Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 215

The geese leave their voices, and the people leave their names.

After Sang Yuanshan and his party, Lin Mo and others returned to Qingfeng City, and then they distributed the spoils and received compensation from various forces.

The resources of the dense land in the valley were first received by the Xu family. Although there are many harvests, there are only a few of them that can be called real treasures:
One is Dibao Juan Pai 43, the diamond mulberry that is very useful for body forging, the second is iron ink bamboo that can create sharp weapons and magical weapons, and the last is a Yin-type treasure called Yin Linghua.

Among them, Yin Linghua was the target of Xu and others from the beginning. After consulting Lin Mo, he saw that Lin Mo didn't need it, so he included it in the bag, and the subsequent diamond mulberry and iron ink bamboo, originally Lin Mo wanted to be equal to both parties. However, Xu Ruyi and Gu Deshan were unwilling to ask for anything.

In the end, Lin Mo had no choice but to accept it. Before leaving, he personally gave some to Sun Xinglie and other good friends, and entrusted him to give it to Li Yuanze, Xu Chengyuan and other friends after returning to Ningyang.

As for the Yang family and other local forces in Qingfeng City, after he learned the whole story, he didn't really open his mouth, but just took a symbolic amount of resources.

The old man in the felt hat was also generous. He prepared the resources and sent someone to his house yesterday.

I don't know if it was to show favor, but afterwards, in the teahouses and taverns that were still open in the city, there were more voices speaking for Lin Mo, and his reputation was not as vicious as before.

All of them use big brush and ink to describe him as a native of the county, who can't see the image of outsiders running rampant and killing the ancient heavy text angrily, and focuses on his toughness, as if to whitewash him
Although it is a good thing, it is unavoidable to include some private goods in the process of publicity and artistic processing to make the story spread faster, and these private goods, such as those heard today, are mostly unrealistic and a headache.

"Now the rumors are getting more and more outrageous." Lin Mo's face was a little ugly.

It doesn't matter if you can walk at birth, you can eat a cow for a meal, what the hell is 'I love killing people in my dreams'?

He looked at the hall through the window casement, his face was flushed, and he swung his fist vigorously from time to time.

In the end, he still stood up, put his hands together, and lifted his buttocks off the wooden chair like a mountain, like Zhang Laosan who was possessed by a real overlord. He couldn't help but shook his head.

"Fame is tiring, but no matter what, a good name is better than a bad one." Yu Xuanji picked up the jade lamp and said with a smile.

Inside the jade cup is a slightly bluish-red liquid, exuding a faint fragrance, somewhat similar to the fragrance of bamboo after rain in the morning.

It was Qingfeng's famous Erjinzui.

"Actually, I don't care too much about this." Lin Mo shook his head and raised his glass to drink together.

It doesn't matter whether others envy him or fear him. He pays more attention to strength than reputation. As long as he has enough strength, he doesn't need to care about outside opinions.

And when you really need to care about it, isn't it more enjoyable than anything else to blow you to death with a punch?

If conditions permit, in fact, he is more willing to continue to hide his strength, so that he can better deal with many unexpected situations, which is better than safety.

"You can take it easy." Yu Xuanji shook his head.

There are thousands of martial artists in the rivers and lakes, practicing three nines in winter and three days in summer, never slack in cold and heat, all for fame and fortune.

When martial arts reach the sky, what is needed is to appear holy in front of others?

He might not believe what other people said, but Lin Mo.
Yu Xuanji looked at the majestic man sitting opposite him.

Although they had known each other for a few days, he also knew part of this friend's temperament.

It can be roughly attributed to the fact that there are many important things in the world, but they have nothing to do with oneself and are not important.

He really doesn't take fame lightly. He spends his days practicing kung fu, or reading medicine books, doing some drug experiments, and refining alchemy.

Even, as far as pharmacy is concerned, his attainments are not shallow.

Sometimes he also wonders why such a big man with five big and three rough can do these delicate tasks so well.

"By the way, I have news about what you asked me to find." Yu Xuanji said suddenly.

Lin Mo put down the cup in his hand, with interest on his face.

"It seems that I owe you another favor." He said in a deep voice, his tone a little joyful.

Back at the house the day before yesterday, the two had some conversations.

Because of this, he also knew that Yu Xuanji came to Qingfeng to explore the origin of the plague, so he asked casually if he could get some plague pathogens, but he didn't expect him to refuse, he just said to give it a try, and today he got news.

Yu Xuanji shook his head:
"Small matter, although I don't know why you are looking for that filth, I still want to remind you that if you don't pay attention to this thing, if it is leaked, it will poison the world and the corpses will be everywhere, just like this Qingfeng. You need to Handle with care."

He looked out of the casement.

The spacious long street is very deserted.

Even if the plague has subsided during this period, there are still very few people walking on the streets, and there are only tall and strong warriors coming and going, as well as sergeants carrying wooden barrels and splashing mirage for disinfection.

This is a natural disaster, this is a human disaster.

Like Sun Fu's family, it's just the tip of the iceberg, and there are almost everywhere worse than it.

Lin Mo nodded, with the same solemn tone, "Don't worry, I'll save it, it's just practicing."

"After a while, when the things are in my hands, I will send someone to Dayan Mountain to meet you."

"By the way, what are your plans for the future?" Yu Xuanji asked.

"I have no plans, I will go back to Dayan Mountain directly later." Lin Mo replied.

The purpose of his coming here is the Yellow Profound Essence Stone and the poisonous law [epidemic], and now they are all available, so naturally he just left and left. When he returns to Lin's, he can practice and hunt every day. Isn't it more comfortable than anything else?

"Speaking of Dayan Mountain, what are you going to do in the future?" Yu Xuanji poured himself and Lin Mozhan another half a cup of drunkenness, took a sip, and continued to ask as if nothing had happened.

"Which aspect are you referring to?" Lin Mo raised his glass, somewhat puzzled.

"Of course it's a family matter." Yu Xuanji sighed softly.

Lin Mo shook his head and laughed at himself, "What can I do? Stay on the mountain first, when you have enough strength, and then go down the mountain. If you complain, you have revenge."

If life is not enough, you will be a master, if you are not enough, you will be a great master.

He is confident, he cultivates slowly, and sooner or later he will be able to reach the realm where Da Zhou is willing and can only reason, but he is not in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Yuxuanji frowned after hearing this, "Do you know that if the current situation hadn't happened in Huaiping, the largest boundary in the state, that is, Luojia Mountain, With so much firepower drawn in, the county government might have dispatched a large army to encircle and suppress Shang Lin Yu long ago."

"." Lin Mo looked at Yu Xuanji, somewhat unsure of what he wanted to say.

"Staying on the mountain all the time is indeed a lot of long-term solutions. You must know that there are many people with different thoughts in the world today, but there are only a few uprising forces, which can explain the problem.
If you want, I have a relationship, and I can make peace with you, Mrs. Lin, for example"

He was silent for a while, put the cup gently on the table, looked at the man sitting opposite, "...for example, Zhao An."

Lin Mo was startled, then suddenly smiled, "I didn't expect you to have such great energy.
This recruiting.Then tell me, what kind of trick is it? "

"I'm not sure yet, I have to ask someone, but what I'm sure of is that this is the best choice for both Lin and you."

Lin Mo's smile disappeared, and he was a little speechless.

He looked at the clear wine in the glass, his sharp face was reflected in it, his brows were slightly frowned, like locked locks.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew past, blowing away the frowning brows of the man in the image.

"This matter is very important, let's talk about it later." Lin Mo said with a wry smile, "Anyway, thank you for this matter."

Yu Xuanji waved his hand, indicating that there is nothing wrong, "You can discuss it with uncle when you go back, and I will try my best to deal with it here."

Lin Mo nodded.

Coming out of the Tianhua Courtyard, Lin Mo parted ways with Yu Xuanji.

He didn't elaborate on his whereabouts, but only mentioned some trivial matters, and then handed him a tube of things called son and mother insects to contact him.

The method of use is that when the larvae chirp, the mother insect chirps too, and both will go to the same place, similar to a locator.

But it can be turned off automatically, as long as it is placed in a dark place, it can be made to sleep, and it can be awakened when contacting, which is very strange.

Lin Mo also carefully considered Yu Xuanji's proposal.

If the identity problem can be truly resolved, everything will be solved, but his intuition tells him that things will not be that simple.

And take a [-] step back, even if it can be solved, doesn't it mean that everything Lin has done before is meaningless?Like a farce?
He thought of the angry clansmen at the clan meeting before he left, and couldn't imagine what their expressions would be if they were recruited.

A broken mirror will never be reunited.

Recruiting, recruiting for what?With a suffocating breath in my heart, I recruited for peace, can I really live in peace in my heart?
Lin Mo shook his head, looking at several carriages parked outside the house, and Lu Zizhong and others who were packing supplies.

Sometimes everyone understands the truth, but they would rather not understand the truth at all.

According to the plague prevention decree, two large cordon lines were set up outside Qingfeng City to register the origins of those entering the city and quarantine those leaving the city.

However, the situation has improved recently. There has not been a single case for several days, and since the secret place is over, many people in the world are preparing to leave. Due to two reasons, they have relaxed a lot, and only need to register.

But on this day, the night was dark and the moon was hanging high. Outside the two Juma Tunnels, the soldiers in charge of the night watch were standing by with torches.

In the past, at this time, the most people wanted to run out of the city. Although the ban is not so strict now, it is still strictly for ordinary people to enter and exit.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the rows of soldiers felt as if the ground was shaking, and their bodies shook at the same time, and then the torches in their hands were extinguished with a puff.

It even almost caused Ying Xiao to make a flutter.

Liehe Martial Arts Hall is located at the corner of Guangyi Street close to the east gate, but it stands with the Yang clan's land in Qingfeng City with its back.

An old man in a green shirt with a goatee, holding a sea arrest document that he got from nowhere, walked towards the backyard of the martial arts hall with a calm expression.

Although the distance of his steps is not large, the distance of each step is two or three feet, and the night is hazy. From the eyes of ordinary people, he only feels a gust of wind blowing past, and then disappears.

In the backyard of the martial arts hall, there is an exquisite house with its door open.

Ye Zhengyuan sat in front of the table, the flames flickering in some old oil lamps.

It can be seen by the light that there are not many objects on the table, a worn-out felt hat, a blood-stained silver whip, a clean and brand-new trident, and a wine jug that is only half left.

This old man is in his 16s and [-]s. Since he started practicing martial arts at the age of [-], he has abstained from drinking and sex, and devoted himself to practicing martial arts. Finally, after spending half his life, he beat Liehe Martial Arts, which was originally considered a third-rate martial arts school, to Qing Dynasty. First class.

It's just that for some reason, he quit drinking for so many years, and in the past few days, he wants to drink surprisingly. He obviously forgot the taste of the food, but he just wants to taste it.

'It's not very tasty, it's a bit spicy, a bit bitter, not worth it! '

It was so spicy that it blocked the nasal cavity, and it was so bitter that it made the heart sore, the old man smiled.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and a green shadow appeared in the courtyard. The old man who was about to continue pouring wine froze, his gaze became sharp.

The old man in the green shirt walked into the room calmly as if returning home, sat down opposite the old man, and choked out a sentence:

"Ye Zhengyuan from the Liehe martial arts school?"

The old man smiled, did not speak, and poured himself a drink.

I don't know if it's been a long time since he smelled of alcohol, but it was obviously not too strong alcohol, but his face was flushed red.

Seeing this attitude, the old man in the green shirt did not get angry, his tone was calm, and he continued on his own:

"I want to know how strong that junior named Lin Junmo is, and what methods he has."

The old man who wanted to drink was stunned for a moment, then laughed maniacally, and slammed the wine bowl on the table, a few drops of the wine in it even splashed on the face of the old man in green shirt.

The green shirt old man's expression became more and more dangerous, but his tone remained flat:
"I, the genius of the Gu family, died. I have no interest, and I have no time to spend with you. Someone will always have to pay the price. If you don't tell me, I will kill all the people in this small martial arts hall, so that you can also taste the pain .”

"Besides, I don't think it's worth it for a person I met by chance." The old man's tone softened slightly, and he looked outside the house.

"Before I came, I saw a young man who looked exactly like you. He is still practicing boxing. He is talented and hardworking. He is a good seed."

He seemed to care.

Ye Zhengyuan smiled even more happily, and slowly stood up.

This old man in his [-]s and [-]s is still strong and strong. Although he is full of hair, he is very energetic, like an old lion king.

"Yes, if someone dies, someone must pay the price." He was talking to himself.

After all, he looked down at the person sitting opposite him with invincible eyes, "I met that person by accident, but he did what I wanted to do but couldn't do, and I didn't dare to do, I think it was worth it."

As for the next boy, he didn't mention it.

The old man's face in green shirt has become ugly.

Ye Zhengyuan took a deep breath, gently stroked the trident and the old silver whip on the table, and said softly, "I have been to the rushing rivers of Taihuai and Huaizhou. I was lucky enough to see her when I came up; I have also seen the most beautiful woman in the world, she is shining brightly, she is full of heroic spirit, but she did not stay."

"You! Here! Looking for! Die!" The old man in the green shirt choked out four words from between his teeth, exuding a bone-chilling air.

Fierce qi and blood began to surge up crazily, and the surging qi directly broke the silence of the night.

boom!
I saw a thick blood smoke lying across the sky.

After ten breaths, the wolf smoke dissipated.

The old man in the green shirt walked out of the house with a gloomy face, his right arm that was holding the document was hanging down weakly, and his body became a little staggering.

He looked at the few houses that were still lit, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

But just as he was about to move forward, suddenly a man in armor walked out of the shadows and stared at him expressionlessly.

The old man in the green shirt snorted, like a wolf with anxious eyes, glared at the soldier, and disappeared into the night like lightning.

The soldier pursed his lips, did not speak, strode forward, and walked into the house.

In the room, an old man with rich hair was half kneeling on the ground, the blood-stained trident rolled to the side, and he was holding a battered silver whip tightly in his hand.

Zhou Houchen, who didn't think much of these wealthy martial artists at first, looked at the unfinished jug on the table, and drank silently from the half-remained wine bowl.

It didn't take long to drink up.

Finally he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to the dead man on the ground, but he muttered a few times, but he didn't say anything
(End of this chapter)