Yang Lin felt happy in his heart, feeling that his body was full of strength, and he had the urge to let go of his hands and feet to punch and kick.
In the fantasy world, just watching the young man Zhou Hongyi play by himself, he actually didn't enjoy it very much.
After the illusion started, his state was very strange. His sense of presence was either strong or weak.
Every time he makes a choice, every battle, he is always in a state where the general trend cannot be changed, but the small situation can be used at will.
For example, he had no choice but to change his destined life path, such as liking Yun Niang, wanting to save people, and buying a boat to go fishing.
However, he can choose how to kill someone.
He has no choice in where to practice or where to practice. He can decide how to practice and how to understand.
Yang Lin actually wanted to find a few more masters there and challenge them one by one with Plum Blossom Boxing to see if he could understand more things.
Unfortunately, he had no choice.
Even so, his gains were actually huge.
After looking at the remaining 42 reputation points, Yang Lin sighed.
He only spent six points to improve the level of Plum Blossom Quan, from laying a solid foundation to completing the whole body's strength and practicing the whole body's energy and blood. What else could he be dissatisfied with?
The problem now is that my Plum Blossom Boxing skills are not as good as Iron Thread Boxing, and the two boxing techniques have not reached a balance.
As a result, Plum Blossom Fist can only be used as an auxiliary method for movement and dodge.
When using boxing, he cannot change as he pleases and always prefers the steady style of iron fist.
This is a habit and intention spontaneously reflected by the body's instinct, not a choice he made.
You have to be united in your mind, fight how you want, and make moves and kicks as fast as you can.
You have to continue to improve your Plum Blossom Boxing.
Just think of this.
Yang Lin thought silently in his heart: Improve Plum Blossom Fist.
A flower in front of my eyes.
this time.
Yang Lin found that he had indeed arrived at the beach, ready to live a peaceful life.
The fishermen here are actually very simple and will not reject a young man who is struggling to survive with his family.
He accepted it enthusiastically.
Join a small fishing village.
However, in that era when people were struggling, how difficult was it for an ordinary fisherman to survive happily?
He soon understood.
At the beginning, he bought a boat and built a net. In addition to fishing and selling makeup, he also had free time to go to the sea to fish for conch.
Yun Niang didn't know what she was thinking. Except for the first few months, she kept a strong filial piety for Zeng Shusheng. After a while, the shadow in her heart was completely driven away.
Become the warm and gentle boss lady who is full of love for life again.
Maybe he has forgotten the past.
Maybe it's a new choice for the future.
Poor people are not so hypocritical.
Just living life, not shabby.
This time, she no longer opened a shop, but was busy mending nets, cooking, taking care of the cabin, cleaning the deck and other tasks all day long.
Yes, she is already a mature fisherman and can do anything.
That day, the two of them used the sky as a guide, the sea as a matchmaker, and worshiped each other on the deck of the fishing boat under the moonlight, enjoying themselves...
What they want is this kind of life, not to be disturbed, to live in peace and contentment, and to be a fat boy again.
The requirements are not high either.
If things continue to develop normally, this place will be a small fishing village lined with rows of secluded bays, peaceful and happy.
However, the more you want something, the less God will give it to you.
After closing the net and going home that day, Zhou Hongyi felt a little dizzy...
I felt that I might have been immersed in the water for too long and had caught the cold, so I drank a bowl of soup prepared by Yun Niang and went to bed early.
In the middle of the night, a red fire lit up outside the ship, and a cry of death came.
He stood up in confusion and looked around.
I saw a sea of fire, and something unbearable to witness was happening.
Dozens of brutal men with bare arms and holding torches and weapons were killing fishermen in the southwest gathering place.
Some people thought the killing was not enough, so they tortured the crying women and children in different ways.
Either disembowelled or mounted on a spear.
Waves of wild laughter came with the wind, making people feel chilly.
Mei Niang, who was also awakened next to her, had lost the power to scream and just stood beside her blankly, trembling all over and looking pale.
Yang Lin roared uncontrollably from his throat, chest and abdomen.
The blood rushes to the top, and the whole body feels hot.
He didn't want to measure whether the enemy was strong or not. Would he be outnumbered?
He only knew that if he didn't take action now, he would look down on himself and regret it for the rest of his life.
Moreover, with Yun Niang by his side, there was no way he could escape even if he wanted to.
Don't kill all these Japanese pirates.
He can't go anywhere.
The heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all trembled. Yang Lin held the knife in his hand and moved the knife in five movements.
At this moment, he felt as if infinite power had been injected into his body.
He jumped up and jumped out like a spiritual ape from the numerous bamboo raft fishing boats. After a few ups and downs, he rushed towards the group of Japanese pirates.
The sword is as bright as snow...
Blood is like plum blossoms.
He couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of his enemy.
All we know is that he killed dozens of people from east to west, and then from south to north. He even jumped into the sea and stabbed the last two people to death in the water.
The Japanese pirates were killed and the flames gradually extinguished.
Yang Lin stood on the side of the ship, silently watching everything like hell.
He held the broken knife and cut off the heads one by one of the Japanese pirates who didn't know whether they were real or fake.
He finally made a decision.
If you want to live a stable life without taking up arms, it will never be possible.
You want to be calm, but there are always people who won't let you calm down.
Therefore, from that day on, he gathered some young men and relied on the prestige of killing more than 30 Japanese pirates that night to patrol everywhere and kill Japanese bandits.
His knives also changed from hatchets to machetes, then to Yanling knives, and then to Tang knives.
While his sword skills are becoming more and more powerful, his boxing skills and body skills are also becoming stronger and stronger.
One day, he faced off against a powerful bald and short man. After cutting the opponent in half with his sword, he vaguely felt that he had entered a new world.
The qi and blood in his body are more vigorous, his movements are as erratic as ghosts, and when he strikes with his sword, there is a faint sound of wind and thunder.
He knew that he had become stronger.
As the strength increases, inversely proportional to it, the situation at the seaside becomes worse day by day.
He could feel that there were fewer and fewer fishermen around, but more and more Japanese pirates.
Many originally docile fishermen also joined this cruel feast...
Moreover, from the information he occasionally went into the market to inquire about, he knew that this was the time when big families such as King Chen Xu of the Song Dynasty also began to enter the market and bring trouble to the Japanese, and they no longer covered it up.
As for the imperial court, where is the imperial court?
It is simply in name only.
Once a huge bloody wave is set off, everyone along the coast stretching for thousands of miles will be slaughtered.
There are many anti-Japanese patriots like him, but in this environment where everyone is a Japanese, it is simply a drop in the bucket, not many people can be saved, and not many people can be killed.
…
"leave."
On this day, the boy was no longer a boy, he had grown into a man with an iron face.
There are also two black beards on his lips, which makes him look a little mature.
With a heavy face, he looked at Yun Niang and the swaddled baby, feeling full of sadness in his heart.
He felt that he had not fulfilled his inner promise and failed to give Yun Niang a good life.
Every day is bloody, when will it end?
At this moment, he finally understood how much sadness and guilt the scholar in Zeng's shop had hidden behind his cough.
That is helpless regret and self-blame.
For Yun Niang, for my children to grow up healthily.
He decided to go to the Central Plains and completely leave this dark place where there was no light.
"good."
Yun Niang is still so gentle, so firm, without any hesitation or complaint, just like when she left Quanzhou City with him.
