12dz Chapter 671 Big Oolong
Chapter 671 Big Oolong
"Kill me if you want, but as long as I live, this girl has to get married." Lin Fugui swung his neck and handed the girl to Lin Ping.
The current situation put Lin Ping in a difficult position; once he had spoken, he could not back down.
He thought Lin Fugui would back down, but unexpectedly, he was eager to be beaten.
Even though he was a spendthrift, he couldn't lay a hand on his father.
"Go ahead and hit me, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Lin Ping raised his hand, making a gesture as if to hit someone.
"No way, I need to find a handy weapon." Lin Ping lowered his raised hand chop, angrily saying, "Hmph, I'll use the antiques you old codger have collected to fight!"
After speaking, Lin Ping stormed into Lin Fugui's room and began searching for antiques.
Lin Fugui had few hobbies in his life, except for collecting antiques.
Lin Ping had previously smashed vases worth hundreds of taels of silver, so he wasn't afraid to smash a few more now.
Click...
A series of crisp sounds emanated from Lin Fugui's room, and the floor was soon covered with broken porcelain shards.
In no time, Lin Ping smashed all the good things in the room.
In order to completely overwhelm Lin Fugui in terms of momentum, he continued searching the house.
"Huh? What an exquisite wooden box! It must contain valuable items!" Lin Ping's gaze fell on an antique-style wooden box.
With a gentle push from the heel of his palm, the wooden box slowly slid open.
"No!" Lin Fugui rushed in from outside in a panic, trying to stop Lin Ping.
"Scared already? I'll open it anyway." Lin Ping continued to push open the wooden box, and a dazzling white light shone out, blurring Lin Ping's vision for a moment.
With a speed that seemed to come from nowhere, Lin Fugui seized the opportunity to snatch the wooden box back and said urgently, "It's all my fault. My son will decide my little sister's marriage."
"Huh? You're not going to persist?" Lin Ping was increasingly puzzled.
However, Lin Fugui successfully aroused Lin Ping's curiosity. He was probably more interested in what was inside than Lin Xiaomei's marriage.
"You old fool, how dare you hide treasures from me!" Lin Ping snatched the wooden box back and opened it without hesitation.
The light inside the wooden box shone brightly, even overpowering the glaring sunlight.
"A precious sword?" Lin Ping stared in disbelief at the translucent, snow-white sword lying in the wooden box, lost in thought.
Not only was I amazed by the craftsmanship of the sword, but I also felt a sense of familiarity.
Lin Fugui was stunned on the spot, and his eyes instantly dimmed.
"By the riverbank, the unpolished stone was dull, but after two years of polishing, it has become smooth and lustrous." A line of delicate characters is engraved on the hilt of the sword, with the words "Chasing the Moon" written in the lower right corner.
"The Moon Chasing Sword? Is it really the Moon Chasing Sword?" Lin Xiaomei, who had been crying just now, immediately perked up, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
"Master once said that the Moon Chasing Sword is one of the four great swords of the Lotus Palace, ranking above the Star Chasing Sword and the Illusionary Heaven Sword. Even she herself had never seen it before, yet it has appeared in the Lin family?" Lin Xiaomei was overjoyed, holding the sword in both hands as if afraid it would fall to the ground and break.
Reminded by Lin Xiaomei, Lin Ping muttered to himself, "My wife once said that the owners of the Four Great Swords were all disciples of the previous Palace Master, namely Shan Zixing, Jiang Lanfeng, their senior brother, and their senior sister who has never appeared."
kindness?
A terrifying thought suddenly occurred to Lin Ping!
In other words... this sword is very valuable?
"Alright, I'll lay my cards on the table. I am Zhang Jiuxiang, and this sword is the token left by my benefactor back then," Lin Fugui said in a low voice, looking as listless as if he had lost his life.
"You're Zhang Jiuxiang?" Lin Ping suddenly realized, grabbed Lin Fugui's coat collar and asked, "You old bastard, you tricked me so badly! Tell me, where is the baby from back then? I'll beat him black and blue."
Lin Ping didn't get an answer in return, but instead received surprised looks from everyone.
Is this guy stupid?
Still can't figure out what happened?
"Why are you all staring at me like I'm an idiot? Am I not smart enough?" Lin Ping replied, annoyed.
Zhou Xiyin tugged at Lin Ping's sleeve and whispered in his ear, "My husband is the baby who was adopted back then."
"Impossible!" Lin Ping roared in anger. "How could I be that boy, much less shamelessly arrange a marriage between my wife and me since we were children? Wait a minute, does that mean it was me who arranged the marriage between my wife and me since we were children?"
Lin Ping belatedly realized what was happening and jumped up with joy. Because he couldn't control his energy, he smashed a hole in the roof. Even though he was bleeding from his head, he didn't feel any pain.
No one expected that, after all the twists and turns, we would end up back where we started.
Even if he doesn't fight for her, Jiang Yunying will be his wife sooner or later.
This is very interesting.
Twenty years ago, I was bullied by a local tyrant in Qinghe County and almost lost my life, but my benefactor saved me.
You kept crying in your benefactor's arms. He tried to leave several times, but came back each time. In the end, he reluctantly kept you with him, saying that he would not let you study or learn martial arts in the future, but just let you be an ordinary person.
Upon parting, my benefactor presented me with this sword as a token and left me with a thousand taels of silver.
Shortly afterward, several highly skilled men in black arrived in the county, searching for their benefactor.
I knew my benefactor had gotten into trouble and that his enemies wouldn't let him off the hook, so I changed my name and went to Jiangcheng.
Lin Fugui felt much better after recounting the past that had been buried in his mind.
“My son is an outstanding person, so he naturally cannot condescend to the small Lin family. He should go and find his benefactor. Your mother and I are just ordinary people. We dare not hope to have any connection with you. I would have no regrets in my life if my son could stay for twenty years.”
At this point, Lin Fugui burst into tears, as if he were about to lose Lin Ping forever.
In fact, Lin Ping didn't care at all. He was a transmigrator, and the reason he stayed in the Chen family was to repay Lin Fugui's kindness in raising him.
Even if he wasn't born of him, he certainly resembled him.
"Crying and sobbing, hoping I'll die? I won't leave until I've squeezed every last drop of profit out of you. This is just to explain the situation to him," Lin Ping rebuked sharply.
If he speaks politely, or even kowtows three times to repay the kindness of raising him, Lin Fugui will feel distant and thus be saddened.
Isn't this kind of beating and scolding exactly what his spoiled son is like?
In other words, even if Lin Ping knew their true identities, he would not abandon them.
"What's that old codger's name? He's not also surnamed Lin, is he?" Lin Ping continued to ask.
"My benefactor's surname is naturally Lin, and his given name is Hao. But since I hope you will live a peaceful and safe life, I have named you Lin Ping," Lin Fugui said with a smug look on his face, clearly quite pleased with the name.
It turns out it was a huge misunderstanding?
The person Jiang Yunying was betrothed to since childhood was actually him. If he had known this would happen, why would he have risked going to the Lotus Palace? Wouldn't it have been easier to just wait for Jiang Lanfeng to bring his wife into his arms?
Thinking of this, Qin An was speechless for a moment.