Chapter 48: The Lu Family Has No Shortage of Heirs

Ye Yixing walked over and asked, "Are you waiting for Auntie?"
The two little ones replied, "Yes."
"Then where did your Auntie go?" Ye Yixing tried to close the distance between them, his voice involuntarily softening into a sweet, coaxing tone unusual for a grown man.
Tang Muya stood nearby, looking suspiciously at this normally unserious Young Master Ye, who was now playing the role of an affectionate uncle in front of the two little ones.
She had never heard of him liking children before.
As Lord Ninth Sun put it, reflecting on it now, what the Guanshan Mortuary Guardians always feared most were the Gold-Touch Captains. The architectural layout of the Earth Immortal Village subtly conformed to the principles of the Nine Palaces and Eight Gates, and its silhouette carried the ominous imagery of a fire hazard. In Guanshan geomancy, places forbidden to fire could not have candles lit; once a candle was lit, the Gate of Life would transform into the Gate of Death. Wasn't this designed specifically to deal with the Gold-Touch Captains?
One could see the slanting mountain body of Bottle Mountain forming an angle with the ground, amidst which vines hung upside down and spring water trickled. The angle between the mountain and the ground gradually narrowed as the overhanging stone wall sloped downward. Sunlight was blocked by the mountain mists, making the base of the mountain as dark as night.
Placing his hand on the lid of the crystal coffin, Xu Chi exerted sudden force and pushed the crystal lid open.
"Tell me what the situation actually is." Seeing Shi Yuru's relaxed expression and unfurled brow, Yuan Futong said very calmly.
This was also because Lin Shaoping hadn't seen what it looked like when he had no chance to use the Eight-Treasure Lotus Pond; the fellow simply didn't know that Wu Yan was coming straight for him. Otherwise, he would have fled as far as he could, and how would he dare to crowd so close to watch the excitement?
Xu Chi only felt a chill at the base of his neck, as if some wind was desperately trying to drill into his body. His heart was beating wildly, thumping incessantly like a drum.
"Then many thanks, Fellow Daoist Jin." Yuan Futong cupped his hands slightly, considering this an introduction to Jin Ruoqi. Polite bows are exchanged in kind, and since Jin Ruoqi was being so courteous, Yuan Futong could not afford to be aloof.
"You ask me, how would I know? We'll see when we get there. Still, Elder Wei wouldn't lie to us, would he?" Upon learning that they were heading to Shanxi, Xu Chi had indeed harbored doubts, for the two tombs were simply too far apart. How could there possibly be a method to lift the fatal curse over there?
"I know you have suffered heavy losses, but it has been fifty-upline-two minutes since we entered, and your pace has exceeded the minimum standard." With that, the man walked past the corridor and came into Lin Rui's line of sight.
The magnificent vermilion gates possessed an extraordinary aura. An imposing Nine-Dragon Wall completely isolated everything inside the courtyard from the rest of the world, making it immediately clear that the residents of this old mansion were by no means ordinary people. In the capital, where every inch of land was worth gold, such a residence could not be obtained simply by having money.
Throughout the entire defensive formation, Elder Li was the most crucial figure, maintaining a stance that appeared relaxed yet was strictly taut; no matter where trouble arose, he had to promptly compensate and respond.
"Ding Jie does not agree to my terminating the contract midway, so I will still be her agent attorney," she said to Lin Haoran, who was lounging on the sofa and shaking his crossed legs.
His breathing was heavy, and the battle master lay on the ground, temporarily unable to get up. Xi He was terrified, hiding behind a boulder and at a complete loss.
Reminded by Cen Yong'an, Tian Xin suddenly also felt that when Qin Keren mentioned Gu Shuangshuang last night, she had indeed been slightly deliberate.
She looked incredulously at Yu Xiubai, searching his face and eyes for even a shred of disguise.
I was stunned. Not dark green? Listening further to Uncle He's description of the car model, it didn't seem to be an off-road vehicle either, just an ordinary sedan. After ending the call, I opened my contacts list, scrolled to that name and hesitated for a long time, finally sending a message: Where are you?
If their relationship could have remained frozen at the time Mu Zhijun was hospitalized, how wonderful would that have been?
I secretly memorized his words, and every time I encountered a situation of stage fright or fear of strangers afterward, I used this passage to encourage myself.
Although catapults appeared rather useless in land warfare, they achieved remarkable results when deployed in naval battles. A gold-tier warship did not mean its entire body had reached the gold tier; rather, it meant that its bulkheads, outer hull, and other vital components possessed the hardness of the gold tier.