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[Common ginseng tea, which replenishes qi and blood, can slightly enhance internal strength after consumption.]

A hint of surprise flashed deep in Lin Zheng's eyes.

Cheng Ye's actions made them somewhat suspicious and uncertain.

When I was young, I built up some connections in Nanming Prefecture.

Therefore.

Not long after Liu Haoran accepted the mission, he learned that people from the Six Doors were preparing to come to Linjia Village.

"Young friend, you are truly magnanimous."

"I wonder how my ginseng tea tastes?"

Cheng put down his teacup, feeling the warmth flowing in his dantian. After a moment of contemplation, he said:

"This ginseng tea is good, but it should not be drunk in excess."

"It's easy to over-nourish."

Forehead!

Lin Zheng was stunned for a moment.

These words are so blunt, they're almost like a cow chewing on a peony—completely lacking in humor.

He gave a slightly stiff smile, concealing his disdain, and continued to ask:

"Young friend, is there anything I can do to help you in Lin Family Village?"

"My name is Cheng Ye. I'm just taking a stroll in Lin Family Village. No need to trouble the Lin family head. Oh, by the way, you can just call me Constable Lin."

The vein on Lin Zheng's forehead twitched imperceptibly.

He wanted to test Cheng Ye and pry some information out of the young man so he could make further plans.

But Lin Zheng really couldn't believe that Cheng Ye was such a clueless greenhorn who didn't understand anything about human relationships.

"Okay then."

"Officer Lin."

"Please do as you please."

"Ah Da, take good care of Constable Lin."

Ah!

Cheng Ye's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

Having dealt with investors in the business world in my past life, how could I not hear the probing in Lin Zheng's words?

"Lin Zhengyi knew all along that someone from the Six Doors would come to investigate him, so he arranged for people to wait for him in advance."

Someone with less cunning would have been easily led astray by Lin Zheng, their mind in turmoil.

"In that case..."

"I simply transformed into a greenhorn with negative emotional intelligence, and used a flurry of punches to defeat the master."

obviously.

The effect is very significant.

"Liu Haoran instructed us to wait until he arrived before taking any action."

"Judging from Lin Zheng's behavior, although he knew someone was coming, that's all he knew."

Accompanied by Lin Da, Cheng toured the campus and even enjoyed a carefully prepared medicinal meal.

……

The Lin residence, study.

Lin Zheng frowned, stroking a shiny black walnut in his hand.

"Go and check it again, make sure there are absolutely no mistakes."

He gave instructions to his trusted aide.

"Master, judging by the time, the young master and the others should have arrived at Nanming Prefecture by now."

"As for those things, they've all been hidden away."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zheng still felt somewhat uneasy.

"If the Six Doors can trace back to Lin Family Village, someone within the organization must have already met with misfortune."

"I just don't know if they actually sold us out too."

Lin Zheng's old face, which was not wrinkled, was filled with a gloomy expression.

"Prepare for the worst."

"What if those people don't let us live?"

"Then let's make a big scene and make them pay with their lives."

"but……"

Lin Zheng took a deep breath, seemingly to comfort himself, and murmured softly:

"If that's the case."

"It should be the three constables who have arrived."

The sun is setting in the west, and dusk is approaching.

Lin Zheng walked along the ridge of the field, watching the village gradually sink into darkness.

Compared to his casual demeanor at the Lin residence that afternoon, he now appeared more solemn.

"When Lin Zheng was young, he studied under a master at the Seven Pills Sect in Nanming Prefecture."

"But that's not enough to keep no fewer than ten martial artists who have embarked on the path of cultivation living in this impoverished mountain village."

Firstly, it is not easy to support martial artists. Without a steady stream of income, why would an old man who plans to return to his roots in Linjia Village have so much gold and silver?

Secondly, every martial artist has the ambition to roam the world, so who would be willing to guard the home of an old man in a mountain village?

After leaving the Lin residence, Cheng Ye originally planned to find a breakthrough from the villagers.

but.

When he tried to get close to them and asked questions, the villagers remained expressionless and silent, completely ignoring him.

It was at this moment.

Lin Da suddenly came over, holding a torch.

"Forest……"

Just as Cheng was about to speak, he noticed a gloomy and uncertain face reflected in the flickering firelight.

as well as.

The murderous intent flashed in his eyes!

"Something's happened!"

Upon seeing this, Cheng's heart sank!

……

In the nameless hill behind the village.

A figure swept through the trees, carrying with it a strong stench of blood.

Liu Haoran's constable uniform was stained with the blood of demons.

Under the moonlight.

His face was slightly pale, and he exuded a strong sense of anxiety.

"Damn it!"

"Where did Lin Zheng learn this evil magic to light the blood essence lamp for this demon?"

"The information about Tingfeng Hall is far from complete."

"This is going to be a huge problem!"

He held the sword sheath in his right hand and carried a ferocious, bloodstained tiger head in his left!

He wished he could fly through the air like a true martial arts master and rush to Lin Family Village.

otherwise.

If it gets too late, I'll only be able to collect that Cheng guy's corpse!

……

The Lin Residence.

Cheng Ye looked at Lin Zheng pacing in front of him, searching through his memories.

"In the previous version of the official server, these characters did not appear at all, and there were no stories about them."

"What exactly happened?"

Lin Zheng turned around abruptly, his face, which appeared somewhat crazed in the candlelight, was filled with rage.

"Officer Lin."

"Is my ginseng tea and my medicinal cuisine delicious?

"I never imagined I'd be tricked by a mere brat like you!"

"You have only yourself to blame for how things have turned out tonight!"

He pointed his sword at Cheng Ye and angrily rebuked him:

"If you want me dead, then we'll all die together!"

"Patriarch Lin," Cheng Ye looked up and said calmly, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Hehe!"

Lin Zheng's laughter was hoarse and unpleasant, like a broken bellows.

"Still playing dumb?"

Lin Zheng clapped his hands heavily, his eyes filled with hatred:

"I want you to wish you were dead, you brat!"

The gate to the Lin residence was opened at some unknown time.

The villagers and little demons they had seen during the day all filed in, looking dazed and confused.

They held farm tools in their hands, their faces blank with numbness.

"Kill him."

"I will give you the antidote."

Lin Zheng laughed despicably and shouted:

"You Six Doors, don't you pride yourselves on upholding justice?"

"Come on! You surnamed Lin! Start a massacre of these civilians!"

"If you don't kill them, they'll kill you!"

The words fell.

Amid the stunned crowd, heavy breathing gradually began to rise.

"The Bewitching Grass, combined with Nine-Leaf Lingzhi, Blood Tai Sui, and White Calyx Viola, can be used to concoct a pill that controls the mind."

Every time Cheng Ye uttered the name of a medicinal herb, Lin Zheng's face stiffened a little more.

"Preparing the antidote is not difficult at all."

"Attacking anyone from the Six Doors of Da Tang is considered treason."

"Kill! No mercy!"