"It turns out that you have chosen a good place here!"
Zhao Lin looked at Laolingfeng and thought to himself.
When the Mountain Leopards were on the rampage, they often appeared in three places: Qizhu Peak, Laoling Peak and Fuli Valley.
After the bandits were exterminated, in order to prevent the bandits from resurrecting, the county government burned these three old houses, and now only ruins are left.
This place is both hidden and not far from Qinghe County. It is indeed a good hiding place.
It seems that Chu Liu is reluctant to leave everything behind and fly away after all.
Geng Jin didn't know that Zhao Lin was following him, so he walked up the mountain for a while, came to the collapsed mountain gate, and placed the package on a conspicuous boulder.
Zuokou whistled hard, drew out his sword, and slashed three times on the boulder!
clank clank clank...
The sound of gold and stone clashing echoed through the mountains.
Then he sheathed his sword, turned around and went down the mountain.
Zhao Lin let him leave, looking towards the top of the mountain, waiting patiently for Chu Liu to appear.
After about a meal, a figure walked down the mountain. He moved lightly, stopping every time he walked and looked down the mountain.
Although he couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, his body shape was similar to that of Chu Liu, but his behavior was a little more cautious and timid.
Not long after, the man finally came to the mountain gate.
Zhao Lin took advantage of the moonlight and stared at him, only to see that his clothes were sloppy, his hair was disheveled, and his beard was unkempt. He had completely lost his former suave appearance.
A gust of mountain wind blew, and Zhao Lin raised his nose and smelled it. The smell on the man's body was exactly the same as the smell on the dagger handle.
"Chu Liu, it is indeed you!"
Chu Liu didn't know that Zhao Lin was nearby. When he saw the things on the boulder, his face showed joy. He stepped forward, grabbed the package, and ran up the mountain quickly.
After a while, Zhao Lin appeared from behind the big tree and followed him leisurely.
Chu Liu seemed to be in a good mood, humming a tune and walking briskly into the ruins of the bandit's stronghold.
The fire that year destroyed the cottage, leaving only some stone buildings remaining.
Chu Liu got into a relatively complete house and couldn't wait to open the package. When he saw the food inside, he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.
He grabbed the wine jar, opened the mud seal, and took two big gulps...
"happy!"
Chu Liu grinned and shouted, then grabbed the roast chicken and started to bite into it.
A satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he said to himself: "Good job! It would be great if there were another slutty bitches..."
At this time, a deep voice sounded outside the house: "I don't have any naughty ladies, do you want some rough men?"
Chu Liu shuddered, his hands trembled, and the roast chicken fell to the ground.
However, he reacted very quickly, reached out and grabbed the long sword at hand, and shouted: "Who!"
With a "clang" sound, a big foot kicked the door open, and Zhao Lin walked into the house.
"Who are you?"
Chu Liu looked nervous and asked warily.
Zhao Lin had smeared pearl powder on his face, and it was dark, so he couldn't see his true face, so Chu Liu didn't recognize him for a while.
"People who want to save their lives."
Zhao Lin sneered and walked slowly towards Chu Liu.
"Oh it's you!"
Chu Liu finally heard Zhao Lin's voice, his eyebrows suddenly stood up, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.
He had always believed that he was the most outstanding disciple in the Liuhe Sect, and he should have been the one to practice in the Xingyun Sect.
If Zhao Lin hadn't appeared and his master was partial, how could he have fallen to this point?
Old and new grudges welled up in his heart, Chu Liu's long body rose up, and he thrust his sword towards Zhao Lin.
"go to hell!"
Zhao Lin nimbly dodged sideways and blasted out the Ice Fist straight away.
Chu Liu suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill. He couldn't help being shocked. He raised his palm to block it. The cold air came with pressure and he shuddered involuntarily.
"He is not Zhao Lin. How can Zhao Lin have such ability!"
As soon as this thought came into his mind, Zhao Lin grabbed Chu Liu's chest with a horizontal claw, scaring him so much that he quickly retreated to avoid it.
Zhao Lin took a step forward and grabbed his head with one claw. The claws were filled with Yin Qi and the force was extremely strong.
Chu Liu was so frightened that he was out of his wits. He tried his best to twist and dodge.
Zhao Lin chased after him and grabbed the third and fourth claws one after another. Chu Liu could no longer resist and was grabbed by the throat with one claw.
"Senior, spare your life!"
Chu Liu begged loudly for mercy.
At this time, he had already felt the energy and blood in the other party, and he was even more certain that it was not Zhao Lin. He couldn't think of anyone in Qinghe County who had this ability, so he called him senior.
Zhao Lin didn't want him to die too quickly, so he slid his hand to the right, held his Jianjing point, and injected the cold energy into his body.
Chu Liu's whole body was numb and he couldn't exert any energy.
Zhao Lin grabbed Chu Liu like a chicken, raised his foot and aimed at Qi Hai in his abdomen, and kicked him three times.
"ah……"
Chu Liu opened his mouth and spat out blood, gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you destroy my cultivation!"
"If you can't save your life, why do you care about your cultivation?"
Zhao Lin sneered, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, stared at him and asked, "Look who I am?"
…
At the foot of the mountain thirty miles west of Qinghe County, there is Wulingyuan. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers and has beautiful scenery. It is an excellent Feng Shui treasure land. Many people in Qinghe County were buried here after their deaths.
There is a new grave in the cemetery. In front of the grave are grains, dried fruits, incense, candles and paper money.
A group of disciples and apprentices from the Liuhe Sect, dressed in sackcloth and with white cloth on their heads, stood solemnly. Zhu Huaishan's first wife, He, also came to the mausoleum with the help of a maid.
Xicheng Captain Guo Sheng and his detectives, as well as households and businesses around Liuhe Gate, also attended.
"Captain Guo, Shopkeeper Liu, Yuan Li..."
Zhao Lin cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said loudly: "I invite you all to come here today to be witnesses."
While speaking, he pointed at Chu Liu who was tied up and kneeling on the ground, "This beast committed the murder of a master, which is unforgivable in heaven. I will kill this thief today!"
Guo Sheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Zhao Lin's stern eyes, he finally said nothing.
The government does not allow private citizens to use lynching, but one exception is blood revenge.
As the saying goes, "A son who does not take revenge is not a son." "It is impossible to share the world with someone who is the enemy of his parents."
It means that if you don't avenge your father and mother, you won't be a son of man; you will definitely not live in the same world with your enemies.
Once a teacher, always a father, so teachers and enemies are also equivalent to this.
If Zhao Lin killed Chu Liu, the government would not only not punish him with murder, but even commend him.
Yuan Cheng came over and kicked Chu Liu, "Junior Brother Zhao, let's kill him with one knife each!"
Gao Yuan agreed: "Third Junior Brother is right, one person has one sword."
Fu Guangming and Zhang Ying also looked over with determined expressions.
Qian Chengfei hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and nodded.
Zhao Lin smiled and waved his hand, "The Chu family is quite powerful. It's up to me to do such offending things, so you don't get any blood."
Yuan Cheng sneered disdainfully: "What does the Chu family have to be afraid of? Even if they had ten courages, they wouldn't dare to be enemies with our Liuhe Sect!"
This is indeed the case. Although the Chu family is rich, their military force is far inferior to that of the Liuhe Sect. Moreover, the bodyguards hired by the house can be paid to provide protection, but they will never take action if they are allowed to take the initiative to attack the sect.
Zhao Lin shook his head and said: "Third Senior Brother is right, but it's best if you don't bring hatred to the sect. If I kill him, you will also vent your anger, right?"
"I'm leaving in two days anyway, what can they do to me?"
Gao Yuan, Yuan Cheng and others looked at each other and said nothing.
Zhao Lin pulled out the dagger from his boot and waved it in Chu Liu's face, "You use this dagger to stab Master to death, and I will let you taste the same taste today."
As he spoke, he pulled out the ball of cloth from his mouth.
Chu Liu immediately shouted: "Don't kill me! My cultivation has been destroyed and I am already a useless person. Please spare my life."
He took two steps on his knees and cried bitterly to the old lady: "Master, please persuade them not to kill me. Master loves me the most. Help me..."
Zhao Lin stretched out his big hand, grabbed Chu Liu's hair, and stabbed the dagger into his heart. Then he pulled out the dagger, circled it with his backhand, and cut off his head.
Blood spattered, and with a "plop", a headless corpse fell to the ground.
…
The Liuhemen Courtyard was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and a banquet was held.
Liuhemen, which was originally deserted, now became lively again.
In the past few days, the disciples were busy paying condolences, attending funerals, guarding the tomb, and tracking down the murderer. They had no time to teach the apprentices how to practice martial arts. In addition, the atmosphere was depressing, so many apprentices left temporarily.
Now that the matter has been dealt with, Liuhemen is back on track, and the apprentices are back.
Today is the day when senior brother Gao Yuan officially takes over as the head of the sect. Invitations have been widely distributed in advance to invite colleagues, and there is an endless stream of warriors coming to congratulate him.
Gao Yuan wore a robe and thanked the visitors one by one with a smile on his face.
"Master Hongmen of the Cross Gate has arrived!"
"The ancient master of Qinghe Gate has arrived!"
"Master Zhu of Zhenxing Martial Arts School has arrived!"
"Master Sun of Feihu Martial Arts School is here!"
"Master Zhou of the Kaishan Martial Arts School has arrived..."
Those who came were all the top figures from various martial arts schools. After all, when Gao Yuan took office as the master, he had to pay attention to the equality of status and could not just send out any disciples.
All the training equipment in the yard has been removed, and ten tables of banquets have been set up.
The apprentices who welcomed the guests sang loudly, and several disciples welcomed the guests who came to watch the ceremony and led them to take their seats in front of the banquet.
"Brother Zhao!"
"Brother Liang!"
Liang Song was an apprentice at Kaishan Martial Arts School. Because of his relationship with Zhao Lin, he also came to watch the ceremony with the owner of the gym.
"I won't send you off tomorrow, so as not to feel uncomfortable again." Liang Song said half-jokingly.
"I think so too." Zhao Lin patted him on the shoulder.
Zhao Lin and several senior brothers entertained the guests together, keeping a low profile as much as possible. Tomorrow he will leave to return to the Yun Sect, and the limelight will be given to the senior brother.
Although he wanted to keep a low profile, guests looked over him from time to time.
Zhao Lin's half-year bone training had caused quite a stir among martial arts schools in Qinghe County. This time after his return, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds to the second level of Qi Realm, which is simply jaw-dropping.
Everyone has speculated about which high-end sect he practiced martial arts in before he achieved such an achievement.
Zhao Lin was no longer worried about exposing his cultivation at this time.
First of all, apart from the fact that the head of the Lingshan Sect was a blood warrior, which made him slightly afraid, he had almost no rivals in the entire Qinghe County.
Secondly, I will leave tomorrow, and it doesn’t matter what others think.
"Hello, Brother Hong."
"It turns out to be Brother Gu, long time no see."
Hong Sheng, the master of the Cross Gate, and Gu Chengzhi, the master of the Qinghe Gate, sat at the same table and greeted each other when they met.
Hong Sheng is in his early forties, with a resolute face and a calm temperament. Gu Chengzhi is younger and has a rather bookish appearance.
The two are old acquaintances, and their cultivation levels are both at the third level of Qi Realm.
Because among the four sects in Qinghe County, the leaders of Lingshan Sect and Liuhe Sect are both blood realm masters, so talented young people prefer these two sects.
Shizimen and Qinghemen have been suppressed in these years, so the two got closer.
Now that Zhu Huaishan is no longer alive, although they openly express regret and mourning, there is inevitably a sense of gloating in their hearts.
"Brother Hong, Zhao Lin from the Liuhe Sect was still in the Strength Realm when he left. In less than a year, he has cultivated to the second level of the Qi Realm. How do you think he practiced?"
Gu Chengzhi covered his mouth with his hands and whispered.
"You must have joined a famous sect, right? I heard that some sects can refine particularly powerful elixirs, which can help the strength realm to break through to the aura realm in one fell swoop."
Hong Sheng thought for a while and replied.
"I have heard what Brother Hong said, but that kind of elixir is not something you can get easily. It is a great treasure even in big sects. That Zhao Lin is just a kid from the mountains, how can he be so virtuous!"
"I don't know about that, why don't you ask him?"
"Hey, I'm not familiar with him. I'm afraid I won't tell anyone about this kind of thing..."
While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a disciple singing: "Headmaster Zheng of the Lingshan Sect has arrived!"
Everyone in the yard stood up and looked up at the door.
Gao Yuan was greatly surprised and hurried forward to greet him, saluting: "Thank you, Senior Zheng, for coming here. I am very grateful to you!"
Zheng Yuanzhuo, the head of Lingshan Sect, is the only two blood realm masters in Qinghe County. After Zhu Huaishan passed away, his seniority status has been the highest among martial artists.
Even if Zheng Yuanzhuo randomly sent a disciple here, others would not find fault, but he did not expect to come in person.
But Gao Yuan was surprised for another reason.
The relationship between Lingshan Sect and Liuhe Sect is average, even somewhat discordant.
There are two Blood Realm warriors in Qinghe County, so naturally they are often compared.
Zhu Huaishan was at the third level of the Blood Realm, one level higher than Zheng Yuanzhuo, and although the Lingshan Sect had many people and was famous, its disciples were mixed, and their reputation was not as good as that of the Liuhe Sect.
The two families also have a different meaning.
Especially last year, when Chu Liu injured a disciple of the Lingshan sect in a brothel, the incident caused quite a stir. Although Zhu Huaishan took the initiative to apologize to Zheng Yuanzhuo afterwards, the two families have been at odds since then and have no contact with each other since.
Zheng Yuanzhuo was able to come to watch the ceremony and brought three of his proud disciples with him. Gao Yuan had to respect him in terms of face, and he used the courtesy of a junior when saluting.
Zheng Yuanzhuo accepted it calmly and said loudly: "I was shocked to hear that my old friend passed away a few days ago. I was extremely sad. Fortunately, Liuhemen has a successor who has lived up to my old friend's hard work."
He said he was extremely sad, but there was no trace of sadness on his face.
Gao Yuan thanked him again and led Zheng Yuanzhuo and others to sit down.
Then he picked up the wine glass and said loudly: "Thank you for your support today. Gao's skills are low and his cultivation is mediocre. I hope you will bear with me in the future."
After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp, and everyone also picked up their glasses and drank.
Next, wine and food were served on the table, and the scene was quite lively.
At this time, Liu Kaishan, the owner of Kaishan Martial Arts School, suddenly stood up and said: "It is rare for us Qinghe martial arts people to get together. There is no point in just eating and drinking. How about letting the disciples compete with each other to warm up the atmosphere?"
(End of chapter)
