Chapter 355: April st, assassination of Song Lin! [Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to everyone]

"Trespassing?"

Song Lin silently looked at Deacon Liu and the handsome young man with thin lips behind him.

The other party stood with his hands folded, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his posture casual but with a hint of arrogance.

Is this the person who wants to cause trouble for me?
Deacon Liu had no intention of introducing the young man.

He said to himself, "But do you know how important the little princess of the Chen family is in the hearts of the families in Cangzhou? She is not only the most beloved descendant of the East Sea Sword Forge, but also the most beloved granddaughter of the old patriarch of the Ice Demon Family. She is the adopted daughter of the Cangzhou Saint King and the granddaughter of the Donglin Sect Leader."

"My great-grandfather is the Grand Elder of Qimen Xuanfeng, and my aunt is the mistress of the main branch of my Song family!"

"She is the most dazzling pearl in Donglin, and an important link between my Song family, Donglin Chen family, Bingmo family, Cangzhou Saint King family, and Donglin Xianya."

"Of course, you will never understand how noble these levels of status are. You don't need to know..."

Deacon Liu paused.

The calm tone suddenly became stern: "You just need to know that the little princess of the Chen family can be casual about trivial matters on weekdays, but we, as 'servants', must understand our status."

this moment.

Song Lin clearly felt that the other party looked at him as if he was looking at an ignorant and lowly country bumpkin.

perhaps.

The country bumpkin had no intention of marrying up.

But his close behavior with Chen Wanwan today has touched the sensitive nerves of some people.

How can a phoenix flying in the sky walk with a pheasant on the ground? Even if their hearts are pure, they should not stand side by side.

"Servant?"

Song Lin pondered over this word again and again, then bowed his hands and said with a serious expression: "I understand what the deacon means."

"Ah."

Deacon Liu nodded with satisfaction, and his tone softened: "In fact, your aptitude and cultivation are not bad, and your character is also kind, so I am here to talk to you in a nice way. Otherwise..."

He glanced at the young man beside him.

Song Lin understood.

The other party was from the Song clan, and was a descendant of the Nine Clan. If he really angered the Song clan, it would only take a word for the other party to make him disappear without anyone noticing.

But aren’t they really afraid of angering Chen Wanwan and that’s why they don’t dare to let him disappear?
Song Lin sneered in his heart.

His face showed a look of trepidation, and then he said gratefully: "Thank you, Deacon Liu, for your guarantee, and thank you, young master. From now on, if you have any orders, Ye Liuyun will not refuse even if his life depends on it."

Having said this, he understood that the most crucial moment was about to come!

really.

“Ahem~~” The young man coughed twice and said, “In that case, I have something for you to do. As long as you complete this task, you will have passed the family’s test.”

"Of course, there is no need to do anything 'dangerous' around Chen Wanwan."

He emphasized the word "dangerous".

Obviously speaking.

With Song Lin's current status, if he continues to be close to Chen Wanwan, he will probably die without a burial place.

"I am willing to sacrifice my life and my life until my death!"

Song Lin agreed solemnly without even asking what he was going to do.

The imagined bloody "plot" did not happen.

The Song family is indeed a noble family, and the way they handle things is perfect. If he is really a country boy!
"Just go with me."

The young man turned and left.

Song Lin hurriedly followed, his eyes flashing slightly.

This person's cultivation is not high, at most he has just entered the Divine Palace, and he has been promoted by relying on family resources. It is far behind those Divine Palaces in Sanjiang.

But it is such a person who can show off in front of a master like him who has demonstrated the divine realm.

This is the confidence of a wealthy family.

No matter how good your aptitude is, you are just a peasant. You will never be able to step onto the stage in this life. If you want to advance to the golden body, you can only rely on aristocratic families, worship in the immortal sect, and seek the precious golden body method.

Qingyunzhengdu has been hosting the event for 7,000 years, with 360 places available each year, most of which are monopolized by these people.

Times have changed.

Or rather...it never changed.

"My name is Song Yongan, and I'm from Room 9."

The young man in front suddenly spoke.

"Meet Master Yongan."

Song Lin's face looked different, but he was slightly surprised in his heart.

Song Yongan?
Isn't this a coincidence?
[Song Clan's Nine Branches, Song Chengqi. He is the seventh child in the Cheng generation of the Nine Branches, and is a sibling of the Sixth Branch, Song Chengyuan. His son, Song Yongan, is very close to the eldest son of the First Branch.]

According to historical records, Song Yongan was the son of Song Chengqi and was very close to the eldest son of the first wife.

Logically speaking.

The Ninth House has declined over the years. Apart from the title of a major house, it has lost a lot of resources, business, and talent. It is reasonable for the children to join the other eight houses.

of course.

A few people, such as Song Xiangyu, still stick to their own principles.

If they too defected to other branches, the Ninth House would be stripped of its title in no time, from existing in name only to being dead in reality.

But there was something wrong with Song Yongan.

Not only was he close to the eldest son of the first wife, Song Yongqing, he was also often a "spendthrift". The family business that he handled would soon be squandered and then fall into the hands of other branches.

More importantly, he often disappears.

The connection between the Song clan and the King of Cangzhou must have been the will of the patriarch of the first house. And Song Lin suspected that Song Yongan was an important chess piece.

for a long time.

After many twists and turns, they finally arrived at a small courtyard.

This small courtyard is located at the foot of a mountain outside the Song clan. It is in a quiet location with nothing around it.

"From today on, you will practice here. Don't go to Chen Wanwan's place for the time being. I will take care of the rest." Song Yongan said lightly.

"Yes."

Song Lin responded immediately.

"Well, that's quite interesting."

Song Yongan smiled faintly and finally turned around to look at Song Lin directly.

"Aren't you curious about what I want to tell you?" "Please tell me, sir."

Song Lin said respectfully.

"Hahaha"

Song Yongan burst into laughter and looked more and more satisfied.

half an hour.

The smile suddenly stopped.

His face was cold and he said, "I want you to kill someone."

"Kill who?"

Song Lin's expression straightened.

"Song Lin." Murderous intent appeared in Song Yongan's eyes.

"Kill...Song Lin?"

Song Lin swallowed the word "I" forcefully, his eyes widened with deep surprise.

"it's him."

Song Yongan understood Song Lin's surprise very well.

Because no matter who it is, they will be surprised to hear this news.

Who wouldn't be surprised when the ninth branch of the Song family wants to kill their own son-in-law who hasn't even married yet?
"You don't need to know why, nor do you need to know who wants to kill him. Just follow the instructions. I remember you know a sword technique called Multi-Love Sword Technique, right? When the time comes, you can use that sword technique to kill him."

Song Yongan said coldly: "After the matter is accomplished, you will be a real member of my Song family. I can lend you a huge amount of wealth, treasures, golden body methods... and even the 'Dragon Transformation Sutra' passed down from my ninth family ancestors."

"The wealth and prosperity are right before your eyes. You should understand why you have to choose this."

His eyes were cold and he stared at Song Lin steadily.

Although he was allowed to choose, it was not open to question. When he heard the news, Ye Liuyun had no room to refuse.

"I am willing to do so."

Song Lin slowly bowed and bowed, with a resolute look and a firm attitude.

however.

Privately, his complaints were like a surging river.

Do I kill myself?
Song Lin could never have imagined that he would be involved in such a plan.

"only……"

Song Lin hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to ask: "Master Yongan, I heard that Song Lin is extremely talented, and he killed the golden body with the Divine Mansion. He has a mysterious background and his future is limitless."

"Not to mention the consequences if we kill him, how can I... kill him with my ability?"

"You don't have to worry about that."

Song Yongan turned around elegantly, facing away from Song Lin, and said calmly: "You are just a part of the plan. When the time comes, someone will naturally cooperate with you. A divine mansion... no matter how powerful it is, it is only a divine mansion."

"If you dare to come to my Cangzhou territory to cause trouble, even if you are a dragon, you must coil up for me, and even if you are a tiger, you must lie down for me!"

The words fell.

His figure flashed and disappeared in front of the courtyard.

The night is quiet.

Song Lin stood there in a daze, speechless for a long time.

He needs silence.

Think carefully about why things have developed to this point.

"The Song family wants to kill me because my visit will ruin their reputation? I'm afraid it's more than that... Breaking off the engagement might make them lose face, but killing me would make them infamous forever."

"If I really die, the Ninth House will be like a trouser pocket stained with yellow mud, it will be shit if it's not."

"As long as the people in the Ninth House have a bit of common sense, they won't kill me at this juncture. And... do they have the ability to do so now?"

Song Lin’s performance outside has been strong enough.

The decline of the Ninth House is also well known.

If they wanted to kill him, they would have to fight until they ran out of ammunition and food even if they had the ability to do so. This was really an unwise move.

"So, there is someone else who wants to kill me."

Song Lin looked at the moonlight in the sky, and his brows gradually relaxed.

"Someone from the Cangzhou Saint King family."

"My dispute with the Nine Branches of the Song Clan was just a face-saving dispute. But in the Three Rivers, their interests were truly affected. Those people didn't dare to take action against Jianzhai, so they set their sights on me, a person without any connections."

"On the first day of April, I took the initiative to deliver myself to their door. Isn't that exactly what they want?"

"Besides... I am the son of Xu Shenglan and Song Chengfeng. Whether there is any relationship between them is still to be discussed."

"But one thing is certain..."

A sneer appeared on Song Lin's lips.

"Some people in the Song clan have really become dogs of the King of Cangzhou. They have common interests! And killing me... is a choice made in line with their interests."

"You want me to use the sword technique of love... Are you trying to put the blame on Yang Qingyuan? As long as I die, the reputation of the Ninth House will be ruined, and the other eight clans will attack and swallow us up."

"What a good plan to drive away the wolf and swallow the tiger!"

"By then, not only will I, the thorn in your side, be removed, but also the thorn in your flesh, the Nine House."

The smile in Song Lin's eyes became more playful.

The means by which those people planned this matter could be called perfect. They sent out the golden body to attack secretly, and in the end he used the "Lovely Sword Technique" to make the final strike, thus completely eliminating himself.

The final bitter fruit can only be swallowed by the ninth room.

But they probably never imagined it.

Yang Qingyuan is his, Ye Liuyun is also his...from the beginning to the end, it has always been him.

"They may have doubted the name 'Ye Liuyun'. But they must have investigated. Ye Liuyun is crossing the Wangchuan River at the moment. This is an ironclad fact. And my identity..."

A confident smile appeared on Song Lin's face.

The Song clan's hand could not reach Huangquan Mansion, but Donglin Xianya's hand was all over the land of Donglin. Even if those people investigated ten thousand times, this identity would be flawless.

because.

This was an identity that had been modified personally by the Dharma Immortal of Qimen Xuanfeng. In the memories of many people, there was indeed such a person.

In order to remove the "thorn in the flesh" of the Song clan, Donglin Xianya may have made sufficient preparations.

"Who is the real person with status and background? Wait and see on April 1st!"

(End of this chapter)