Hearing Lin Xing's question, the leader of the anti-Qing association in front of him nodded somewhat unexpectedly: "Do you also know about the Taiqing clan's memory trading?"
Lin Xing said: "I have met people whose memories were erased by the Taiqing Sect, and they told me."
The other party sighed: "Alas, Taiqing Sect has lost its conscience over the years. On the surface, Qingtian City is much more prosperous than in the past, but the top brass of Taiqing Sect are all rich. The people below us are not only getting poorer and poorer, but our heads are also getting richer." Those memories inside will also be eaten up and wiped clean by them..."
As the leader spoke, other members of the anti-Qing groups around him began to complain one by one, turning the scene into a grievance meeting.
"Alas, my mother was deceived into the outer gate of Taiqing Gate, and now she is bankrupt..."
"Prices in Qingtian City are rising every year, but we are getting poorer and poorer. All our money has been made by the masters of Taiqing Sect!"
"The daughter-in-law I married with a gift of three hundred taels was actually a slave girl! Her mother also said that she had sold the memory of being a slave girl, so she didn't sell her life... Wuwuwuwu..."
After some mutual complaints, the leader in front of him said to Lin Xing: "I congratulate Sanchun, may I ask your name?"
Lin Xing thought about the human skin mask on his face and said, "I'm Lin Kun."
After He Sanchun was polite to Lin Xing, he began to test whether Lin Xing had the intention to join their anti-Qing group.
Lin Xing asked: "Is the anti-Qing movement an enemy of the Taiqing sect?"
"good."
Lin Xing asked again: "Is it dangerous?"
He Sanchun thought for a while and said helplessly: "Yes."
Lin Xing then asked: "Do people die often?"
He Sanchun smiled bitterly and answered yes again, secretly thinking that the other party's question seemed to be an obvious rejection.
Lin Xing's eyes became brighter and brighter: "I'll join your anti-Qing group!"
In He Sanchun's surprised eyes, Lin Xing pressed his shoulder and said: "From now on, leave the most dangerous and narrow-league missions to me."
"Don't come to me for a small fight like today."
Everyone in the Anti-Qing Association looked at Lin Xing in shock. They waited until Lin Xing left before speaking one after another: "This person is too loud."
"I think he is bragging."
"Next time let him rush to the front and see if he is so bold."
…
Return to the inn.
Lin Xing discovered that Bai Yiyi and Zhao Wanxi had already returned.
The puppet girl is performing a set of boxing techniques, and she has practiced them to great effect.
Lin Xing asked: "Have you registered yet?"
Bai Yiyi was full of fighting spirit and said: "This puppet body can only exert three-thirds of my skills now, but it is enough to sweep through the crowd and become famous all over the world."
Zhao Wanxi shouted from the side: "My ancestor's martial arts are unparalleled. There must be few in Qingtian City who can beat my ancestor."
Zhao Wanxi also figured it out in her heart, a puppet is just a puppet, as long as it is powerful enough, at least it is invulnerable and not afraid of the influence of its own evil star.
Looking at Bai Yiyi, who was jumping around and punching constantly, seemingly full of energy, Lin Xing suddenly reacted: "One of the reasons why Master Bai wants to compete in this ring competition is that he also wants to perform on stage, right?"
So in the next three days, Lin Xing went out every day to inquire about the Taiqing Sect, or contact the Anti-Qing Association.
However, the Anti-Qing Association still did not arrange any dangerous tasks for him, which made Lin Xing a little disappointed.
But he also saw from repeated contacts that although many members of the Anti-Qing Association seemed to be a mixed bag, they were quite unreliable.
But this organization seemed to have a strong intelligence channel behind it, and it knew everything about Taiqing Sect, which made Lin Xing very interested.
On the other side, Bai Yiyi is constantly preparing for the competition in the ring.
But this morning, Bai Yiyi suddenly shouted: "Lin Xing, it's time again."
Today is the time for Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu’s ten-day appointment.
Since making the ten-day appointment, they have traveled north, spanning thousands of miles and passing through many provinces. This is not the first time they have done this, and everyone is already familiar with it.
Zhao Wanxi on the side sighed in her heart: "Here we go again."
I saw her getting up in a familiar manner and began to use the secret skills of the immortal sect.
"Master Bai, I have to go back for treatment. Remember to ask my junior sister to open the door for me at night."
"Haha, cure the disease." Bai Yiyi controlled the puppet to punch, and sneered: "I will open the door for you, hurry up, don't affect my punching."
Lin Xing crossed the door and found himself in the ward, where a beautiful figure seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
But today, Jing Shiyu's dress is completely different from the past.
I saw her long black hair hanging down naturally, without using hairpins like usual, but like the long straight black hair of modern girls.
She was no longer wearing an antique dress, but a suit with a short skirt. She wore black stockings and a pair of high heels on her legs. She looked like a modern urban working woman.
Feeling Lin Xing's gaze, Jing Shiyu asked with some expectancy: "I've been here a lot for meetings recently, so I changed my clothes here. How about it? Does it look ugly?"
Lin Xing nodded and commented seriously: "Like a big star."
"By the way, things in Qingtian City are so expensive. The money you gave me is not enough."
"Can you lend me some more?"
Jing Shiyu nodded cheerfully: "Let Shuting make arrangements for you before I leave."
As she said that, she walked forward and said, "Why didn't I help you tidy up my clothes when they were messed up? Didn't Zhao Wanxi and the others see that?"
Lin Xing said: "It's okay. Anyway, if you go out and beat people, there will be chaos."
Jing Shiyu frowned when he heard this and said, "Is Qingtian City in chaos? Is it dangerous? People keep attacking you?"
Lin Xing nodded and said casually: "It's not bad. You know what I'm not afraid of the most is danger. What I like most is the fight between life and death, so that I can hone my skills."
When Jing Shiyu heard these words, a flash of light flashed in her eyes. She admired Lin Xing's heroic spirit that was not afraid of life and death.
She helped Lin Xing tidy up his clothes, patted his chest and said, "Go to the Internet cafe for a while."
In order to make it easier for Lin Xing to access the Internet, a computer was provided for him in the ward.
At this moment, Lin Xing sat in front of the computer and opened the web page skillfully.
With the treatment every ten days, and from time to time receiving the influence of the modern society and the praise of many netizens, Lin Xing indeed feels that his spirit has become much more stable.
But he still couldn't recall the memories of many classmates and friends, as if he had never met them before.
At this moment, Lin Xing suddenly felt Jing Shiyu sitting on the armrest on his right side.
Jing Shiyu smiled and said, "I'll just take a look and you have fun."
Lin Xing skillfully logged into social networking sites, which were also the sites where he used to read news and post comments. Then he found that the number of his fans had increased by more than a hundred, and the things he had posted before had received a lot of likes.
Just as Lin Xing started typing a message again, he suddenly felt something rubbing against his right leg, which was very slippery.
He looked down and saw that it was Jing Shiyu's leg that was draped over him.
Looking at Lin Xing's look, Jing Shiyu said innocently: "This armrest is too small. It's uncomfortable to sit on. Please let me use it."
Lin Xing thought for a while, but still didn't say anything. He just thought to himself: "After all, Jing Shiyu was born in the mirror world, and her quality is still a bit lacking. But since she is so willing to give money, I won't talk about her today."
(End of chapter)
