"Zhou Paotou, Brother Zhu, Zhuanshan Bao and the others are finished!"
"Yes, Xu Ma Bang, Yin Hu, Wang Mazi, Song Heiqi... not a single one of these bastards is left, they are all dead."
Zhao Lin and Liang Song stood in front of the grave, offering incense, candles, paper money, grains and fruits, telling their two old friends the good news and comforting their spirits in heaven.
Now there is no need to worry about bandits destroying the tomb. A stone tablet is erected on the tomb and the names of the two are engraved on it.
Zhao Lin was a little confused. The bandits who were unshakable in his eyes actually collapsed in just a year.
If he hadn't practiced martial arts, he might have turned into a pile of bones long ago.
Force is the foundation of one's standing in this world.
After a few bows, the two left in silence.
On the way back, Zhao Lin suddenly stopped, pointed to the northwest of Baekdu Mountain and said, "Someone is barbeque over there."
"Is someone grilling a barbecue?"
Liang Song glanced in the direction he pointed, with confusion on his face, "I didn't see any smoke, how did you know?"
Zhao Lin sniffed and didn't know how to explain. He skipped the question and said, "Let's go and have a look."
After more than ten days of practice, he gradually adapted to the troubles caused by his sensitive sense of smell.
At the beginning, various smells in the air rushed into his nostrils and continued to stimulate his sense of smell, which made him extremely annoyed.
Every breath was painful and even sleep was impossible.
However, the human body's ability to adjust is amazing. Zhao Lin quickly learned to block smells that had nothing to do with him, just like the insignificant noises he usually hears. As long as they are not abnormal, they will not attract his attention.
Barbecue is not uncommon in the wilderness, but why is there no smoke?
Zhao Lin knew that when the army was marching in the wild, in order to prevent being discovered by the enemy, they would dig a smokeless stove when cooking to avoid exposing their position.
However, it is very troublesome to dig a smokeless stove. You need to dig a big pit first, then put a small pit inside the big pit, and finally dig several long smoke channels.
Hunters in the mountains mostly take their prey home and cook it. Even if they eat it in the wild, there is no need to prevent smoke.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Who is grilling the meat?
Zhao Lin walked forward quickly looking for the smell of smoke.
Liang Song followed, filled with doubts: He had walked several miles and didn't even see a single person. Where could anyone barbecue?
Zhao Lin became more and more confident because the burning smell was getting stronger and stronger.
After walking for more than three miles, I climbed over a hill and finally saw two ragged, yellow-faced, hungry and thin men cooking something on the fire, and the sound of slobbering could be heard constantly.
There was a large pit on the ground, and a small stove pit was dug in it. There was a chopping board-like stone sitting on the stove pit, and several skinned voles were placed on the stone.
Two men stood in the big pit, adding firewood to the stove. The smoke from the burning flowed into three smoke channels filled with dry grass and dead branches.
Liang Song silently glanced at Zhao Lin.
He once heard an older generation of hunters say that the beasts in the mountains have good noses and can smell prey miles away. How come Zhao Lin also has this ability?
Zhao Lin looked at the bottom of the hill, already guessing the identities of the two people, and slowly pulled out the iron ruler.
The two men didn't know anything about it. One of the yellow-faced men added firewood to the stove and said: "It tastes good, but it's too damn little. It's not even enough to stuff between the teeth. I think it's better to go to the village and catch him." A few chickens to satisfy my cravings.”
The other man snorted, "You're desperate! Are you still eating chicken? Haven't you seen the people searching the mountain these days? Let's wait for a few more days and wait until the storm is over. Let's leave this place as soon as possible!"
The yellow-faced man sighed, "When will this day end..."
"Don't worry, your days are over."
A cold voice sounded.
Both men were startled and turned their heads. They were horrified to see the figure that gave them nightmares appearing in front of them.
"A good man..."
Bang bang!
Before the two of them could finish speaking, Zhao Lin beat them to death in a big pit.
…
Entering the city from the north gate, Zhao Lin said goodbye to Liang Song and returned to Liuhe Gate to practice martial arts.
After wiping out the bandits, there was no need for the police to continue. In addition, the attack on the Yinmai acupoints became more and more difficult. Zhao Lin felt that there was not enough time every day, so he submitted his resignation two days ago and submitted his resignation to the county magistrate.
Magistrate Liu recognized Zhao Lin's ability very much. During Zhao Lin's tenure, the public security in Dongcheng was stable, major cases could be solved quickly, and the gangs in the area were also quite honest.
At that time, he persuaded him: "Captain Zhao has done a good job, why do you suddenly no longer want to do it? Do you feel that the reward this time is not enough, or do you want to be promoted?"
"You also know that Lieutenant Li is a disciple of the Lingshan sect, and he is still in his prime. He will not be able to move his position for a while. Otherwise, there will always be a vacancy on the garrison. I will transfer you to take over."
Zhao Lin said seriously: "Thank you, Lord County. I am very satisfied with the position of captain. I just feel that martial arts has been neglected in the past six months and I want to concentrate on practicing martial arts."
Magistrate Liu nodded. He knew that Zhao Lin was young and it was normal for him to want to improve in martial arts.
For martial artists, only when they no longer have pursuits in martial arts can they set their minds and go out to do things.
"That's alright. I'll thank you for being the catcher for another half month, and I'll find someone to replace you. In addition, I have a gracious request."
"Your Majesty, please speak."
"After you leave your post, if the county government needs any help, please lend a helping hand."
Zhao Lin readily agreed.
During the more than half a year of being a police officer, he often asked for leave and was absent from work. Although County Magistrate Liu knew about it, he just turned a blind eye and took great care of him.
Thinking about something in his mind, Zhao Lin unknowingly came to the corner of the street south of Liuhemen and suddenly smelled a strange musky smell, mixed with a little rosin.
This smell... is very familiar!
Zhao Linzhong immediately became alert. He glanced around and found that he was near a corner door of Liuhe Gate.
He rarely walked this road, but he only passed here because he left the city to visit a grave today.
He sniffed hard and confirmed that the smell of musk mixed with rosin was the same as the smell of red medicinal powder he smelled in the mink house in Fuli Valley!
He still remembered what the old man from Diaoshe said, that the red powder was for the leaders.
The bandit leaders are all dead, and only Dong Li and Wang Cui are still alive!
Zhao Lin immediately thought of the names of these two people.
What are they doing here?
With their abilities, do they still want to harm themselves?
Zhao Lin was confused. When he saw the doorman standing inside the corner door, he walked over and asked, "Who went out from here just now?"
The disciple recognized Zhao Lin and knew that he was Zhu Huaishan's proud disciple, so he respectfully replied: "The old lady went out just now."
"Old lady?"
Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, and then his heart thumped.
Zhu Huaishan has a wife who is not a martial artist. He rarely shows up in public. He lives in a small courtyard in Liuhemen and only comes out to have meals with others during the New Year.
"Is it because they can't deal with me and want to use others to blackmail me?"
(End of chapter)
