Zhu Huaishan found Zhao Lin's statement very interesting. He forced a smile, pointed at the official document on the table and said, "Isn't this official document thirty years old? How did you find it?"
Zhao Lin pointed to the other eight official documents and said: "I was recently working on a serial rape and murder case. I thought the murderer might be a repeat offender, so I went to the warehouse to search for wanted documents sent by various states over the years, and this is what I found."
Zhu Huaishan glanced at him doubtfully, lowered his gaze, and became more and more frightened.
Of course he could see the connection between these cases, but what surprised him was that Zhao Lin actually found out Wen Gensheng's origins in this way, which was simply unheard of.
"You have great ideas."
Zhu Huaishan looked at Zhao Lin with approval, "You came to ask me about Runzedan because you want to know if it's worth the risk to capture Wen Gensheng with your own hands?"
Zhao Lin said calmly: "Yes, I want to know what the moisturizing pill is used for."
"If it is of little use, I will apply for the mobilization of the garrison to force Wen Gensheng out of the tunnel. It doesn't matter whether he is shot into a hedgehog or let others catch him."
"If this elixir is a good thing, then I will find a way to catch him with my own hands."
Zhu Huaishan smiled slightly and said, "Don't think about it. If you go and catch him, it's best to keep him alive so that I can help you as a teacher!"
Zhao Lin was determined, "Master, what is the use of Moisturizing Pill?"
Zhu Huaishan asked instead, "Do you remember what the Yiqi Decoction you drink every day is for?"
"Lay a solid foundation and help me when I break through the aura."
"Yes, then let me tell you, one moisturizing pill is more effective than a thousand bowls of Qi-enhancing soup. There is a popular saying in the Xingyun Sect: There are no shortcuts to martial arts, and the moistening pill is an exception!"
Zhao Lin exclaimed: "Is there such a pill?"
Zhu Huaishan nodded and said: "Of course, the medicinal materials used in Runze Dan are extremely rare. Even in the Xingyun Sect, only a few people are qualified to take it every year, and they are all talented people."
"You are now practicing the breathing and breathing skills of the six-character mantra every day, and your body has slowly generated energy, but this energy is free in your muscles and bones and cannot be used by you."
"If you want to enter the Qi realm, you must incorporate these sporadic energies into the Qi sea. This process is very difficult and involves a lot of losses."
"For example, it's like fetching water with a bamboo basket. If you run slower, you may not be able to drink a drop of water."
"So if you want to enter the Qi realm, you not only need talent, but also a lot of hard work. It took several of your senior brothers three to five years to penetrate the force realm, but it took almost the same amount of time to break through to the Qi realm."
"If you have the Moisturizing Pill, you can save all these years! Not only can you directly enter the Qi Realm, but the time to practice to the first level of the Qi Realm will also be greatly shortened!"
Zhao Lin's heart skipped a beat after hearing this.
His muscle training is progressing smoothly now, and he will be able to break through to the third level of strength by the end of the year if he can do it quickly.
However, if you want to enter the Qi realm, you still need a year or two of hard work.
It's different with Runzedan. As long as you break through to the Qi realm and have the spirit beast map in hand, there will be almost no opponents in the same realm.
Although he still cannot fight against the Zuanshanbao group on his own, his speed advantage will definitely be further expanded.
Just like Wei Yixiao, the green-winged bat king in Yitian, his martial arts is not top-notch, but he can always be invincible.
He can just like shearing wool, keep pruning the wings of the mountain leopard, so that he can finally become a polished commander.
Zhu Huaishan observed his words and knew that Zhao Lin was moved, so he asked, "When are you going to take action?"
Zhao Lin raised his head and glanced at the sky, "I'm afraid it's too late today. Let's start early tomorrow morning. What do you think, Master?"
"That's good, it will save you a long night and many dreams."
Zhu Huaishan stood up and stretched, "It's time for my old arms and legs to move."
With the master's guarantee, Zhao Lin's confidence increased greatly. He stood up and was about to leave. Suddenly he remembered something and asked: "Master, do you think it is possible for a Qi master to pretend to be incompetent in martial arts?"
"Why do you always ask such strange questions?"
Zhu Huaishan smiled when he heard this and said, "When martial arts is cultivated to the Qi state, the blood and Qi are full, and the strength is naturally released. Other martial artists can easily sense it and must hide it deliberately..."
"It's not impossible. Just force the energy in the sea of qi and meridians back into the muscles and bones."
"But in this way, it will take at least an hour or two to recover from the level of cultivation that has been reduced to the peak of strength."
At this point, he glanced at Zhao Lin doubtfully, "Who would do such a thankless thing?"
Zhao Lin smiled and said: "That's what I asked, and I don't think anyone would do this. Then Master, I will go back first."
"Keep an eye on people."
"Disciple knows."
…
Zhao Lin walked to the gate of the county government office and happened to meet Liang Song coming back from outside.
"I've found out clearly, the shopkeeper's name is Wen Guangshun..." Liang Song said as soon as they met.
Zhao Lin was startled, "Is your surname also Wen? Which one is Wen?"
Liang Song said: "Civil and military literature."
"Change the word but not the pronunciation?"
Zhao Lin murmured to himself, thinking that the shopkeeper might be of the same clan as Wen Gensheng in the tunnel, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to take such a huge risk and harbor the important criminal.
Seeing that Zhao Lin didn't speak, Liang Song continued: "Wen Guangshun is a foreigner and has been in Qinghe County for almost twenty years. He worked in the inn early in the morning to run errands. Because he was safe and smart, he was promoted step by step to clerk and boss. .”
"Later, the owner took a fancy to him, betrothed his daughter to him, and made him the shopkeeper. Now he is half the owner."
Zhao Lin nodded and asked, "Can he know martial arts?"
Liang Song was stunned for a moment, "No way. If you are proficient in martial arts, why should you be an innkeeper?"
Zhao Lin thought so, but he still felt that the calluses on the shopkeeper's palms did not look like they were worn out by work, so he should be more careful when arresting.
It was past Shenshi time, and there was no one in the Yamen anymore. Zhao Lin thought that he would take action tomorrow, so he decided to rush to the inn in advance and keep a close eye on Wen Gensheng.
…
At night, the whispers of two people came from the underground of the inn.
"Today I always feel restless and uneasy. What's going on?"
said a gruff voice.
"hehe……"
Another deep and mellow voice chuckled: "What can happen? You must have been underground for a long time and you are just thinking wildly."
What is the relationship between these two people?
Zhao Lin was confused. He could clearly identify two voices. The rough voice belonged to Wen Gensheng, and the deep and round voice belonged to the innkeeper.
Wen Gensheng said dullly: "No, my feeling is always accurate!"
The shopkeeper said jokingly: "The older you get, the less courageous you are?"
"Stop talking sarcastically! In all these years, I have only been careless once, and I was seriously injured..."
Wen Gensheng was injured?
Zhao Lin was quite surprised, and then he felt happy: It's good to be injured, so that he can be easily arrested.
In the underground darkroom, a light is as bright as a bean.
There was only one chair in the room, colorful women's obscene clothes were hung on the wall, and a wooden box lay on the floor.
The innkeeper stood alone in the room, with a smile on his face, and said to the empty chair: "You and I are one, and I'm afraid you might get sick here."
Then, he walked to the chair and sat down, put away his smile, his face slowly became ferocious, and his voice became rough: "I've been exposed, and you won't get better. You'd better come to me less often!"
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