Legendary Son-in-Law: The Man with Poison Talismans

Just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the window frame, the window was gently pushed open from the inside.

Gu Qingyi's face appeared behind the window crack, and the candlelight spilled out from behind her, illuminating half of her face with a warm glow.

She looked at the skeleton outside the window, but instead of screaming like a normal woman, she stared intently at those eyes, her breathing quickened for a moment, then she quickly suppressed it.

She wouldn't mistake the outline of those eyes. More importantly, that aura, the aura of that jade pendant, was on this person, exactly the same as what she sensed at the dock that day.

She confirmed it.

This person is Lin Mu.

But in an instant, she was filled with confusion and doubt. How could someone who was perfectly healthy have become so disheveled and haggard...

Countless thoughts swirled in my mind, eventually turning into a burning yet bittersweet guess.

Could it be that all the changes and hardships this person has endured were for his own sake?

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly clenched, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand, making her breath catch in her throat and her eyes well up with tears.

Her fingers, which were gripping the windowsill tightly, tightened suddenly, so much so that her knuckles turned bluish-white. An extreme fear welled up in her heart, as if if she loosened her grip even slightly, the thin, lonely, inhuman figure outside the window would vanish into the evening breeze and be lost forever.

She didn't have time to think about the reasons or care about anything else. She suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Mu's wrist, her voice urgent: "Come in, quickly."

Chapter 262 I've been tricked

Lin Mu flipped himself over and went inside through the window, his boots landing on the ground without making a sound.

She closed the window, turned around, and her gaze lingered on him, as if trying to find Lin Mu's original appearance in his skeleton. Her voice was very low: "You... how did you become like this?"

Lin Mu did not respond, but slowly closed his eyes, his mind stirring slightly.

Silvery-white specks of light rose from the bone armor, like pieces of silver scattered by the wind, peeling off his body piece by piece, gathering again and sinking beside him, turning into a skull.

As the strange phenomenon faded, Lin Mu's original appearance was fully revealed.

The way they looked was exactly the same as when they parted ways on the second floor of Woma.

Only his eyes and brows had lost their former gentle and clear appearance, instead showing a layer of vicissitudes and composure that Gu Qingyi had never seen before, concealing the days of fighting and storms.

Gu Qingyi gazed at him quietly, the tense panic in her eyes easing slightly. Only after confirming that the person in front of her was still Lin Mu, whom she knew well, did she slowly shift her gaze away.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say and ask countless questions, but seeing his eyes, she swallowed her words back.

Lin Mu had no intention of elaborating further. He quickly glanced out the window at the corridor, making sure it was quiet and deserted, before lowering his voice and speaking urgently and solemnly: "Now is not the time to explain. Come with me."

Gu Qingyi did not move.

She stood by the window, her fingers gripping the windowsill tightening and loosening. Her gaze lingered on Lin Mu for a moment before shifting away, her voice tinged with hesitation: "Wait a little longer... Cai Ling has gone out; she should be back soon."

Lin Mu lowered his voice: "When did you leave? Hurry up, it's too late."

Gu Qingyi said, "Shortly before you knocked on the window, she went through the back door to... relieve herself."

Lin Mu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Why did I have to go to the bathroom at this time of year? Could it be a big one?

But he didn't say it aloud. He just frowned and reached out to grab her wrist: "We can't wait any longer, let's go, she..."

Gu Qingyi struggled slightly: "She's been with me since she was little, I can't leave her here alone. If I disappear without a trace, she'll be implicated."

Lin Mu opened his mouth, wanting to say "So what?", but seeing the stubborn look in her eyes, he swallowed his words.

He knew he couldn't persuade her.

He released his grip, took a half-step back, quickly glanced at the location of the patrol dots on the minimap in his mind, and then calculated the time.

The crowd outside was still waiting for the final consecration ceremony. He still had a little time, but not much.

Gu Qingyi was also aware that if Lin Mu were discovered at this time, the consequences would be unimaginable. It wasn't that she didn't know the gravity of the situation, but she was familiar with the patrol patterns in the backyard, and she had also calculated the time for the route Cai Ling took, and there was indeed still some time to spare.

She looked at Lin Mu and added in a low voice, "There's still time."

Lin Mu took a breath and nodded. He knew Gu Qingyi wouldn't put him in a difficult position: "Then let's wait a little longer. But if she hasn't returned by then, I'll forcibly take you away. You can choose."

Gu Qingyi glanced at him, but didn't refute him; she simply nodded slightly. The two remained silent as the wind outside rustled through the bamboo leaves in the corridor.

Lanterns in the distance swayed in the night breeze, and the sound of patrolling footsteps had not yet approached.

Lin Mu leaned against the wall by the window, his eyes fixed on the small map in his mind, counting down the minutes.

-

At this very moment, Gu Changfeng had already arrived outside the third platform.

He stood in front of the crowd, looking at the motionless shed, his brows slightly furrowed. Why was there no hum of the main road this time? The unusual silence made his heart sink. He couldn't help but turn his head and ask, "Why has it been so long since we went in this time without any movement?"

A man who appeared to be in charge thought for a moment and tentatively said, "Your Highness, perhaps it's because this is the last platform and the key point of the formation, so Young Master Lin needs to prepare for a while longer."

Gu Changfeng did not respond, his gaze remaining fixed on the high platform that was completely covered by thick cloth.

After a while, a buzzing sound did indeed come from inside the shed.

At first it was low and far away, then it gradually became clearer, with a steady rhythm, as if something deep in the earth was slowly turning.

The steward beside him quickly chimed in, "Your Highness, listen, this third time is truly different. The sound of the Great Dao is much deeper than the previous two times, like an echo from the earth's veins."

Gu Changfeng didn't speak, but his ears twitched slightly.

He felt there was something wrong with the voice.

It sounded like it was coming from that shed, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to be coming from further away, perhaps from the direction of the backyard.

Just then, a follower behind him suddenly pointed towards the backyard and whispered, "Your Highness... look over there, there's something in the night sky."

Gu Changfeng suddenly looked up and followed the direction the man was pointing.

In the direction of the backyard, in the black night sky, a silver-gray outline is slowly rising, its blurry shadow outlined by the moonlight, like a giant flying insect or a strange bird without wings, slowly climbing higher and higher into the night, flying towards the direction outside the earthen city.

And that buzzing sound came from there.

Gu Changfeng stood in front of the crowd, staring at the increasingly smaller silver-gray outline, as if he were nailed to the spot.

He then turned around abruptly, strode toward the third platform, and yanked open the curtain.

The shed was empty; there was no Lin Mu, no altar, no incense or candles, and no Overlord's Blade that he longed for.

The emptiness seemed like a silent mockery of him.

Gu Changfeng's face suddenly darkened, turning ashen as if covered in frost.

He gripped the Dragon Slayer sword tightly, the hilt creaking in his palm, and then slashed it down onto the tarpaulin beside him.

A long tear was ripped in the thick fabric, and it fell down with a whoosh, its edges curled up, revealing the dark night sky over the backyard.

He glanced up at the backyard; the silver-gray silhouette was almost disappearing into the night, like a mocking shadow flying further and further away.

He finally realized that he had been tricked.

He suddenly realized that the buzzing sound was coming from the backyard. Qingyi?

The so-called Demon-Sealing Lin Family, and Lin Yichen, are all just Lin Mu himself in disguise.

He gritted his teeth and forced out a low growl: "Lin Mu... Lin Mu!! You dare to play me for fools!"

The sound echoed several times in the empty courtyard before dissipating, like a stone thrown into water; no one dared to respond.

His chest heaved violently several times, and he suddenly turned around and roared at the people behind him, "Go to the backyard and see if Qingyi is still there!"

Chapter 263 Soft Seats and Passage 250

The guards were stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and ran towards the backyard.

Gu Changfeng stood before the gaping hole in the tarpaulin. The night wind rushed in through the opening, ruffling the hem of his robe. He stared at the silver-gray dot of light that was about to disappear into the night, his voice as taut as a bowstring: "Find him. Send out everyone you can mobilize in the city and bring this Lin Mu back to me."

The people behind him responded and then dispersed.

-

At this very moment, Lin Mu was sitting in a soft, fragrant seat.

After all, the materials for the fuselage are limited, and the ultimate lightweight design of the aircraft must be considered, so he only installed a slightly wider seat on the aircraft.

The original design was for one person to sit comfortably, and two people could sit side by side, but now that three people have been crammed in, they can only be stacked on top of each other.

Gu Qingyi sat on the left side of the single seat, and Cai Ling sat on the right side of the single seat, the two of them close together. Lin Mu sat on their laps, the three of them sandwiched together by the seat belts, while the skeleton was ruthlessly abandoned by Lin Mu in the palace.

Sitting on top, Lin Mu could only feel that Gu Qingyi's thighs were thin and firm, and he could feel the outline of her bones through her clothes. But Cai Ling's legs were different. They were full and elastic, and incredibly soft when pressed. It was like sitting on a warm sandbag. With the slightest movement, he could feel that soft layer swaying gently underneath.

At such a height, the swaying sensation should have been unsettling, but Lin Mu couldn't afford to panic at the moment, because the feeling of the backrest was simply too unbearable.

Gu Qingyi and Cai Ling's chests were pressed right against his back, soft and warm, rising and falling with their breaths, each movement grinding against the muscles of his back through his clothes, sending a tingling sensation from his spine all the way to the top of his head.

He originally intended to sit upright, but the height of the seat caused his center of gravity to involuntarily shift backward, and the two soft mounds caught him firmly, like cushions tailor-made for him, soft yet resilient, and warm.

It was strange to him, though. He remembered that Gu Qingyi was very flat-chested. When they used to lean against each other on the boat, he couldn't feel any curves through her clothes. She should have been soft on one side and not feel anything on the other.

But right now, both sides are soft and warm, pressing against my back, and for a moment, neither feels superior.

Meanwhile, the two people behind him, already afraid of heights, clung to him tightly. Their breaths fell on the side of his neck, warm and light, carrying a sweet and soft scent of perfume.

At this moment, Lin Mu suddenly felt a soft sensation on his right back, as if it were gently tapping him.

He turned his head slightly and caught a glimpse of Cai Ling's blushing, shy face out of the corner of his eye. Her cheeks were flushed with a light pink, and even the roots of her ears were tinged with a faint pink.

He was stunned for a moment. Back in the Woma Forest, she wore neutral clothes and her hair was neatly tied up. He couldn't tell whether she was male or female from her every move. He had always thought of her as a servant of Gu Qingyi.

Although Lin Mu was already amazed by her at the Prince's Mansion, her women's clothing and her hair, now blown loose by the wind and clinging to her cheeks, made Lin Mu find Brother Cai even more pleasing to the eye.

But Lin Mu couldn't figure out what she was planning to do.

Actually, Cai Ling herself didn't intend to do anything.

It was the first time she had ever been so close to a man, and she froze, her fingers trembling with nervousness.

She didn't actually knock on Lin Mu; those repeated thuds were her own heart beating too fast, pressing against his back through his clothes, urgent and heavy.

And the sky was so high, the wind was so strong, and the lights on the ground were shattered like a handful of scattered pebbles. She dared not look down, and the more she dared not look, the more nervous she became, and her heart was beating more than twice as fast as usual.

Lin Mu turned his head but couldn't figure it out, so he turned his head again to look at Gu Qingyi on his left.

Gu Qingyi was nestled against his shoulder, her lips slightly pale, her fingertips gripping the fabric at his waist until her knuckles turned white, and her breath trembled slightly from nervousness.

He was used to seeing her dressed as a man, decisive and capable, wielding the Staff of Judgment with more composure than anyone else. But he had never seen her like this before, timid and frightened, her lips trembling. She was incredibly cute, much more pleasing to the eye than when she was dressed as a man.