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Suddenly, hundreds of flying birds of various shapes and colors burst into the sky, making the originally gloomy sky even darker. Each of them extended sharp beaks and flew straight towards Fan Tu.
Fan Tu's face darkened, and he turned around, using the oiled paper umbrella as a shield, and at the same time, he blocked Bai Zhe behind him. Then he released his supreme spiritual power, and the moment the hundred birds touched the spiritual power, they were bounced dozens of yards away, leaving only feathers falling to the ground in the courtyard in an instant.
"Darn it! Who are you! Why did you barge in here!" Di Jiang questioned fiercely, hands poised to strike.
Fan TuSlowly putting down the oiled paper umbrella, I disdainfully waved away the feathers dancing in the air with my hand.
"Sure enough, it's a stinky bird, even the fighting technique it uses is bird-calling magic."
On the side, Bai Zhe was afraid that the two would come into conflict again, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "Brother! This young master is the owner of this mansion, you must not be rude!"
Although she couldn't see Fan Tu's true form, from this move, it was clear that Di Jiang was no match for him.
It was their fault to begin with, and it wouldn't end well if they started fighting again.
As the drizzle gradually stopped, a ray of slanting sunlight shone on the accumulated water in the courtyard, resembling a gem.
Three people sat down in the room, and Di Jiang glared at Fan Tu with a sinister expression.
"Young Master Lin, is it? You claim this courtyard is yours. How do you prove it?"
Fan Tu A disdainful curve formed at the corner of his mouth, "In the southeast corner under the mimosa tree in this courtyard, lies the remains of my late father. Although the courtyard has been completely changed, the soil under the mimosa tree has not been disturbed, so I believe the remains are still there."
Di Jiang Upon hearing this, hurriedly ran out and dug up the soil under the mimosa tree, and indeed found a black wooden box.
However, it's strange that it has been rainy for days, the land is moist, but the soil around this wooden box is very dry.
"There is indeed a wooden box under the tree. If you can clearly explain what is inside the box, then I will believe what you say."
"There are two jade bi inside, which can be combined into one."
Fan Tu said without hesitation.
Di Jiang Stubbornly refusing to believe in such superstitions, he immediately opened the wooden box.
But as soon as he looked down, he was stunned.
I saw two flawless pieces of Hotan jade lying in the wooden box, with complementary yin and yang patterns.
Di Jiang handed the wooden box to Bai Zhe, who immediately stood up and said:
"Having already proven that this is the ancestral home of Young Master Lin, my brother and I don't want to continue to impose. However, at the moment, we have nowhere to go. If Young Master Lin doesn't mind, could you wait for us to find a place to stay before we leave?"
Fan Tu looked up with interest at Bai Zhe and said, "It seems that the young lady is not an unreasonable person."
When he said this, he glanced at Di Jiang next to Bai Zhe, his eyes filled with a strong sense of sarcasm.
"Anyway, I don't intend to stay here for long. Miss, you can rest assured and settle down here. There's no rush to move out."
"Don't worry! As soon as we find a place to stay, we will move out immediately!"
Di Jiang stood in front of Bai Zhe to block Fan Tu's gaze towards Bai Zhe.
"We, the two siblings, live in the west wing and never set foot in the east wing." With that, he took Bai Zhe's hand and tried to leave.
"May I ask how I should address the two of you?"
"I am..."
Di Jiang was about to introduce himself, but was interrupted by Bai Zhe.
"My elder brother's name is Bai Jiang, and I am Bai Qian. We are deeply grateful for the kindness shown to us by Young Master Lin. It's getting late, so we will take our leave for now."
Fan Tu Looking at the departing figures of the two, I increasingly feel that these two people are not simple.
If it were an ordinary Spirit Bird, it would have been able to knock the one called Bai Jiang out during the fight just now, but Bai Jiang stood there unscathed, indicating that he is not ordinary.
There is also that seemingly gentle and weak woman, although her spiritual power is weak, she is very intelligent and steady. Her beautiful eyes also seem to have an unusual power.
"This woman is more interesting than that stinky bird."
After speaking, Fan Tu casually waved his hand, and the open black wooden box flew into his hand.
He took out the two flawless jade bi and, rarely showing a gentle expression, softly said, "Father, mother, your child has returned."
Night falls, and the spiritual herbs at the foot of Kunlun Mountain emit a faint glow.
In the courtyard, the blooming mimosa tree is also shining brightly under the pink-tinged flower clusters.
Bai Zhe Sitting by the window, looking up at the beautiful and charming flowers, the frustration in my heart seems to vanish into thin air.
" Ms.Bai seems to really like this mimosa bush?"
A magnetic voice sounded in Bai Zhe's ear.
Bai Zhe straightened up and looked towards the source of the sound.
Only saw Fan Tu holding a jade bone fan, standing leisurely under the tree.
Bai Zhe raised her eyebrows slightly. If she hadn't seen with her own eyes that this handsome man broke Di Jiang's bird-calling technique with just one move, she would have thought he was just a delicate and elegant young man.
"The night is already deep, why hasn't Young Master Lin rested yet?"
"Returning to the old place is difficult to fall asleep. Why is the Ms.Bai not sleeping either, but instead full of worries, leaning against the window and admiring the flowers?"
Fan Tu Sitting on the wicker chair, he casually conjured up a tea table and another wicker chair beside him.
With one hand, he poured two cups of hot tea from the teapot, while the other hand lightly waved a jade fan, creating a gentle breeze that brushed through his hair, giving him the air of a distinguished host.
"If the young lady is not sleepy, would you honor me with a cup of tea?"
Bai Zhe smiled lightly and replied, "Young Master Lin is quite elegant, this young lady will certainly accompany you."
Under the mimosa tree, the two raised their glasses and drank together.
But in their hearts, they were each sizing up the other.
"This mimosa bush was planted by my late father for my late mother. After enduring millions of years, it not only did not wither, but thrived."
"Father's love for mother must have been profound. I believe that besides absorbing the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth every day, the two jade bi discs also played a role in the mimosa bush's magnificent growth."
Fan Tu took a sip of tea, pretended to be amazed, and smiled approvingly, saying:
"Young lady, you are much more intelligent than your elder brother. If your late father and mother were still alive, they would surely get along with you at first sight. However, looking at you and your brother, you don't seem like ordinary travelers. I am curious where you and your brother come from and where you have nowhere to go."
Bai Zhe put down the teacup slowly upon hearing this, thinking that Young Master Lin had finally asked the question that had been on his mind.
"You may not know, Young Master Lin, but my brother and I were once under the command of Qiong Qi. However, I inadvertently offended Qiong Qi, and my spiritual power was devoured by him. Coincidentally, this happened during the chaos in the underworld, and my brother took me and fled from the underworld. After many twists and turns, we found this courtyard as a place to settle, which was also a blessing from the heavens."
This argument sounds seamless, and Fan Tu can see that this is a prepared argument by Bai Zhe, so he continued to ask:
"Qiong Qi is indifferent, and the underworld has long been full of complaints. But why don't you go to seek refuge with the demon lord of Lingxu Mountain? As members of the spirit tribe, the demon lord will certainly not sit idly by. Or is it that Ms.Bai has some hidden troubles, which is why you chose to come here to avoid the world?"
"Don't hide it from Young Master Lin, I am almost completely powerless now. If I were to rashly seek refuge with the Demon Lord, not to mention whether he would hold a grudge against me and my brother for being former members of the Qiong Qi, even if he were to let us stay at Lingxu Mountain, we would inevitably have to follow him into a future battle with the immortal clan, and I would just be a useless person."
Bai Zhe gently wiped away the tears that had fallen on his cheeks, evoking a sense of pity in others.
"I and my older brother escaped at the risk of our lives. If given a choice, who would willingly involve themselves in fighting and killing again? Young Master Lin respects the Demon Lord so much, he must be one of the Demon Lord's men. I implore Young Master Lin not to reveal our whereabouts to the Demon Lord after returning. My brother and I would be eternally grateful."
She looked at Fan Tu with teary eyes, more beautiful than the stars in the sky.
Fan Tu I don't know how much of what the woman in front of him is saying is true and how much is false, but this usually cold and unfeeling Demon Lord is now moved by the sight of Bai Zhe's tearful appearance.
After his parents died, he was also tortured by Qiong Qi for a while, and almost didn't survive several times. Only those who have experienced such suffering can truly understand.
When he thought of this, he took out a valuable golden silk handkerchief and handed it to Bai Zhe.
" Ms.Bai, don't be sad. Wipe away your tears quickly. If your brother sees them later, he might think I'm bullying you."
Bai Zhe nodded and took the handkerchief, and in the instant when her fingertips touched Fan Tu's, a sudden image flashed into her mind like a bolt from the blue.
"Ah—"
Suddenly, she had a splitting headache.
" Ms.Bai! Ms.Bai, are you okay!"
Fan Tu saw her pale face, looking extremely pained, and hurriedly mobilized all his spiritual power to alleviate her suffering.
But just as he grasped Bai Zhe's soft and delicate hand, about to infuse her with spiritual power, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Stop! What are you going to do to her?"
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