My Senior Is Always Salivating After Me!

Chapter 43

"Do you remember what you are here for?"

"I do."

"Then say it, what are you here for?"

Lin Suci stepped out of the carriage, and looked up at the big plaque door of the Chen family house. He smiled at Xiao Lan, who had a face of discomfort, beside him.

"Of course, it's to come have fun."

Xiao Lan: "..."

"Hurry up and collect the money," Lin Suci took advantage when the strong butcher surnamed Chen was hugging Bai Qingkong at his left and Shu Changyi at the right. Chen was amused, but before he took care of Lin Suci, Suci teased Xiao Lan. He asked, "Three thousand spirit stones, this is the money for selling myself, so you have to keep it well. Remember to take it back to our sect to pay respects."

Xiao Lan looked as if his soul flew off, "Just kill me... It's easier than having Big Senior dismantling me when he knew this."

Lin Suci covered his ears, "I can't hear you, I can't hear you, lololol~"

Xiao Lan died furiously.

The courtyard of that house was considered to be a relatively large house in the Ordinary Realm. It was enough for a cultivator who lived alone.

That man named Chen Jia was the owner of the yard. He was a fusion cultivator of the Fifth Rank.

In the outstanding courtyard, according to Shu Changyi's quiet explanation, there were many female cultivators, who were kidnapped and snatched by him, that were trapped within.

Lin Suci's ears listened to the pretentious laughter in front of him, and quietly shifted his position. Using the retrospective mirror Ruan Linggu made him, Lin Suci recorded Bai Qingkong's face that was bearing the humiliation while giving his best-seller smile and Shu Changyi's happily-broken container.

In the future, if he became poor one day, he could still sell the small peripherals of the majestic soaring sword and earn some money to support his family.

There were flower fragrances in the yard, and Lin Suci's sensitive nose almost sneezed. He did not want to attract Chen Jia's attention at that time, and quietly pinched his nose to weaken the fragrance of flowers while breathing.

As he walked from the outer courtyard into the inner courtyard, the originally empty courtyard was filled with a lot of figures, all of which were a group of grey-headed, rickety old women.

The group of old women who wore tattered clothes and were acting timid all shrank themselves when they met the butcher-like Chen Jia. They bowed and greeted as they retreated to the sides.

When Lin Suci followed them in and passed them, he clearly saw that the eyes of those old women stayed on Bai Qingkong and Shu Changyi. Their eyes... were filled with unconcealed sympathy and... viciousness.

The inner courtyard was not as simple as the outer courtyard. There were barriers and confinements. When they walked by, the barrier seemed to have bells, which kept ringing.

In the inner courtyard, there was a large row couch with silk cloth hanging on the four corners. A faintly unbreathable fragrance came from the couch. It rushed directly at Lin Suci's nose, making him unable to hold back, and he sneezed hard.