Immortal Sword Master

Walking along the stone bridge, a servant took him and An Ying to their own rooms. After carefully instructing An Ying, Lin Xin walked into his small courtyard.

In the small oval-shaped courtyard, there are rockeries, creeks, and timing coronas. A little girl in a green skirt came up and offered to help him remove the sword on his back.

No need. Lin Xin shook his head, Go and help me boil the bath water first.

Good sir. The little girl responded and went out. She was the girl who had been taking care of Lin Xinru since she was a child, and she had no birthright.

Standing in the yard, looking around, Lin Xin found a stool from the house and put it on the side of the rockery, and sat down.

This place is Lin Xinru's home, but not his Lin Xin's home. Sitting here, there is a sense of familiarity in my memory, but at this moment, there is only strangeness.

He looked at the pool in front of him, a few yellow croakers were slowly swimming, shaking their heads and tails, and there were a few green fallen leaves floating on the water.

Stretching out his hand, Lin Xin put his fingers into the water of the pool, the ice was bitingly cold, his fingers stirred up several circles of ripples on the water surface, spread out, scaring a few fishes to rush to a far corner.

Lin Xin shook his head, and heard the sound of guests entering the door from a distance outside. It seemed that the second and third children were accompanying their father Lin Zhiwen to receive guests. And the concierge kept singing promises, obviously people came to give a lot of gifts.

It's too boring to just stay like this... Lin Xin got up and went back to the room, took off the long sword on his back, and began to slowly practice the red pine swordsmanship without the sheath. It takes a lot of time.

While practicing the sword, Lin Xin was tangled in his heart. This time, he planned to buy medicinal materials and see if he could solve the long-eared tiger. However, the money needed for medicinal materials is not a small amount. If it is prepared according to the prescription of Guiyuan Pill, it will cost at least a hundred taels of silver to make a pair. The person who defeated the Hengdaomen in the Gymnasium last time was considered to have made a windfall, and the odds and ends plus the exchange of those knives for money, the food and drink expenses until now, still look like more than twenty taels. Far from enough.

Hundreds of taels of silver... If converted into prices, it's more than 100,000... Lin Xin became more and more entangled in his heart. Even if his family is a big landowner, this money is not easy to get.

The gray sky outside gradually dimmed, and the little girl in the green dress finally opened the door and came in with a basin of hot water. At the same time, a beautiful middle-aged woman came in.

It's new... The woman was wearing a water-red dress and a crested nobile. It was obvious that she was very beautiful when she was young. It's just that there is a faint sadness between the brows. As if frowning all the time.

Lin Xin got a headache when he saw it, this is his mother. No... it's this body... Zhao Yuniang.

You've lost weight again... Lin Xinru's mother came over and gently touched Lin Xin's face.

...... How can you tell that I have lost weight....

These days, Lin Xin obviously feels that he has gained a few pounds...

When you come back this time, don't go up the mountain. Zhao Yuniang whispered, Recently, the family is not peaceful, and I don't have much energy to take care of you. The mountains and the wild are chaotic. I heard that a gangster came nearby recently. There is nothing he can do, if you meet him, you will be in trouble.

Jiangyang Thief? Lin Xin immediately thought of his uncle Yunzi. The tricks this guy taught them were all vicious, despicable and obscene. If you want to talk about the strongest Jiangyang thief nearby, maybe you really are talking about this uncle...

Yeah, I heard that a few days ago, a small household in the east of the city was wiped out. From the eighty-year-old mother to the three-year-old child, there was no one left. It was cruel. Zhao Yuniang dragged Lin Xin into the house. Sitting down, the little girl wet a towel with hot water and wiped Lin Xin's cheeks.

It's okay, we are practicing martial arts, and we don't have much money. Even if Jiang Yang wanted to rob us, he wouldn't pick us first. There is nothing in the gym. Lin Xin said casually.

Even if there was, with Uncle Bo Yunzi around, the ordinary Jiangyang robbers probably wouldn't dare to come. One must know that there is nothing wrong with a person who dares to run all over the country these days. They are all strong and skilled in martial arts. After all, there are many beasts and bandits in the mountains and wilds.

After chatting with the old lady for a while, she directly asked about An Ying, looking very enthusiastic, but judging from her tone, it seemed that she was planning to make An Ying a concubine, Lin Xin dealt with it casually, and finally sent her away .

After sunset, Lin Xin took An Ying out for a stroll around the house, and then headed towards the main courtyard. The Lantern Festival is a festival where they want to have dinner together.

Along the somewhat narrow patio, he directly entered the lobby of the main yard with others.

In the center of the lobby, which is full of red paint, it is as big as a basketball court, and there are two rows of single-table seats.

From big to young, from grown to young, everyone sat down separately.

The old man Lin Zhiwen and the second uncle Lin Zhiwu sat in the middle, and the first one on the left was Lin Xin. He walked over and sat down.

Then there is the second child, Lin Xinyue, the girl who went to be the shopkeeper in the outer city. This guy even greeted Lin Xin when he sat down. Smiling Yanyan.

The third child has dark skin and a strong body. Wearing the gray and black military uniform unique to the army, he looks full of heroism.

Lin Xinguang, the fourth son, sat down without looking sideways, and closed his eyes slightly to rest his mind. Before he became the magistrate of the county, he had already learned his demeanor to be inseparable.

On the right are several sons and children of the Erbo's family, including Lin Xinyuan who had met Lin Xin before. Some of these people have families, and some have not.

An Ying and other foreign guests sat in the other rows of seats on the periphery. Sparsely, it seems that there are not many people.

The rest of the maid servants, as well as the young masters and ladies of various families, add up to thirty or forty people.

Outside, you can vaguely see the guards patrolling and changing defenses.

Lin Xin sat on a chair, took a sip of tea, and listened to Lin Zhiwen's eloquent talk about a year's summary, asking about the situation of each family, and reporting on major and minor events in various places, making him drowsy.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a burst of singing.

Lantern Festival inscription, start.

Then I raised my head and saw servants lined up holding lanterns, starting with the fourth child at the end.

Old Si Lin Xinguang smiled and took the brush, dipped it in ink and quickly wrote a short poem on the lantern.

Read it softly, and immediately won everyone's applause.

Then there was the third one, the youngest was a soldier, and he actually gave him a good poem, which was also about the Lantern Festival. Obviously prepared in advance.

Then came the second child, Lin Xinyue.

'The streamer is bright and the moon is full, and the fire trees and silver flowers. '

She did not write an inscription, but only mentioned two sentences.

When it was Lin Xin's turn, he didn't know any poetry at all, and he wasn't interested in it. He already felt awesome if he could recognize all the characters in this place.

Now looking at the inscription, he thought for a long time while holding the brush, and looked around. He found that all eyes were on him. An Ying also stood up from behind and looked at him on tiptoe, looking expectant.

He has a lot of poems about Lantern Festival in his mind, but the crux of the problem is not this, but Lin Xinru's handwriting is very beautiful, but after he came, he hasn't practiced to pay attention to this aspect, and now he feels awkward even holding a pen . Still reluctantly holding the brush in the way I remember.

After thinking about it, he just lightly drew a circle on the lantern.

hush....

There was booing all around.

Lin Zhiwen also shook his head speechlessly. The fourth Lin Xinguang sneered and turned his head away, as if he didn't even bother to look at Lin Xin.

Then a bunch of children ran in, all the young masters and young ladies from different houses, all came to line up to ask for rewards.

The fourth child took out some broken silver from the purse with a smile and distributed them to the children one by one.

The people on and off the side sang promises.

Fourth Master Lin Xinguang, one tael and five pieces of silver per person!

As expected of the fourth master, the future county magistrate, his actions are generous.

Some people around the big guys laughed and said loudly. The rest of the people also laughed beamingly.

The children even blushed and thanked obediently.

Lin Xinguang cupped his hands all around, didn't speak, and sat down on his seat smiling after sending out.

Then there was Lin Xinhu, the youngest, who waved his hand in a handful of broken silver.

Third Lord Lin Xinhu, one tael of silver per person! the servant who sang Nuo shouted with joy.

Then came Lin Xinyue, the second child. She also grabbed a large handful of broken silver from her purse, and handed it out with a smile.

It's also one, two, five per person.

Lin Xin was still waiting for the children to come over and ask for money, but those children retreated directly, and ended up at the second child's place. After all, among the four children, he has no income and can only rely on family relief, so it is really not suitable for reward money.

But at this moment, he, the boss, was sitting on the chair, and suddenly felt the eyes of all around him. He heard someone who didn't understand ask him about his situation. Because of his thick skin, he felt a little embarrassed for a while.

Lin Xinguang snorted coldly not far away, just glanced at him, then shook his head and chatted with the youngest Lin Xinhu next to him.

Next is the Lantern Festival. This stuffing is a red-headed stuffing from the seaside of Yundi...

call.....

Before Lin Zhiwen finished speaking, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in from outside the lobby. It was so cold that people couldn't help shivering.

The lanterns hanging on the pillars of the houses on both sides went out with a whistling.

Lin Zhiwen frowned, and was about to continue speaking.

Someone broke in!! Suddenly a servant shouted outside, but the voice stopped abruptly, as if someone forcibly blocked his throat.

All of a sudden, the people in the lobby became agitated.

Father, I'll go out and have a look. Lin Xinhu stood up and said loudly.

Well, be more careful. Lin Zhiwen was not surprised at all, obviously expected. Order someone to relight the lantern.

Lin Xinhu was a soldier. He didn't know where to find a sharp knife, and he walked out of the hall holding it upside down. There are also a few young men with good deeds behind them.

Lin Xin sat on the seat, frowning slightly. He had heard that the Lin family seemed to be in some trouble before, but he didn't expect that there would be a problem now. You must know that this is the Lantern Festival, when there are the most people.

Looking back at An Ying, this guy had already stood behind him at some point.

That man is very powerful. An Ying whispered, her eyes sparkling a little.

Lin Xin nodded slightly.

It wasn't an accident that those lanterns went out just now. It was obvious that someone directly extinguished them with palm wind. He had only seen this kind of palm force on his uncle Yunzi.