Now that the house is in hand, there is still a lot of work to be done.
In Zhao Lin's opinion, this house is far from safe and needs to be further strengthened to seal the doors, windows and chimneys to prevent bandits from getting into the room or spraying poisonous smoke into the house.
It is also necessary to set up mechanisms in hidden places and dig several escape tunnels.
In short, the house must be built into a bunker.
With this purpose, Zhao Lin and Liang Song came to the craftsman's workshop in the south of the city and hired several masons, stonemasons and blacksmiths.
"Replace the front door of the main house with an iron door, and reinforce the exterior walls and roof with rammed earth. The stronger the better, the labor cost is not a problem."
The leader of the craftsmen was a blacksmith. After hearing Zhao Lin's request, he said: "I built a city wall when I was young. If the owner wants to make the house strong, it is best to use lime mortar mixed with glutinous rice soup and wrap a layer of burnt mortar on the outer wall. brick."
"A house built in this way will not be destroyed by wind and rain for hundreds of years."
Glutinous rice slurry?
Zhao Lin remembered that the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty was built with this material and was as strong as concrete, so he immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll do as you say."
The blacksmith rubbed his big dark hands and said with some trepidation: "To build a house like this, the labor and materials used are not a small amount..."
Zhao Lin didn't wait for him to finish, and asked Liang Song to give him two taels of silver, "You can use this money to start work first, and then report the details to me."
Seeing his employer's generosity, the blacksmith grinned and said, "I want it, I want it." After that, he directed the craftsmen to measure the dimensions and purchase materials.
It was past noon, and Zhao Lin and Liang Song were still hungry, so they exchanged a few words and found a nearby restaurant for a hearty meal.
During the meal, Liang Song looked lonely and frowned. Zhao Lin asked with concern: "Why, are you worried that Beard will cause trouble tonight?"
Liang Song shook his head and said: "The bodies of my cousin and Zhou Paotou are still hanging at the end of the village. They will not be able to live in peace after death."
"Yes..." Zhao Lin realized that this was a big problem.
In this era, it is important to bury the dead and let them rest in peace.
If the corpse cannot reach the sky or reach the ground, the soul cannot ascend to heaven and cannot be reincarnated.
I met Zhou Paotou and Zhu Dachun, and I couldn't let them expose their bodies in the wilderness like this.
Thinking of this, Zhao Lin said to Liang Song: "Let's grab the body tonight and bury them both."
Liang Song was overjoyed at first, and then said worriedly: "Isn't it right? Beard is guarding outside the city. If we go out of the city, won't we be falling into a trap?"
Zhao Lin leaned forward and whispered: "Let me tell you, I can run faster than a horse now. If you encounter Huzi, I will take you with you, and they will definitely not be able to catch up."
Liang Song recalled Zhao Lin's performance when he chased the gangsters before, his brows relaxed and he said: "Okay, let's do it like this!"
After the meal, the two returned to the house on Shuncheng Street, where the craftsmen were already working.
Until it was getting dark, the craftsmen stopped working and went home. Liang Song and Zhao Lin hurried out of the south gate before the city gate closed.
The two of them were less than two miles out of the city when they heard a sharp whistle sound behind them, and someone shouted: "They are coming out, don't let them escape!"
Zhao Lin and Liang Song turned around and saw three men following behind them. One of them had a bamboo whistle in his mouth, and they immediately turned around and rushed towards them.
The three men didn't expect that not only did they not panic, but they also shot back. They were so frightened that they turned around and ran back.
It's a pity that they couldn't outrun Zhao Lin, and they were caught up in just a few breaths.
At this time, it was dark and there were no pedestrians on the road. Zhao Lin no longer held back, took out his ax and struck the whistler to death with an axe.
The other two were so frightened that they fled to both sides of the road.
Zhao Lin and Liang Song chased each other, and within a moment they were both dead.
After killing three informants, Zhao Lin and Liang Song did not forget to search the bodies and took away the money from the bodies.
At this time, there was a light of fire in the distance, the sound of horse hooves, and more than twenty fast horses galloping over. The people on the horses were holding torches, sweeping over like a cloud of fire.
"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow quickly, this kid can run fast!"
The person who led the shouting was the bearded leader who was chasing Zhao Lin that day. He knew that Zhao Lin ran fast and immediately asked his men to release arrows.
Liang Song looked at Zhao Lin nervously, seeing so many beards chasing after him, wondering if he could fulfill his promise.
Without saying a word, Zhao Lin picked up Liang Song's belt with one hand, turned around and ran eastward.
The bearded men put up their bows and fired arrows, and the arrows were like locusts.
Zhao Lin jumped up and jumped up to two meters high.
Liang Song only felt a burst of clouds and mist, and the wind was blowing under his feet. When he looked down, he saw arrows falling one after another.
Zhao Lin disappeared into the night after a few ups and downs, leaving behind a bunch of bearded people staring at each other.
"Damn, you fucking ran away again!"
The bearded leader spat fiercely and glanced at his men, "You all saw it. It's not that I didn't pursue well, it's because that kid ran faster than a rabbit."
"Brother, we can testify."
"Yes, I think I saw wings growing on his back..."
The beards immediately took a stand.
"Brother Zhao, how do you practice this leg skill? It's like flying!"
As soon as Liang Song's feet touched the ground, he couldn't help but cheered up.
"It's not something you practice, it's something you're born with."
Zhao Lin didn't know how to explain it, so he could only use this reason as an excuse.
Liang Song believed it, "I was mistaken. None of the teachers in our martial arts school have such skills."
It was completely dark by now, so the two of them didn't have to worry about being exposed. They took a slight detour and took a shortcut to Baiqiao Village.
"Over there!"
Liang Song stretched out his hand and pointed, and Zhao Lin followed the direction of his finger and saw two bodies hanging under a locust tree.
Beard never dreamed that they would come back, so he only arranged for two minions to guard the bodies at the gatehouse at the end of the village, preventing the villagers from burying them.
Zhao Lin and Liang Song sneaked up and quietly got rid of the two snoring beards.
The bodies of Zhou Paotou and Zhu Dachun were covered with scars, and it was obvious that they had suffered inhuman torture during their lifetimes.
Zhao Lin sighed, feeling uncomfortable, and Liang Song burst into tears.
The body had been hanging for two days and one night and was already slightly rotten. They took off the clothes on the body and put them on Zhu Dachun and Zhou Paotou.
In retaliation, he hung the corpses of the two minions on a tree, and then each of them carried a corpse into the mountains.
Neither of them knew Feng Shui, so they just found a quiet and secluded place, dug a hole and buried them.
Because he was worried about being discovered and destroyed by Beard, only two graves were piled up and no monuments were erected.
"Zhou Paotou, I wish you both a safe journey and may you be brothers in the next life..."
Zhao Lin and Liang Song bowed three times to the grave, stood in silence for a long time, and left in tears.
It was getting late and there was no way to go back to the county seat. The two discussed it and came to Zhou Paotou's residence.
There is a cellar in the backyard of Zhou Paotou's house, which is used to store food for the winter. The bandits would never have imagined that the two of them would hide here, but it was the safest place.
The two of them got into the cellar, spent the night together, and secretly returned to the county seat before dawn the next day.
