Uncle Da left with a smile.

Yang Lin looked at the old man speechlessly while walking, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

I felt for the first time in my heart.

Uncle Da is a man with a story.

It is not like he said, he has never had any romance in his life, just a lonely wardrobe who comes and goes from wind to rain.

Push the door and go in.

I saw Xiao Mushroom sitting at the table, looking at the door with a vigilant look.

There is no bathtub, no water.

Not even taking a shower.

She is really a person, and she interprets a story with her mouth.

The story of reading a red sleeve at night and sleeping with each other on the neck is performed the same as it is.

If I hadn't just arrived back and heard a big show from her, I'm afraid I would have been kept in the dark.

Could it be?

This is not the first time she acts.

Yang Lin suddenly thought of this question.

It's terrible to think about it carefully.

What other scenes did she act?

"Little Mushroom, I've grown my skills. Why don't I remember to bathe you?"

Yang Lin's face turned pale.

"Young Master, doesn't this just reflect your approachable and excellent moral character? You are so considerate to your servants, and there is no other one in our mansion..."

"Stop, do you call this approachable?"

Yang Lin's temples jumped.

My reputation...

Don’t you know that Uncle Da is a big mouth?

Especially the gossip news about the West Chamber Courtyard, he would not help keep his mouth shut, but would instead talk about it with relish.

Believe it or not, tomorrow, in just one day, the news of helping the little maid take a bath will spread directly throughout the mansion.

Then how can you meet people?

Look at the little mushroom's small figure.

Yang Lin held his mouth in his throat...

"I don't dare..." Xiao Mushroom was so scared that she shrank her neck, lowered her head and whispered to the wrong.

Before Yang Lin could continue to have an attack, he rushed to say, "Young Master, are you hungry, are you cold? Look, your clothes are soaked. I'll go to Aunt Zhang's place and ask her to make a bowl of wontons, which will warm you up..."

"Flame is not useful."

Yang Lin continued to look at the little mushroom's small eyebrows and eyes, and the flattering appearance of Quyi, and his old face was a little unstoppable: "Well, remember to ask Aunt Zhang to add more chopped green onions. Not to mention, I'm really hungry. Make two bowls. If you waited for a night, you should be hungry."

He still remembered that when he saw Old Man Chen at the door, he returned to the house in anger and then prepared to go out to save the person.

But I didn't have time to have supper.

Little Mushroom kept guarding the room and performed consecutive dramas.

Of course, there is no food.

It's really hard for her.

"Okay."

When Yang Lin's face turned brighter after rain.

The little mushroom immediately became happy again and jumped out of the door step by step.

She was happiest when she had something to eat.

...

The two of them were wearing the cool breeze outside the window and the night rain. After eating the hot green onion wonton, the mushrooms washed the dishes. After sitting for a while, they started pecking at the rice.

Head bit by bit.

Obviously sleepy.

Yang Lin asked her to go to the outer compartment. When she heard her climbing onto the bed, she soon heard a long and thin breathing sound, but she was not sleepy at all.

Instead, I was a little excited.

It’s not because the passion for killing thieves in the first martial arts competition has not yet subsided.

Instead, he had one thing he hadn't done.

Things to look forward to.

The body and legs that I have longed for have not yet settled, so naturally there is no need to choose where to use my reputation point.

The only martial art that should be improved is Iron Fist.

The realm of Mingjin is right in front of you.

How could he hold back?

If you have Mingjin's strength before taking action tonight, and with your practical experience, when you go to the old houses of Changsijia, there is no need to hide it secretly.

There is no need to wait for more than an hour to wait for an opportunity that I don’t know if it will come.

He directly rushed to the other party's den with lightning speed, saved people and killed people, and completed it in one go.

It's done simply.

When he came back, even if he met Uncle Da, he would be frustrated and exhausted.

I believe Uncle Da’s face will be ten times more exciting than before.

‘No, even if you reach the strength of Mingjin and can crush all the heroes, you cannot rush in casually.

Instead, we must find out whether the other party was ambushing or where was ambushing?’

‘It has expanded…’

When Yang Lin thought of the gunman hiding in the stove, he felt a chill in his heart.

Who can think of this?

If it weren't for the arrogant and arrogant people, they would have called out all the ambushed people casually. This trip would probably be the result of a slippery shovel to deliver express delivery.

Although those guys are not very strong, their hearts are vicious and insidious, and they cannot be underestimated at all.

No matter what level of your strength you reach, you should be careful when facing various thermal weapons that may appear.

Master Cheng’s master is not far away, so he cannot follow his footsteps.

‘Iron Fist, Raise.’

Yang Lin muttered silently in his heart.

Ten points of reputation turned into light smoke and dissipated, and a strange force merged into the body.

Changes in light and shadow.

This time, Yang Lin finally realized that he was beaten and killed as soon as he came out.

Instead, he is in a luxurious manor.

The pavilions and towers in the garden are arranged in an orderly manner, with flying eaves and arches, and are antique.

This is a very rich family.

Jiangnan garden style.

There are rockery, pool water, gardens, and nurseries...

‘In terms of financial resources, it is much stronger than the Yang Mansion. This place should be a big family in Jiangnan.

So, what is my identity now?’

Yang Lin saw himself again, in front of the bronze mirror of the screen.

That was a burly and majestic young man.

It's not actually considered a young man.

In this day, I have some miserable appearances, and I am nearly thirty years old, and I can basically be called middle-aged.

But no matter how it counts.

As a warrior, this body is the best time after all.
To be continued...