really.
Yang Simei just wanted to shirk.
Yang Lin's eyes widened, and she immediately shrank her head, calming down like a docile sheep.
"The only ones who went out last night were Fourth Senior Brother Chen Feiyan and Ninth Junior Brother Li Yanfang. Of course, Uncle Nong didn't stay overnight either. He went home after dinner."
"Uncle Nong, let's not talk about it. Let's talk about Chen Feiyan and Li Yanfang. They came back today. Did they do anything unusual?"
Yang Lin asked in a deep voice.
"Fourth Senior Brother was very preoccupied. He didn't do any morning exercises when he came back. His face didn't look very good. He must have gone to his room to catch up on some sleep.
Judging from his tired look, he probably didn't sleep well last night. "
Looking at Yang Lin's face, Yang Ying added: "Ninth Junior Brother Li Yanfang is very diligent. Not only did he bring back a basket of grouper and bought some shrimps, saying that he would give everyone extra meals, he also attended the breakfast. practice.
You see, he is asking his second senior brother for boxing skills. "
Following Yang Ying's hand, she saw Li Yanfang, who was in high spirits and fighting with Huo Ting'en, joking from time to time...
There were a group of disciples surrounding him, looking at him with envy.
'Chen Feiyan...'
Yang Lin knew that this person would leave his name in the great tide of the Chinese era in the future. Could it be him?
It's somewhat possible.
But it's not necessary. His uncle holds an important position in the Tongxing Association... If he does something shameful, first of all, Chen Zimei will not be able to spare him.
"Li Yanfang, looking at this cheerful and generous appearance, doesn't look like him at all, but he is suspicious of what he looks like. '
"You mean, Li Yanfang often goes out to buy food? He has a good relationship with Uncle Gen in the kitchen?"
"The relationship is not good... I asked Senior Sister Xiaohui, they sometimes quarrel, and Uncle Gen always kicks him out of the kitchen.
Because that kid is greedy, he always eats secretly in the kitchen when Uncle Gen is not paying attention. "
"Where's Xiaohui? Did you sleep with her yesterday?"
"Yes, we have a very good relationship. That's why Senior Sister Xiaohui pestered me to ask about Hangzhou. We talked for a long time last night and didn't fall asleep until the early morning."
Yang Ying answered all questions and was very well-behaved at this time.
Yang Lin nodded and reprimanded with satisfaction: "In the future, stay less overnight at Jingwu Sect. It's better to go home for dinner and spend more time with your parents.
Big brother and second brother are not at home. You can't be like them... What does it look like to not come home every day? "
"Know it."
Yang Ying raised her eyebrows and was about to retort when she saw Yang Lin's cold eyes. She felt guilty and quickly lowered her head in response.
This look was so familiar to her, she had seen it many times when she had nightmares.
At that time, when she was thinking about biting her tongue and committing suicide, she saw a pair of eyes like this, scanning her whole body, making her hair stand on end.
He must be laughing at me...
At that time, he must have been laughing like crazy in his heart.
Thinking of the large-scale social death scene in the Yuewang Temple at that time, Yang Ying couldn't muster any courage.
Watching Yang Lin walk away, he sighed softly and said angrily: "What does it look like to not go home every day?
Why don't you look at yourself, you are more homeless than me. Alas, I really miss the past. Although this guy was carefree and annoying at that time, he was not so fierce. I would hit him if I wanted to. Now..."
"Now, if he wants to hit you, he will hit you, and he has to endure it, right?"
There was a chuckle from behind.
Yang Ying's face suddenly turned pale and she turned her head suddenly.
"You're going to die, Sister Xiaohui, you're going to make fun of me."
She breathed a long sigh of relief and lowered her voice: "Keep your voice down, keep your voice down, don't let him hear it, otherwise I will be in trouble."
"Is it that serious?" Xiao Hui was puzzled.
"He is your brother, not an outsider. What are you afraid of? Could it be that he will eat you? No, there must be a secret in this."
Xiao Hui's eyes flashed with suspicion, and the curiosity in her heart almost exploded.
She intuitively believed that there must be an unknown story between the two siblings.
You know, she used to always listen to this eighth junior sister tell her how to eat well at home and how to teach her third brother a lesson.
He said that when his third brother saw her, he was like a mouse seeing a cat.
At this time, it seems that it is not like that at all.
Who is the mouse and who is the cat?
It’s clear at a glance.
…
During the morning practice, Yang Lin did not go on stage to instruct the Jingwu Sect disciples on their boxing practice, but occasionally watched from the sidelines, ignoring the eager eyes of the disciples.
Most of the time, he would talk to the servants in Jingwu Sect who were responsible for cleaning and carrying things, and casually ask about some small things.
For example, Master Huo likes to take a nap, and as soon as midnight comes, he keeps coughing and doesn't stop until midnight, so he doesn't sleep well at night.
For another example, the second senior brother Huo Ting'en often did not come home at night, suspecting that he had a lover outside.
Also, Uncle Nong is actually a mother-in-law who talks unforgivingly, but he is very kind to everyone in Jingwu Sect.
Knowing that Master Huo likes to eat crocodile meat, he specially purchased crocodile meat from Nanyang;
Knowing that Chen Zhen was dedicated to studying, he found a way to send him to Japan;
Knowing that the son of Uncle Gen, the chef, was caught accidentally killing someone in Shandong, he sent someone to contact him for bail, and through some connections, he tried to rescue him.
"Rescued?"
"No, that side is now the territory of the Japanese, and their methods of doing things are extremely tough. I heard that Uncle Farmer is still thinking of a way."
After asking about this information, Yang Lin gradually felt confident.
…
During lunch, all the disciples gathered on a table, and Nong Jinsun was still present.
But for some reason, Huo Yuanjia's mental state got worse.
"Yuan Jia, you will be competing with the Japanese soon. You have to pay attention to get more rest."
Nong Jinsun was very worried. Looking at Huo Yuanjia's face, he couldn't eat anymore.
"You are so sick, ugh..."
A few people hadn't started eating yet, but a boy ran in outside. As soon as he walked in, he said excitedly: "Big news, big news. The Japanese in Hongkou District are going crazy now. I heard that the Shikana people are a doctor named Akino." There was a thief in the house.
Moreover, he also killed dozens of medical staff who were in a meeting... Dr. Akino has also disappeared and is currently causing trouble. "
"Xiao Ding, is this true?"
Nong Jinsun stood up suddenly, almost knocking over the chair behind him.
"It's true. When I was selling pears early in the morning, I heard a customer say it. I was curious and asked about it."
Nong Jinsun's heart moved and he suddenly looked at Yang Lin.
He seemed to remember that the new Master Yang asked Dr. Akino where he lived yesterday.
Yang Lin smiled and said nothing.
He already had a guess at this time, so he also understood why the Japanese would play this trick.
This is pretending to be confused while pretending to understand.
It’s not in vain that during the raid last night, the man wearing a suit and hat didn’t look like a Chinese.
Of course, this kind of dressing up can only confuse the witnesses on the street, and no clear evidence can be found.
However, you must know that the gunmen and the mastermind behind the trap, Dr. Akino, knew exactly what they looked like...
He's not masked, so he can be recognized when he sees him.
The most important thing is that the traitor in Jingwu Sect has already passed his information to the Japanese, so how could he fail to lock the target?
Are you going to set up a grand search for the thieves?
there is only one truth.
That is the Japanese. In order to conceal the identity of the traitor, they pretended not to know even if they knew it. This was to cover the actions of certain people.
"This is a happy thing."
Huo Yuanjia laughed out loud.
He was happy when he heard something happened to the Japanese.
To be honest, he hasn't been sleeping well these days.
I always feel uneasy, what could happen?
It was obvious that Akutagawa Ryuichi did not take the challenge seriously in his eyes.
For the sake of caution, he was still prepared to take a few days of rest to regain his energy and take on the challenge cautiously.
Just eat and drink well.
"Come on, let's eat."
As he said that, he picked up the plate. There were several long pieces of fragrant meat in it, which could arouse the appetite.
This is crocodile meat, which nourishes the lungs and relieves hemoptysis.
Over the years, Huo Yuanjia has been eating it, which is very good for his health.
"Wait a minute."
Yang Lin suddenly raised his head and said, "Master Huo, it's better to eat slowly. I suspect that this crocodile meat is poisonous."
"What?"
Everyone at the table was stunned.
Yang Lin's eyes were cold, his mouth was smiling, his heart was beating slowly, but his ears were perked up sensitively.
The heartbeats of everyone around him were clearly displayed in his mind.
He felt that the heartbeats of two of them suddenly accelerated.
At that moment, breathing became extremely disordered.
The person whose heart beats the fastest is, of course, Uncle Gen.
The food was poisonous, and he couldn't get away with it.
His face turned red immediately, "Master Yang, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense... I have served the master for thirty years, and I am considered an old man of the Huo family. How could I poison you?"
Over the years, I have been in charge of the master’s food. If anything had happened, it would have happened long ago.
You, and you, if you don’t believe me, don’t eat it, I will poison you to death. "
The more Uncle Gen talked, the angrier he became, his eyes were red, he pointed at everyone and angrily accused them, his face full of sorrow.
All the disciples around him turned to look at Yang Lin with disbelief on their faces.
Huo Ting'en gritted his teeth and suddenly said: "Master Yang, have you heard any rumors? If Uncle Gen can poison, I won't be that old."
"Yes, Uncle Gen is sincere and responsible for the food of the Jingwu Sect, young and old, and nothing will happen to him. Master Yang, you'd better stop talking."
Nong Jinsun winked quickly and said reproachfully.
He sees the people in Jingwu Sect as being like family members, and he will never believe that anyone here would be disloyal to Jingwu Sect.
"Ahem..."
Huo Yuanjia coughed twice and laughed: "Okay, Master Yang, I know you are worried about my health, but it is not necessary.
I know how my health is...Uncle Gen is my old man. Even if he wants to harm anyone, he will not harm me.
Uncle Gen, there's no need to be angry. Master Yang just arrived and doesn't understand the situation yet... Let's eat. "
After saying that, he picked up the plate again and was about to eat the piece of crocodile meat.
"There's no need to worry, Master Huo. You can trust him, but I can't..." Before he could finish his words, the chair Yang Lin was sitting on moved three feet sideways, and with an electric strike, leaving an afterimage, he grabbed the plate.
Huh……
"The Phantom."
Huo Yuanjia's eyes lit up, and without thinking, his left hand also erupted with heavy shadows.
The two hands intertwined and collided, and in the sound of snapping, in an instant, they hooked, locked, and thrust, with various techniques, but no one took the lead.
As the palms of the two people moved and collided, the strong wind aroused involuntarily lifted the plate.
"Okay, it's the first time I've seen him practice Mizong Quan to perfection so quickly."
A glint flashed in Huo Yuanjia's eyes, but he was a little angry.
He took a long breath, sat taller, and his hand speed suddenly doubled.
call out……
Then, he saw Yang Lin sitting across from him and took a long breath. His hand speed was like a blooming plum blossom. The same speed doubled, and he firmly blocked his palm in front of the plate.
Bang...
There was a muffled sound.
The chairs under their buttocks slid backwards at the same time.
The plate fell to the ground and broke into several pieces with a snap.
Huo Yuanjia's face darkened, he looked at Yang Lin, and slowly said: "Master Yang, I need an explanation."
"Master Huo, please be patient and don't blame me for being abrupt. It's really a serious matter and we have to get to the bottom of it."
Yang Lin cupped his hands.
He turned to look at Uncle Gen, "Actually, is it poisonous? It's very simple. You can tell after sending it to the hospital for testing... Do you need to be so hasty to tell the difference? It's obvious that you have a guilty conscience.
I just want to ask you one question: has your son who killed someone in Shandong been rescued now? Did the Japanese do what they promised, or did they fail to do so? "
As soon as these words came out, Uncle Gen's face became earthy.
All the disciples looked at Uncle Gen.
One of them stepped back on his heels and quietly took half a step back.
"I want to leave now, it's too late."
Yang Lin sneered and said, half-twirling his body, leaping up and rushing forward, using his palm as a sword, using the "Five Yun Plum Blossom" style, with indescribable murderous intent, he struck down the Ninth Disciple Li Yanfang at the end of the long table.
"No..."
"careful."
There was chaos all around.
Everyone's expressions changed when they saw Yang Lin's sudden attack, with boiling murderous intent and ferocity.
