Two days later, Jiang Lin left the Liangjie Mountain range, and the surrounding environment gradually became desolate. Although the Liangjie Mountain was not a beautiful place, it still had some life. However, after walking for dozens of miles, everything in front of him was yellow. The desert stretches as far as the eye can see.
This is Wugen Sand Sea. Although it is desolate, it is much safer than Liangjie Mountain. After all, to survive in this place, as long as there is water.
Jiang Lin was no stranger to this place. It would take half a month to cross this desert, so the first step was to find a store and bring some necessary things.
There is a water supply place more than sixty miles into the sand sea. You have to walk hundreds of miles further to find the water source, so this place is very important.
Jiang Lin walked for half a day to get here. Towering buildings of different heights are connected together. From a distance, it looks like an ordinary village. There are crowds of people inside, coming in and out.
Jiang Lin came here once a few years ago to sell goods, but after getting acquainted with the group of unscrupulous profiteers in Liangjieshan, there was no need to travel so far.
This place is an extension of part of the power of South Vietnam, and the people who manage it are not ordinary people. After all, selling water here can be more profitable than Jiang Lin's robbery. Talking about making money every day is an insult to this business.
Jiang Lin walked over alone and attracted the attention of many people. After all, there are usually groups of businessmen on this road. There are also loners, but they are extremely rare. Most of them are desperadoes.
The streets here are criss-crossed, many shops are still open, and it is very lively with people coming and going.
Jiang Lin found a restaurant, walked in, and sat down at a casual seat. It was noon, and there were many people eating and drinking tea. A waiter came over to greet him. Jiang Lin was alone, and he was dressed no better than a beggar. , unwilling to pay attention, but after Jiang Lin took out a small piece of gold, the waiter immediately changed his face and became enthusiastic.
After casually asking for some food, Jiang Lin asked the waiter to arrange a place to rest, and then sat there and eavesdropped on the conversations of people nearby.
With Jiang Lin's current sensitivity of six senses, he could clearly hear a whisper from dozens of meters away, let alone such a close distance.
However, Jiang Lin's interest waned after just hearing a few words. They were all business dealings, false polite words, and no useful news.
While Jiang Lin was eating, a group of people walked in and asked the waiter to prepare the room.
"I'm really sorry. It's an unlucky coincidence that these guests came here. The last guest room was occupied by this brother. Are you going to look elsewhere?" The guy looked at Jiang Lin.
One of them walked over. He had a beard and was about eight feet tall. He was more than two heads taller than Jiang Lin. He was strong and strong. The thick calluses on his hands proved that he not only had the strength, but also the kung fu skills. of.
"Are you alone?" The man's words were a little unclear, as if he had something in his mouth.
Jiang Lin raised his eyes and looked at him, nodded and continued to add food, without any reaction, while the people eating next to him watched the excitement.
It often happens that three people share a bed. Who sleeps on the bed and who sleeps on the floor depends on whose fists are bigger.
Snapped!
A heavy money bag was thrown on the table. You could tell by the sound that it had some weight. The man said, "You're lucky. Just take the money and sleep in the stable."
However, when he saw that Jiang Lin didn't even raise his head, his face turned ugly for a moment, and he clenched his fists, which were almost as big as Jiang Lin's head. When everyone onlookers had a premonition that blood would be spattered on the spot, an old voice came from outside the door. Came the message: "Since there is no place, let's spend the night on the carriage."
Outside the door, an old man in his seventies came over with a dozen people, men and women, all dressed in gorgeous clothes, exuding an aura of nobility and everyone's style.
When the people in the di shop saw the visitor, they immediately restrained themselves with respectful expressions. They did not dare to disobey the old man's order. They picked up the money bag on the ground, gave Jiang Lin a cold look, and then left with the people outside the door. .
Among this group of people, a young girl glanced at Jiang Lin with a smile. She was dressed in white and had long hair. She wore a purple skirt with a jade belt around her waist. She had delicate features. Although she was covered in dust, she could not conceal her outstanding grace.
Jiang Lin was startled, then smiled and continued to eat his food. After being a bandit in Liangjie Mountain for so many years, Jiang Lin didn't have much feelings for women. He only practiced martial arts all day long and just killed people. And his adoptive father never There was no talk about this.
Afterwards, Jiang Lin asked the waiter to take him to the backyard to rest. As he walked through the corridor, several people passed by him. One of them was a short man with a mask on half of his face, not many hairs on his head, and he was also hunchbacked. , it looked a little weird, which made Jiang Lin take a second look.
However, this behavior made the dwarf a little unhappy. He stopped and said coldly: "I look weird, don't I?"
These words were filled with anger and a bit of provocation, but Jiang Lin crossed his arms and said with a smile: "You and I both have eyes, so why do we ask about things that are clear-sighted?"
Jiang Lin's retort undoubtedly hit the little dwarf's back. With a flick of his sleeves, two daggers came out and stabbed Jiang Lin from the left and right at the same time. There was no warning in his attack, but his movements were as fast as a heel.
His companions paid no attention to it, as if this kind of thing happened every day. Just when they thought Jiang Lin would leave two holes in his body, Jiang Lin raised one foot and kicked the little dwarf quickly on the wrist. The dagger was knocked out of his hand, and the force of the last kick contained hidden strength. The little man let out a scream and fell far away, and one of his arms had lost consciousness.
The sudden change frightened their companions, who showed their weapons and looked at Jiang Lin cautiously. The man behind Jiang Lin also took several steps back, for fear of using his hands to hurt himself.
Jiang Lin glanced at them, still smiling: "I have no intention of provoking a dispute, just please do as you please."
With that said, Jiang Lin walked through the corridor and went straight to the backyard. These people looked at each other and did not dare to step forward to save face. They were very afraid of Jiang Lin's two feet just now.
Although it is unremarkable, experts all know that it takes many years of practice to become so fluent. They are also aware of the dwarf's kung fu. The opponent easily resolved it and made him suffer a big loss. The strength of both parties The gap is very obvious, and it cannot be solved by relying on their large number of people.
At this time, Jiang Lin had arrived at a room. Although it was not big, it was fully furnished and very clean. After sitting down, Jiang Lin opened his clothes, and the mark on his heart became much shallower. Even if Jiang Lin took off his clothes now, if he didn't look carefully, he would think it was a birthmark, but if he touched it with his hands, he could still feel the rock touching it. Generally hard and cold.
So far, Jiang Lin has not discovered that this heart brings him any additional abilities, and as a deal, the stone statue didn't leave a word. Was he given a heart in vain?
Obviously Jiang Lin didn't believe it. The less he asked for anything in return, the more serious the problem was, because the other party wanted more.
Although Jiang Lin has not yet figured out this stone heart, there is a special skill that Jiang Lin has mastered more and more skillfully.
As soon as he raised his hand, the teapot on the table next to him slowly floated up on its own and poured the water onto the ground. Unfortunately, it didn't last long, and the teapot lost control and fell to the ground.
Jiang Lin discovered the ability to remove objects from the air a few days ago. At first he could only blow out candles, but then he picked up a stone from the air, and now he can lift several kilograms of things with ease.
It's a pity that it can't last long. After frequent use, the tired feeling will come over instantly, and it feels like there is no strength in the body, which is worse than going through a big battle.
But even so, Jiang Lin is very satisfied. As long as he keeps practicing, it is not impossible to take a person's head with a sword thousands of miles like in the book.
Jiang Lin couldn't help but feel a little excited when he thought that one day he could become a cultivator who could soar through the clouds and control the wind and rain.
After running around for several days, Jiang Lin was really tired and planned to rest for a night and hit the road tomorrow.
But before they could fall asleep, the sounds of fighting and killing were suddenly heard, and the sound of swords clashing was very lively.
The tenants in the yard came out to check one after another, looking at each other cautiously. After all, this place was very messy, and things that took property and killed people often happened.
Jiang Lin went out from the back door, took advantage of the night to climb up the wall, and jumped onto the roof without making a sound, just like a leaf falling on the roof.
On the street in front of the Di store, two waves of people fought fiercely. One of them was the group of people who wanted to make room for themselves during the day. A dozen people protected several carriages and fought with the other wave of people. , the gap in numbers and strength between the two sides is not big, and it is difficult to tell the winner for a while.
The sword had no eyes, and several people were killed or injured in a short time. The man who threw money at him during the day was also covered in wounds and was bleeding profusely. But he still resisted and protected one of the carriages, as if he was protecting something.
However, at this time, a masked man freed his hand and rushed over, thrust his sword into the carriage, and with a strong thrust, the carriage was torn apart and wood chips were scattered everywhere.
There were two people in the car, a man and a woman. The man was an old man who gave orders to these people during the day, and the woman was a young girl who smiled at Jiang Lin.
The man with the masked face said nothing and swung his sword away with no mercy. He was going to kill people at a glance.
"No!" The man who was fighting with someone was so frightened that he couldn't care anymore. He took a sword from his opponent and turned around to save the person.
The masked man didn't take it seriously at all. In these two steps, he killed the man in front of him several times.
But when a sword swung across the necks of the two men, his body seemed to be out of control, and he fell off the carriage as if he had been pushed down.
Before he could react to what was going on, the big man who had come back to help had already come over and hit his head with a fist as big as a casserole, giving him no chance to react.
There was a dull sound, and the masked man's face sank directly, and he immediately lost his breath.
After finishing him off, the big man spat a mouthful of bloody spit and got into a fight with another person.
Just when the two groups could not tell the winner, a group of people appeared on another street, wearing black clothes and black armor, with uniform weapons, holding cherry guns in their hands, short knives on their waists, and a row of crossbows on their backs.
"stop!"
The crowd made a way, and three or four people strode out. One of them shouted, with an undoubted command in his tone.
Seeing this group of people, both sides stopped, and the people around them were whispering to each other.
"Look, Tie Ying is here, it seems like this is not a big deal."
"That's right, killing people here obviously doesn't give them face. Let's see how many more people will die tonight."
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Standing on the roof, Jiang Lin heard the conversation below, looked at the girl in the carriage, and disappeared into the night.
When the old man in the carriage saw the person coming, he stepped out of the carriage with the help of the girl, raised his hands and said to one of them: "I have met General Iron Eagle. I haven't seen him for many years, and the general's demeanor remains the same."
This man was nearly fifty years old. Although he did not wear a military uniform like the others, he exuded an iron-blooded aura. At a glance, you could tell that he was a man who had been on the battlefield for a long time.
It was obvious that the two of them knew each other. Tie Ying had no expression on his face and just nodded in response, saying: "I didn't expect to meet you here, sir, but no matter who you are, you are not allowed to gather people here to kill."
His voice was calm but still powerful. The people behind him immediately drew their weapons and took off their crossbows. Anyone who dared to move again would be shot into pieces.
Seeing this situation, the other masked men knew that there was no need to continue the fight. One of them said respectfully to Tie Ying: "My master has something to say. If you meet General Tie Ying, please ask me to bring a message to the general. I hope to see you in Sishui Lake." In terms of the friendship of getting acquainted..."
Before he could finish his words, Tie Ying raised his hand and interrupted him. He said, "It's the same thing. No matter how much hatred there is between you, whoever takes action here will be at odds with our brothers. Don't blame me for falling out." Recognize people.”
Seeing this, the masked man didn't want to stay here for a long time. He waved and left with the remaining people, ignoring the bodies of his dead companions.
"Leave a few people to clean up." After Tie Ying settled the fight in a few words, he turned around and left. The old man hesitated and wanted to speak several times, but he still swallowed the words in his mouth.
On Tie Ying's way back, a man beside him saw that it was quiet here and there was no one around, so he whispered: "Brother, Mr. Song has sent the fifth letter this month. Why don't we just go with the flow? I think the Wang family has been doing this for a few years." I can’t go back personally.”
After retreating from the guards on both sides, Tie Ying glanced at him and said helplessly: "We can't afford to offend the Song family, but can we offend the Wang family? Maybe in the future, the two families can sit down and shake hands to make peace. Then we brothers And where to put it?"
"Brother has farsightedness." The man said no more.
