My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 78 Puzhao Temple Fighting Yanqing (1)

The evil slaves of the Lu family dragged the woman, Mengshi, and went. The two children got up from the ground, stumbled and chased after them, but were kicked down by two servants one after another.

Wang Lin was furious.

Doggy stuff.Wang Lin scolded angrily, put aside the grab in his hand, rushed forward with three punches and two kicks, and knocked the seven or eight villainous slaves of the Lu family to the ground.

With his current martial arts, beating a few rich and evil slaves is no different from killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.

Li An was so startled that he was about to yell loudly when Wang Lin punched him lightly on the cheek, knocking out his two front teeth and bleeding all over his face.

"Murder!"

Li An covered his face and screamed and fled, and the rest of the evil slaves also fled.

Wang Lin stepped forward to help the woman up, took out ten taels of silver from his bosom, handed it to her, and said, "Is this money enough for you to pay off the debt?"

Mrs. Meng hugged the two children tightly, she burst into tears with gratitude and burst into tears, she dared not answer: "Thank you benefactor for saving your life, I only owe the Lu family two pennies in rent debt, how can I spend so much money ...but... slave..."

Twelve taels of silver is a huge amount for ordinary farmers, enough for a family to live a good life.

Meng Shi has never seen so much money in her life, but she still hesitates and hesitates to speak.

She was troubled in her heart and couldn't tell. Li An, the second housekeeper of the Lu family, took aim at her not because of the mere debt of two pennies, but because she saw that her husband died, and wanted to occupy her body, so even if she paid back the Lu family Debt, I'm afraid it's still hard to escape bad luck.

Wang Lin looked at the woman's expression and probably guessed something.

He was silent for a moment and said: "If it's not just about debts, I think you might as well take your children to other places to seek relatives and escape for a while... This little money should be enough for you mother and child to live for a while."

Wang Lin stuffed the money into the woman's hand.

With trembling hands, Meng carefully hid the silver on her body, thanked her a thousand times, and then hurried away with her two children.

As for whether she went to other places to visit relatives for a while, or went home to find another way, Wang Lin couldn't care anymore, anyway, she did what she had to do.

Wang Lin didn't take this bad thing to heart, so he went to Puzhao Temple afterwards.

This beautiful ancient temple has carved beams and painted buildings, and covers a very large area, but there are not many pilgrims at this time.

Wang Lin burned three sticks of incense in front of the Daxiong Hall, and then he heard the noise of people outside the mountain gate and the roar of footsteps. Suo Chao led troops to guard Mrs. Cai and two maids as they entered the temple. mountain gate.

Wang Lin stayed aside, and saw Mrs. Cai was beautiful, with a plump figure, her face was like a full moon, and she had a calm demeanor; she was smiling all over her face, surrounded by many monks.

Wang Lin didn't look too much, and got up to leave.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Cai waved to him from afar and said, "Young gentleman, please come and say something."

Cai Jing's daughter.

Another not-so-good-for-nothing, non-famous jealous woman.

What a femme fatale behind this beautiful face!
Wang Lin cupped his hands indifferently and said, "I've seen Madam, but I don't know Madam is calling, why?"

Mrs. Cai smiled softly, and said gently: "I heard that Mr. Xiao Lang is from Tokyo? I don't know which family's son it is..."

Wang Lin said in her heart that she had mistaken herself for a fellow villager.

He smiled casually: "Returning to Madam, although I come from Tokyo, I am not from Tokyo."

In fact, Mrs. Cai also realized from Wang Lin's accent that he was not from Tokyo.

Seeing Wang Lin's good looks, she thought he was the son of a wealthy family in Tokyo, and wanted to catch up on the old days, but it turned out not to be.

Just a little disappointed.

At this time, another group of people broke into the mountain gate of Puzhao Temple.

The leader is a handsome young man in hard clothes.

"Six feet taller, 24 to [-] years old, three teeth covering the mouth and thin beard, very thin waist and broad shoulders. Wearing a papaya heart turban, wearing a white shirt with a silver silk gauze collar, and a spider-spotted red thread on the waist , wearing a pair of khaki leather oil shoulder boots. A pair of animal gold rings on the back of the head, a Hongluo handkerchief for the neck guard, a celebrity fan inserted obliquely at the waist, and four seasons flowers are often placed on the sideburns."

[Yan Qing—life 8, intelligence 7, force 51, reputation 31, skills: sumo wrestling, hundred arts]

Good guy, it's him!

Wang Lin glanced at him, he was indeed a prodigal son, born with capital and skin!
When Yan Qing entered the temple, she first bowed deeply to Mrs. Cai: "Yan Qing has met Mrs. Cai, and my Lu family is here to do some business. If there is any disturbance, please forgive me."

Mrs. Cai smiled slightly and waved her hands: "Brother Yan, you don't need to be polite, but please be yourself."

The Lu family and the local official Liang Shijie naturally came and went frequently. As Lu Junyi's adopted son, Yan Qing followed Lu Junyi to visit Liang's mansion frequently, and naturally became acquainted with the Cai family.

Yan Qing immediately turned around and looked at Wang Lin coldly, looked him up and down, frowned and said, "Li An, is this little brother the one who beat up our Lu family for no reason?"

"Yes, yes, Young Master Yan, this is the guy!" Li An covered his cheeks and nodded repeatedly.

Yan Qingyang pointed at Wang Lin: "It seems that you are gentle, like a scholar, but you are still talented? However, you have the guts to hurt the housekeeper of my Lu's house! Forget it, you are a foreigner. Man, if you commit a crime face to face, we will expose this matter and not mention it."

Naturally, Yan Qing came out not for Li An, but for the Lu family's face.

Seeing Wang Lin's good character, he felt a little fond of him, so he didn't plan to delve into it further.

Wang Lin looked at Yan Qing and said with a faint smile, "Apologize to a wicked slave who oppressed women and children? Please forgive me for not being able to do it."

Yan Qingxin said that this guy is a bit ignorant, and couldn't help but get annoyed: "Isn't he making progress? It seems that I have a little bit of skill on my own, and I don't know who's surname. It's a pity that you met our Lu family!"

Wang Lin wanted to try Yan Qing's kung fu, so he pretended to be arrogant and said: "What about the Lu family? Can the Lu family run rampant in the countryside?"

Yan Qing was furious.

Seeing that the members of the Lu family and Wang Lin were about to clash, Suo Chao was afraid of disturbing his wife, and was about to step forward to intervene, but was stopped by Mrs. Cai with a wink.

She was about to use Yan Qing's hand to see how divine Wang Lin was, but she didn't pay much attention to the Lu family.

Yan Qing jumped over and punched her with a wave of her hand.

Yan Qing's boxing kung fu was obtained from Lu Junyi's true biography, but his housekeeping skills are sumo wrestling and he is proficient in juggling.

In other words, his energy is too scattered, and he likes too many things, which leads to his boxing skills being second-rate.

At this time, Wang Lin had a relatively clear judgment on his comprehensive strength.

Facing Yang Zhisuo and Xu Ning who have slightly higher strength than himself, he tried his best to be invincible, and even used his skills properly, and he still had a chance to defeat the strong with the weak.

As for a martial artist like Yan Qing whose force value is slightly lower than his own or close to his own, it is impossible to be his opponent.

Wang Lin took the time to avoid Yan Qing's punch, and returned a punch backhand.

However, he used [-]% to [-]% of his strength, and the fist was so fierce and fast that Yan Qing had no time to dodge, and was hit in the chest by him, and took a few steps back.

A huge force rushed into the body, shaking Yan Qing's whole body to churn, and a mouthful of blood surged upwards, almost gushing out of his mouth.

What a great power!
Yan Qing's expression changed suddenly, she put away her contempt, put her hand on her chest and said solemnly: "Little brother, who are you? Why are you an enemy of my Lu family?"

(End of this chapter)