"Erlang, stop crying. Men don't shed tears easily."
Sun Lei patted Shi Jin on the shoulder and tried to persuade him, but he only said half of his words. The man did not shed tears easily, but he did not feel sad. Shi Jin is now in a sad place. Thinking about Shi Jin's experience, Sun Lei also sympathizes with the former young master of Shijiazhuang and now a wanted criminal.
"Amitabha!"
Seeing Shi Jin crying so sadly, even Lu Zhishen sighed and recited Amitabha.
"Master Lu, please stop causing trouble. I don't usually see you reciting the Buddha's name, but at this critical moment you are pretending to be a coward!"
Sun Lei looked at Lu Zhishen and shouted, asking him to come help quickly.
"Erlang, stop crying. I'll see how you can persuade the old lady if she makes her cry later. She's old. If her crying hurts her body, you won't be able to cry anymore!"
Sun Lei opened his mouth to persuade Shi Jin.
"Yes, Shi Dalang, now is not the time to cry. Let's hurry up and find Coach Wang a moment earlier."
Lu Zhishen also opened his mouth to persuade Shi Jin.
The group of people walked along the road, and this day they walked into a woods. The old woman suddenly shouted, shouting for help and pulling Sun Lei and Shi Jin to shout for their son.
"Looks like we've arrived at the right place! This is where Coach Wang and the old lady must have suffered!"
Seeing the old woman's reaction, Sun Lei pointed around and said.
Lu Zhishen raised his Zen staff and prepared to fight, while Shi Jin also held his whistle stick and prepared to fight.
"What are you doing? The thief ran away a long time ago. The old woman has gone to Zhending Mansion. It has been at least half a month since this happened. How can you still wait for you here? Shi Jin is optimistic about the old woman. Master Lu and I looked around. Fan!"
Seeing that the two guys had no brains at all, Sun Lei immediately arranged the task.
"Brother, did Coach Wang really get killed here?"
Lu Zhishen asked, looking at the surrounding woods.
"Didn't you see the old lady's reaction? Have you ever seen her react like this along the way? It must be in this dense forest. Look at this place. There is no place to go before and no store behind. It is the best place to start. "
Sun Lei pointed to the surrounding environment. This kind of place is the best place to do bad things.
"Instructor Wang is the chief instructor of the 800,000-strong Imperial Army in Tokyo. He is very skilled in martial arts. I wonder who could harm him! Sajia must know that person."
Lu Zhishen held the Zen staff tightly, his face filled with excitement at the thought of having a powerful enemy.
"You are overthinking. There are probably not many people in the world who can defeat Coach Wang in a one-on-one fight. They should have done it with the strength of their numbers. Besides, Coach Wang can't beat those people. Are you going to die? Are you willing to sell your first choice?" It’s not like you either!”
Sun Lei shook his head. He couldn't think of anyone who could defeat Wang Jin. According to the setting of Water Margin, Wang Jin's martial arts skills were still superior to Lin Chong, who was also the instructor of the Forbidden Army. He was able to teach the second-rate Shi Jin to Tiangang in just half a year. He was considered a great master. .
"Look, these are the marks of a knife!"
Sun Lei pointed to the mark of the knife on the big tree in front of him.
"It should be right here."
Sun Lei pointed to the marks on the surrounding tree trunks. There were marks of cuts with knives, cuts with axes, or blows with blunt objects. Moreover, the marks were still very new, just in the past month.
Suddenly, Sun Lei stepped on a hard object. When he dug through the weeds, he saw that it was a broken black whistle stick with a pattern engraved on one end.
"check it out."
Sun Lei picked up the broken whistle stick and showed it to Lu Zhishen. The whistle stick was very delicate. At first glance, he knew it was not a popular product. There were many marks of sword slashes on the whistle stick, but the broken part of the whistle stick was not cut. Instead, it was torn like a break, which shows how fierce the battle was at that time, and the whistle stick was broken by a blunt object.
"This is a pewter rod? This is the best material for sticks. The pewter rod is actually broken."
Lu Zhishen looked at the black whistle stick and said with surprise.
"Is this a white wax rod? The core is white, but the outside is coated with black paint."
Sun Lei looked at the white tear at the broken part of the whistle stick and confirmed that the whistle stick was coated with a layer of black paint.
"Go back and take a look."
Sun Lei took the whistle stick and called Lu Zhishen back. If the whistle stick was really left by Wang Jin, Shi Jin and the old woman should know each other.
"Brother Shi Jin, look at this, do you know him?"
Sun Lei showed Shi Jin the broken black stick.
"My son!"
Before Shi Jin could say anything, the old woman grabbed the broken black stick and cried, as sad as if she had seen her son's body.
"This...isn't this the white wax pole I gave to Master! Why...how did it break...Master!"
Shi Jin stared blankly at the broken black stick, standing there stupidly, as if his soul had been sucked away. It has been determined that the master is dead, the weapon is the life of the warrior, and the weapon is broken, which means the person is dead. Shi Jin's eyes turned red and he was about to cry.
"You are crying!"
Sun Lei slapped Shi Jin on the head with some annoyance. How could this guy cry?
"It was the whistle stick that was broken into two pieces, not Coach Wang's head. If you want to mourn, wait until you see the corpse before howling! Why don't you howl as hard as you can!"
Sun Lei looked at Shi Jin with a bit of hatred, seeing that he was a heroic man, but he was crying all the time.
"Forget it, brother, Shi Dalang is also worried about Coach Wang."
Lu Zhishen quickly pulled Sun Lei and asked him to stop saying a few words. Seeing the loss of a loved one, it was inevitable to feel sad.
"When Master wanted to leave the village to join the army, I gave Master gold and silver, but Master refused to accept it. In the end, I had to give Master this whistle stick of a white wax pole. Unexpectedly, the whistle stick has been broken now."
Only then did Shi Jin reveal the origin of the whistle stick.
"Didn't I tell you that I haven't seen the body yet, why are you so sad?"
Seeing that Shi Jin still looked sad, Sun Lei frowned and looked around.
"The whistle stick is broken, the master must have caused the evildoer. I must help the master to avenge him!"
Shi Jin pulled out the simple knife from his waist and was filled with murderous intent to take revenge.
"Revenge? Where to take revenge?"
Sun Lei pointed at the dense forest around him, but there was not even a single figure taking revenge.
"It's all Gao Qiu's fault. I can't spare this evil thief, so I will go to Tokyo and chop off his head!"
Shi Jin said fiercely.
"It's a good idea, but Gao Qiu is also a lieutenant after all. He is in charge of 800,000 imperial troops in Tokyo. What if he can kill you so easily?"
Sun Lei attacked the impulsive Shi Jin. He had a good idea, but impulsiveness could not solve the problem.
"Also, Coach Wang may not be really dead. Maybe he can still be saved!"
Sun Lei added one last sentence.
"Brother, my master is really still alive!"
Shi Jin asked, grabbing Sun Lei's hand as if grasping a life-saving straw. The strength in his hand was so strong that it hurt Sun Lei.
"Think about it, who is Coach Wang and how capable he is? You have also seen these traces. It must have been through a big battle!"
Sun Lei pointed at the sword marks on the whistle stick and the marks on the tree pole in the distance.
Shi Jin and Lu Zhishen shook their heads in confusion, not understanding what Sun Lei meant.
"What do you think of Instructor Wang's skills?"
Sun Lei knew that the two "idiots" with well-developed limbs in front of him were completely brainless, so he could only say helplessly.
"Of course I can't compare."
Lu Zhishen shook his head and said, although he has a bad temper, he still has this bit of self-knowledge.
"My master is invincible in the world!"
Shi Jin said with determination.
"Damn, why do these words sound so familiar? Don't say it like that. Usually the grass on the grave that is said like this is even taller."
Sun Lei quickly interrupted Shi Jin's words.
