The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 562

In early January, Yangzhou ushered in a strange rainstorm.

This is early January!
The north is covered with ice for thousands of miles and snow is falling for thousands of miles!

Even in the south, it’s time for some light snow!

How could it rain? It was such a heavy rain!
The rain is cool and light.

A bit more chilling than Nuanxue.

It seems to mean something ominous.

Under the cover of night, Ping Tian was frightened.

It makes those in the know even more uneasy.

"Daddy is this?"

Lin House.

under the corridor.

Lin Ruhai looked at the drizzle outside the corridor, secretly lost in thought.

How could Lin Daiyu not notice it?

After sending Lin Chaoci away, Lin Ruhai wanted to interrogate her daughter. Therefore, except for some topics that were not suitable to talk to her daughter, Lin Daiyu knew all the details of receiving Lin Chaoci.

She knew about Lin Chao's resignation.

Xue Baochai is a man who knows how to hide his thoughts.

However, Xue Pan was the one who talked about Lin Chaoci every day.

It can be seen that Xue Pan is very proud.

Although no one knows what he is proud of.

It is a national policy to emphasize culture over military affairs.

Lin Daiyu had read several books and was very talented in literature. The paper crane that Lin Chao Ci revealed that day aroused her interest, so she deliberately learned about it on weekdays and learned a lot.

He also had a little less contempt for Lin Chaoci.

All the countries in the world are constantly fighting against each other.

The Later Han Dynasty lived in a corner and could indeed avoid the raging war. However, it could only guarantee peace for the moment, but it could not guarantee eternal peace.

If you don’t hit others, will others definitely not hit you?
Maybe not?

The best policy is to be prepared for danger in times of peace and take precautions!
Perhaps, heavy articles will still be heavy.

However, light force will never be light.

The example of Jingkang’s shame is vivid in our minds.

She did not believe that the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were so short-sighted.

After this incident, Lin Chaoci traveled thousands of miles to Yangzhou to save his father in danger. This was a timely help, which made people unable to find any other adjective except "grateful". Lin Chaoci made no move to stay for a light meal before leaving, which had to make her think more.

I saw my father leaning on the railing and sighing again, so I couldn't help but ask.

Even Lin Daiyu herself didn't notice it.

She paid more attention to Lin Chaoci.

However, Lin Ruhai noticed it. Just as soon as his mind turned around, he thought of an excuse not to tell Lin Daiyu those shocking things. So, as soon as the conversation changed, he walked down the slope and said, "I was just thinking about Lin Chaoci."

"miss him?"

"What's up with him?"

Lin Daiyu suddenly became interested.

Followed by Zicuckoo and the old housekeeper carrying a lantern.

However, it's far apart.

In front were Lin Daiyu and her daughter talking as they walked.

Four or five meters apart are Zijuan and the old housekeeper.

Seeing Lin Ruhai starting, Lin Daiyu followed, and the two people behind them quickly caught up. The old housekeeper was a little hard of hearing. Fortunately, Lin Ruhai didn't control his voice. He was talking in his own home, and he just came here casually, so he only heard a few words of Lin Ruhai: "I was just thinking, why did he come to Yangzhou?"

What a smart person Lin Daiyu is?

I was somewhat grateful to Lin Chaoci.

Lin Ruhai was immediately embarrassed by this.

Stomping his feet, he said reluctantly: "Dad, please explain clearly, what do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting, nothing interesting..."

Lin Ruhai laughed.

He is well and his daughter is by his side.

What little sadness there was was diluted.

Rubbing Lin Daiyu's little head, she said with a pity look on her face: "I'm really a little curious about that Xue family girl. I wonder what kind of girl can be better than my pretty girl."

"Daddy!!!"

Lin Daiyu puffed up her face angrily.

Shake off Lin Ruhai's big hand.

Try to act like an adult.

But it made Lin Ruhai laugh so hard.

However, before Lin Ruhai could stop laughing, a servant from the house hurried over. His anxious look was incompatible with the joyful atmosphere. Lin Ruhai, who had just forgotten about the incident, felt a thump in his heart. When the Yangzhou prefect came to visit him, he immediately stopped smiling. After thinking about it, he knelt down, touched his daughter's little head, and said in a consultative tone: "Daddy still has some government affairs to deal with. I'm sorry. Let's do it tomorrow." How about daddy taking a walk with you to relax tomorrow night?"

Lin Daiyu is not that kind of unreasonable girl.

Nodding, his tone was full of confidence: "It's okay, dad, just go. Business is important. Zicuckoo is here, so don't worry about me getting lost."

Lin Ruhai was relieved.Being a little adult also has the benefits of being a little adult.

Only by knowing how to proceed and how to advance and retreat can people feel more at ease.

When he left in a hurry, he didn't forget to leave the old housekeeper behind.

There is always a dragon guard by his side.

That Zijuan is not as good as Long Wei.

Although he has cleaned the back house several times, who knows how many people the salt merchants have put into his back house and whether there are any left?

There is an old housekeeper to help.

It also makes him feel more at ease.

……

Let’s talk about Lin Chaoci.

Move the timeline back to an hour ago.

That's when the heavy rain just came.

It's late, eight o'clock sharp.

Carry a knife and an umbrella on rainy nights.

The sword is a Tang Dynasty Hengdao, with thunder patterns all over the body, but the edge is not exposed.

The umbrella is an oil-paper umbrella with a red base as the lining and bamboo as the handle.

The clothes are white cloth, spotless, with wide sleeves to catch the wind.

Behind her was a pretty Huang Rong.

is quietly stepping on his shadow.

At this time, the curfew had arrived, and the streets were deserted. However, the lights in various mansions and brothels were bright, and there were faint sounds of laughter and joy.

Privileged classes will always exist.

Like this curfew.

It's just a system that restricts ordinary people.

If the carriage of the Yangzhou governor was traveling, no one would dare to stop it even under curfew.

Lin Chaoci never behaved like a gentleman.

He fought his way in.

Since he could rob openly, why should he steal secretly?
Right?

There is nothing new under the sun.

Under God's will, everything goes well.

Along the way, no one met Lin Chaoci. There were two patrols on duty, carrying gongs and lighting torches, but they happened to turn at the entrance of the previous alley or the next, separated by a wall. She happened to miss Lin Chaoci. Huang Rong, who was following Lin Chaoci, had a panoramic view. She couldn't help but touch her arm. It wasn't until she saw the brightly lit dock area in front of her that she considered it: "Brother Lin, this is really..." Coincidence?"

If you want to kill people, it will rain.

You mean, you don’t even need to clean it up?
If you want to walk, people will turn.

I mean, can you just go your own way?
When I came back, I came back with a flying sword. Even if you secretly cultivated immortality behind our backs, it means that God really takes care of you a little too much. Are you sure you are not God's biological son?
Lin Chaoci looked back at Huang Rong.

After thinking for a while, he handed over the red umbrella.

On a dark and midwinter night, a pretty woman holds a red umbrella...

Anyone with a bad heart will be frightened...

Lin Chaoci didn't feel much at all.

Pat Huang Rong on the shoulder.

He drew his sword and threw the scabbard to the ground.

Then, his tone became more meaningful: "Just stand here, don't move around, I'll buy you some oranges."

Huang Rong stared at Lin Chaoci for two seconds.

Relying on a woman's intuition, she pursed her lips and said, "Although I don't understand your nonsense, I still don't think it's a good thing."

Lin Chaoci couldn't stop laughing.

And deliberately controlled his expression.

He didn't explain this daddy problem to Huang Rong.

Step by step, we walked towards the brightly lit Caogang not far away.

The dead silence gradually spread, and the whole hall was silent.

The bustling Yangzhou sub-rudder gradually became deserted.

Even the heavy rain couldn't suppress the smell of blood.

After half an hour.

Lin Chaoci threw away the knife in his hand.

Pin the last survivor to the plaque.

Then he walked out of Caobang's station spotlessly.

He took the umbrella from Huang Rong.

The tone was as calm as ever: "Let's go."

Huang Rong was still a little puzzled. It was over like this?

However, Lin Chaoci seemed to notice Huang Rong's confusion and smiled. He kept walking, but his voice came through the heavy raindrops and fell into Huang Rong's ears very clearly: "There will be someone." Found it, let’s go!”

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