When he saw the people making trouble, he wanted to run away. Lin San raised his feet and wanted to chase them.
Taoist Priest Ziyun stretched out his hand to stop Lin San. He sighed softly: "Stop chasing. Let them go."
Lin San frowned slightly: "Taoist Master, what on earth is going on."
Taoist Priest Ziyun glanced at Lin San and shook his head slightly: "That young man just now was my former disciple."
"Uh." Lin San was stunned: "Apprentice."
Taoist Master Ziyun smiled bitterly: "One winter 20 years ago, I went down the mountain to buy food. On the way back to the mountain, I rescued a little boy. At that time, the little boy was squatting on the roadside, his face was purple from the cold, and his hands and feet were missing.
Intuition. I was kind-hearted and took the little boy to the Phoenix Temple. After the herbal treatment I prepared, the little boy quickly recovered. When I inquired, I learned that the little boy was an orphan. His parents had been in a car accident a few days ago.
He died. I saw that the little boy was very clever, so I took him as my apprentice. I named him Chen Yifeng. At first, Chen Yifeng was very diligent. He helped me clean the Phoenix Temple every day and recited Taoism with me in the evening.
But..." At this point, Taoist Master Ziyun suddenly stopped.
"But what?" Lin Sanzheng listened with interest. He never thought that Taoist Ziyun would stop.
Taoist Master Ziyun calmed down and continued: "Ten years later, Chen Yifeng couldn't bear the lonely life here. He secretly went down the mountain on a dark night. At that time, I even went down the mountain specifically to find him. Unfortunately, I didn't
turn up."
Lin San pondered for a moment and suddenly asked: "Your apprentice came this time and asked you to hand over the treasure box. What is the treasure box?"
Taoist Priest Ziyun was stunned. It took him a long time to say, "I don't have any treasure box at all."
"But you are his apprentice..." Lin San still wanted to ask.
"I'm tired. I'm going to rest." After saying that, Taoist Master Ziyun left the hall.
Looking at the leaving figure of Taoist Priest Ziyun, Lin San frowned tightly.
…
In the bedroom.
Taoist Priest Ziyun was sitting on the bedside, looking at a small wooden box in his hand in a daze.
a long time……
Taoist priest Ziyun sighed. He reached out and gently opened the lid of the box.
A golden light rushed out of the box instantly, illuminating the entire bedroom extremely brightly.
Taoist priest Ziyun put his hand inside the box and took out a golden feather. Circles of golden light flashed from the feather.
"What is this?" Lin San suddenly appeared in the bedroom. He stretched out his hand and snatched the feather from Taoist Priest Ziyun's hand.
Taoist Priest Ziyun was startled. Then he rushed towards Lin San: "Give me back the feathers."
Lin San waved his big hand, and a cyan light curtain appeared in front of Lin San out of thin air.
"Bang." There was a sound. Taoist Master Ziyun hit the cyan light curtain. Then his whole person was thrown into the air. "Bang." He fell on a table.
Since the cyan light curtain was released, Lin San ignored Taoist Priest Ziyun. Instead, he held the feather and looked at it carefully. The feather kept beating in Lin San's hand. The golden light emitted kept hitting Lin San.
Three's hands.
Taoist Priest Ziyun struggled to get up from the table. He looked at Lin San in fear: "You...who are you?"
Lin San stared at the feather. Suddenly he frowned. He stretched out his hand and patted the feather.
"No." Taoist priest Ziyun exclaimed: "This is the feather of the phoenix. You can't destroy it..."
"Uh." Lin San was stunned. He stopped clapping his hands and looked up at Taoist Priest Ziyun: "What did you just say? These are the feathers of the phoenix."
"I..." Taoist Priest Ziyun opened his mouth, looking hesitant.
Lin San's face sank, and he pretended to take another photo of Feather.
"Stop." Taoist Master Ziyun shouted: "That's right. These are the feathers of the phoenix."
Lin San narrowed his eyes: "Why are you so sure it's a phoenix feather?"
"This..." Taoist Master Ziyun pondered for a moment: "My master told me."
Lin San slowly took away the hand that was pressing on the feather and said lightly: "Be more detailed."
Taoist Master Ziyun glanced at Lin San: "When my master was dying, he gave me a small wooden box. He said that there were phoenix feathers in it. He told me to keep it safe. At first, I didn't believe that the box contained phoenix feathers. Feathers. But when I opened the lid of the box and saw the golden feathers, I was stunned..."
"How come phoenix feathers appear in the human world?" Lin San frowned.
Taoist Priest Ziyun shook his head: "I don't know about this. I've said everything I need to say. You can return the feather to me."
"Give it back to you." Lin Sanle said, "Taoist Priest, it would be a waste to leave this feather with you. Let me keep it."
"What." Taoist priest Ziyun's eyes suddenly widened: "I will never give you the feather." After saying that, he rushed towards Lin San again. "Bang." With a sound, Taoist priest Ziyun was killed by Lin San. The light curtain in front of me bounced back.
Lin San smiled slightly: "I advise you to be more at ease so as not to suffer physical pain."
"Who are you?" Taoist Priest Ziyun looked particularly embarrassed at this time. His hair was messed up, his robes were torn, and most of his beard had fallen off. His face was even more bruised and swollen, and there was a hint of slowness at the corner of his mouth. Blood stains flowed out.
"Who do you think I am?" Lin San flicked his wrist and the feather disappeared out of thin air. A streak of black hair instantly pierced the center of Taoist Ziyun's eyebrows.
Taoist Priest Ziyun's body suddenly straightened up, and he fell directly to the ground and passed out.
Lin San moved Taoist Priest Ziyun to the bed and lay down. Then he turned and left the Phoenix Temple.
It's dawn.
"Well..." Taoist priest Ziyun opened his eyes. He slowly sat up from the bed. He looked down and said, "Hey, why did I sleep in my robe? How come this robe is torn? Ah..." Taoist priest Ziyun suddenly I hugged my forehead and screamed: "Why does my head hurt so much?"
After half an hour, the headache symptoms gradually disappeared.
"Hey..." Taoist priest Ziyun breathed out softly: "What's wrong with me?" After taking a breath, Taoist priest Ziyun got off the bed, washed himself, and went directly to the hall to study Taoism. From beginning to end. Priest Ziyun didn't even think of Lin San stealing the feather.
It turned out that before Lin San left, he used magic to clear Taoist Ziyun's memory of the past few days. Even if Taoist Ziyun later found that the feather was lost, he would not remember that Lin San took it away.
…
Lanzhou City.
Dingsheng Group, 27th floor.
Lin San was sitting on a chair, staring at a golden feather on the table in a daze.
quite a while.
Lin San stretched out a finger and lightly touched the feather.
Feathers didn't respond.
Lin San frowned and stretched out his finger. A streak of black hair instantly pierced the feather.
The next scene surprised Lin San. With a slight flicker of feathers, a golden light directly shattered the black hair, turning it into dots and disappearing into the air.
"Some tricks." Lin flicked his 30 fingers in succession, and countless streaks of black hair quickly stabbed towards the feather.
The feathers seemed to have intelligence. They kept emitting streams of golden light and defeated all the blue hairs that hit it.
"Awesome." Lin San stopped attacking and stretched out his hand to hold the feather.
The feathers suddenly grew bigger and smaller in Lin San's hands. He actually wanted to run away.
Lin San used fairy magic to prevent the feather from escaping. He chuckled and said, "It's really not an ordinary feather. I really got a big deal this time." Lin San was actually very confused about the origin of this feather. It's not entirely certain that it is a phoenix feather. But Lin San knows very well that this feather is definitely not a mortal thing.
After playing with it for a while, Lin San put the feather directly into the storage ring. Then he took out a stack of backlogged documents and started reviewing them. Gu Jialan was not here, so the whole burden of the company fell on Lin San alone.
The process continued until after get off work in the evening when all the backlogged documents were reviewed and approved.
Lin San stretched, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and started smoking.
"Buzz buzz..." The phone vibrated.
Exhaling a puff of smoke, Lin San picked up the phone and put it to his ear: "Hello. Who is this?"
"Keqing Lin, it's me, Han Yulong." Han Yulong's hearty laughter came from the phone.
"Oh. It's Team Leader Han. Why. Team Dragon has encountered a difficult situation again." Lin San said with a crooked mouth.
"Ah, no. The dragon group has been very peaceful recently. We haven't encountered any difficult things." Han Yulong explained anxiously: "I wonder if Lin Keqing is free tomorrow."
Lin San reached out and flicked the cigarette ashes: "What are you doing?"
"Oh. There is someone who wants to meet you." Han Yulong said straightforwardly without hiding anything.
"Who?" Lin San asked.
"This..." Han Yulong hesitated for a moment: "Keqing Lin, let me give it a try. You will know tomorrow."
"It's quite mysterious. When will it be tomorrow?" Lin San put out the cigarette butt and threw it directly into the ashtray.
"Tomorrow morning." Han Yulong replied: "I will pick you up early in the morning..."
Lin San picked up the tea cup and took a few sips: "Okay. It's okay. I'm hanging up." After saying that, Lin San ended the call.
By this time, it was completely dark.
Lin San put on his coat and left the office.
...
Early the next morning, Han Yulong drove a Mercedes-Benz to the building of Dingsheng Group and turned off the engine. Han Yulong took out his mobile phone and called Lin San.
"I'm sorry. The phone you called has been turned off. Please call again later..." A pleasant female voice came from the mobile phone.
Han Yulong frowned: "The phone was turned off." There was no other way. Han Yulong could only sit in the car and wait.
Time passes minute by minute.
Half an hour later, Han Yulong picked up his cell phone and called Lin San again. It was still turned off.
After waiting for another hour, Han Yulong dialed Lin San's number again, but still couldn't get through.
"Damn it." Han Yulong couldn't help but cursed: "What the hell is this Lin Keqing doing?" After pondering for a while, Han Yulong got out of the car and walked directly towards the building of Dingsheng Group.
A security guard stretched out his hand to stop Han Yulong and said politely: "Sir, what can I do for you?"
"I'm looking for your Vice President Lin." Before Lin San joined the Dragon Group, Han Yulong had already checked Lin San's details thoroughly.