Soon, I saw Qingcaotang.
I heard Wei Zhenzhen say that this is the largest medical store in Yangzhou District and has a good reputation.
Sometimes, when the poor really have no money, the owner of the hall will be kind and lend some medicinal materials to people to treat their illnesses.
In this day and age, there are not many people who can still be so kind.
Therefore, when Yang Lin came in, he didn't intend to cause trouble to these doctors.
Ignoring the young man who came to inquire, he looked around and saw two sneaky men wearing similar clothes to Feng He.
They also embroidered two bamboos each.
One person has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong body.
One person has thin eyebrows and rat eyes, and a thin figure.
Yang Lin tapped the whistle stick in his hand lightly on the ground, and his innate energy circulated. His feet were straight without bending, and he floated in front of the two of them.
"Lead the way."
Yang Lin didn't need to ask more questions and gave the order directly.
The moment the two people saw him, their eyes flickered and their hearts beat abnormally. It was obvious that they knew something.
And if they stay here, they should be watching, or in other words, monitoring their whereabouts.
"I don't know what you're talking about, nerves."
The thick-browed man raised his eyebrows, turned around and walked away with a curse. His reaction was very fast, and he would sprint after taking two steps.
Just after running less than ten meters, a sharp wind came from behind.
Snap.
As soon as his legs became weak, he threw himself on the ground and rolled a few times. Looking down, he saw that his legs were dripping with blood. Two stones had penetrated the knees from the back knee sockets.
"ah……"
The severe pain struck his heart, and the thick-browed man wailed loudly.
The doctors and assistants in Qingcaotang, as well as the family members and patients who were taking medicine and seeing doctors, were all silent, looking at Yang Lin without daring to say a word.
They had just seen clearly that Yang Lin did not make any other movements. He just tapped a stick lightly on the ground, and the bluestone ground broke into countless small stones. Two stones jumped up like sharp arrows and shot through the thick stone. The eyebrow man's knees.
Looking at the strength, even the kneecaps were pushed back by the stone, and both legs were definitely destroyed.
What a hot hand, what a strong martial arts.
"You are quite clever, but I don't really like clever people."
Yang Lin chuckled, turned his eyes, and stared at the skinny man with rat eyes, "Don't give me a chance to do anything. Where is Miss Wei Zhenzhen taken? You lead the way. Say you don't want to, or lead the way." If you take the wrong path, you will not live.”
"Yes, yes, I won't lead you the wrong way. Sir, please calm down..."
The rat-eyed man was stared at by Yang Lin's cold eyes. His whole body was shaking like chaff, and beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead. He didn't know whether it was because of the heat or because he was frightened.
Now he walked sideways in front, leading the way cautiously.
Yang Lin is not afraid of his tricks, he sees things with his heavenly eyes and his mind is clear.
In fact, even if he slowly sensed it by himself and asked passers-by for the specific locations of the various halls of the Zhuhua Gang, he could almost find them by himself.
However, that would waste some time.
What did this girl Wei Zhenzhen say?
I've been here for a day, and it helped me a lot when I was acting poorly...
Moreover, there was no way he could ignore such a petite and obedient beauty who pinned all her longing for life on herself.
Yang Lin didn't want her to get hurt.
You must be worthy of that "Uncle Yang".
After Yang Lin left, everyone in Qingcaotang started talking excitedly.
"Sister-in-law Zhen from Baozipu was arrested. She was obviously trying to lure people into taking the bait. It was too reckless to go ahead like this. She might not be able to save anyone, and even got herself involved. Hall Master Luo's sword is vicious and scheming. It’s not easy to deal with.”
The guy who picked up the medicine couldn't bear it.
"Xiao Gu, you are worried. Why didn't you say anything just now?"
"You didn't tell me either." Xiao Gu rolled his eyes and started picking up the medicine according to the prescription.
It's one thing to worry about something happening to Wei Zhenzhen, after all, we are neighbors, but if she offends the Zhuhua Gang, I, a little boy, can't afford it.
"It's not necessarily that something will happen. I think that person is very strong. Maybe Luo Xian is not his opponent."
Everyone was silent for a while, then a middle-aged man next to him whispered.
As he said this, everyone around him was completely silent, and no one agreed.
Luo Xian's Drizzle Sword is also quite famous in Yangzhou City.
I am a rare master. When I was fighting with the Water Dragon Gang, I killed three dragons and hundreds of elites in a row.
It is the reputation that comes from killing.
What is more famous than his swordsmanship is that the four major helmsmen under Yu Zhutang are all rare masters.
With this kind of strength, even if he sees Yangzhou garrison Master Chen on weekdays, he will not lose his momentum.
In fact, in the territory near Yangzhou, apart from the pusher Shi Long and the gang leader Yin Kaishan, the most powerful ones are the military counselor Shao Lingzhou and the leader of the four halls of Feng Qingyulu, each of whom can play his own role.
A person who is a gangster who wants to come to the door to cause trouble is not looking for trouble for others, but trouble for himself.
If you don't do it right, not only will you not be able to save anyone, but you will lose your own life.
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"This is the Yuzhutang of the Zhuhua Gang."
Yang Lin looked up at the huge lintel and nodded slightly: "It covers an area of more than ten acres and the decoration is good. OK, this is my residence in Yangzhou City, which is pretty good.
I hope there is more money and more medicinal materials in the hall, otherwise it will be too boring. "
As far as the eye can see, you can see pavilions, pavilions and flower terraces everywhere.
It doesn't look like the head of a Jianghu gang at all. Instead, it looks like a luxurious manor owned by a wealthy businessman.
In fact, Yang Lin's guess was correct.
This was originally the ancestral home of a big salt merchant. Later, something happened to the salt merchant, and the Zhuhua Gang took care of it and took over this site as the residence of Yutang, one of the four halls.
On weekdays, the lower-level gang members are not qualified to enter.
Once here, the skinny man with rat eyes stopped moving forward, with a pleading look in his eyes.
He also knew that if he brought outsiders here, he might not be able to survive.
Whether to die at the time or die as a result of punishment afterwards is actually a dilemma.
"There is no need to look sad. From today on, Yuzhutang will become a thing of the past. No one will come to punish you."
Yang Lin waved his hand and let him go.
He tapped the stick on the ground and entered the gate lightly.
No one saw clearly how he moved. As soon as the two men guarding the door rushed up, they flew backwards with broken bones and tendons. They fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
Yang Lin was traveling extremely fast.
He had already sensed Wei Zhenzhen's aura.
His figure was as erratic as a cloud. Hearing only the sound of the wooden stick clicking, he had already jumped across the corridor, jumped over the rockery, floated across an artificial pond, and arrived in a flower hall.
In a flash, he arrived beside Wei Zhenzhen.
"Uncle Yang."
Wei Zhenzhen was not tied up. She probably knew that she could not resist and was being intimidated, so she came over obediently.
She is a weak woman and has no other choice but to know the current affairs.
"All the medicine packs I bought were knocked over, others were robbed, and only a little was left."
Seeing Yang Lin, Wei Zhenzhen was no longer afraid. She didn't cry when she was taken to the flower hall before, but now she was so aggrieved that she burst into tears.
Not only were the medicinal materials knocked over, but the large ginseng she had been memorizing for a while was also snatched away by a gang member and hidden in her arms.
This is what hurts her the most.
You know, that ginseng tree cost eighty taels of silver.
"It's okay. For such a big and wealthy man, do you still need a few medicinal materials?"
Yang Lin looked at Wei Zhenzhen and smiled gently.
Someone nearby also laughed together, and a middle-aged man with a stern face clapped his hands and praised: "I thought the person who killed that reckless man Feng He was a master with three heads and six arms, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be a disabled person. people.
It's really amazing that you can still practice this kind of light skill even though your legs and feet are weak. "
"Are you Luo Xian, the master of Yuzhu Hall?"
Yang Lin turned around and saw that there were thirty or fifty crossbows aimed at him around the flower hall.
There were three or four people beside Luo Xian, holding various weapons in their hands, eager to rush forward.
His eyes were like those of a vicious wolf, ready to tear himself into pieces at just one command.
The man who was speaking had a sword on his waist. He looked more like a scribe than a warrior. His eyes were like an eagle, his nose was straight, his robes were loose, and he was quite elegant.
When the rat-eyed man led the way, Yang Lin had already questioned him carefully. Not only did he find out the details of his eighteen generations of ancestors, but he also clearly explained all the masters and strengths of Yuzhutang.
It was said to be an ambush, but in fact, in Yang Lin's heart, it had long been transparent.
Even though he knew it was a trap, he still broke in just because Yang Lin wanted to come. It was not because he had lost his plan.
He shook his head: "You are living a good life, but you want to die. Why are you bothering?"
Luo Xian looked stunned, and his eyes became extremely strange, as if he had heard something extremely absurd.
He raised his head and laughed loudly, his laughter getting bigger and bigger.
"Interesting, so interesting. I originally wanted to recruit you, but I didn't expect you to be someone who doesn't know how to advance or retreat...
Since you want to seek death, then let go of the arrow as you wish. "
This person has a ruthless heart and is decisive in his actions.
Once you decide something, you won't be merciful immediately.
With a wave of his hand, the crossbowmen surrounding the flower hall whizzed, and arrows fell like rain.
Black lights screamed and enveloped Yang Lin and Wei Zhenzhen.
Yang Lin quietly stood there without moving, and the smile on his lips did not fade away. Wei Zhenzhen's face was miserable, but there was also a smile on her lips, and she quietly closed her eyes.
Arrows pounced on him like locusts. Luo Xian just sneered, but before the ridicule in his eyes dissipated, his expression froze.
He saw that around Yang Lin, a cold light shield like moonlight suddenly appeared. It seemed to be virtual and real, and the light was distorted.
Even Wei Zhenzhen was included.
As soon as the crossbow arrow hit, it was as if it had been shot into a thick mire, its speed slowed down sharply, and it clattered to the ground.
"Grandmaster, an innate master?"
Luo Xian almost lost his eyes in shock.
He has actually seen this situation before.
There was such a ray of light when Yin Kaishan, the leader of his own Bamboo Flower Gang, was using his ax with all his strength.
It is simply invincible and difficult to resist.
He had no idea what this cold moonlight radiance was.
That is the body-protecting true energy formed after the innate true energy is cultivated.
Although it doesn't last long, it is more than enough to block the crossbow arrows fired by these ordinary people.
Unless there is a powerful master who instills inner energy into long arrows and shoots them, he can pose a slight threat to masters of this level.
However, he does not have such a sharpshooter at all.
At this moment, he felt absolutely terrified.
You said that you, an innate master, are hiding in a bun shop, what does that mean?
Wherever you go, you are not a guest at the table, but a guest at the table?
There is no need to have fun with his Yutang subordinates...
"No, this is a misunderstanding."
Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Xian screamed.
At this time, it is difficult to get off the tiger, neither to attack nor to stop.
Yang Lin didn't pay attention to Yutang Hall Master Luo Xian's expression, but looked at Wei Zhenzhen strangely.
He found that there was no fear on this woman's face, which was completely different from the timid look she had before.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Yang Lin asked when Wei Zhenzhen opened her eyes.
"You won't be afraid if you are with Uncle Yang."
Wei Zhenzhen bravely replied, her eyes shining.
I was thinking in my heart that even if I died, it wouldn't be terrible.
The moment the arrows hit her, she really thought she was dead.
After waiting for a while, I felt no pain in my body. When I opened my eyes, I found this magical clear light around me. I couldn't take my eyes away for a while.
"What's this?"
"They are some little tricks that you can learn when you have some free time."
Yang Lin chuckled and said, "But you have to wait until I get rid of these monsters first."
As soon as he said this, Yang Lin's eyes became cold.
The aura rising from his body rose to the sky, and his figure, which was originally standing weak and sick, suddenly straightened up, and the whistle stick in his hand was slowly raised.
"Walk."
Luo Xian hissed and stabbed out with a sword.
A drizzle seemed to be falling in the flower hall, and the scattered sword light shed a silvery glow.
He believes that the best defense is to attack. If you want to retreat, you must first make the opponent have some concerns.
In the world of martial arts, there are many examples of acquired masters escaping in the face of innate masters.
There are even some amazingly talented rising stars who defy their innate talent and rise to the top by riding on the reputation of their masters.
Relying on not only bravery, but also spiritual cultivation.
No matter at any time or under any circumstances, you will never lose your mind.
You can keep your mind like a clear mirror and use your full combat power 100%.
Luo Xian has experienced hundreds of battles and asked himself that he can do it.
He slashed his sword to the wind and drizzle. It looked like a strong attack, but in fact it was blocking the enemy.
This drizzle sword technique is all-pervasive. The sword is as powerful as a cone and a needle, attacking vital points with every move. As long as the opponent is not careful, he will be struck by the sword with hatred.
The three helmsmen shouted wildly, and struck with a bang with a chain hammer, a wolf-tooth awl and a dragon-patterned stick in their hands.
The four of them had a tacit understanding, and if they made a move, they would immediately scatter in all directions, regardless of whether it was successful or not.
In Yangzhou, the place where the Four Battles took place, the Zhuhua Gang has been fighting everywhere over the years. These hall leaders and helmsmen have all come from bloody battles.
He even assisted the officers and soldiers in defending the city several times. But when he took action, there was a violent storm that made people breathless.
Yang Lin chuckled. A jet black wooden stick was raised above his head. It didn't seem to be very fast. At least, it was much slower than Luo Xian's sword light.
However, as his stick reached its highest point, the head of the stick sank and swung downwards.
Everyone heard the roar of dragons...
Two circling and roaring golden dragons appeared on the stick, sweeping and twisting in all directions.
Dragons fight in the wild.
Yang Lin's body was difficult to move and he was unwilling to move and change hands, which affected his muscles, bones, energy and blood and aggravated his injuries.
More importantly, with Wei Zhenzhen standing beside him, it was difficult for him to rush around.
Of course, these people are not worthy of his using too many methods.
He simply used his true energy to drive the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms to fight in the wild, turning his palms into sticks.
The golden dragon's qi energy alternates between virtual and real. Although it lacks some solidity, its power is still extraordinary.
The stick was knocked down, and everything several feet in front of him was beaten into a vacuum.
First, there was a drizzle of sword light, which was dimmed by the stick, and then, all kinds of weapons flew upside down.
boom……
The shadow of the stick fell heavily.
Seems slow but actually fast.
It was obviously a wooden stick that fell, but it caused a heavy and low vibration, and the entire flower hall trembled slightly.
Before Luo Xian had time to escape, he was hit on the top of his head by the shadow of a stick as heavy as a stone.
Snapped……
The whole person was beaten into a bloody mist, and the upper body was lost.
The three helmsmen shouted and fled.
However, he was swept up by the two long phantom dragons and got involved in the stick shadow.
Bang bang bang...
Three sounds are like beating the enemy.
The three men flew upside down, knocking down several crossbowmen, and lay on the ground with blood spurting from their mouths. They were no longer alive.
Yang Lin killed four people with one stick. He looked at the crossbowmen around him crying for their fathers and mothers, screaming in fear and running away in all directions. He was immediately speechless.
I thought maybe I was too harsh and frightened these people.
Fortunately, in addition to the leaders who were killed earlier, there were also a few well-dressed people in the flower hall.
In particular, one of the young men, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, looked elegant and handsome. Although his eyes were slightly confused, he did not run away directly and still seemed quite calm.
"What's your name? What's your position in the Zhuhua Gang?"
Yang Lin looked at the young man and asked with a smile.
"The villain, Gui Xiliang, is the incense master of Fengzhutang. His family name is Shao. He has an order for next week. This time I came to Yuzhutang for something. I didn't want to get involved in Yuzhutang's affairs. I have no grudges with Uncle Yang.
However, if Uncle Yang has any use for the villain, please feel free to give him orders. The villain will go through fire and water without hesitation. "
"Yes, he is a talent."
Yang Lin nodded.
This man is a disciple of Shao Lingzhou, the Zhuhua Clan's strategist, and he doesn't seem to have a stubborn temper, so you might as well keep him alive and do something.
The most important thing is that the name sounds familiar to him.
If she wants to heal her wounds and needs money and medicine, naturally she can't always let Wei Zhenzhen find it on her own. It's always necessary to find someone to run errands.
"I have temporarily occupied this Yuzhu Hall. You gather the gang and listen to my orders."
"As commanded."
Gui Xiliang was not dissatisfied at all and was respectful.
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PS: Regarding updates.
I looked at the monthly tickets and rewards, and they were much less, especially the rewards, which were only 4 yuan yesterday. Subscriptions have also dropped sharply, and many people may not want to read it.
Without subscriptions, there is no income. As a last resort, we have to devote most of our energy to preparing new books. I’ll update it later. Two in one.
I won’t write about this subject in the next book.
