abbot of Lao Lu Temple?"

Su Hong was stunned, and then he heard the master say:

"It's said that when one person achieves enlightenment, all his family members will benefit. Perhaps the eldest and third disciples of Lao Lu Temple didn't die suddenly, but followed Li You to the afterlife."

"Master, this isn't right. If Li You truly became an immortal, how could he sit idly by and watch a random cultivator bully the old Lu Temple?"

"So he sent Lu Wujiu! Have you ever heard of the Soul Water before Lu Wujiu?"

Su Hong subconsciously shook his head when he heard this, and he felt as if something had suddenly clicked in his mind. Thinking about it this way, the logic seemed to make sense.

"But shouldn't becoming an immortal and becoming a patriarch be a glorious thing? Why is Lao Luguan keeping silent about it?"

Shen Lin was speechless and tried to convince himself: "Maybe there is something else going on here!"

"What secret could make an immortal hide from the world?"

(End of this chapter)