"Go down here with the order and ask for the strong ones in the middle reaches of Wangjiang City. If anyone can kill this beast, I, Lin, will reward you with two Dao Yuan Stones!" Among the crowd, a middle-aged man stood out and shouted angrily.
This person is none other than Lin Zhengren, Lin Duanxing, the father of the Lin Zhengli brothers, and naturally holds a high position in the Lin family.
But the fact that he was directly passed over as the next patriarch of the Lin family and handed over to Lin Zhengli is enough to show that his abilities are too weak.
So when he opened his mouth and took out two Dao Yuan Stones, and when he kept silent, he invited all the masters of the Pulse Realm in the city, everyone first turned their attention to Mr. Lin.
No one else has such power.
"That's enough." Mr. Lin said quietly: "Go and bring Lin Zhenglun over."
"Dad, you are confused!" Lin Duanxing said anxiously: "Although Lin Zhenglun is not worth mentioning, he represents the face of my Lin family! How can you leave it to outsiders?"
Let’s not talk about anything else, just what this person said is unqualified. Contradicting Mr. Lin in public and calling him confused is, at best, ignorant of propriety, and at worst, challenging the authority of the patriarch. Another question, is Lin Zhenglun worth it?
Mention, is this also suitable to be announced in public? I’m really not afraid of chilling people’s hearts.
Mr. Lin knocked his wooden stick on the ground and raised his voice: "Do you have to make this matter cause a storm in the city so that the Lin family will not be embarrassed?"
Lin Duanxing was shocked and shut up.
After all, he doesn’t understand spiritual matters. Lin Zhengli can represent Wangjiang City Taoist Temple in the Three Cities Discussion, so he is naturally one of the best figures in the Youmai Realm in the City Taoist Temple. Perhaps there are one or two in the city guards who are better than him
Strong, but limited.
Furthermore, wouldn’t it be embarrassing for the Lin family to ask the monks from the city guard to take action?
It is only right to deal with this matter decisively as soon as possible.
Not long after, Lin Zhenglun was taken to the archway.
Looking at this man with disheveled hair, haggard appearance, and a zombie-like appearance, Jiang Wang really couldn't imagine how Aunt Song could fall in love with him.
"Lin Zhenglun brought him here." Mr. Lin looked at Jiang Wang with his slightly cloudy old eyes and said quietly: "What do you want to explain?"
"Now, I ask and you answer." Jiang Wang approached Lin Zhenglun and looked into his dull eyes: "How did my sister's biological mother, Song Ruyi, die?"
Lin Zhengli said from the side: "She committed suicide by jumping into a well. Didn't I make it clear enough?"
Mr. Lin glanced at him lightly, and he shut up.
Lin Zhenglun had been in a state of confusion until he heard the three words Song Ruyi, and his eyes slowly regained some brightness.
He raised his eyes, looked at Jiang Wang, then looked around, then turned back and stared at Jiang Wang: "What did you just say?"
His voice trembled: "You...are Ruyi's stepson who is practicing in a Taoist temple? Jiang Anan's brother?"
"Okay, okay!" He became excited, even a little crazy: "You dare to block the Lin family's door, you have a future!"
Jiang Wang repeated indifferently: "Let me ask you, how did Song Ruyi die?"
But Lin Zhenglun seems to be completely unaware of his impatience and disgust. In other words, Lin Zhenglun nowadays can no longer feel the opinions of others. He only lives with his own emotions.
He opened his hands and suddenly cried loudly: "What's the use of amassing wealth!!"
Lin Zhenglun fell to his knees, covering his face and wailing: "I regret not embarking on the spiritual path! Once the landslide collapses, the road will be dead!"
Jiang Wang didn't have any extra patience for this person.
So he slowly moved his sword, pointed at Lin Zhenglun and said: "Let me ask you one last time, how did Song Ruyi die!"
"Ruyi..." Lin Zhenglun stopped crying, raised his head, and said with tears on his face: "It was me, it was I who killed her. It was I who made her commit suicide!"
"No!" He stood up suddenly again and pointed at the Lin clan members gathered behind the archway: "It's them! Everyone in the Lin family is responsible! Especially Lin Zhengli!"
Lin Zhengli yelled: "Lin Zhenglun, are you crazy?"
"Zhenglun." Mr. Lin said: "Your wife is dead and you are in a bad mood. I understand you. But you can't make unreal remarks."
"Old man?" Lin Zhenglun cried: "It was you who agreed to take me back to my direct lineage and asked me to call you grandpa. Why did you ignore me when this little beast Lin Zhengli took over my business and drove me away?
Woolen cloth?"
Mr. Lin frowned and said nothing. He naturally knew what happened between Lin Zhengli and Lin Zhenglun. But on the one hand, Lin Zhenglun was indeed a little arrogant at the beginning. On the other hand, Lin Zhengli was his grandson. Even if he did something wrong, he would do it.
Grandpa also has to help him get round.
"It's true that I haven't asked about business matters for a long time. Maybe I have really wronged you. When I go back to check, I will have another explanation." Mr. Lin said: "But your wife's death was indeed a suicide, and this can all be investigated.
, it’s even okay to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy, how can you blame others?”
Lin Zhenglun wiped away tears and gritted his teeth: "Ruyi and I were originally in love. The business I worked so hard to build almost integrated the medicinal material markets in the two cities! If Lin Zhengli hadn't been jealous and took advantage of his status as the heir of the family head, he would take me away.
He has the power to occupy my business, how could I end up like this!"
"If it weren't for Lin Zhengli!" He turned around and pointed his halberd at Lin Zhengli, his eyes filled with resentment and madness!
boom!
A palm suddenly appeared, holding down Lin Zhenglun's heavenly spirit, and with a spit of Dao Yuan, he was blasted into a pulp!
He also crushed his unfinished words and resentment into dust.
Lin Zhengren, who fell from the sky, took back his hand, looked at Jiang Wang and said: "Song Ruyi committed suicide, you heard it clearly. I will pay you Lin Zhenglun! Is that enough?"
Lin Zhengren suddenly showed up to kill. Linghe Zhao Ruchengdu took a step forward without hesitation and stood beside Jiang Wang. Dao Yuan was undercurrent, ready to fight at any time.
A living person was blasted to pulp in front of his eyes, especially when he was making an indignant speech just a moment ago.
This kind of deterrence will probably shut up a lot of people.
But Jiang Wang's expression did not change.
He really has no other demands to make. It is a fact that Song Ruyi committed suicide. At most, Lin Zhenglun treated her badly after marriage, which is not a serious crime in Zhuang Law. There may be other entanglements in this, but Lin Zhenglun has already
Death. According to Jiang Wang Taoist Academy's status as a disciple, this is the most he can do.
The fact that the Lin family killed Lin Zhenglun as an explanation would make sense no matter where they were placed. If someone else were to replace him, there would be no explanation at all.
Jiang Wangdao: "Return to me the dowry that Song Ruyi brought and the medicinal materials business in Fengxi Town. These are the properties of my Jiang family. They were given to Song Ruyi at the beginning. Now that she is dead, they should return to their original owners.
"
Song Ruyi's dowry is already quite generous. But the medicinal material business in Fengxi Town, in particular, is the fulcrum to open up the medicinal material market in Maplewood City, and is also an important part of integrating the medicinal material business in the two major cities.
Lin Zhengli was naturally reluctant to let go of such a large piece of meat.
He was about to say something, but Lin Zhengren had already made the decision directly: "Okay."
"Then Jiang will take his leave first." Jiang Wang sheathed his sword and nodded to the Lin clan members: "Sorry for bothering you."
"Junior Brother Jiang, Lin has a piece of advice for you." Lin Zhengren said from behind him: "The road to practice is very long. You must walk slowly and don't get narrower as you go."
"No matter how strong I am, can I protect you for the rest of my life?"
Jiang Wang took out the gun, wrapped it carefully, closed the box, and carried it behind his back.
Then he turned around and said to Lin Zhengren: "I have learned a lesson."
The three brothers left in a hurry.
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ps: "If you regret not embarking on the path of spiritual practice, once the landslide collapses, you will end up in a dead end." Regarding Lin Zhenglun, what I want to show is the struggle and efforts of an ordinary person who has not chosen to practice spiritual practice in this extraordinary world. Just like the man who got the job because he ran out of money.
Like the Woodcutter with Ten Thousand Gold, they may have the opportunity to gain wealth through ability or luck, but can they keep it? And the resulting thoughts about the society and system of this extraordinary world. I don’t know how well this character is portrayed.
How about it? I’ll leave it to readers to comment.
This chapter has been completed!