"Oh, it's true that it's much better when you smile!"

Lin Yi looked at the woman grinning at the entrance of the stairs holding a bronze mirror and praised without hesitation.

"snort!"

When the woman saw Lin Yi coming down, she snorted at Lin Yi, turned her head to the side, but the anger on the corner of her eyes seemed to dissipate a lot.

"Today is a good day, and everything you think can be done..."

Lin Yi no longer paid attention to the woman and walked down the stairs leisurely while humming a song.

Then……

He noticed that a few dumb guys were staring at him with wide eyes, with their eyes wide open and round, not even blinking...

"Are you... sick?"

Lin Yi originally wanted to ask, "Are you okay?" But when he looked at the dumb expressions of those guys, he subconsciously blurted out his mouth.

"What?"

Qin Xiyuan opened his mouth and blurted out.

But I was a little confused...

Who is this guy who came down from the fifth floor? Why did he suddenly care if he was sick? He always felt that the other party's way of greeting him seemed to be a little wrong, but he suddenly didn't react.

"Oh, it's better if you're not sick. Remember if you're really sick, you have to be cured! Goodbye..." Lin Yi waved his hands at Qin Xiyuan and others, looking concerned.

"Again……"

When Qin Xiyuan was about to say goodbye, his face turned green...

Wait, he seems to be swearing?

"Hey, stop here! Who are you? Why did you come down from the fifth floor?" Qin Xiyuan looked at Lin Yi who was about to go downstairs, and finally thought something was wrong.

Where can I ask if I have any illness as soon as I meet?

and……

Why did this strange guy walk down from the fifth floor?

"My name is Lin Yi! You can call me Mr. Lin or Mr. Lin!"

Lin Yi smiled slightly at Qin Xiyuan and turned to go downstairs.

"Young Master Lin? Uncle Lin...Lin Yi?" Qin Xiyuan's face changed. His face, which had been green, suddenly turned black, so dark that it could almost drip out of water.

"He is Lin Yi?"

"Huh...why did he leave!"

Several temple disciples finally reacted when they looked at Lin Yi who had disappeared at the stairs.

This does not mean that their thinking and reaction are too slow. In fact, no one of the disciples in the temple is a genius who has learned a lot from a completely stranger, but let anyone walk out of a sacred "forbidden area".

They will have some short-circuited thinking, right?

Too unreasonable...

"Wait a minute, did he come down from the fifth floor just now?"

Qin Xiyuan still couldn't believe what he saw, the fifth floor... Why could Lin Yi go up to the fifth floor? Isn't that the only sect leader qualified?

"It should be..." A disciple was also a little disbelief.

"Maybe he just wanted to go up, but was stopped at the stairs?" Another disciple thought of a possibility.

"But we have been standing on the fourth floor for a while. Has he been standing at the entrance of the stairs?"

A questioning voice soon rang.

"Stop him first! No matter what, you have to ask clearly! If this kid dares to trek into the fifth floor of the Library, then he will feel better!"

Qin Xiyuan frowned. He couldn't understand what was going on.

Could it be...

Those old guys are so partial?

When Qin Xiyuan thought of this possibility, a surge of resentment in his heart quickly rose. He was not convinced, quite unconvinced. He made so much contribution to the temple that he had today. However, a person who had just entered the temple for only one day had stumbled on his position so that he could not even lose his position.

This feeling is strange...

Just like you are pursuing a goddess, and you are attentive every day in the morning, noon and evening. When you see the goddess smile charmingly and think she has touched her, she suddenly bypassed her and elope with a little beggar!

beggar……

What if a poor family is not a beggar?

Qin Xiyuan spat lightly, and he didn't mind putting this metaphor on Lin Yi at all.

"Chase!"

When several temple disciples heard this, they ran down the stairs quickly.

Qin Xiyuan did not delay any longer and kept up tightly.

Chasing down the stairs...

Unfortunately, when Qin Xiyuan and the others ran around the stairs from the fourth floor to the door of the library, they did not see Lin Yi.

"Where are people? Where did you go?" A disciple looked at the spacious door with a look of confusion.

"Did you see Mr. Qin running away in fear?" Another disciple guessed.

"Will he... not come out of the library?" A disciple's face was a little strange.

"..." Qin Xiyuan was speechless for a moment.

"Go back, look for it again when you go back!"

...

An old saying goes: When you have a deep skill, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle. What's more, you just need to find someone.

After Qin Xiyuan and several disciples of the Temple searched over and over again, they finally saw Lin Yi sitting on a chair on the second floor leisurely reading a book "The Translation of the Godly Text".

“Here!”

Qin Xiyuan's suppressed anger suddenly surged out like a volcano erupting.

"Huh? It's you... I found out that you are sick?"

Lin Yi, who was concentrating on reading the book, heard this voice. He also slowly raised his head and saw Qin Xiyuan standing beside him.

"I'm not sick!"

Qin Xiyuan replied hatefully.

"Why are you looking for me if you are not sick?" Lin Yi withdrew his gaze and looked back at the book in his hand.

"I asked you, did you come down from the fifth floor just now?" Qin Xiyuan was too lazy to worry about whether he was sick with Lin Yi anymore, so he asked directly.

"Mediating more and more is a disease, and it needs to be cured!" Lin Yi continued reading without raising his head.

"have a finger in the pie?!"

Qin Xiyuan was stunned. No one dared to say such words in front of him since he was a child. He has always had a strong sense of superiority, but now this sense of superiority is stomped on the ground by Lin Yi in front of him.

because……

When Lin Yi was speaking, he didn't even raise his head again.

"Lin Yi, do you know who is in front of you? Mr. Qin is one of the seven saints of the temple!" A disciple of the temple reminded coldly when he saw Lin Yi's appearance.

"You dare to say that the Seven Saints are meddling in other people's business?" another temple disciple also added.

"I'm too brave!"

"snort!"

Qin Xiyuan also snorted coldly when he heard the words around him. Then, he quickly raised his back and waited for Lin Yi to repent and kneel down to apologize.

but……

He was soon disappointed because there was no trace of horror on Lin Yi's face.

Or, there is not even a change in expression.

"Seven Holy Sons? What is that?"

Lin Yi's eyes were calm, his fingers raised slightly, and the book in his hand slowly turned to the next page. His lips moved.

"The Seven Holy Sons are not things!" A temple disciple quickly answered.

"Yes, the Seven Holy Sons are not things!" Another temple disciple immediately added.

"Ba!Ba!"

"You are not things!"

Two light and crisp sounds sounded quickly. I have to say that Qin Xiyuan's reaction this time was very fast.
To be continued...