Immortal Sword Master

The old rules of the rivers and lakes! An Ying hurriedly said loudly. After speaking, he looked at Lin Xin a little uneasy.

Lin Xin was also completely inexperienced, so he nodded at her and signaled her to handle it by herself. Most of the remaining memories in my mind are those who failed to kick the club and had to stay as compensation. However, it was the first time he encountered this kind of situation, and his heart was pounding. He was so nervous that he could only let An Ying take care of it.

In the end, Huo Hengdao left all his weapons and more than a dozen taels of silver on his body before retreating.

This is a large amount of money. Lin Xin converted it according to the price in memory, and the silver is almost equivalent to more than 10,000 RMB. The weapons are also ridiculously expensive. Although there are only three knives in total, the cost of each knives is no less than seven or eight thousand yuan. Especially in an environment where this kind of weapon is controlled by the sect government, it has a price but no market. A total of more than 30,000 income.

After waiting for Huo Hengdao to retreat, An Ying put away her sword, and Lin Xin breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, Lu Yu ran out of the room and began to clean up the weapons and silver on the ground. Lu Yun also brought out a bucket of water and began to clean up the blood on the ground.

Lin Xin looked at An Ying with an innocent face. This guy is illiterate and has little education. Although his mind is better than that of Lu Yun brothers and sisters, it is also limited. You can see from the unconcealed admiration on her face that this guy has no love for him before. Lin Xinru's identity has long been deeply rooted in love.

Lin Xinru was born into a wealthy businessman's family. He was able to read and read since he was a child. In addition, his looks were not bad, and he managed the gymnasium fairly well. He had no worries about food and clothing. In this era when reading and writing were very luxurious, he was a real high-level talent.

In addition, he is not bad looking, and his family is rich. In modern terms, he is a standard tall, rich and handsome, with a higher degree of education!

Alas... Thinking of what the old man said to him on his deathbed, now he is the head of the gymnasium, Lin Xin suddenly lost his fear of the shining sword in An Ying's hand, and heaved a long sigh.

Clean up your body, is there any injury? he asked.

An Ying's face turned red immediately, and she felt a little awkward.

A little hurt...

Where is it? I'll show you. Lin Xin, who is considered half a medical major, took a breath and walked up to show her.

This... An Ying's face turned redder.

Where is it? Lin Xin was speechless. But looking at Shang Lu Yu Lu Yun's weird eyes, he suddenly remembered that this world is not what he used to be, and the line of defense between men and women is much bigger. His behavior was obviously inappropriate.

Even if you are the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, if you want to be more relaxed, it would be a bit abrupt to be so unscrupulous.

It's the leg... An Ying lowered her head and said like a gnat, I'm sorry for the inconvenience, senior brother...

Where is your leg hurt? But since he had already spoken, his cheeks were slightly red, and he insisted on it.

An Ying turned around silently, and sure enough, there was an obvious knife wound on the back of her thigh. The strange thing was that the wound was very thin, and not much blood flowed out.

Oh... Lin Xin sighed again. Suddenly, I felt a little adapted to life in this world.

Lu Yu, go get some medicine and apply it to her. That's all he could arrange.

The medicine...the medicine is gone, so I can only buy it down the mountain... Lu Yu replied in a low voice.

It was only then that Lin Xin remembered that the medical technology in this era is very poor, and many medicines are not effective for preservation, so they can only be used immediately. And some commonly used trauma medicines are very expensive things. Because there is no assembly line for mass production, the cost is very high.

Usually, he goes down the mountain to go home to get these things, but now...he is no longer the original Lin Xinru, but Lin Xin, so how can he go back and see his parents here again?

Let's wait for this matter for now... Lin Xin also roughly recognized several herbs that can treat trauma, as well as anti-inflammatory drugs such as dandelion.

After a lot of work, he went to the mountain to pick some herbs that he could only identify, smashed them up and applied them to An Ying.

Lu Yun and Lu Yun lit a fire and cooked as usual, and An Ying went back to practice, so Lin Xin had nothing to do.

He found a place to sit down, looking at the already dark sky, feeling confused for a while.

He came to this place out of nowhere, and he didn't know what he should do.

Sitting at the entrance of the gymnasium, he looked at the gray stone steps extending all the way down, and he just wanted to sit quietly and have a good rest.

Snapped.

He slapped himself on the neck, and a blood-red mosquito the size of a coin fell from the palm of his hand. The mosquito has been beaten into a piece of paper by him, and the blood inside has been squeezed out.

Blood spots were printed on his neck, which felt a little wet.

Hiss...such a big mosquito... Lin Xin was speechless, feeling his neck was already swollen.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a black figure looming on the stone steps, running towards the gymnasium rapidly.

The black shadow took a few steps along the stone steps, seemingly calmly moving, but very fast. It was only in the field of vision just now, and in a few blinks of an eye, it was in front of the gymnasium gate.

The person who came was a bearded middle-aged man dressed in black, with a short knife on his waist and the word Lin embroidered on his chest. He was strong and looked extremely fierce.

Eldest Young Master? Why are you sitting here? The man was stunned when he saw Lin Xin.

You are...Uncle Lin Hao? Lin Xinru quickly found out the corresponding character from his memory.

Lin Hao, one of the three strongest martial artists in the Lin family's courtyard guards, is well-known for fighting with a short knife in several cities around him, and he is one of the masters recruited by the Lin family.

The Lin family is a well-known family nearby, with many children in the family, and naturally has a force to protect the family property. Compared with the Hongsongmen, it is much stronger. There are hundreds of people in the nursing team alone. All of them are elite soldiers, and it only takes a dozen or so people to surround them, so that a young master like An Ying can't escape.

And this is just a weak force of the Lin family.

As a wealthy businessman, Lin Xinru's father, Lin Zhiwen, is known to everyone in Hongsong City.

Lin Hao ran up the mountain at this juncture, obviously not just looking for trouble.

This is not good news for Lin Xin. You must know that Lin Xinru used to escape to the mountain just to avoid the arrangement of his family.

Uncle Hao, what are you doing here? Lin Xinru stood up, patted his butt regardless of the mud on his buttocks, and asked in a flat tone. He completely imitated Lin Xinru's tone of voice by 80-90%.

Lin Hao exhaled.

Master told me to tell you, it's been a long time. It's time to go home.

He glanced at the dilapidated house number of the Red Pine gymnasium.

What's the use of hiding in such a dilapidated gym? Lin family, you have to go back sooner or later to inherit the master's family business.

Whether I go back or not is my business. The old man doesn't need to worry about it. Lin Xin snorted.

Father Lin Zhiwen, as a local tyrant, naturally looked down on the dilapidated Hongsongmen that was on the verge of closing down.

But he remembered that every time he went back, among the few children in the family, he, the elder brother, was the one who didn't do his job properly. The other younger brothers and sisters have already started to manage accounts and people for the family, generating income and profits, but he still asks the family for money, and he is never frugal in spending.

Thinking of this, he added another sentence.

Aren't I also here to learn martial arts?

There are people who learn martial arts at home. Although Daoist Hongsong is not weak, he is about the same as your second uncle. There is no need to come here to suffer. Lin Hao said, looking at Lin Xinru who didn't care at all. I'm too lazy to say more, anyway, I have said too much of this kind of thing, and it has long been useless.

Forget it, forget it, I'm here this time to inform you that the Shu family is coming recently, the master may be busy for a while, and treat a few distinguished guests well. It's not very peaceful recently, and the family is short of staff, so I ask you to go down the mountain as little as possible.

I see.

Okay, this is the regular money for this month. Lin Hao took off a small black bag from behind and handed it to Lin Xin.

Lin Xin took it, and there were some heavy copper coins and silver coins inside.

Don't worry, there are no people on the mountain, there is little oil and water, and there are junior sisters around, even if there are robbers, they won't like it. He replied casually.

Lin Hao nodded, but his face was a little heavy.

Young master, be careful, someone may be eyeing our Lin family recently, this time the master invited masters from the Shu family to help with the fist. He said in a low voice.

Lin Xin's heart felt a little chilly, and seeing Lin Hao turn around and leave after saying this, with light and quick movements, he couldn't help feeling a little envious. I am also a little vigilant, this environment is not as safe as I imagined...

If An Ying wasn't by my side...

The family doesn't think highly of Hongsongmen, so he is naturally underestimated when he learns martial arts here.

Seeing Lin Hao leaving quickly, he sat for a while before turning and walking into the mountain gate.

There was no one in the yard, and there were faint voices coming from the kitchen. It seemed that the Lu Yun brothers and sisters were dealing with something.

The oil lamp in An Ying's room was flickering brightly, as if she was studying hard.

Although the Hongsong Sect's Little Guiyuan Kungfu is only the most rare and common technique, it can't be practiced by everyone, and requires a certain amount of aptitude to practice.

Shaking his head, Lin Xin strode towards his room. Thinking of the previous Hengdaomen door-to-door, coupled with the news he heard today, he felt more and more unsafe in this world.

I have to learn some self-defense skills. He had a thought in his mind.

This body itself has some foundation in swordsmanship. It should be of some use after recovering.

With something in his head, he recalls the pamphlet that Master Cheap gave him before he died.

Could it be some magical secret technique? He had long been a little envious of his junior sister's Xiao Guiyuan Kung Fu. Except for his junior sister, he and Lu Yun brothers and sisters couldn't practice it. It seemed that their physiques didn't match.

He also tried several times these days because of his curiosity about qigong, but all failed.

Thinking back on that pamphlet today, he suddenly had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Go back and look again, maybe there is some secret hidden inside.

Back in the room, he looked around to make sure there was no one there, and listened carefully to the movement outside to make sure that no one was approaching.

Then he got in from under the bed where he was sleeping. There was a hidden door in the wall inside the bed, which he gently pried open. Inside were the yellow booklet and some broken silver.

Taking out the booklet, Lin Xin crawled backwards from under the bed.

Snapped.

Suddenly a hand slapped him hard on the shoulder.

who!!

Lin Xin was startled, turned his head abruptly, and saw a tall figure standing behind him. He looked at himself with a sneer.

After waiting for so many days, are you finally willing to take out the secret technique? The figure's voice was chilling.