Yang Lin would not tell the little girl that his Iron Wire Fist was actually developed unknowingly by relying on the illusion of performing martial arts.
It has not been polished in reality at all, and I don't know what kind of mechanism works when the strength and blood increase.
As for whether the small mushroom training will make the forearms as thick as the thighs?
He was curious.
…
The two of them were chatting and laughing for a while, then they heard a faint noise coming from the outer courtyard.
Yang Lin was stunned for a moment, then listened attentively, and his expression suddenly changed.
He heard the word "dead man."
"Let's go and have a look."
The master and the servant looked grave and headed to the front yard despite the misty rain.
At a glance, he saw that the door was open, and there was a rickety old man in gray clothes lying on the stone steps.
The two men lowered their heads and welcomed Uncle Da's spit baptism.
"Someone died at the door and you didn't know? It's raining. Can you be lazy if it rains? Do you want to eat on a rainy day?"
"Someday someone knocks on your door, you may not even know..."
"etc……"
Yang Lin suddenly spoke up, his face looking very ugly.
He took two steps and squatted down.
Under the dim skylight, Old Man Chen's wrinkled old face appeared before his eyes.
His dead gray eyes were wide and wide, as if he was accusing this society and this world.
From the twisted muscles on his face, it could be seen that he had suffered extreme pain during his lifetime.
In fact, the old man's limbs were bent and there was a large amount of blood on his chest, which told everyone what happened.
The fatal wound is the head.
A gash the size of a child's mouth was opened on the old man's head, and the stone steps were wet with blood, making it a bloody red.
'He died here, what about Karen? Didn’t the father and daughter go to Shanghai? '
'Who did it? Why did they beat Old Man Chen to death in front of Yang's house, or beat him until he was only breathless? What was the purpose? '
'Demonstration, or provocation, or revenge...'
Yang Lin's eyes turned cold, and various thoughts flashed through his mind.
"Third Young Master, are you an acquaintance?"
Uncle Da obviously felt something was unusual.
asked in a deep voice.
"We met in Shengsheng Building, Sister Xianglian's father." Xiao Mushroom interjected with a sad expression on his face.
Yang Lin looked up at the dark sky, which was getting darker.
Uncle Da pondered for a while, and then whispered: "Restrain yourself. This is the end of the matter. I probably know who did it, but I didn't expect them to be so blatant."
"Won't the Hangzhou Governor's Office take care of it?"
Yang Lin actually knew who did this.
Poor father and daughter, they just sing songs and earn some money, so they have no right to offend others.
At most, it was because of Miss Xiang Lian's beauty that she attracted the prying eyes of others.
Even so, there is no need to kill anyone.
This is too cruel and unbridled.
"Expecting the police to suppress the envoy is the same as expecting the murderer to surrender... If so, if the government really makes great efforts to deal with it, the streets will not be filled with chaos among those from the Qing Gang."
Thinking of the Chen family being wiped out, Wu Zhongda let out a heavy sigh of relief.
Such a brutal case gradually fell into disuse.
It was too shocking.
The Chen family is a wealthy family, and when something goes wrong, no one cares about it.
Not to mention fighting against the common people.
"In these days, no one will die any day, and roads will die and ditches will bury them. Especially the poor, they are like weeds. It is not easy to survive."
"We can't control it even if we want to."
This is a subtle consolation.
Uncle Da knows that some people actually cannot afford to offend.
He was worried about his young master and ran out desperately, making sure to ask clearly.
It is normal for young people to be energetic and impulsive.
If it were normal time, it would be okay to take someone with me for a trip.
But, not these days.
Looking back at the house, Uncle Da's eyes were a little anxious.
"I know."
Yang Lin reached out and gently wiped Old Chen's eyes, watching his eyes close, "Let's bury him and help him tidy up his appearance... I'm in a bad mood and want to be quiet for a while."
After saying that, he walked towards his small courtyard.
The little mushroom looked confused.
Followed step by step behind him.
Uncle Da narrowed his eyes, turned his head and thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Two of you, go and watch Master Diansan secretly, don't let him run out."
"yes."
…
"Little mushroom, do you look down on the young master?"
Entering his house, Yang Lin seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
He slumped down on the chair and asked in a muffled voice.
"No, the young master definitely doesn't want to cause trouble, nor does he want to bring trouble into the family."
The little maid didn't mean what she said.
Yang Lin laughed at himself.
"You know? I'm actually very timid. Just now, when I saw Old Man Chen's body, I felt some fear in my heart, just like the day I saw the Chen family being wiped out."
"I'm so scared that my whole body is shaking..."
Without waiting for the little mushroom to answer.
Yang Lin's eyes were like will-o'-the-wisps, and his face was slightly ferocious: "Tell me, what's going on in this world? Some people can treat others as pigs and dogs, and they can be superior and decide life and death at will."
"Yes, I have no position to say this, but I really want to see a country where everyone is equal and happy. No matter how rich or poor you are, you can walk on the street freely without worrying about being punished because of an unhappy person. People were beaten to death..."
Yang Lin couldn't help but start to miss that country and that era again.
I didn’t feel it at the time, I just felt that everything was natural.
Only now do I realize how peaceful and joyful those days were.
What you see in movies, TV, online novels, anime and games is not real after all.
When Yang Lin truly lived in an era, he saw how humble life was and how chaotic the world was.
He finally understood.
I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times.
Living is actually not easy.
"Little mushroom, I remember that your ventriloquism is very good."
Taking a long breath, Yang Lin suddenly raised his head and stared at his maid faintly.
"I can learn how to sing birds, roosters, dogs... the sound of a house fire is too complicated, I haven't practiced it yet.
However, it is still possible to learn to make the young master's voice subtle. "
Little Mushroom also raised his head and looked directly at Yang Lin, his big eyes bursting with astonishing brilliance.
He knew what the young master meant, and he also saw that the young master suddenly became stronger in a strange way.
Some things must not be let go easily, otherwise, you will feel uneasy.
The master and servant looked at each other speechlessly, with an unspeakable tacit understanding.
It's obvious.
Old man Chen was so miserable that he was even abused before his death.
So, where is his daughter Karen?
As a beautiful woman, no matter what era you are in, you will receive preferential treatment.
This is human nature.
However, Yang Lin didn't want Xianglian to receive such preferential treatment.
He felt that sometimes, some preferential treatment would make life worse than death.
"Okay, without further ado, if anyone asks outside, just say that I have gone to bed.
Dad is busy with something and is wasting his energy, so he probably won't come over to investigate. As long as Uncle Da doesn't get suspicious, there will be no problem. "
Yang Lin opened the box and pulled out a set of black tight-fitting clothes. After thinking about it, he pulled out a short-sleeved black T-shirt from the bottom.
There is a white skull printed on the back of the T-shirt.
I learned from my memory that this was a small gift that my eldest brother, Yang Jizu, the eldest son of the Yang family, brought to my family when he returned from studying abroad.
It was an imported product from abroad. I brought it back as a souvenir.
Because Xiao Yanglin grew up quickly, his clothes had only been washed twice, and they were still 90% new and dark.
Turn the T-shirt upside down, pass it through the collar and into your head, roll it up behind your head, and tie a knot...
A black hood is ready.
Yang Lin, who was covered with only the white of his eyes, stood in front of the window.
Looking back at the little mushroom, he jumped into the drizzle and landed silently.
Little Mushroom hurriedly took two steps and lay down in front of the wooden window, looking at it for a long time...
It wasn't until I saw the two nurses walking towards the ginkgo tree not far away that I gently put down the window leaf and turned around to light the candle.
