Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 124 Musk Rosin
"Zhou Paotou, Brother Zhu, Zhanshanbao and the others are finished!"

"Yes, Xu Mabang, Yin Hu, Wang Mazi, Song Heiqi... none of these bastards are left, they are all dead."

Zhao Lin and Liang Song stood in front of the grave, offered incense, paper money, grains and fruits, and told the good news to the two old friends to comfort their souls in heaven.

Now there is no need to worry about bandits destroying the tomb. A stone tablet is erected on the tomb, with the names of the two engraved.

Zhao Lin was in a daze. The bandits, who were unshakable in his eyes at the beginning, collapsed within a year.

If he hadn't practiced martial arts, he might have already become a pile of bones.

Force is the foundation of one's standing in this world.

After a few obeisances, the two left silently.

On the way back, Zhao Lin stopped suddenly, pointed to the northwest direction of Mount Baitou and said, "There are people grilling meat over there."

"Anyone have a barbecue?"

Liang Song glanced in the direction he was pointing, with a puzzled face, "I didn't see the smoke, how did you know?"

Zhao Lin sniffed, not knowing how to explain it, so he skipped the question and said, "Let's go and have a look."

After more than ten days of running-in, he gradually adapted to the troubles caused by his keen sense of smell.

At the very beginning, various smells in the air rushed into his nostrils, continuously stimulating his sense of smell, which annoyed him immensely.

Every breath was a pain, and even sleeping was unbearable.

However, the human body's ability to adjust is astonishing. Zhao Lin quickly learned to block out smells that have nothing to do with him, just like those insignificant noises he usually hears, as long as they are not abnormal, they will not attract his attention.

Barbecue is not uncommon in the wilderness, but why is there no smoke?

Zhao Lin knew that when the army marched in the field, in order to prevent being discovered by the enemy, they would dig smokeless stoves when cooking to avoid exposing the location.

However, it is very troublesome to dig a smoke-free stove. First, a large pit needs to be dug, and then a small pit should be placed inside the large pit. Finally, several long smoke channels must be dug.

Most of the hunters in the mountains take their prey home and cook it. Even if they eat it in the wild, there is no need to prevent smoke.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Who is doing the barbecue?
Zhao Lin walked forward quickly, looking for the smell of roasting.

Liang Song followed behind, full of doubts in his heart: I have walked for several miles, and I haven't even seen a person. Where is someone barbecue?

Zhao Lin became more and more determined, because the smell of roasting was getting stronger and stronger.

After walking for more than three miles, and turning over a hill, I finally saw two ragged, yellow and hungry men who were cooking something by a fire, and the sound of saliva was constantly heard.

There was a large pit on the ground, and a small stove pit was dug inside. A chopping board-like stone was sitting on top of the stove pit, and a few skinned voles were placed on the stone.

Two men stood in the big pit, adding firewood to the stove, and the smoke from the burning flowed into three smoke channels filled with dry grass and dead branches.

Liang Song looked at Zhao Lin silently.

He once heard from hunters of the older generation that beasts in the mountains have good noses and can smell prey several miles away. How could Zhao Lin have this ability?
Looking down the hill, Zhao Lin had already guessed the identities of the two, and slowly pulled out the iron ruler.

The two men didn't know it, and one of the yellow-faced men added firewood to the stove and said, "It tastes good, but it's too damn little, and it's not even enough to plug the gap between the teeth. According to me, it's better to go to the village to catch firewood." A few chickens to satisfy my hunger."

Another man snorted, "You're dying! You still eat chicken, haven't you seen the searchers these days? Let's wait for a few more days, and when the limelight passes, let's get out of this bird place!"

The yellow-faced man sighed, "When will this day be so..."

"Don't worry, your days are up."

A cold voice sounded.

The two men were startled, turned their heads, and saw the figure that made them have nightmares appearing in front of them in horror.

"A good guy..."

Boom!

Before the two could finish speaking, Zhao Lin beat them to death in the big pit.

……

Entering the city from the north gate, Zhao Lin said goodbye to Liang Song and went back to Liuhemen to practice martial arts.

Suppressing the bandits, there is no need to continue to catch the fast. In addition, it is more difficult to attack the Yin meridians and acupoints.

County Magistrate Liu recognized Zhao Lin's ability very much. During Zhao Lin's tenure, the public security in Dongcheng was stable, major cases could be solved quickly, and the gangs in the area were quite honest.

At that time, he persuaded him: "Captain Zhao did a good job, why did he suddenly not want to do it? Do you feel that the reward this time is not enough, or do you want to be promoted?"

"You also know that County Lieutenant Li is a disciple of the Lingshan School and he is in his prime, so he won't be able to move his position for a while. Otherwise, there will always be a shortage of people on the garrison side, and I will transfer you to fill it."

Zhao Lin said solemnly: "Thank you, the county lord, I am very satisfied with the position of the chief arrester, because I feel that martial arts have been neglected for the past six months, and I want to devote myself to practicing martial arts."

Magistrate Liu nodded. He knew that Zhao Lin was young and it was normal for him to want to improve in martial arts.

For warriors, only when they have no pursuit in martial arts can they set their minds to go out to do things.

"Forget it, it's hard work for you to be the chief of the police for half a month, and I will find someone to replace you. In addition, I have a merciless request."

"Please tell me, the county lord."

"After you resign, if there is anything that needs help from the county government, please lend a helping hand."

Zhao Lin readily agreed.

For more than half a year as a police officer, he often asked for leave and absent from work. Although County Magistrate Liu knew about it, he just turned a blind eye and took care of him.

Thinking about something in his heart, Zhao Lin unconsciously came to the corner of the street on the south side of Liuhemen, and suddenly smelled a strange smell of musk, mixed with a little pine resin.

This smell... very familiar!

Zhao Lin's heart immediately became alert, and he glanced around, and found that he was near a corner gate of Liuhemen.

He seldom walks this way, and he only passed here today because he was going out of the city to go to the grave.

Sniffing his nose hard, he confirmed that the musk was mixed with the smell of turpentine, which was the same as the smell of the red medicinal powder he smelled in the mink house in Fuli Valley!
He still remembered what the old man Diaoshe said, the red medicinal powder was for the chiefs.

The bandit leaders are all dead, only Li Dong and Wang Cui are left alive!
Zhao Lin immediately thought of the names of these two people.

What are they doing here?
With the abilities of the two of them, do they still want to harm themselves?

Zhao Lin was puzzled, and when he saw the door, he stood inside the corner door, walked over and asked, "Who went out from here just now?"

The doorman recognized Zhao Lin and knew that he was Zhu Huaishan's favorite disciple, so he replied respectfully: "The old lady went out just now."

"Old lady?"

Zhao Lin was taken aback for a moment, and then felt a "thump" in his heart.

Zhu Huaishan has a wife, who is not a warrior, and usually rarely shows up. She lives in a small courtyard in Liuhemen, and only comes out to have dinner with everyone during the New Year's Eve.

"Could it be that they can't deal with me and want to use others to threaten them?"

(End of this chapter)