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Chapter 163 Return to Tianyang City

The bandits came quickly and left even faster.

The mother and daughter of the Lin family in the carriage were filled with burning emotions when they saw that Zhong Lin had driven away the bandits with just one arrow.

Zhong Lin frowned as he watched the bandits fleeing in panic.

"It's getting increasingly chaotic. Although Dachen has had some natural disasters, it's not as serious as this. We've encountered five groups of bandits along the way."

Zhong Lin could perceive the changes in the overall situation of Dachen with his naked eyes.

Refugees, bandits, rebels...

The fighting among the many princes in Kyoto has begun to seriously affect the changes in the entire Chen Kingdom. If it is not handled quickly, the entire country will fall into turmoil, not to mention the other two dynasties outside who are eyeing it covetously.

Shaking his head and ignoring it, the convoy started moving forward again.

At night, the familiar figure appeared in Zhong Lin's room again. This night, Mrs. Zhang was more proactive and fanatical.

It took Zhong Lin half an hour to send Madam Zhang away. Just as he was about to start meditating and concentrating his Qi, he heard knocks on the door.

"Who?"

Zhong Lin stood up and opened the door, and it was Lin Shihua.

"Miss Lin?"

"Brother Zhong, won't you let me in and sit down?"

As Lin Shihua spoke, Zhong Lin faintly smelled the scent of alcohol.

"you've been drinking?"

Zhong Lin frowned slightly.

Lin Shihua lowered his body and actually went directly in from the side of Zhong Lin.

Zhong Lin looked around at the door and closed it with his backhand.

Lin Shihua walked to the bed, lowered his head and sniffed, and he sensed a familiar smell.

"It's too late. Why are you in my room instead of sleeping?"

Lin Shihua turned his head and looked at Zhong Lin with eyes that contained both anger and unwillingness.

"My mother was here just now, wasn't she?"

"..."

"It was my mother last night too?"

Zhong Lin remained silent, without any embarrassment at all.

At this moment, Lin Shihua threw herself into Zhong Lin's arms. Her petite body and elegant fragrance made Zhong Lin's heart burn with joy.

"Don't play with fire."

Zhong Lin said in a low voice.

"My mother can do it, why can't I?"

Lin Shihua's tone was filled with rebellion, and before speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhong Lin's weakness directly.

"hiss!"

At this moment, Zhong Lin could no longer bear it. He picked up Lin Shihua by the waist and threw her onto the bed.

……

Early the next morning, the caravan set off again, but this time both mother and daughter were "sick" and refused to get out of the carriage.

While on the way, Mrs. Zhang lifted the door curtain several times and glared at Zhong Lin fiercely, but did not say much.

Zhong Lin simply smiled, not feeling embarrassed at all. This was a world of martial arts, where women achieved as much as men. Therefore, there wasn't the strict separation between men and women that existed in China during the Ming and Qing dynasties. Otherwise, Lin Shihua would have drunk some wine and barged into Zhong Lin's room.

For the next month, the convoy traveled during the day, with Zhong Lin acting as a bodyguard to protect the convoy. At night, they enjoyed the pleasure of having two wives. On the seventh day, they even used a little trick and slept together as a group of three.

Sometimes he would also teach Lin An martial arts. After all, he had slept with his mother and sister, and Zhong Lin would feel guilty if he didn't help.

A month was enough for Zhong Lin to complete the absorption of internal energy by true qi, and he truly entered the ranks of first-grade warriors and became the most top-notch warrior.

Outside Tianyang City.

Zhong Lin watched as the convoy, which was twice as large as the previous one, slowly departed in the distance. Lin Shihua, who was sitting on the carriage, waved her hands with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of reluctance. Xiao Lin An was also shouting loudly.

"Brother Zhong, you must come to Linhai City to see me. Don't forget."

As the convoy moved further away, Lin Shihua could no longer bear it and threw herself into Mrs. Zhang's arms, crying loudly.

Madam Zhang also hugged her daughter, and said with heartache: "Don't cry, don't cry. He is a white cloud in the sky, but we are just ordinary people. He will not stop because of us. Once we reach Linhai City, we will forget him and start a new life."

A middle-aged man also rode his horse to the front of the carriage and said softly, "Third sister, how is Shihua?"

"I feel a little depressed, and crying will make me feel better. Thank you for your concern, second brother."

Mrs. Zhang spoke.

This person is none other than Mrs. Zhang’s second brother, Zhang Shuo, the second son of the Zhang family in Linhai City.

When Mrs. Zhang was betrayed by the housekeeper on the way, she quickly sent someone to deliver a letter. Zhang Shuo also personally brought people to greet her, so they met in Tianyang City. This is also the reason why Zhong Lin did not continue to escort her.

"Mr. Zhong is young, handsome, and a master of martial arts. He is also the direct disciple of Master Yin of Baicaotang. It is understandable that Shihua admires him, but it's a pity that our family is not worthy of him. You should comfort Shihua well. When we return to Linhai City, I will let Xing'er take her to some poetry gatherings and meet some young men. Maybe then she will forget about Mr. Zhong." Zhang Shuo sighed.

Mrs. Zhang could only nod in agreement, but her face was full of bitterness.

forget?

How could I forget?

The life-saving grace, the physical intimacy... not to mention my daughter Lin Shihua, I myself will probably never forget it in this life.

On the other side, Zhong Lin led his horse and walked into Tianyang City.

However, in just less than a year, when he came to this familiar place again, Zhong Lin felt as if he was in a different world.

Unlike the outside world where there are many bandits, Tianyang City is still peaceful and prosperous. People are shoulder to shoulder on the streets and vendors are hawking their wares on both sides.

"Uncle, come up and play!"

"Come and play, sir."

"Sir, you look exhausted from the journey. Come up and rest. I will personally comfort you."

"I have a big heart, I will definitely satisfy you."

Zhong Lin, who was walking, was awakened by the sweet sounds coming from upstairs. He subconsciously looked up and saw a group of scantily clad prostitutes waving handkerchiefs on the railing on the second floor, posing in a coquettish manner towards him and saying bold words one after another.

As Zhong Lin looked up, the women's eyes lit up, their shouts became louder, and their movements became bolder.

Zhong Lin, who is accomplished in martial arts, has a restrained aura, and with his tall stature, he stands out among the crowd on the street with an outstanding temperament.

Raising their heads allowed the group of women to see Zhong Lin's sharp eyebrows, sharp eyes, and fresh and handsome face, which naturally made them even more excited.

After all, serving anyone is the same as serving them, but a handsome young man is naturally not comparable to that white-haired old man.

I took a quick look at the sign on the attic and saw the three big words "Xiaoxiang Pavilion".

"This is the Xiaoxiang Pavilion that Mei Weixuan has been talking about. Seeing is believing."

The corners of Zhong Lin's mouth curled up slightly, and he thought of the first time he met Mei Weixuan in Heishan County. The divisions of courtyards, halls, pavilions, rooms, studios, buildings, and shops that guy mentioned really opened Zhong Lin's eyes.

(End of this chapter)