Lin Yuantu died the next day when the rooster crows.
After Lin Zhongxiong finished handling the funeral, he called Lin Zhennan to his side.
"Father's hatred is irreconcilable. Although your grandfather said he would not allow revenge, as his son, he would never give up so easily."
"Dad, just tell me, I will listen to you."
Lin Zhennan looked at Lin Zhongxiong with firm eyes.
"I want to make a clean break with you and break away from the father-son relationship. You follow your wife's surname Wang and go to Luoyang to live."
Lu Qingyun's cultivation level is too high. If he cannot take revenge, he will surely bring trouble to the entire Lin family.
Lin Zhongxiong wants to leave a root for the Lin family, so that even if he dies, the Lin family will not be extinct.
"Dad, I am a descendant of the Lin family, and it is my duty to avenge my grandfather."
"Bastard, do whatever I ask you to do!" Lin Zhongxiong looked out the door, "In-law, Zhennan will be left to you from now on."
Wang Yuanba walked in with a serious face. He knew exactly what Lin Zhongxiong wanted to do.
If you don’t avenge your father, you are no longer a son!
Wang Yuanba couldn't say anything more.
"Zhongxiong, don't worry, Zhennan is my son-in-law, just like my son."
"Thank you!"
Lin Zhongxiong bent down and saluted.
After Wang Yuanba pulled Lin Zhennan and his daughter out of Fuwei Escort Agency, Lin Zhongxiong sat back in his chair.
With him and the escorts and disciples of Fuwei Escort Agency, it is impossible to take revenge.
It can only be done by asking powerful experts to help.
In his mind, the only person who could fight with Lu Qingyun was Chang Qingzi, the head of the Qingcheng faction.
I heard that he has always been obsessed with the Lin family's evil-fighting swordsmanship and wanted to get it.
Lin Zhongxiong thought for a moment and then gritted his teeth. As long as he avenged his father, the evil-fighting sword technique would be given to him. ,
So he went to the study and wrote a letter and gave it to his bodyguard to send to the Qingcheng Sect.
Lin Zhongxiong feels that it is not safe to rely on Chang Qingzi alone, and more experts are needed to participate.
He has been a escort for many years and has met many underworld bosses. These people are money-hungry, and as long as they pay a big price, they will risk their lives to do it.
After making up his mind, he shouted towards the door: "Aniu!"
"Master, are you looking for me?"
The burly Zhao Aniu walked in.
"Go to Green Forest and spread the news. Two hundred thousand taels of silver to buy Wudang Lu Qingyun's head."
Master Lin Zhongxiong was willing to go all out. With the one hundred thousand taels given by Lingjiu Palace, plus half of the Lin family's wealth, he still wanted to make Lu Qingyun pay the price.
"Okay, Master. Disciple, go and do it immediately." Zhao Aniu saluted and left quickly.
The attack on Lu Qingyun was slowly unfolding, but he was still unaware that he was leading the disciples of Lingjiu Palace towards the junction of Jiangxi and Zhejiang.
There are many mountains in Zhejiang, making traveling very inconvenient.
Jiangxi has a crisscross water network and developed river transportation, but land routes are not as convenient and fast as river transportation.
Lu Qingyun hired a large merchant ship through the Mo Family Trading Company to accommodate hundreds of Spirit Eagle Palace disciples and horses and carriages.
Poyang Lake has vast mist, water and sky.
Lu Qingyun, who had admired the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake, was also shocked by the current beauty.
On the plywood on the second floor, Mei Lan, Zhu Ju and Xi Jian carried Azhu who was sitting on the recliner out of the room.
"Sister-in-law, is this place more magnificent than Taihu Lake?"
"Well, the beauty of Taihu Lake and Poyang Lake has its own characteristics."
Under Xue Muhua's care, Ah Zhu's complexion improved a lot and there was some color on her face.
"Grandma Yu, has the seasickness of the disciples of Lingjiu Palace improved?"
Lu Qingyun looked at Granny Yu who was standing in a corner and asked.
"Master, with the help of Divine Doctor Xue, most of the disciples have become accustomed to life on the ship."
The water resources in the Western Region are scarce, and there are almost no disciples in Lingjiu Palace who can swim. They started to get seasick as soon as they got on the boat.
Fortunately, Xue Muhua was around, and after a few days of treatment, they were mostly recovered.
"Let the disciples hold on for a few days and then go ashore when they arrive in Huizhou."
Lu Qingyun said with a smile.
Ah Zhu looked far away and missed Xiao Feng very much.
In the past few months, Lu Qingyun also sent people to inquire about Xiao Feng's whereabouts, but he seemed to have evaporated out of thin air and lost his trace.
"May I ask if Mr. Qingyun is on board?"
A small boat was approaching the big ship quickly.
There was a thin man standing on the bow deck.
"Who are you?"
Lu Qingyun walked to the fence and looked down at the boat below.
"My master wants to invite Mr. Qingyun to a party."
The thin man on the boat bent down and saluted, "My master is Princess Zhao Min, the daughter of King Ruyang."
Lu Qingyun frowned slightly, he did not expect the Mongolian princess to come to Poyang Lake in Jiangxi.
This witch is very cunning and must have come prepared.
Lu Qingyun looked into the distance. The water and sky appeared in the distance, and the mast of the big ship was vaguely visible.
"Go and tell Zhao Min that if we have different opinions, we will not conspire against each other!"
"Mr. Qingyun, my princess said that she has what you want. I wonder if you would like to have a chat."
The thin man smiled and extended his hand in a gesture of invitation.
Lu Qingyun understood immediately.
His pursuit of thousand-year-old ginseng was very popular, and Zhao Min must have known about it with his power.
Thousand-year-old ginseng may be a rare treasure to ordinary people, but to the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, it may only be regarded as a precious medicinal material.
"I'll come as soon as I go. Xi Jian, you guys, take good care of my sister-in-law."
Lu Qingyun jumped out of the ship and landed lightly on the boat with his feet.
The thin man crossed his fists and waved his hand behind him. The boat quickly sailed towards the place where the water and the sky meet.
Zhao Min stood on the third deck of the warship, looking into the distance, and saw the boat approaching rapidly, with a smile on his lips.
There were seven or eight warships of the same size parked behind her.
When the boat approached the big boat she was on, she held the folding fan in both hands and saluted, "Young Master Qingyun, you are polite."
Lu Qingyun flew onto the warship, and without talking nonsense, he asked first: "Zhao Min, I heard from your subordinates, do you have what I want?"
Zhao Min looked arrogant and said loudly: "I, the Yuan Dynasty, dominate the world and are invincible. What kind of things don't exist? I don't know how many thousand-year-old ginseng there is."
"State your terms."
This Zhao Min is so scheming, I don’t know what he is planning.
Lu Qingyun looked westward, sizing up the people around him.
Zhao Min opened the folding fan with a swish sound, "Zhao Yishang, let Mr. Qingyun take a look."
"Yes, Master."
Zhao Yishang clapped his hands three times, and two maids each walked to Zhao Min holding a long wooden box.
The maid opened the wooden box, and two ginseng plants in good condition appeared in front of Lu Qingyun.
"This is a genuine ginseng that is over a thousand years old. One plant is more than 1,200 years old, and the other is more than 1,500 years old. Mr. Lu should be able to tell."
Xue Muhua had explained the appearance and size of thousand-year-old ginseng, and Lu Qingyun also understood it.
The ginseng in the hands of the two maids was definitely much better than the one obtained from Lin Yuantu.
As soon as Lu Qingyun stepped forward, he heard the words, "Mr. Lu, long time no see!"
