My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 163 I have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise. Please, please let me go back!
"A charlatan? I've met quite a few fortune tellers like that before."

Lin Qingfeng ignored everyone's doubts, and his usually lazy face now showed a hint of unfathomable depth.

He walked with his hands behind his back to a wooden window, as if he wanted to lean against the windowsill and adopt a posture of looking down on all living beings.

He slowly raised his leg...

Then, the movement abruptly froze in mid-air.

Su Ling'er's pupils contracted instantly!

She noticed that her senior brother's gaze was fixed on the windowsill, and a hint of... apprehension flashed in his eyes.
what happened?

Is there a trap there?!

Did the eldest brother sense something that could threaten his restrictions?
Lin Qingfeng looked at the dust that had accumulated on the windowsill for who knows how many years, and silently put his raised leg down again.

"Cough cough!"

He turned around nonchalantly and gave everyone a smile that sent chills down Su Ling'er's spine.

"This time, the trial ground is the Shen Family's Curse. Newbies, you're really lucky to have encountered such an easy trial on your first visit."

"Even if I die, I should die easily."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scholar in the long robe could no longer contain himself. He pointed at Lin Qingfeng, trying to overwhelm the unknown fear with his imposing manner.

"Kidnapper...kidnapper! You must be some kind of kidnapper!"

"I'm telling you! Let me go back right now! Otherwise... Hmph! My family has powerful connections!"

"I have connections above me, real connections!"

"If you don't let me go back, you'd better think carefully about the consequences!"

These words sent a chill down the spines of the undercover agents present.

He's gone mad! This mortal has completely lost his mind!
How dare he threaten such a capricious and unpredictable devil!

Is he dying?!
Su Ling'er subconsciously tightened her grip on the wooden sword in her hand.

She feared that the scholar would be turned into a pool of flesh and blood under the senior brother's fingertips at any moment!
No!

As a righteous disciple, she couldn't bear to watch mortals die tragically before her eyes!
She had to save him!
Su Ling'er quietly took half a step forward, her spiritual power surging within her, preparing to knock the scholar unconscious with the back of her sword before her senior brother could make a move.

If we can just shut him up, maybe...maybe the senior brother will calm down and spare his life.

However, just as Lin Qingfeng glanced at him, waiting to see what other harsh words the scholar would utter, he was about to witness the situation.

"Plop!" a sound.

The scholar's legs buckled, and he knelt down, grabbing Lin Qingfeng's leg and wailing:

"Brother! Kidnapper brother! You're my own brother! I have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise, please let me go home!"

"I still want to pass the imperial examinations and bring honor to my ancestors!"

"My family is really broke. Even if you kill me, you won't get a single penny out of me! Please, brother!"

This dramatic reversal shattered the tragic atmosphere that Su Ling'er was prepared to risk her life to rescue.

Everyone was stunned.

Lin Qingfeng looked down at the scholar who was clinging to his leg, crying with snot and tears streaming down his face, and his lips twitched wildly.

No, where did your arrogant "I have connections" attitude go?
How could you just kneel down like that?
I thought you were some kind of royal relative traveling incognito!
It's a pity there's no Desert Eagle.

So he took out a [Ghost Fire Talisman] from his pocket.

"Kid, do you think I'm joking with you?"

"Huh? Brother, I didn't!"

He casually flicked the [Ghost Fire Talisman], and a flame shot out with a "whoosh," striking a potted plant in the corner of the hall.

Although the flames were not large, the flickering ghostly figures and eerie special effects still made it look quite strange.

"Do you want to try dying? Can you... imagine the infinite horror?"

"I have gone through three trials." Lin Qingfeng began to speak impromptu, his eyes sweeping over everyone before finally landing on Su Ling'er, as if he were speaking to her.

"The first time, my opponent was an ugly guy with scissor hands. There were a lot of people participating, you know?"

"Two veterans remained. Do you know the ending? They were both killed in their dreams!"

"Only I... and one other person survived."

As Lin Qingfeng spoke, he caught a glimpse of one of the guides, "Ji," squatting on the ground in the corner, seemingly organizing a bunch of Three X Kill cards in preparation for playing cards with the guild leader later.

"Hey! Stop lounging around there! Play later!"

"Ji" was taken aback upon hearing this, and looked up with a bewildered expression:
"what?"

President, what did you say?
Why does that line from the president sound so familiar?

Let me check... Ah, but it seems like there's no part of this I can get involved in!

Fine, I'll just go along with the president.

So, “祭” solemnly echoed:
"Cough, Senior Brother is right, the previous trials were really too dangerous!"

Lin Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction and continued reading to the scholar:

Do you want to know what it feels like to be killed by an absurd dream?

"Do you want to watch everything around you turn into writhing, rotten flesh, and witness the agony of your own body being slowly crushed by a pair of scissors? You piece of shit! Do you want to die?!"

Lin Qingfeng read his lines verbatim, his eyes showing so little murderous intent that Su Ling'er relaxed and loosened her grip on the wooden sword.

She understood that her senior brother didn't take the scholar seriously at all; he was just... enjoying the thrill of intimidating his prey.

Those few people in the crowd who had originally intended to join in the commotion and cause trouble were also frightened by the eerie ghost fire talisman and dared not act rashly again.

Only the scholar remained, clinging tightly to Lin Qingfeng's leg, crying even harder.
"Big brother! I already told you I don't want to die!"

"I know you're awesome! I believe you! But my family really doesn't have any money! Please, have mercy on me!"

"...Get out of my way!"

Lin Qingfeng shook his leg with a look of disgust.
"Don't hug my leg, it's disgusting!"

Upon hearing this, the scholar felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly released his grip, but dared not stand too far from Lin Qingfeng.

Seeing this, Su Ling'er mustered her courage and approached her senior brother, lowering her voice to ask:

"Senior Brother, what... what's going on here? How did we get here? What are we supposed to do?"

"And... what about these ordinary people who have no cultivation?"

"Oh, this."

Lin Qingfeng also lowered his voice.
"Your mission is simply to explore this haunted house, and then... survive!"

Lin Qingfeng thought about the exploration progress and, in order to motivate people, continued.

"The more you explore, the more you learn, the more likely you are to survive. And besides, there really are ghosts in here."

"Then... what about the ordinary people?" Lin Qingfeng's lips curled into a mysterious smile. "Would you believe me if I said I didn't know either?"

Su Ling'er immediately shook her head, her face clearly saying, "I don't believe you for a second."

"have to,"

"I knew you wouldn't believe me even if I told you."

Since you don't believe me, I'll make it even more mysterious!
"Perhaps they are also part of this cruel game."

"Everyone who enters here, whether mortal or cultivator, is merely a pawn on a chessboard."

Upon hearing this, Su Ling'er felt a chill run down her spine.

piece?

Does the eldest brother treat everyone as pawns on his chessboard?!

(End of this chapter)