"Second Holy Duke, I advise you to give up the idea of taking action against me. You and I cannot afford to accidentally damage the portrait of the most holy master." Lin Yanli smiled and held the portrait in her arms.
He walked back to the futon in small steps and advised.
"Return the portrait of our ancestor to me!" Kong Xuan's face gradually darkened, obviously displeased with Lin Yanli's behavior of threatening him with the portrait.
"Hey, Second Holy Gong, you go outside and find out if there is any reason to return something that has come into my hands, Jiang Wanli!" Lin Yanli hugged the portrait tightly in her arms, "So, Second Holy Gong, you can
Just pretend there is no such painting!"
"You are a robber!"
"Hey, don't you always accuse us of being demons in the Shanshui Di newspaper? What's wrong with the demons grabbing something?"
Kong Xuan was choked and didn't know what to say in reply. He glanced at the Four Swords of Buddha that were once again placed on his neck, and then slightly raised his head to look at Chen Qiuyu sitting on the beam. He sighed helplessly.
Lin Yanli smiled and patted the floor, motioning for him to sit down: "Second Holy Duke, people are still fighting outside. You don't want Xinyuan Cave Heaven to be reduced to ruins. There are quite a few guests attending the wedding banquet today.
Here! Let’s talk about it!”
When talking about the guests, Kong Xuan's face looked even worse.
"What do you want to talk about!"
"Well, let's start with the Zhou family first. I took Zhou Qianluo and Kong Shu away. Do you have any objections?"
"Kong Shu is a descendant of the Kong family, what qualifications do you have to take him away!"
Lin Yanli raised his eyebrows, grinned and waved his hand: "That means we don't have to talk about it. Qiu Yu, please tell me to have Optimism kill those two brats of the Xu family, and tell the public that the Holy Gong will never die.
save."
"Yes!" Chen Qiuyu heard the sound, took out a messenger flying sword from his sleeve, muttered a few words to the flying sword, and then threw the flying sword.
Kong Xuan laughed and said: "I know that you have been restraining the disciples in the past two years, but you will not let them kill people."
"Really, then you just take a gamble!" Lin Yanli shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.
Kong Xuan looked at Fei Yuan's flying sword, his eyelids jumped, and he grabbed it back: "I promise you!"
He really didn't dare to gamble.
"That's right, we can still talk!" Lin Yanli touched his chin with his hand, "If you want me to withdraw from Xinyuan Cave, you have to come up with your chips."
Kong Xuan suppressed his murderous intention and asked with anger: "What do you want?"
"Don't worry, I won't cause you to bleed. I just want some books." Lin Yanli clapped her hands, took out a piece of white paper from her sleeve and handed it forward. I hope you can provide the books on this list for free.
to us.
Kong Xuan leaned forward, reached for the white paper, looked at the list of books on the paper, and couldn't help cursing: "Where can I find the original of such a sage for you?"
"Rubbings will do, hand-copied ones will do, but if they don't exist, then I'll replace them with books written by other saints. These shouldn't be difficult for the Confucius family."
Kong Xuan pinched his eyebrows with his hand, looked at the densely written white paper, and put it into his sleeve.
This requirement is indeed not difficult for the Kong family.
As the most holy bloodline, the Kong family only needs to tell Guanhai Academy if they want any books, and someone will send them rubbings.
"I promise you."
Lin Yanli saw that Kong Xuan agreed quickly and neatly, and nodded with satisfaction. Then he stretched out his hand to shake the scroll in his hand and said, "I will take this portrait of the saint with me. It is enshrined everywhere."
Kong Xuan took a deep breath and fell silent.
He knew that this painting would never come back.
He knew Jiang Wanli's character very well. In order to get a copy of Yan Shaoqing's original copy, he did not hesitate to break into Xinyuan Cave to grab it.
The final result was that Jiang Wanli stabbed him with a sword, causing him to stay in Guanhai Academy for more than ten years.
"That's all, I'll give you the book in two days. You can take your disciples and leave now!"
"Yes, I believe in the credibility of the Holy Gong, but please don't let me wait too long, otherwise it will be difficult to control these disciples, and I am afraid that they will come here to cause trouble again."
This is a naked threat!
Kong Xuan pinched the corners of his sleeves, flicked his sleeves, and ducked out of the room.
"Master, he's gone!" Chen Qiuyu reminded him when she saw Kong Xuan disappearing from her consciousness.
"Yeah." Lin Yanli wiped the sweat from his head.
Threatening a fifth-level monk is quite exciting.
She spread out the portrait and hung it on the wall. After kowtowing and admitting her mistake, she opened her mouth.
"Xiaoyu, let the disciples retreat."
"good!"
Chen Qiuyu flashed and left the guest room.
Soon, a steady stream of Thousand Demons Sect disciples returned to the Xianjia ferry boat from various places in Xinyuan Cave and Heaven.
The Thousand Demons Sect formed a group of three and suppressed them with sheer numbers.
After a little statistics, the jade slip reporting the battle damage was handed to Lin Yanli's desk.
Sixty-seven disciples were seriously injured, 136 were slightly injured, and there were no deaths. This was the result of Lin Yanli's suppression with numbers.
"It's great to get such a result on someone else's home court. Don't be stingy with the elixirs for the seriously injured disciples. Take good care of the lightly injured disciples. Gather them on a ferry and send them back to the sect for recovery."
After Lin Yanli ordered him to leave, a ferry boat returned early.
Zhou Qianluo originally wanted to stay, but at Lin Yanli's strong request, she and Kong Shu boarded the return ferry.
After doing all this, Lin Yanli returned to the guest room, sat down on the futon, and patted his thigh with his hand.
It seems to be saying: Come, lie on my lap.
Chen Qiuyu's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to pass by, the pagoda appeared out of nowhere and got the better of him.
Futu stretched out beautifully, rested his head on Lin Yanli's thigh, and narrowed his eyes in contentment.
Oh...the idea is clear!
Today's Lin Yanli is no longer the carrot head he was a few years ago. He is served delicious food and drinks every day, and he has gained some fat on his legs.
However, it is more comfortable to pillow like this.
Chen Qiuyu looked at the pagoda enjoying itself, her eyes filled with mist, and she curled her lips.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t support these legs!
She went to find Li Zhuying!
Perhaps because the matter was settled, Lin Yanli was tired, so she sat on the futon and fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Yanli woke up to a burst of noise.
"Hey, don't stop me, I am Lin Yanli's grandfather, and that is my granddaughter!"
"Old man, you really can't come in. The lady is resting inside. Besides, can you pull this donkey away? It's pooping here!"
When Cao Zheng heard this, he looked up to the sky with a guilty conscience and said: "What donkey, this is a horse! What does this donkey dung have to do with my horse?"
"Come on, old man, I'm really afraid of you. I heard from my senior brothers that scholars are very capable of confusing right and wrong. Today I have seen it!"
Cao Zheng was unconvinced and said: "What are you confusing right and wrong? I'm obviously trying to reason with you!"
Lin Yanli stood up from the futon, twisted her aching legs, walked forward, opened the door and said, "What happened."