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Chapter one hundred and fourteenth coming

"It's okay. The villa is running normally now. As long as there are no major problems, I won't have anything to worry about. Don't worry. ←," Lin Xin came back to his senses and smiled.

Xiao Lingling has a very good advantage, that is, if Lin Xin doesn't want to talk, then she will never ask, but will just smile and change the topic.

"Lingling."

"kindness?"

"Tell me, are there any monks who can control many different magical weapons by one person? I mean second-grade magical weapons and above." Lin Xin asked in a low voice.

Xiao Lingling is well-informed and has read more books than Lin Xin in these years. Because she cannot go out of the yard, the only pastime she enjoys there, besides playing chess, calligraphy and painting, is reading.

When she heard this question, she didn't ask in detail, she just thought about it.

"some"

"oh?"

"I have read from some sect books. Not to mention the other three major sects, our Songlin Sword Sect has a senior wielding sword formation. One person wields dozens or hundreds of swords, which are extremely sharp."

"A formation?" Lin Xin nodded, he also knew this.

"There is also the distraction of mind. It is said that there is a magic technique that can separate the minds of monks and control many magic weapons at the same time. Although each magic weapon is not as powerful as a single magic weapon, it is still very powerful if there are more of them.

"Xiao Lingling did not disappoint Lin Xin.

"There is another kind."

"More?" Lin Xin was surprised.

"Of course." Xiao Lingling smiled and said, "The last one is the way of demons. I heard that there was a real monk in history who used ghosts and resentful spirits as the core to drive thousands of magic weapons wherever he went.

, unrivaled, invincible. But it’s just a legend, I don’t know if it’s true.”

"Good Lingling, thank you for your advice." Lin Xin laughed, hugged her and kissed her.

Xiao Lingling immediately ran away in shame, and the two played around in the room for a while. Lin Xin then dressed and tidied up and left the bedroom.

As usual, he still practiced his sword in an orderly manner, practiced his internal skills, sipped tea, handled affairs and checked intelligence. The internal injuries he suffered from the scimitar noodle man earlier were healed quickly with the help of elixirs and self-recovery of internal skills.

It's almost done.

His powerful defensive skin allowed only a thin trace of spiritual energy to penetrate the opponent's body. Therefore, the injury was not very serious.

Having just finished handling his affairs, he walked out of the side hall, chatted with Zen Master Sanyuan and took a walk in the back garden.

Suddenly Gongsun Li hurriedly walked into the garden and quickly approached the two of them.

"Master! Something happened!" Gongsun Li looked solemn, and the first words he spoke shocked the two of them.

"What happened?" Lin Xin knew that he was not a joking person. If he said that, something serious must have happened. He put away the smile on his face and said solemnly.

"Brother Lin disappeared. He was robbed on his way back from the dam! According to the report from the inspection site, the government's head catcher sent the news, saying that it must be a top expert who took action!" Gongsun Li briefly introduced.

"Something happened to father?!" Lin Xin's heart sank. "Where did it happen?"

"On the road in front of Tiger Eye Gorge! Our people have already passed there first."

"Let's go! Go and have a look!"

Lin Xin said decisively.

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The sun sets in the west. The dim red sunlight shines on the loess mountains.

On the driveway in a depression on the hillside, there were more than ten corpses lying in random directions. They were all wearing the Lingxin Villa costumes in black embroidered with green thread.

A carriage almost fell apart and fell to the ground. The carriage was like a half-dismantled box with a lot of blood splattered on it.

The officials, all dressed in red, had surrounded the area to prevent others from approaching.

Some good-hearted people and people in the world who were passing by gathered in twos and threes outside, looking at the situation from a distance, and discussing the situation in low voices.

Soon Lin Xinyuan arrived quickly with the black and green linen clothing of Yixingshan Villa.

"Captain Chen, have you discovered anything new?" she asked anxiously, Chen Yong, the government captor who was still investigating.

Chen Yong is a famous detective in the nearby Qingzhu City. He has solved many difficult cases, but at this time, he was also frowning.

"The situation is actually very simple."

"Please let Mr. Chen make it clear." Lin Xinyuan said seriously.

"There are estimated to be two people coming. Judging from the footprints, they should be a man and a woman. The man should take action to kill everyone in the convoy within thirty breaths, and then take Master Lin away." Chen Yong caught the head.

He said in a low voice, "I can see that the other party's purpose is very clear, and his intentions are not sloppy at all. I'm afraid."

"Are they coming directly to my Lingxin Villa?" Lin Xinyuan helped him continue.

"Not bad" Chen Yong nodded.

In the past few years, the behemoth Lingxin Villa has been running rampant in Yuefu, and no one dares to say anything. Behind it is the Songlin Sword Sect, one of the four sects, which is the outer sect of the Immortal Sect. Someone actually dares to challenge the majesty of the Villa in Yuefu.

, I have to say that the other party is very courageous.

He couldn't even remember how many years this kind of big event had happened.

"It's so brave." Lin Xinyuan also felt that things were getting tricky.

"The person who dares to touch my villa is Mr. Lin. It seems that the other party's plan must be huge!"

Lin Xinyuan waved her hand, and a group of experts behind her stepped forward to carefully inspect the injuries on each corpse.

After a while, the horses from the Villa galloped one after another. The horses stopped, and the people on them turned over one after another. Among them, the person in the front was carrying five swords. He had a gloomy face and a majestic temperament. He was about thirty years old.

middle-aged man.

Behind him were Zen Master Sanyuan, Ou Yinghong and other famous masters of the villa.

"The owner of the village!"

"Master!!"

The experts from the surrounding villas saluted one after another, and Lin Xinyuan also bowed her hands in greeting.

"Brother, someone is deliberately targeting us!"

Lin Xin looked solemn and nodded.

"Hong'er, come and take a look."

Ou Yinghong nodded, stepped forward and began to wander around the scene, her little nose twitching as if she was smelling something.

Lin Xin signaled to the people around him to be quiet, and suddenly not only the officials, but also the crowd of people watching slowly became quiet.

"Does this person have a great reputation? Even people from the government give him face."

In the crowd, a chubby but short young beggar could not help but whisper.

"Silence!" An old beggar who was dragging him to watch the excitement was suddenly startled and said in a low voice.

"Why can't you say it?" the young beggar said with some dissatisfaction, but his voice was indeed lowered.

"That is the owner of Lingxin Mountain Villa in my Yuefu Realm. Lord Lin is the strongest suppressor in my entire Yuefu Realm. He has sent people to solve any troublesome and weird things over the years, and he has also worked with other places to solve them.

Every situation is different. Every time he sends people out in our Yuefu area, he can almost easily solve it."

"So awesome!" The little beggar also wandered here from other places. In the Song Dynasty, food production has been reduced year by year, and the locust plague has made people miserable. He also heard that Yuefu is relatively rich, safe and stable, so he followed Shang.

At the back of the team, they came all the way to Yuefu, mixed with tranquillizers.

"Exactly." A person from the Jianghu area also became interested, "Little beggar, you should have come from other realms, so I don't know. I have Lingxin Villa in Yuefu realm. There are no threats or dangers, and everyone can be safe and sound.

A stable farming life, getting married and having children, plagues and locust plagues were also supported by the villa's manpower. A lot of money was spent to help the common people treat illnesses and provide medicine and porridge for free. Therefore, our place has been booming in recent years and has become more and more prosperous.

."

"Yes, several new towns have been built in Yuefu Territory recently, and many outsiders have followed the caravans to come to our territory." Another person said.

"I think if the owner of the Villa hadn't been extremely wealthy and had his own way of making money, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do these good deeds."

"Yes, even if you want to do it in other places, you won't have such a waste of money and resources, that is our Yuefu."

"It is indeed our blessing that Master Lin can come to our Yuefu."

Everyone talked about the good weather in Yuefu in recent years and praised Lin Xin's benefits. The little beggar's eyes became brighter and brighter when he heard that. Suddenly he heard that there was a place where he could eat and drink for free.

"Can people eat and drink for free here?" He couldn't help but ask. "Is it true?!"

"Of course it's true. As long as you can pass the test there, you can eat, drink and live, and you can also practice literature and martial arts. It's all free! This is the Jirentang that is commonly set up by Lingxin Villa in Yuefu.

To give poor children and underappreciated talents a chance."

The little beggar's eyes lit up even more.

"Then do they accept some weird talents?" He asked hesitantly.

"Take it!" the man said casually, "What they typed is that as long as you can pass the test, no matter how weird or lonely you are, they will provide free food, drink and accommodation."

"So good." The little beggar was obviously tempted. He scratched his messy black hair, reached into his arms, and pinched something hard.

"Walk!'

At this time, the people at Lingxin Villa over there had completed the inspection, put all the bodies on stretchers, and quickly started to leave.

The little beggar looked from a distance and saw the strong, well-proportioned and majestic Master Lin, who was carrying five swords on his back. He was getting on a white horse, and a group of masters followed him, patting the horse and driving away.

"So majestic!" The little beggar stared at Lin Xin on the white horse with extremely envious eyes, "If I can be like this in the future, even if I die, it will be worth it."

"Let's go, let's go into the city quickly, otherwise the city gate will be closed and we will starve." The old beggar gave him a hand.

"Oh," the little beggar responded quickly, but his eyes were still staring enviously at the group of people from Lingxin Villa who were leaving.

"In my lifetime, Nan Shunqing, even if I can master my family's martial arts to the highest level, I will probably never reach that level." He was struggling in his heart.

"Maybe I can also join Lingxin Villa through Jirentang!"

As soon as this thought was born, it began to spread in his mind like a weed that cannot be burned out. (To be continued...)


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