Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

Chapter 510

Lin Hun first went to the Upper Palace of the Mountaintop Dome Palace.

This is the real core hub of the Mountaintop Dome Palace.

He sat on this throne.

All people and things within the entire Mountaintop Dome Palace can be seen.

"Humph!"

He saw a man from a family in the Mountaintop Dome Palace and his sister-in-law having an affair in broad daylight by demolishing a house.

He saw Luo Deng working day and night, loyally serving Lin Hun's barbarian land.

Solving those official duties that Lin Hun found a headache.

He saw those palace maids who had been favored by him gathered together to talk about Lin Hun's "unique skills" in bed.

And his own feelings.

He saw that the entire Gugui lineage was thriving and united.

He saw that the mountain range where the entire Mountaintop Dome Palace was located was also prosperous.

He saw Qianzu in the mountain, diligently collecting Gui crystals for himself.

He saw that the rich ores of Gui crystal ore in the mountain had been collected.

In a few years, this ore will produce new Gui crystal ore.

He saw the mountain protection formation full of vitality, protecting the mountain.

"Nothing is wrong here, I can leave without worry."

"This place is running in an orderly manner, everyone is diligent and motivated, the witch kings of the barbarian land are all convinced, and it's safe."

After his governance during this period of time.

The barbarian land is now

Lin Hun took out a brand new mask and put it on his face.

He put the skin bag, red pupil and thousand feet into his body and left calmly.

This is going to Yudu City.

See Uncle Zhao for the last time.

...

Yudu City.

Zhao family.

The Zhao family has been gloomy for the past three days, and everyone has lost their appetite.

They all looked anxiously at the door as if they were waiting for someone.

Zuo was well-behaved and cooked with Zhu Shanshan.

There were constant visitors to the Zhao family, those were the white soldiers in the Gui District of Zhengui Sigui and some old friends of Lao Zhao.

There were several old people in the inner room.

The old people looked at Zhao Tou lying on the bed with pity on their faces.

Zhao Tou has not eaten or drunk for half a month.

He has survived for so long with only a little rice porridge and water and has not closed his eyes.

It is Lin Hun who is waiting.

"Hey, Lao Jiao, Lao Zhao Tou has not taken his last breath. Is this the unicorn son of his old Lin family?"

In front of Zhao Tou's window sat his two best friends.

Lao Jiao and Lao Shi.

Although these two are not Bai Zu, they have been saved by Lao Zhao in the disaster year of the siege of Heiyu Yudu City.

So they became two good friends of Lao Zhao.

Because Bai Zu does not associate with outsiders.

There are almost no Bai Zu who can live to Lao Zhao's age.

Lao Shi nodded and said:

"I heard from Junshan that this is the case."

"Lao Zhao now has sons and grandsons, and his last concern is only the unicorn son of the Lin family."

"He refused to take his last breath, so he is waiting for him to come back."

Lao Jiao held Zhao Tou's hand, shook his head and sighed without saying a word.

Zhao Junshan, who was outside, moved a small stool and waited at the door.

The clothes and coffins for the elderly and the deceased were all ready.

Just waiting for Lin Hun to come back, Zhaotou would see him for the last time.

Zhao Junshan's son Zhu Shanshan was holding him.

He was babbling and learning to speak.

He looked at the people in the yard and smiled innocently.

His black eyes looked at the people coming and going.

He stretched out his little hands and said something in a whimpering voice.

"Ah, it's so good for children to know no sorrow."

Lao Jiao murmured.

"This is life, the old die, and the new grow up. Isn't it, Lao Zhao?"

Lao Shi gently stroked Lao Zhao's face.

These two old men were not afraid of Lao Zhao, who was about to die.

Sighing.

Accompanying Lao Zhao to complete his last journey.

"Junshan, go back to the house and eat something."

Zhu Shanshan came out holding his son and kicked his man's butt.

Zhao Junshan lowered his head and squatted at the door.

His eyes were a little red.

"Hey, I don't know if Brother Lin Hun can receive the letter I sent?"

Zhao Junshan murmured.

Zhu Shanshan thought:

"It is impossible for the letter you sent to be delivered to our cousin in time."

"But I sent it through a special channel, and our cousin will definitely receive it as soon as possible."

"Junshan, don't worry, there will be nothing wrong with me in this family."

Zhu Shanshan naturally couldn't reveal her identity.

She squatted down with her son in her arms and patted the man's shoulder.

"Dad, hug me. Play..."

Their son climbed onto Zhao Junshan's head.

Zhao Junshan held his son in his arms and looked at him lovingly.

Tears were about to flow down when he looked at his son.

Zhu Shanshan gently touched her man's hair.

He secretly thought:

"My dear cousin, please come quickly, my man, your cousin's husband, can't stand it anymore."

"Hey, my cousin is the Heavenly Wizard King, he is in a high position and has great power, he won't look down on this ordinary family, right?"

"Calculate the schedule, from the date I sent the letter to now, he should be back soon. "

The sky is getting dark at this moment.

If the city is closed after dark, then Lin Hun will not come back today.

"Nephew Junshan, come quickly, your father...is dying!"

Lao Jiao's voice came from the house.

The white soldiers of Lao Zhao in the yard looked inside.

"Dad..."

Zhao Junshan didn't wait for Lin Hun after all.

With a sad cry, he ran into the house.

"Junshan, I'm late. "

A gentle voice appeared beside Zhao Junshan.

The first word "jun" was still far away.

When the last word "le" came, it was already in Zhao Junshan's ears.

A familiar figure appeared in front of Zhao Junshan.

Zhao Junshan was only a warrior, so he naturally didn't understand Lin Hun's ability to turn his body into nothingness.

He almost bumped into the man, but was held down by a gentle force.

"Ah..."

This voice couldn't be more familiar.

It was the one he had played with since he was a child...

Brother Lin Hun!

"Brother Lin Hun, Brother Lin Hun, you are finally back!"

"Wuwuwu..."

Zhao Junshan, a big boy, actually threw himself into Lin Hun's arms and cried.

Just like a child who had been wronged.

"Junshan, you are a father now, why are you crying! "

Lin Hun patted Zhao Junshan's arm.

"Brother Lin Hun, you are back, wuwuwu..."

"wuwuwu..."

Zhao Junshan cried loudly.

The son in Zhu Shanshan's arms was frightened by his father crying and started crying too.

"Wow wow wow..."

Lin Hun smiled.

Hearing Zhao Junshan's crying and talking.

The people gathered in the Zhao family came out and looked at Lin Hun.

Everyone knew that Lin Hun was a nine-generation white soldier.

Later, by chance, he became a master of tricks.

He also saved everyone several times.

Later He was appreciated by Miss Lin Huohuo of the Lin family, one of the three great iron-hat royal families.

He was no longer a slave and became an official.

He was sent to the mysterious second prison of the Black Prison.

At this point, Lin Hun, the ninth-generation white soldier, became a well-known legend.

Naturally, most of the stories of Lin Hun were known to this extent.

The subsequent impressive achievements of Lin Hun were beyond the reach of these people.

Even so.

Lin Hun was still the son of Qilin in everyone's eyes.

The pride among the white soldiers.

The person that Uncle Zhao had been waiting for without dying.