After I Got Pregnant With The Hero’S Baby, I Ran Away With The Ball. Chapter 83
byThe day of returning to Guigu came faster than Wei Lin expected.
In just a month, Xing Siming had successfully occupied Guigu.
“Master Wei Gu, how does it feel to be home?”
Xing Siming, who was standing next to Wei Lin, looked sideways and joked.
Looking at the valley in front of him that was so familiar that he could walk through it with his eyes closed, Wei Lin said calmly: “I don’t feel anything.”
He looked at the valley full of nameless flowers in front of him, and the cool spring breeze stirred up the fragrance of the ground.Looking up at the group of bamboo houses not far away, I always felt that someone would come out with a smile to welcome his return.
“What is Valley Master Wei looking for?”
Xing Siming noticed his confusion and asked an uneasy question.
Of course he knew what Wei Lin was looking for. On the day he took the Ghost Valley into his pocket, he sealed the spiritual apertures of everyone in the valley and locked them up, including the several guardians under Wei Lin.
It is said that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. After the Guigugu people are defeated, it is time to eliminate the root of the trouble.The reason why Gui Gu was not slaughtered was not because he was soft-hearted, but because he was afraid that Wei Lin, who controlled the method of opening the prehistoric ruins, would fight him to the death.
Wei Lin protects the shortcomings, and no one in Guigu can move until the prehistoric ruins are opened.
“If Valley Master Wei is looking for your men, there is no need to worry. They are safe and there will be no fear of their lives until the prehistoric ruins are opened.”
Xing Siming almost made the threat obvious.
Wei Lin looked at him without saying a word. After a while, he withdrew his gaze and said nonchalantly: “Then Sect Leader Xing will have to worry about my subordinates.”
With that said, he walked straight past Xing Siming and towards the valley.
“Stop! Who allowed you to leave?”
The inner disciple of Taiheng Sect behind Xing Siming shouted at him when he took the first step, but the next second he was frightened by Xing Siming’s fierce gaze and took a step back.
The inner disciple knew that he had gone too far, and his face turned pale at that time. He knelt down tremblingly and said: “Sect master, disciple…”
Xing Siming raised his hand to interrupt him but said nothing. Instead, he strode after Wei Lin’s figure.
Although he didn’t say a word, the disciple already knew that he was being asked to receive the punishment on his own.Considering Xing Siming’s past behavior that would not tolerate even the slightest bit of criticism, it was extremely merciful not to directly kill him.The disciple knocked his head heavily to the ground, “Thank you so much, Master!”
Wei Lin, who had already walked away, had no intention of paying attention to the noise coming from behind.
The huge valley was empty, except for the occasional rustle of grass and leaves, there was no other sound.
He returned to the bamboo house where he lived by familiar means. When he opened the bamboo door, a visible layer of dust rose up under the sunlight.
The furnishings in the bamboo house remained the same as when he left, but there were faint signs that someone had cleaned them frequently after he left.Just because it has been vacant for many days, another layer of dust has fallen.
After Wei Lin looked around, he stepped across the threshold, walked through the hall and the inner room without any hesitation, and walked straight to the bookshelf. His eyes wandered over the neatly arranged books, and finally settled on a fragment that was so worn that the original writing could not be seen.
He took out the fragment and flipped through it a few times, raised his eyebrows slightly, then turned around without saying a word, holding the fragment in his hand. Just as he was walking out of the door, his eyes happened to catch Xing Siming walking towards him.
The latter saw the extra thing in his hand at a glance. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashing with thought.
“What is that in your hand? Is it a book that records how to open the prehistoric ruins?”
At this time, Wei Lin would not bring out a useless scrap for no reason.
Wei Lin did not answer him, but after he finished his question, he directly threw the old and worn-out fragments of the scroll in his hand to Xing Siming.
The font on the cover of the fragment was no longer legible. When Xing Siming received the book, he did not open it immediately, but carefully put it away.
Wei Lin knew that he was afraid that the book was fraudulent, so he did not comment on his overly defensive behavior.
In fact, Xing Siming guessed it right. The fragment of the scroll did record the way to open the entrance to the ancient ruins. He had no need to deceive Xing Siming. Xing Siming did not need to be so cautious at all.
After all, apart from Xing Siming himself, the person who is most looking forward to him opening the prehistoric ruins as soon as possible is Wei Lin.
As if he remembered something, he said with a half-smile: “Sect Master Xing had better gather enough powerful immortals, otherwise this prehistoric ruins will not be opened.”
Xing Siming was suspicious by nature and had always been wary of him. He just felt that he had the method to open the prehistoric ruins, so why didn’t he do it because it would be an advantage to him.
Wei Lin also knew that he was ruthless and would never suffer losses, so it was really difficult for Xing Siming not to suspect his ulterior motives.Saying this is nothing more than telling Xing Siming that it is not that he does not want to open the ancient ruins, but that he is not strong enough, otherwise he would not be given the advantage.
Sure enough, after hearing Wei Lin’s words, Xing Siming’s expression obviously relaxed a little.
He said nonchalantly: “Master Wei Valley doesn’t have to worry about this.”
Wei Lin smiled very hypocritically and said: “It seems that Sect Master Xing is very confident, so I wish Sect Master Xing success in advance.”
“I accept your good words.”
Xing Siming responded with an equally hypocritical smile.
Wei Lin was imprisoned again, but this time it was no longer in the simple cave at Heng Qifeng, but in his own room.
In order to monitor him conveniently, Xing Siming lived next door to him. Between the two bamboo houses, disciples of the Taiheng Sect were inspecting and guarding him both overtly and covertly.It is really impossible to escape quietly, considering that his spiritual orifice is sealed and he has no spiritual power.
But after all, he didn’t even think about running away.
As more and more hidden powers arrived, the originally empty valley gradually became lively.Wherever there are people, there will naturally be conflicts, not to mention that they are all from different camps and have the same strength ceiling.Conflicts and frictions are increasing day by day. Fortunately, Xing Siming has brought almost half of the inner disciples in the sect, and he controls the Ghost Valley and the way to open the entrance to the ancient ruins, so the initiative will not be taken away by those powerful people.
Without any interests or benefits, it is naturally impossible to invite so many hidden powers. In a treasure land like the ancient prehistoric ruins, everyone wants a piece of the pie, but if they take more or less, they still need to involve each other.
Even though he was locked up in the bamboo house, Wei Lin was keenly aware of the tense atmosphere in the valley.In just two days, there were several disagreements from another bamboo house across the yard.
It seems that the distribution is uneven. After all, no one wants to get less benefits than others.
Wei Lin couldn’t help but sneer in his heart. He was blushing before he even opened the ancient ruins. If he really entered the ancient ruins and saw the remains of the ancient monsters and the innate spiritual treasure, he would probably turn against each other and kill each other on the spot.
It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and even those who practice Taoism cannot abandon this nature.He doesn’t think these powerful thoughts are ridiculous. It’s precisely because of this bad instinct that he can carry out his plan smoothly, right?
The explosive atmosphere did not last long, and I don’t know what method Xing Siming used to appease all the powerful people and let them temporarily stop fighting.
It is not easy to open the prehistoric ruins. The bones and blood of the direct descendants of the saint must be sacrificed, and the help of dozens of loose immortals can be used to open the blocked entrance.
To open the passage, it is naturally impossible to just open it. You have to find the real location of the entrance, and then calculate the time when the seal is weakest and set up the formation.
Wei Lin will not be involved in these crimes, and Wei Lin is also happy to see them succeed.
Xing Siming disappeared for several days, and even those hidden powerful men disappeared. However, the number of people who watched the guards increased instead of decreasing.
Wei Lin should still eat and sleep, and he was not affected by this at all.
After Xing Siming calculated the exact location of the entrance to the Honghuang ruins, Kunpeng, who had infiltrated the Taiheng Sect’s inner disciples, came over.
When Kunpeng stood in front of the desk, Wei Lin, who was rolling up his sleeves and polishing ink, went straight to the topic and said, “The Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation are ready.”
Kunpeng nodded seriously.
This was probably the best news he had heard in the past few months. Wei Lin, who had not had any mood swings in the past few days, finally smiled knowingly: “That’s good, let’s continue to implement the original plan.”
Kunpeng hummed, moving his mouth as if he was about to speak but hesitated.
Wei Lin looked at him doubtfully, “Is there any problem?”
Kunpeng frowned, but couldn’t help but said: “Are you really going to do this? Let’s not say whether it can succeed or not. Even if those two formations are really activated, you simply can’t bear the consequences. You can stop now before it starts.”
Kunpeng didn’t know what Wei Lin was planning. If those two formations were really activated, Wei Lin, as the instigator, would definitely be punished by God.
Losing your soul is the best outcome.
Wei Lin knew what Kunpeng was worried about, but he could no longer look back.When the situation reached this point, it was impossible for him to stop.
He had been planning for hundreds of years and had sacrificed so much. There was no way he would fall short in the last step.
“Just execute according to the plan, I have a sense of proportion.”
Wei Lin’s tone left no room for doubt and showed that his attitude would never waver.
Kunpeng sighed, and suddenly he could understand why Lingxi made such a plan.
With such a stubborn brother who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, how can we not plan more for him?
Because Xing Siming would be back at any time, he shouldn’t stay here for too long. Kunpeng didn’t say anything else. He just said that he understood, then turned and walked out the door.
When he was about to reach the door, Wei Lin suddenly stopped him.
“Lingxi is not in good health. Please keep an eye on her for me.”
Kunpeng turned around and said with some meaning: “As a brother, you don’t take care of her but let me come. It’s a shame that you are so cruel.”
Wei Linquan pretended not to hear.
Kunpeng stared at him deeply, then turned around and stepped out of the threshold, locking the door and erasing all traces of his previous visit.
The bamboo house fell into an eerie silence. Wei Lin’s eyes kept falling on the blank rice paper in front of him, and after a while he put the ink stick in his hand back into the box.