Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

As fellow martial artists, Yuan Chun could clearly sense that Lin Feng's strength was no weaker than his own.

Lin Feng's eyes inadvertently revealed a sharpness and edge, the kind of gaze only someone who has killed would have.

He used to be like that too.

Especially when walking, his body is light and his back is straight, and every move he makes reveals the demeanor of a martial artist.

This is completely different from the heavy and sluggish demeanor of ordinary people; it is clearly a manifestation that only occurs after the third level of body refinement, "bone setting".

At this moment, Lin Feng was completely different from when Yuan Chun first met him.

Yuan Chun remembered that Lin Feng had only been with the Black Tiger Martial Arts School for about half a month.

At that time, Lin Feng was just a little more vigorous in terms of blood and energy and a little stronger in terms of bones than the average person, but there was nothing else special about him.

Who would have thought that in just half a month, Lin Feng would actually reach the third level of body refinement without any guidance? Yuan Chun was secretly astonished.

When he arrived this morning, Sun Dayong briefly mentioned Lin Feng's recent situation, saying that he hadn't been cultivating much.

Did I see it wrong?

Or perhaps the other party was good at hiding it?

For a moment, doubts began to arise in Yuan Chun's mind.

Lin Feng noticed someone was looking at him. He turned around and saw Yuan Chun staring at him, her brows furrowed with confusion.

When their eyes met, Yuan Chun subconsciously avoided Lin Feng's gaze.

Lin Feng immediately understood what was going on; Yuan Chun had probably figured something out.

Before practicing martial arts, Lin Feng couldn't tell the difference between a martial artist and an ordinary person.

However, as one's cultivation level increases, one can distinguish martial artists at a glance.

If he himself was like this, it's not surprising that Yuan Chun could sense him.

However, Yuan Chun did not point it out, so Lin Feng pretended not to know.

The two had a great understanding.

Upon entering the charity hall, Lin Feng and Zheng Hongwen led out an oxcart from the backyard.

Since the Zhang family consisted of five people and there were many corpses, Zheng Hongwen and his two companions did not choose to bring thin coffins this time. They only prepared a few straw mats and planned to bury the family together in one place.

Afterwards, Lin Feng, Zheng Hongwen, and Zhou Ming went to Zhang Dashan's home in the slums of the north of the city.

After leaving the charity hall, Lin Feng sat on the oxcart, watching the backs of Zhou Ming and Zheng Hongwen ahead. Thinking of Huang Shouye earlier, Lin Feng felt it was necessary to remind Zheng Hongwen.

"Junior Brother Zheng, Huang Shouye just lost face at the charity hall, so you need to be extra careful."

That bastard is no pushover; he'll definitely find a chance to retaliate.

Joselin and Bao Li of the Huang Family Martial Arts School both followed Huang Shouye. Through their memories, Lin Feng knew very well what kind of person Huang Shouye was—a complete beast in human skin.

This person is vindictive, bullies the weak and fears the strong, and is extremely concerned with saving face.

He lost face at the charity hall today, and he will definitely get his revenge elsewhere.

Given Huang Shouye's personality, he will most likely set his sights on the three of them.

With Lin Feng's current strength, he is not afraid of Huang Shouye. At worst, he can kill him and run away.

But Zheng Hongwen and Zhou Ming are in danger. They neither live in the charity hall nor have the ability to protect themselves. If Huang Shouye really wants to take revenge, they are likely to be in grave danger.

Lin Feng didn't care whether Zhou Ming lived or died, but Lin Feng and Zheng Hongwen had a pretty good relationship.

Zhou Ming scoffed, "Senior Brother Lin is overthinking it. We haven't offended him, how could that be?"

Zheng Hongwen also said, "Senior Brother Lin and Huang Shouye shouldn't be that bold, right? Besides, they have Senior Brother protecting them."

"Hongwen, you must be careful. It's best to stay in the dining hall for now. That bastard Huang Shouye will definitely retaliate against us."

"If you're really afraid of retaliation, Brother Lin, you can move to the charity hall."

Before Zheng Hongwen could speak, Zhou Ming on the right replied, his words laced with sarcasm, clearly not taking Lin Feng's reminder to heart.

Seeing that the two didn't seem to care much, Lin Feng didn't say anything more.

Good advice is useless to those damned fools; let them be.

For a moment, all three fell silent.

The oxcart traveled through the muddy paths of the slums in the north of the city.

A heavy rain made the road surface potholed and flooded. Before they had gone far, Zhou Ming and Zheng Hongwen's shoes and trousers were covered in mud.

In the thatched huts on both sides of the road, many poor people looked at Lin Feng and his two companions.

As soon as we arrived at Zhang Dashan's house, a stench of corpses hit us.

It was a very peculiar smell that made the human body's genes instinctively feel uncomfortable.

Lin Feng put on a mask and gloves and jumped off the oxcart.

Zheng Hongwen and Zhou Ming followed behind, pinching their noses.

In the center of the courtyard, the coffin gleamed with a dim light under the sunlight, which was particularly glaring.

As expected, inside the coffin was still Huang Shouye's dog.

Zheng Hongwen asked, "Senior Brother Lin, this coffin...?"

Lin Feng said, "Never mind that, bury the people first."

"it is good."

The three men quickly loaded the Zhang family of five onto the oxcart, covered them with straw mats, and left the courtyard.

As he left, Lin Feng glanced at the black lacquered coffin, but ultimately said nothing and turned to leave.

As the oxcart passed by, passersby covered their noses and dodged it.

Upon reaching the city gate, the guards frowned and asked, "Where did this corpse come from?"

Zheng Hongwen lifted the straw mat, "The Zhang family of five were forced to their deaths by the second young master of the Huang family a few days ago."

"Alright, alright, let's go!"

The three drove out of Yongguan City.

The sun was scorching, and sweat soaked through my clothes.

Along the way, the three of them not only frowned because of the heat, but also found the stench of the corpse unbearable.

They remained silent the entire time, heading straight to the cemetery, as burying the bodies as soon as possible was the most important thing.

Fifteen minutes later, we finally arrived at the cemetery.

Zheng Hongwen said, "Hurry up and dig, it stinks too much, I'm going to throw up if I keep smelling it."

"It's been sitting for three days, and the stench is normal."

The three of them chose a spot and started digging a hole.

Lin Feng had the most energy and dug the fastest. He worked hard without showing any signs of fatigue or slacking off.

Zheng Hongwen was surprised to see this: "Senior Brother Lin, you seem to be getting stronger and stronger?"

Lin Feng: "It must be my imagination. The corpse smells so bad, it'd be better to bury it sooner rather than later."

"Um."

Even though the speed was not slow, it still took more than an hour.

After placing the body in the pit, Lin Feng covered it with a straw mat.

Zhou Ming, standing to the side, urged, "Senior Brother Lin, hurry up! What's the point of worshipping a dead person? It stinks!"

Lin Feng glanced at him, picked up a shovel, and began filling the soil.

The three of them took turns shoveling, until the yellow earth buried everything.

At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly remembered his agreement with Zhao Erniu to meet at noon.

It would be bad if the two of them bumped into each other.

He then said to Zhou Ming and Zheng Hongwen, "I'll take care of the finishing touches. You don't need to stay here. You can go back now."

Just as Zheng Hongwen was about to speak, Zhou Ming interrupted him, saying, "Then thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother Lin."

As he spoke, he turned to Zheng Hongwen and said, "Let's go back quickly, maybe we can still make it to lunch."

I have something to do at noon, so I'll finish eating early and go home sooner.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Ming had already thrown the shovel onto the oxcart.

Since Lin Feng was willing to take on the work, he was naturally happy to relax.

Zheng Hongwen looked apologetic and somewhat embarrassed. Lin Feng waved his hand and said, "Alright, go back now. I wasn't planning on having lunch."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Brother Lin."

Zhou Ming, already seated on the oxcart, urged, "Zheng Hongwen, are you coming or not?"

"Coming, coming! What's the rush? Are you trying to kill me?"

"I smell like sweat and a corpse. How am I supposed to eat if I don't go home and wash up soon? I'll be late if I stay any longer!"

"You're such a troublemaker."

The two chatted back and forth as they walked further and further away.