All night long, Jiang Lin tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. His eyes shone like stars in the dark room. What was even worse was that his six senses became extremely sensitive, and insects crawled outside the yard. The sound of teeth grinding on the tree trunks was clearly audible, as if they were very close.
Although Jiang Lin had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his six senses were more sensitive than ordinary people, this change really surprised him. Just when he was thinking about the reason for this change, he heard a snap and Jiang Lin sat up suddenly.
It turned out that the drunkard accidentally dropped the wine jar on the ground. Jiang Lin was too lazy to clean it up. He took a long breath and closed his eyes. The chaotic thoughts just now were also interrupted. He simply closed his eyes and fell asleep. What? Don't think about it anymore.
But this was Jiang Lin's wishful thinking. Although he stopped thinking about it, he couldn't sleep peacefully. The small and messy steps made Jiang Lin open his eyes again and reached out to touch the ax under the pillow.
Jiang Lin stood up, held on to the door, and observed the situation outside through the gap. What he saw next surprised him.
A few dozen meters away from Jiang Lin's residence, people were moving around. Some people's movements were very small, but Jiang Lin heard them clearly.
Could it be that the people from Shuangjiao Peak Mountain are planning to come down and fall out with them?
Jiang Lin's brows knitted together, but this idea was quickly dismissed by himself. The two of them were very poor, and the poor place they occupied was not a good place for geomantic omen. Do they deserve to go all out?
Later, Jiang Lin's idea was confirmed. These people were not rushing towards them, but heading up the mountain from Shuangjiao Peak. A cursory look revealed that there were as many as a hundred people in this group.
Jiang Lin's eyes flashed, and then he looked at the drunkard who was still sleeping on the bed, turned around and opened the door and chased after him. Something big must have happened. Jiang Lin didn't think they were just out for a walk without sleeping at night.
If the two gangs fight each other, he might be able to take advantage of the chaos, and then he might be able to live a more comfortable life in the future.
The night was as dark as ink, and the road was full of potholes, but for Jiang Lin, this was just like taking a leisurely stroll in his own backyard. If it weren't for the fear of being discovered, Jiang Lin would have caught up with them long ago.
The road to Shuangjiao Peak is not long, and there are no defenses along the way. This group of bandits relies on their strength, so no one will cause trouble for them. In addition, the year is not good, and most of the bandits in Shuangjie Mountain have left. It's good enough that they don't bother others.
There was no words all the way, and when it was about to get dark, Jiang Lin, who was following behind, found the body. It was a bandit from Shuangjiao Peak, presumably the gatekeeper. He was killed with a knife, and his entire chest was almost cut open.
There are several caves in Shuangjiao Peak that you can enter. The inside is intricate and densely packed with traps. Anyone who is not an acquaintance would not know the specific route.
The gentle breeze blew by on the mountain, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling made people's scalp numb. This was the evil nature of Shuangjiao Peak. Even people like Jiang Lin, who had seen blood, were a little uneasy when they heard this sound.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Jiang Lin crawled into the heart of the mountain from a hole. The blood stains on the ground proved that a fierce battle had just occurred, and occasionally there were screams.
Winding and twisting in the heart of the mountain, Jiang Lin took three steps and two steps to reach an open place. It was the place where he bought "grain" before. It was more than a hundred feet square and more than two feet high. There were hanging lamps on the wall. The torches illuminate everything that happens here.
At this time, the two groups were fighting fiercely, with broken limbs and broken arms, and rivers of blood. The strong smell of blood was nauseating. There was a familiar figure among them, which surprised Jiang Lin.
This man was none other than Old Scarface from Erhepu. However, he did not join the battle. Instead, he watched the people around him fighting hard. However, he looked at this Shura Field-like scene with a smile on his face. The hideous scars on it make people shudder.
The number of people in the two groups was about the same. One of the cripples was holding an iron crutch with one hand and a black iron rod in the other hand. Although one leg was inconvenient, it did not affect his strong body skills at all. If he kills one person, three or four people will die in his hands in the blink of an eye. The green-faced and fanged ghost tattoo on his neck makes him even more ferocious.
Jiang Lin knew this man. He was the head of Shuangjiao Peak, nicknamed Hua Ning. He was a well-known murderer in the two worlds. He was responsible for all the murders and exposure of corpses. Jiang Lin had fought with him once, and the two of them had not known each other. He didn't show his true strength, but Jiang Lin was not sure about eating him. This man was proficient in a special kind of internal martial arts, with infinite strength and agile body skills.
"Old Scarface, don't let you losers, come here in person. Do you think that the people gathered in these villages can fight with me?" After Hua Neck crushed one person's chest, he shouted at Old Scar Face shouted, this ferocious aura made many people fearful, but the knife was already on the neck. With things like this, it is impossible to shake hands and make peace. Either you die or I live.
Old Scarface did not retreat, turned his hand and showed a sword, with a cold light, and said to the people around him: "Everyone, wealth will not fall from the sky. There are countless treasures in Shuangjiao Peak. If we kill them, we will have nothing in this life." No more licking blood from the edge of the knife,"
After saying that, Old Scarface swung his sword away in just a few steps. His movements were so fast that it was incompatible with his age. Jiang Lin was surprised to see that this old guy, who was half buried in the earth, still had such skill. Compared to the previous two years, it was actually even better.
Jiang Lin was not interested in this group of people fighting. He turned and walked towards another passage. Fires on various mountain tops were not unusual. Jiang Lin was not interested in the treasures. What he wanted was water and food.
After several twists and turns, Jiang Lin came to a place similar to a warehouse, where countless grains were piled up, dozens of jars of wine were piled in the corners, and the shelves on both sides were filled with gold, silver and jewelry.
Hua Ning is indeed very wealthy. It is not difficult to support these things for a year and a half. Jiang Lin was not idle. He pushed a small cart from the side and loaded a few bags of food, and left without saying a word.
Although it is not even a drop in the bucket compared to the things here, Jiang Lin is not greedy. Dozens of people are still shouting and killing not far from the next door. It is best to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
However, not long after he walked, Old Scarface bumped into him with more than a dozen people.
Both sides were very surprised. When Old Scarface's men saw that there was still a living person, he was about to take action but he raised his hand to stop him. Looking at Jiang Lin, the smile on Jiang Lin's face grew thicker: "What a coincidence, little brother."
"Borrow some food. I haven't touched any of the gold, silver and jewels in it. How about a convenience?" Jiang Lin was not timid at all, but he was still surprised that he got rid of the trouble so quickly.
"Hahaha... Of course I want to make it easier for my little brother, but before that, can you go to a place with us? Anyway, you have seen what happened here tonight. I believe you are also curious about why I led people to annihilate them. Bihorn Peak.”
"You never need a reason to kill, so I won't join in the fun."
"What if I insist on letting you go?" Old Scarface held the hilt of the sword, the blood stains on his body still exuding residual warmth, and his tone was slightly cold.
Jiang Lin knew that the other party wanted to silence him. He shrugged and smiled, slowly pulled out the ax on his waist, and looked up at him: "I have never fought with you before, let me see how you killed Hua Ning. .”
suddenly!
A sharp sword light flashed, and Old Scarface swung his sword to stab Jiang Lin in the heart. The movement was so fast that in the blink of an eye, when everyone else was sure that Jiang Lin would die under the sword, Jiang Lin used his sword at a faster speed. Ax deflected the sword, took a few steps back, stared at him and said, "Old guy, there is something."
Seeing that the attack failed, Old Scarface turned to the others and said, "You go and do the work, and he will go after I finish it."
"yes."
When Jiang Lin heard this, the smile on his face became even thicker, and he rushed forward like a phantom. In the dark belly of the mountain, there were constant clanging sounds, and firelight splashed everywhere. In just two or three breaths, the two of them were already After several moves, the strong wind caused by his figure caused the firelight on the surrounding walls to shake violently.
At this time, both of them were shocked. Jiang Lin was shocked because he had heard that this old guy was very skilled, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful. His moves and movements were vicious, and even his strength was not inferior to that of a young man of Jiang Lin's age.
Old Scarface was even more shocked than Jiang Lin. He had heard about the behavior and reputation of Jiang Lin and his son for a long time. He thought that Jiang Lin was just a little savvy and a young man with good qualifications. Even if he had outstanding martial arts skills, he would never be too outrageous. And they had just fought Jiang Lin's performance in a few moves was simply unbelievable. He knew his strength very well. This young man with no hair on his head actually had such profound inner martial arts.
But now that he has taken action, there is naturally no possibility of making peace. Old Scarface's moves have become more ruthless and more frequent, with the intention of ending quickly.
But the gap between the actual situation and his expectation was too big. No matter how he attacked, Jiang Lin calmly resolved them one by one. His counterattacks when he had a chance only made him in danger.
Of course, Jiang Lin was more surprised than him, because at first he felt that his attack was like a violent storm, but now it was so slow that he couldn't believe it. He even discovered many flaws. In Jiang Lin's view, the opponent Like an angry blind man, he poses no threat to himself.
In a few breaths, Jiang Lin took advantage of his unpreparedness and slid to the side of him, and threw the ax out while he was not prepared. Old Scarface crossed the sword to block the blow, but the heavy force still made him retreat. After a few steps, Jiang Lin took advantage of the blink of an eye to get closer to him.
Sanchi Qingfeng was simply a burden at such a close range. Jiang Lin, who was close at hand, would not consider the old friendship of "treating guests". He punched him in the stomach with fists and feet, and Old Scarface's whole body was shaken. He fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken, coughing up blood and almost unable to lift it up.
Jiang Lin was confident that he could kill a cow with this punch. With his inner martial arts, he could use his strength to hit a thousand kilograms. At this age, it was far beyond Jiang Lin's expectations that he could not die with one punch.
Old Scarface struggled to support his body and raised his head. His mouth was full of blood and the hideous scars made him look like an evil spirit. Ordinary people would faint from fear just by looking at him.
"Sure enough, he is really gifted. He has such handsome skills at this age..." Old Scarface muttered to himself, vomiting blood in his mouth.
Jiang Lin picked up the ax, looked at him and said coldly: "Use all your other tricks. You shouldn't be able to take down the neck with your skills."
Although the opponent seemed to be at the end of his strength, Jiang Lin did not take it lightly, because he had just died at his hands, so he must have some trump cards.
"Smart man... It's a waste to stay here. It's a pity that two elixirs will be consumed this time." As he said that, a small white bottle appeared in Old Scarface's sleeve. He raised his head and took out the contents inside. Eat it.
In response, Jiang Lin cautiously took a step back, feeling a chill in his back that made him very uneasy.
Sure enough, Old Scarface roared in pain, and his body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. He immediately stood up. His bark-like skin turned red, as if stained with blood, and his whole body gained weight. .
"witchcraft!"
Jiang Lin couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Hahaha... How can the immortal magic be understood by you, a mere mortal? I will let you experience it now." Old Scarface raised his toes, then held the edge of the sword, looking at Jiang Lin as if he were looking at a dead man.
clang! ! !
The sword came out of the blue, and the opponent's speed was more than doubled. Jiang Lin's reaction was not slow, and he deflected the sword with an axe, but the heavy force also made Jiang Lin's arm numb, and he turned around and ran away in shock.
One move is enough to determine the outcome. Jiang Lin is not a pedantic person. It is a fool's behavior to insist on attacking someone if he cannot defeat him. Moreover, Jiang Lin knows that even if he cannot run away, he may not lose if he delays.
When Jiang Lin was a child, he heard from the drunkard that many evil kung fu or drugs could increase his strength in a short period of time, but the time was short and the consequences would be endless.
"Isn't it too late to run away now?" Lao Scarface followed up with a lunge. His speed seemed to be slightly faster than Jiang Lin. If the passages here were not complicated, two or three steps would be enough to catch up.
The two of them were chasing each other here, leaving a trail of afterimages. Jiang Lin didn't dare to run outside. The terrain here was complicated like a maze, which could drag him on for longer. Once outside, Jiang Lin felt that he might not even be able to catch him. Hold on to a few moves.
Tossing and turning, Jiang Lin went around several times. Even he himself didn't know where he went. The passage inside the Double Horn Peak was more chaotic than an ant's nest. It was dark all around. People who were unfamiliar with it would definitely become invisible under this kind of vision. Flying flies bumped around, but Jiang Lin felt as if he was in his own backyard, so familiar that even he himself didn't know why his perception was so clear suddenly. Could this be the desire to survive that stimulated his potential...
Behind Jiang Lin, Old Scarface was chasing after him with his sword, but for some reason, this kid was so slippery that even after taking the medicine, he couldn't take him down.
However, just as he was thinking for a moment, a stone door opened on the stone wall beside him, which frightened him half to death. He didn't care to chase Jiang Lin and quickly retreated, but it was already too late.
A silver iron rod was swept out from behind the door and hit him hard on the chest. The terrifying force made him feel numb all over and he fell four to five feet away without spitting out a mouthful of blood. , Jiang Lin came from the side like a ghost and struck him in the head with an axe.
The old scar-faced man blocked with his sword, his eyes widened with all his strength, and he shouted hysterically: "Master, save me!"
Jiang Lin's ax was not clumsy at all. Even with all his strength, the sword was still not blocked. The entire ax struck into his head, and his blood flowed all over the floor, giving off a sour smell.
Behind the stone gate, a burly figure limped out and lit a torch to disperse the darkness. He looked at Jiang Lin and said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect you to survive in his hands."
The person who spoke was Hua Ning. His chest was stained red with blood and his complexion was not very good. The sneak attack just now seemed to have exhausted all his remaining strength.
"It all depends on luck, but you, the boss, seem to have better luck." Jiang Lin glanced at the sword wound that penetrated his heart. Jiang Lin even wondered if he had seen a ghost. .
The flowery neck grinned: "As a disabled person, my heart is an inch off. I deceived him by pretending to be dead. Otherwise, I wouldn't have a chance to talk to you now."
With that said, Hua Neck swept around and said to Jiang Lin: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. All my people have been killed. Old Scarface was killed. His dog will find out sooner or later. Let's leave by a small road."
Jiang Lin declined his kindness, pointed behind him and said, "The boss will leave first. I'll go back to pack the food. The boss won't mind."
Hua Ninghe glanced deeply at Jiang Lin: "Please."
After saying that, he turned around and walked behind the stone door, then closed it. The wall was smooth without a trace.
Jiang Lin pulled out the ax from the corpse, turned around and walked back. What he said just now was half true and half false. It was indeed necessary to get food, but with Hua Neck, Jiang Lin was a little worried, especially where the road led to him. No invitation at all. If he had any malicious intentions, Jiang Lin had to be on guard.
After a while, Jiang Lin returned to the warehouse. He didn't care about the gold and silver treasures. After all, in this year and age, food was more real than these. But just as he was packing his things and preparing to leave, a joke came from behind: "I'm going to wake up soon." Oh, it’s such a pity to kill you like this..."
The intrusive sound made Jiang Lin's whole body stand on end. A martial artist who shows his back to others is like meat on the chopping board. Naturally, the other party doesn't even notice when he comes over!
Suddenly, Jiang Lin turned around, shook his hand and flew out with an axe. Of course, he did not expect that this would be able to solve the opponent. He turned around and rushed towards the other side of the passage. When he looked sideways, he saw that the opponent was floating in mid-air, and he was shocked.
"Hahaha... It's true that you are treacherous. It is not unjust for the Xu family to die in your hands." This man was dressed in gray coarse linen clothes, with waist-length hair, and his face was as pale as paper. He raised his hand and waved, and Jiang Lin, who was running wildly, An invisible wall seemed to appear out of thin air in front of him. He hit it and was thrown away. He fell heavily to the ground. His chest felt clogged and the blood in his mouth was swallowed back. His eyes were full of disbelief. .
A past incident that the old drunkard talked about many years ago also came to mind.
There are some people who draw on the power of heaven and earth to strengthen themselves. They can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, raise their hands to call for wind and rain. The more powerful ones can live as long as the sun and the moon without falling into reincarnation.
These practitioners would not show up at all on weekdays, nor would they care about mortal matters in the world, but today Jiang Lin actually met them.
Before Jiang Lin could react, he felt a huge force grabbing him. The terrifying force seemed to crush him.
call!
Jiang Lin only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye he followed the man and flew out, flying hundreds of feet into the air, heading straight for the back peak of Double Horn Peak. The howling wind made it impossible for him to open his eyes.
However, in just a short while, the huge force surrounding Jiang Lin dissipated, and he fell heavily to the ground. It felt like he was thrown away casually.
Jiang Lin, who was stunned from the fall, slowly raised his head. Surrounded by Old Scarface's men stood expressionless and didn't even look at him, like puppets.
There were four people standing in front of them, three men and one woman. They were dressed in brocade and silk. They were very noble and graceful. They could tell at a glance that they were not ordinary people, especially that woman. When Jiang Lin looked at her, the blood in his body seemed to freeze. , couldn't help but shudder.
"It's been so long, don't forget that there are still important things to do." The woman obviously didn't pay much attention to Jiang Lin. She looked at the long-haired man who came back and said, with a hint of displeasure in her words.
The long-haired man slowly landed on the ground, took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, pulled off the lid and said with a smile: "A domestic slave's physical body has been destroyed, we can't just ignore it, otherwise who will work for us in the future?"
A wisp of green smoke floated out from the porcelain bottle, and the wisps gathered into a small man about a foot tall. That was the old scar face Jiang Lin had just killed.
The enemy was extremely jealous when they met. When Old Scarface saw Jiang Lin kneeling there, he immediately knew what was going on. He turned around and said to the person behind him: "Master! He is the one who destroyed my body. Master, take revenge for me!"
At this time, several people came over with a man covered in blood. Jiang Lin raised his eyes and saw, wasn't that the flower neck that had slipped away?
Hua Ninghe also noticed him, his eyes were full of deathly gray, as if he had already given in.
"Let's use this sentence first." The man in gray clamped the old scar face with his fingers, whispered in his mouth, dispersed the old scar face with a palm, opened his mouth and blew, and wisps of green smoke penetrated into Hua Neck's body.
Immediately, Hua's neck twitched all over, his body shook violently, and he let out bursts of unwilling shouts from time to time. Finally, he looked at Jiang Lin and shouted hysterically: "You are monks, why do you do this to secular people! Aren't you afraid of divine punishment?" !"
The person beside him sneered, but didn't say anything. Huan Neck's words were so insignificant to him.
This situation didn't last long. After half a stick of incense, the effort returned to normal. Then he stood up slowly, with a different look in his eyes, and knelt in front of the man in gray: "Thank you, master, for the reward."
The man in gray didn't say anything. He raised his hand to signal him to get up. Then he looked at so many people around him, then raised his hand to look at the sky and ordered: "Hurry up and do your work. It's getting late."
"yes."
"Hua Neck" glanced at Jiang Lin, with a ferocious look in his eyes, but he didn't do anything to Jiang Lin. He said strange words to his men, and then clapped his hands three times.
Immediately, these people drew their weapons and lined up in front of a well. Under Jiang Lin's shocked eyes, they wiped their necks and jumped in.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Lin's heart sank. It seemed that today would not end well. These people would not be so kind as to let him go. He thought quickly in his mind, how to get rid of these people and leave here.
"The mind control poison is really good." One of the men praised.
"A trivial skill can only be useful to these ordinary people, and after the attack, they have no ability to think at all, so it is useless." The man in gray said jokingly.
"What are you going to do if you keep this person? I think he is almost at the stage of awakening. Why don't you throw it in and feed it to the blood spirit? Maybe the medicine will be more effective." The other person suddenly looked at Jiang Lin and said The malice in it is not concealed at all.
"Brother Zhou's words are very true. I'll find a good-looking blood spirit to swallow this person later and see if there are any changes." The man in gray nodded, seeming to agree with what the other person said.
"Then let's not waste time and let's get started." The woman seemed a little impatient. With a wave of her hand, a beam of light spurted out from her sleeves. After spinning around in the sky for a few times, it made a roar. Insert yourself into this dry well.
Immediately, a red light suddenly appeared in the dry well, and dark red light spurted out, reaching a height of dozens of feet. It was accompanied by bursts of wailing sounds, which were extremely shrill and terrifying in the dark night.
"Then hurry up. We can't leave the master for too long this time. The blood spirit still needs to be warmed up, so we can't waste too much time." The others looked at each other and joined in.
The other person opened his mouth, and seven palm-sized flags flew out, flying in seven different directions. After a flash of dazzling light, the seven small flags disappeared.
