Feng Lin chose the terrain and prepared the battlefield. Of course he would not forget to prepare the retreat route.
Therefore, Xie Yundao and Dongyang Sword Girl's pursuit was destined to be in vain.
As for Feng Lin, he hurried all the way back to Bianjing and met an old man riding a donkey backwards on the way.
Holding a bamboo tube-shaped rap utensil in his arms, he looked old and out of shape.
Feng Lin knew who it was, so he quickly tightened the reins, dismounted and said hello.
"Two hundred miles to the west, there is a linked village. There is a dandy in the linked village. It is an evil village, and the people are fish and meat. They are violent, greedy for money and lust. It can be said that they will die a hundred times without regret, and they will do a lot of evil without any good. If you can He introduced the right path and turned his bad reputation into a good name within three months in Lianlian Village. I will consider you to have passed this test." Zhang Guolao said to Feng Lin with a calm expression.
Like Han Xiangzi, he seemed to have no desire to talk nonsense with Feng Lin.
In comparison, Zhong Liquan was the one among the Eight Immortals whom Feng Lin talked about the most, besides his master Tieguai Li.
Of course, forget about those who didn't show up at all.
Feng Lin nodded, indicating that he understood.
Zhang Guolao slapped the donkey's butt, and in a blink of an eye, the little donkey carried him and disappeared on the mountain road in the distance.
Feng Lin turned the horse's head and headed towards Lianhuan Village.
As soon as I entered the village, I heard someone shouting.
"Second Young Master Zhu has come back from hunting in the back mountain! Everyone, disperse quickly." So the streets that were quite lively just now became empty and deserted in an instant.
There was only Feng Lin, one man and one horse, standing in the middle of the street.
Soon the sound of horse hooves was heard.
A group of more than a dozen people came flying over on horseback.
Knowing that this is a street and there should be many pedestrians, we should slow down both emotionally and logically.
However, these people drove their horses faster. When they found that the streets were almost empty, they seemed to have disappointed looks on their faces.
One of them has a fat head, big ears, outturned lips, small eyes and a flat nose, oily and yellow hair, and is wearing a dark green brocade robe. He is sitting on a horse with a plump body and a body the size of a mung bean. His eyes were fixed on the big black horse that Feng Lin was holding.
"Eh! Old Liu! Take a closer look. Does that horse look like the horse that was stolen from me last month?" The fat man waved his whip and pointed at the horse held by Feng Lin. said.
Next to him, the big man with broad shoulders and round waist couldn't take a closer look, so he said directly: "Master! It's the horse you lost, Wu Yun Ta Xue, and I happened to meet him today. Why don't you guys tie up this damn horse thief?"
"Grab the horse for me too... and take it back."
After Feng Lin heard this, he didn't have any anger or other unnecessary emotions.
He is just a playboy with a naughty personality, who thinks he is the King of Heaven and does not know what the heavens and the earth are.
If Feng Lin was angry for such a guy, how narrow-minded would he be?
Let go of the horse's reins and let those ferocious strong men pull the horse away.
Feng Lin looked at the fat man and said, "I've heard long ago that Zhu Ershao from Lianhuan Village is usually unreasonable and bullies the villagers. Now that I see him, he's well-deserved. It's just that this horse was given to you, but you still have to look for it. My trouble?"
The fat man sat on the horse and laughed.
The horse he sat on was obviously strong and strong, but it was still breathing heavily.
"You dare to steal my horse, young master! You are so brave. Could it be that you don't know who has the final say on this three-thirds of an acre of land? Go back! Let him try, young master, the fresh stuff I just sold back from Hu Shang." "
The two sturdy men immediately rushed towards Feng Lin.
But Feng Lin dodged left and right and easily avoided it.
Feng Lin stopped talking nonsense and grabbed the fat man directly like an eagle, then flew up in the air, jumped onto the roof, rode on a paper crane, and then disappeared into the clouds.
The strong men who had surrounded the fat man before had their eyes widened.
After a while, he finally came back to his senses.
"What are you doing? Why don't you go and ask the master and his wife to make the decision? Then send someone... to the Bodhisattva Temple outside the village, invite the old monk Dingzhen out, and say... There are evil ways in Zhuangzi causing trouble. Let him get rid of the demon quickly without any delay." The strong man who had been talking to the fat man said loudly.
After hearing this, everyone dispersed one after another.
On the other side, Feng Lin carried the fat man and walked directly out of Lianlianzhuang. He dropped the paper crane and threw the fat man into the quagmire with a flick of his hand.
Let him wallow in the mire like a mud pig.
Feng Lin has been captured.
But how do you train a guy who looks disgusting at first glance and doesn't look like a good guy to be a good person?
Feng Lin really didn't expect this.
If they are truly good people, to influence such a dandy, they may lead by example and through various efforts, finally influence him.
However, to be honest, although Feng Lin is not as good as this fat man, he is not really a good person in the traditional sense.
Therefore, the first thought that comes to Feng Lin's mind when asking a person to change his ways is to use violence to train him.
If you don't obey, if you don't learn well, you will be beaten violently.
"Boy! You are dead! How dare you catch me, young master? You are a damned thief." The fat man was rolling in the mire, but his mouth was not clean.
Feng Lin grabbed it and a talisman flew out of his sleeve, then turned into a ray of light and fell on the fat man.
The fat man's fat body was slammed into the mire again. No matter how hard he struggled, most of his body could only roll in the mire. He drank several mouthfuls of yellow soup at once, and his whole body was filled with discomfort. Sober.
With a wave of his long sleeves, the talisman light falling on the fat man dispersed.
"When your mouth is clean, you can climb up on your own." Feng Lin said calmly.
Unexpectedly, although this fat man had bad conduct, he was a tough guy. While soaking in the quagmire, he continued to curse and promise all kinds of nice things to seal Lin Lin.
It seems that he is not afraid of death or torture at all.
Feng Lin didn't talk nonsense. He did seventeen or eight different tricks in a row. Sometimes he would throw the fat man high into the sky and let him fall freely. He didn't save him until the last moment. Sometimes they would throw him into the thorn bushes, and then attract ants to bite him, causing him pain and itchiness all over his body, and he would have to roll around in the thorn bushes. Sometimes, they simply give him a few courses of electrotherapy by Professor Yang, so that he can experience the pain of an Internet-addicted teenager across time and space.
Even so, the fat man is still tough-talking, and his malice has never changed.
Even after being tortured and confused by Feng Lin, he would talk about some of the bad things he had done before, but he had no intention of repenting. Instead, he seemed to have more and more excessive plans.
"This fat man seems to be truly evil, not a simple bully."
"In this case, it seems that direct oppression using violent means will not work."
"I knew...it's not that simple." Feng Lin actually understood.
It must be Zhang Guolao, or the Eight Immortals, who can't stand his dirty tricks.
Deliberately using such a fat man to disgust him.
In name, he was asked to civilize this fat man, but in fact... he was using this fat man to civilize him.
At the moment, it seems that if you want to guide this fat man to do good, you can't be tough. You can only adopt a gentle approach or set an example to truly touch his heart.
As a leader, Feng Lin seems to want to naturally transform his soul in this kind of education.
