Lin Tian stood up suddenly and smiled strangely at Yu Kaihong. His smile made Yu Kaihong stunned at first, looking at him for no reason. He saw him slowly say, "Uncle Yu, now isn't the time to talk about this. I want to verify it first. When I figure it out, I will answer you again?"

As soon as he said this, no one could say more. Yu Kaihong smiled and didn't say a word.

"Tang Ya, let's go!" Lin Tian rushed out of the door in a hurry, and said without even looking back.

Tang Ya was not angry, followed him and went out. As for Xiao Hei staying to take care of Xiao and Xu's safety, the thief could touch it in a place with such strict defense. It can be seen that he is so capable that if he is malicious intent on Xiao and Xu's two women, Lin Tian will find it difficult for Lin Tian to explain to Qin Xueqing.

After leaving the Ghost Doctor Sect, Lin Tian ran wildly, anxiously, and Tang Ya was unwilling to fall behind, fearing that she would be left behind.

Tang Ya's Hummer stopped at the foot of the mountain. Lin Tian was running wildly, even though he was good in physical fitness, he would be out of breath. After finally getting down the mountain, the two of them went to the country. Lin Tian didn't have time to take a breath, so he calmed down and turned his head and said, "Hurry up, go to the sanatorium."

"What?" Tang Ya didn't understand Lin Tian's meaning and looked at him in confusion.

Seeing that she was stunned for a long time, Lin Tian urged anxiously: "Okay, you can start the car first, I will explain it to you slowly."

Tang Ya's face turned slightly red, she twisted the car keys, started the Hummer, the giant Hummer, and drove towards the sanatorium. The car was driving very fast, and the Hummer ran forward like an iron monster.[

"Long Aotian's mother's name is Zhang Ping, the full text of the official Taoist Ambiguous Life!" Lin Tian asked in a daze.

Tang Ya thought about it, nodded by default, and soon thought of the mystery, and said in surprise: "What you just said is related to that poem?"

"Yes, I suspect that the person who stole the book was Longjun." Lin Tian said with a calm expression.

Crunch...

Tang Ya was originally stepping on the accelerator's foot and stepped on the brake. Lin Tian's words just now almost shocked her. She thought a lot just now, but in terms of that one, Lin Tian did not make her even more shocking.

"What are you doing?" Lin Tian hit the hard front windshield in front of the Hummer again, rubbing his forehead that was painfully hit, and complained: "I didn't see that I was anxious just now and didn't wear a safety belt. Is there anyone who parked like this?"

"Tell me, why?" Tang Ya ignored his complaints and asked directly.

"I don't know why, it's just an intuition, and I've written it clearly in the poem. I also want to know if this is true." Lin Tian asked Tang Ya and asked, "What happened to Long Jun and Long Aotian's mother?"

"This is Long Fu's secret, no one will tell you!" Tang Ya refused Lin Tian's inquiry without hesitation in order to protect Long Jun.

Lin Tian had heard Sima Xiao mention a few words before. Anyway, it was not a glorious thing. It was probably related to Longjun's youthful and frivolousness. Tang Ya was unwilling to say more, so he no longer asked more. Speaking of which, Tang Ya was not a candidate to chat with.

If the words are not in line with each other, Lin Tian is not afraid that she will hurt him, but that if he offends her, he will find someone to drive him for a while, which is a very difficult question to make.

"Okay, Tang Ya, you drive!" Lin Tian stopped asking more and urged: "We will go to the sanatorium and then we will get back to you."

Although Tang Ya was wondering about Lin Tian asking around, once it was important to do something, she temporarily put aside her personal grudges and drove straight to the sanatorium.

In the mansion where Longjun of the sanatorium is located.

He lay comfortably on the bamboo rattan chair specially tailored for him. His figure was really huge, and ordinary bamboo rattan chairs were really hard to accommodate. Lan Yanmei specially ordered someone to tailor one for him.[

Longjun, who was idle in the wild, raised flowers, planted grass, lying on a bamboo rattan chair to bask in the sun, and his life was very comfortable.

However, Long Jun, who had touched the gun for a lifetime, suddenly had a change of 180 degrees. It was a bit lie to say that he did not feel lost, but he still silently endured the loneliness in his heart. He was with the old friend who had been with him for many years and talked with him for nothing.

Lian Fengchen was seriously injured and lay in bed for a few days. After taking medicine for Lin Tian to boil for him, his injuries gradually improved. However, the old disease of internal injuries was not something that could be cured by decoctions. Fortunately, he had a good mentality, especially after he could go to the ground, there was a little smile on his face.

Once the Practice's dust injury was healed, he was idle, walked out of the house, and found a spacious place in the sanatorium to practice boxing and kicking, so that his lazy body could recover after a few days. Long Jun was still lying in a bamboo rattan chair, with a peaceful expression, and seemed to enjoy his current life very much. The past golden swords and iron horses were related to him.

"Dragon Lord!"

Lin Tian jumped out of the car and ran into the courtyard, whispering to him.

Long Jun opened his eyes slightly, saw that it was Lin Tian, ​​and smiled at him with deep meaning, "Why are you here?"

"Long Jun invites me to come. If I don't come, wouldn't it be too rude?" Lin Tian replied with a thief smile.

The two looked at each other tacitly, with a very eccentric look, which made Tang Ya, who was beside her, curled her lips.

Lin Tian moved a small stool, sat next to Longjun's bamboo rattan chair, and reached out and said, "Okay, Longjun, take out the book, right?"

Tang Ya looked at Lin Tian in surprise, as if it was completely beyond her expectations. Long Jun smiled and asked knowingly: "What book? I am a rough man. If I don't read books or read newspapers, how can I have books?"

"Mr. Long, you are too modest. You are so literary. You even say that you are a rough person. Isn't this a joke? My mystery is the latest chapter!" Lin Tian smiled sly and said clearly.

Tang Ya also opened her eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of her. She wanted to know why Lin Tian was so sure that the book "The Dragon Nine Needles" must have been stolen by Longjun.

"Why do you say it's me?" Long Jun wanted to test him, but instead of handing over the book, he teased Lin Tian.

When Lin Tianyi heard Long Jun say such words, he felt a little more in his heart and smiled and said, "Actually, at first I didn't think of you at all, but you left a hidden poem on the wall, which made me think of something. Later, I went to Tang Ya..."

"You're talking nonsense, when did I tell you?" Tang Ya was anxious, afraid that Long Jun would blame her for being too talkative, so she hurriedly scolded her.

Seeing that she was really anxious, Lin Tian laughed a few times and changed the topic: "Actually, she didn't say anything, but I suddenly thought that someone had told me that the name of Long Aotian's mother was Zhang Ping."

The Dragon Lord said with a deep meaning. He looked at Tang Ya without hesitation. Tang Ya was afraid that he would blame him, so he lowered his head and moved his eyes to other places.

Naturally, the little movements between the two could not be hidden from Lin Tian. He immediately understood that Tang Ya was also involved. He was very calm and found the right person this time, so he said to Long Jun: "Okay, Long Jun, don't play puzzles with me, hurry up and confess to me!"

Long Jun sat upright with laughter, waved at Tang Ya and said, "Okay, Tang Ya, go and call the master who practices outside."

Tang Ya nodded and turned around and walked outside the door of the house. Of course, Lin Tian also understood that Long Jun said this intentionally to escape. Lin Tian, ​​who knew the whereabouts of "The Dragon Nine Needles", was no longer anxious. He was patient and listened to what Long Jun wanted to say.

"Lin Tian, ​​I want you to cure someone." Long Jun smiled happily, and asked with a shy face.

Judging from his appearance, Lin Tian had already guessed who was going to be treated. There were probably not many people in this world who could make Long Jun embarrassed to show shyness. He teased with interest: "You won't let me control Long Aotian's mother, right!"

As soon as Lin Tian said something, Long Jun's old face, full of pleated ones, turned red, and he was whispering, which made Lin Tian even more curious. He had long ignored the gap in age between the two and joked: "Okay, just tell me what's going on?"

Long Jun felt that this kid's ghost spirit could not hide anything from him, so he had to accept his fate and sighed slowly, "I owe her this, so I hope you can help me."

After hearing his words heavy, Lin Tian put away his joking thoughts. After all, this kid still respects Longjun from the bottom of his heart.

"Long Jun, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have joked with you." Lin Tian was also a good kid who corrected his mistakes whenever he made mistakes. He took the initiative to admit his mistakes to Long Jun.

Long Jun was amused by his seriousness, and he felt that this kid was really interesting, and he returned to the cheerfulness he had just now. He laughed and said, "It's okay, I don't blame you at all."

After laughing, in front of Lin Tian, ​​he began to recall the past, his eyes were full of loneliness, and said, "I thought I would never mention it to you next, but now I can tell you it's really a feeling of luck."

Lin Tian listened to his heavy words and never dared to make a joke again. He sat beside him and listened carefully.

“It was autumn one year…”
Chapter completed!