Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Lingxiao's birthday eight words, Ling Yun had asked his grandfather Ling Liang, already remembered the heart, immediately told Mu.

Who knows, after listening to the eight words of Lingxiao's birthday, the land was just stunned: “Uncle Ling is actually a born man of 99 Chongyang? ”

The corner of Lingyun's mouth raised a bitter smile and nodded helplessly.

Though Lingyun is not familiar with divination and other techniques, even he knows that people born on special days are contaminated with too much cause and effect, and their own destiny tends to be twisted and even strange.

The causes and consequences involved are too great, and the planets carried are large. The fate of this kind of person is difficult to deduce.

No wonder he couldn't stay calm. He frowned slightly, swinging the three pieces of copper in his hand quickly and making a series of crisp noises in the silent living room.

Ling Yun asked. “Why? Problem?”

No wonder to ponder, seems to think about the wording, half a while later said: “Ling Yun, you should know that you carry too much cause and effect, so those who can come into contact with you often have their destiny fall and fall, and the peaks rise and fall. ”

Lingyun naturally understood that, so he nodded silently.

“And the closer you get to the person you contaminate with cause and effect, the stronger, or worse, their fate will be affected by you, making it harder to deduce. ”

“To get to the level of your biological parents, to extrapolate them, is actually a real peeping machine. ”

“Uncle Ling was born on Sept. 9 on Chongyang Festival, so this is even more difficult. ”

There are two reasons for this. One is that Lingyun's fate involves the astronomical machine, and it is impossible to speculate. Lingyun is Lingyun's biological father, and the other is that Lingyun's own birthday is Jiu-Zhongyang, which carries a lot of causes and consequences, which makes things even more difficult.

Lingyun sword frowned. “What do you mean, can't you tell? ”

If it doesn't make sense, Lingyun certainly can't really let him live in the kennel.

"At least here, I can't figure it out, so I don't count it directly, but there's no way. ”

Gossip is the second and third of a kind. The first time it counts is the most soulful. The more it counts, the blurrer it is, the less it works. Naturally, he understands this, so he simply doesn't count.

Lingyun's tight nerves suddenly relaxed, scolding: “Say something quickly, fart quickly, less ink. ”

No wonder he thought about it and said straight away: “If it's not enough to know where Uncle Ling is now, we have to go to the place where he lives on a weekday basis, and it's better to have a recent photo of him. ”

“In that case, the place where he lived on a weekday had the scent of his life, plus looking at the photographs, and I could try it with his birthday. ”

There is no doubt that the breath of life here belongs to the ambition category, plus photographs, which is tantamount to looking at the face, looking forward, adding to the gossip.

“There's no problem with that! ”

Ling Yun immediately said yes, then he took out the transmitter and contacted Choi Lao to briefly explain the situation.

After hearing about it, Lady Choi suddenly burst into desperation and said: “I'm going to pick you up now. ”

Twenty minutes later, Choi Lao drove to the entrance of the Four Heights Court. Lingyun swept away and knew that Choi Lao had arrived. He immediately jumped out of the courtyard door and entered the car.

When the three of them got in the car, Choi Lao slipped on the throttle, and the car turned around and went back the same way to Lingjiazu's house.

Ling Yun asked directly: "Did you tell my grandfather about this? ”

Old Choi nodded in his car: “As I said, he's already arranged, don't worry. ”

After that, Old Choi muttered for a moment. Suddenly, he looked at Lingyun and looked embarrassed: “Young Master Si, it's so late, you may have to meet someone..."

Needless to say, the place where Lingxiao lives on a weekday, naturally, is where he lives, that is, Lingxiao's own home, who else is in Lingxiao's home?

Ling Xiao's wife, Ling Xue's mother!

Ling Yun naturally thought of this and was silent for a moment.

“Master Si, Ling Xue's mother's name is Dong Ruolan, also... is also a painful person. ”

Old Choi saw Ling Yun not talking, and suddenly mentioned his heart to his voice eyes, thinking about the words.

“Old Choi, you don't have to say anything. I understand. It's okay. ”

It was 18 years ago, and it was his father's. What can Ling Yun say?

But at the same time, Lingyun's heart seemed to light a flame, a fire of hatred that had never burned so hot!

How humiliating is it to think of the time when the father, in front of his mother, swore that he would never see Yin Qingxuan again in his life, and would immediately marry another person and have a child?!

How heartbroken is Yin Qingxuan?!

And all of this, someone made me do it!

Taxi is not insulting! Such humiliation outweighs the hatred of killing fathers and taking wives!

But the woman named Dong Ruolan was innocent. Ling Yun knew very well that Ling Xiao married her but did not love her. Dong Ruolan was actually very pathetic.

Ling Yun thought of these. He couldn't help but hold on to his fists. There was a bloodbath in his body and it was pouring wildly.

Twenty minutes later, four people in a row returned to Lingjiazu's house, and Choi Lao drove directly into the third compound before stopping the car.

Ling Liang had already been standing in the yard waiting, not far behind him, at this time standing a middle-aged woman, there was no one else in the yard but these two.

Ling Yun first got out of the car and came to Ling Liang's face, kneeling directly on one knee: “My grandson sees Grandpa. ”

Seeing that his precious grandson had finally arrived at home, Ling Li was naturally happy. He immediately reached out and pulled Ling Yun up from the ground and measured Ling Yun up and down.

“Well, it's better to go home than it was more than a month ago. ”

Ling Li raised his hand and patted Ling Yun's shoulder, then pulled up his hand and walked towards the middle-aged woman.

It is not too late. This is certainly not the time for old fashions. It is important.

The middle-aged woman is naturally Dong Ruolan. She is very decent to wear. She has a long posture, but she is not lost in beauty. Her appearance is also very beautiful. She is just under 40 years old. She has gray hair on her head. Apparently, her life must have been uncomfortable.

Seeing Ling Yun kneel down to Ling Li, Dong Ruolan's body couldn't help but tremble. Of course she knew who was coming.

“Jolan, let me introduce you, this is the son of the third, Ling Yun. ”

This is really an awkward scene. The old man held his heart vibrating and dragged Ling Yun's hand to death. He introduced Ling Yun to Dong Joran.

“Lingyun, this is...”

However, when the old man turned around and wanted to introduce Dong Joran to Ling Yun, he did not know how to put it.

Said it was Lingxiao's wife? What would Lingyun call it? Will Ling Yun call you again?

These are all incredibly embarrassing questions.

Old Master Ling Li was also frozen for a moment. He held Ling Yun's hand and was all sweaty.

However, what didn't occur to everyone was that Ling Yun went up quietly and straight to Dong Joran.

“Hello Aunt Dong, my father has been missing for such a long time that you are worried. I came here today to find a way to find his whereabouts. ”

Lingyun did not suffer for this miserable woman.

Dong Ruolan trembled dramatically. What did she want to say? Her lips stunned for half a day, but she didn't say anything. She just nodded in a quiet place.

“Oh, yeah, first things first. First things first. Let's go in, let's go in. ”

Ling Li saw Ling Yun meet Dong Ruolan like this, his mind relaxed, and he hurried to play the round field. He did not let this awkward scene continue to develop.

Dong Ruolan stared deeply at Ling Yun and finally said: “Come on in. ”

Ling Li, Ling Yun, Mo Wan Dao, Dong Ruolan, four people in a row, walked towards the house, while Choi Lao and Edward, naturally, stayed in the yard and waited.

Coming to the house, Lingyun found the whole room clean, spotless, organized and nodded in darkness.

It's a decent woman.

“Father, you sit down for a moment and I'll get some tea. ”

As soon as he entered the house, Dong Joran hurried to serve the prepared tea.

“Cough, no, let them do their job. ”

Ling Xiao's house, Ling Few times a year, it is inevitably embarrassing to come to the daughter-in-law's room so late.

Dong Ruolan stopped immediately and turned around and said: "Then I'll go get something. ”

Soon, a photograph of the whistle, dressed in the usual clothes of the whistle, was sent to everyone.

Ling Yun noticed that the photograph, not only was there a person in it, but there was also a beautiful girl, Ling Xue, whom he had seen at sea.

“This is the dress he wore in the spring, and this photograph was taken with his father when Cher joined the Eagles. ”

Dong Ruolan's eyes were red and he wiped a tear and said.

Ling Yun did not speak, but turned his head directly, looking at nothing.

He nodded, got up straight, took a lap in each room, looked out and looked out.

Finally, he stepped back and said to everyone, "I'm going to do the divination now, old man, Lingyun, and ask all of you to leave here, at least 100 meters away. ”

The other three people in the room today, the father of the tsunami, the son of the tsunami, the wife of the tsunami, are arguably the closest relatives to the tsunami, and there's no reason to worry about them.

“Okay!”

Ling Yun naturally understood what was wrong. He and Ling looked at each other and immediately agreed, then the three of them got up and walked out of the house.

“Go to my backyard. ”

The three of them went out of the house, and Ling Liang said directly that he lived in the ninth compound of Lingjia Mansion, which was the furthest from here.

Ling Yun nodded and immediately waved at Old Choi and Edward. All walkers went to Ling Li's small courtyard.

This way, after confirming that people had gone far away, the face became incredibly solemn.

He took a closer look at the whirling photograph for a while, then pinched three pieces of copper money while reading words.

Then he threw three pieces of copper in his hand, empty-handed!

I don't know what kind of technique I used. Three copper coins actually kept dancing in the air, colliding with each other, and after a dozen seconds, they fell on the coffee table!

“Pfft...”

Copper money fell, his body trembled, he suddenly had a mouth and a blood arrow sprayed from his back!