On the endless golden grassland, countless wild grasses are like the mane of a lion, with ripples rising from time to time in the wind.
In the distance, the mountains are undulating and continuous, gray and black.
Between the wilderness grassland and the mountains is a transitional area that gradually changes from yellow to black. A person rides a brown-red horse and walks slowly through the grassland weeds.
The sound of horse hooves kept sounding. The man on the horse was dressed in white and carried a black sword on his back. He looked about thirty years old and had a mustache on his lips. He looked steady and solemn.
"After passing this grassland, you will enter the Yuefu territory."
The person on the horse was Lin Xin, who had just left the sect. He did not bring any entourage, but was riding alone, carrying dry food, drinking water and baggage. When he was resting on the road these days, he began to think about Xin Xin.
The formation and the materials needed for the formation were only part of the sect, and some needed to be searched separately. For this reason, he had to leave alone, and planned to visit the black market on the way back to buy some needed materials.
"To the left is the direction of the black market. We have to speed up." He took out a disguise mask from his arms. This was obtained from killing people in the trial cave. After so many years, he is still using it. It has first-class practicality. Many times he
Relying on this mask and the hiding circle, you can safely enter and leave the black market without being identified.
As the horse moved forward, he was about to turn the horse's head to the left when he suddenly saw a black-robed Taoist standing in front of him in the grass about half a man's height. The Taoist's eyes looked this way and fell straight on his
face.
"Master Nephew Lin, you're fine." The man had a hideous scar on his face, like a centipede crawling on his left cheek. He looked at Lin Xin with a hint of evil intent.
Lin Xin's heart trembled.
"It turns out to be senior brother Huang Songzi." After he was promoted to a formal disciple, he called Huang Songzi, who was also a formal disciple. Naturally, he could also use senior brother instead.
"Senior brother is standing here alone. Could it be that he came specially to wait for me?" He looked around, but didn't see anyone else.
Huang Songzi hadn’t seen him for many years. I heard that he just came back from Zhenmo Cliff a while ago and was injured in the sect to recuperate. I didn’t expect that he would come to see me just now. The injury on his face was obviously not serious.
Lin Xin didn't believe that the other party came to hang out at the border because he was bored and had nothing to do.
Huang Songzi grinned.
"I didn't expect to see you for so many years, my nephew, no, junior brother. Junior brother, your cultivation has become more and more exquisite, and you are still on the seventh level."
"Senior brother, you can speak directly if you have anything to say." Lin Xin said calmly. The other party is a master who has at least the eighth level of Qi training. If we really want to fight, he is not his opponent. But he does not believe that the other party will attack like this.
Huangsongzi made two hey sounds.
"Junior brother is so refreshing." He walked forward slowly. "I heard that junior brother is superb in the formation and talismans and built his own Lingxin Villa. Every year, he can provide the sect with hundreds of transparent talisman swords and save a lot of unnecessary money for the sect.
The loss. Therefore, the elders of the sect ordered me to wait for my junior brother here."
"What are you waiting for me to do?" Lin Xin's heart sank slightly.
"Of course we are discussing how to increase the production of talisman swords." Huang Songzi smiled, "In recent years, Lingxin Villa has become a prosperous party. It not only has enough energy to serve the sect, but also has enough energy to support the disciples of the villa who are sent to the sect. See
Come on, junior brother’s output can still be mentioned again.”
Lin Xin looked at each other.
"The production of Talisman Sword has reached its limit. There is nothing I can do about it if there are more. I don't dare to deceive you about this."
"It doesn't matter." Huang Songzi smiled, "The elder of the sect asked me to tell you that he can provide auxiliary craftsmen who make talisman, as well as raw materials, etc. Junior brother can provide talisman swords for the sect alone. After all, I am not strong enough.
The elder said that for the sake of the stability of the sect's rear, he is willing to help you, junior brother, increase your production for free."
"Oh?" Lin Xin's heart sank, knowing what the other party meant. "Junior brother admires that elder for working so hard for the sect."
"Of course, as an elder, some things may not matter, but I, a junior, have to fight for them. What I mean is that in the future, it is best to supply the talisman swords of the villa to my elders first. As for the price, naturally it does not matter.
I will treat you badly." Huang Songzi Tuqian saw clearly and directly stated his intention.
Lin Xin's eyes turned slightly cold.
This is to monopolize the talisman sword business in his villa. What's the price? I won't treat you badly. Who would believe it? When the time comes, who can he talk to about a price that is barely as low as it can get any lower?
"Fu Jian's business also includes a share from the elders of my formation hall. I can't make the decision alone. I need to ask for instructions." The first thing Lin Xin thought of was Granny Yu, who would take the initiative to give gifts to her every year at the villa.
The last generous gift was given to Granny Yu as compensation for protecting the Talisman Sword business in the Villa. The Villa has been quiet for so many years because Granny Yu is her backing.
Now Huang Songzi suddenly appeared and actually dared to reach out to his face to intervene in the Talisman Sword business. These people offered him some materials and manpower just to take advantage of the profits from his hard work in making the Talisman.
How much are manual materials worth?
Lin Xin sneered in his heart, but he was more worried about his mother-in-law.
"There is no need to ask for instructions. A few days ago, my mother-in-law fought against the elders of the Suzaku Holy Court at Zhenmo Cliff, and unfortunately they both died together." Huang Songzi sighed, with a sad look on his face. But he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.
"Grandma Yu is dead?!" Lin Xin had no idea that Grandma Yu, who was in the Foundation Establishment stage, would actually die! "No way!" His voice suddenly rose, and his breath became a little unnatural.
"Mother-in-law Yu is a master of foundation building, how could she do it so easily?"
"That's the truth. I was there at the time and saw with my own eyes the two Holy Court elders attacking from behind. In order to cover everyone's departure, Elder Yu tried his best to delay." When Huang Songzi said this, he also let out a long sigh.
"Okay, Junior Brother Lin, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. Let's tell the truth. If Elder Yu hadn't blocked your way of deliberately reducing the output of your villa, someone would have made trouble. Now. Now
When Elder Yu passed away, the sect meant that you must increase production."
Lin Xin was silent. Huang Songzi was completely embarrassed.
"Every year, one thousand talisman swords must be handed over to the sect. In addition, the sect will receive 80% of the income from your talisman swords!" Huang Songzi said calmly.
"Eighty percent!?" Lin Xin's eyes narrowed even more. "Brother, are you sure you are not joking?"
"This is not a joke, nor is it a request or discussion. This is an order." Huang Songzi's face became calm, "I have made you money for so long, you should be satisfied, and the sect has trained you for so long, and you should repay it.
It’s time.”
Lin Xin was so angry that he laughed instead.
"Senior brother, you are forcing things on others."
"Originally, the sect intended for you to stay at the headquarters and concentrate on refining talisman swords for the sect. However, with the help of my elder, you got the opportunity to stay at Lingxin Villa. Otherwise, they originally planned to change
He went to Lingxin Villa alone to act as a suppressor." Huang Songzi said slowly, "Do you understand what I mean?"
Lin Xin took a deep breath. He knew that if he didn't agree, not only would the villa change its owner, but he himself would also be forced to stay at the headquarters by the sect and become a talisman craftsman who specializes in making talisman swords. He might even have it for the rest of his life.
You may not be allowed to leave the sect.
He also knew the experiences of those Talisman Makers. The more precious the Talisman Makers were, the more closely they were controlled and monitored.
"I understand." He tried hard to suppress the anger and murderous intention in his heart. He understood that if he had to take action, let alone whether he could beat Huang Songzi, even if he killed him, there would be more senior members of the sect later.
More and stronger masters take action, and he can leave, but the villa can't, his parents can't, Lingling can't have friends and senior brothers with him, nor can he.
"Junior brother is a smart man," Huang Songzi said with satisfaction, "You don't have to worry about me taking a cut of this matter. Someone else will contact you later. You can just talk to him in detail at that time."
Lin Xin clenched his fists and nodded slowly.
Huang Songzi raised his hand and threw him something.
"This is a talisman that only one of us has. From now on, you will be the deacon of my sword hall. Don't worry, as long as you work hard, my teacher will not treat you badly."
Lin Xin could only reluctantly say yes. After catching the talisman, he had roughly guessed who was behind Huang Songzi.
Obviously the other party dared to threaten him so blatantly. He already had an absolute advantage in the sect.
"Senior brother!" Suddenly he called to Huang Songzi who was about to leave.
"Junior brother, is there anything else?" After completing the task, Huang Songzi turned around with a very good attitude.
"Elder Yu, I remember that she still has family members. How is the situation now?" Lin Xin asked in a deep voice.
"After the incident, something unexpected happened to Elder Yu's family. A demonic man sneaked in secretly and killed twenty-three people in a row. Then a fire burned the residence completely. Alas, when the elder of my sect went there, it was already
It's a pity it's a step too late." Although he spoke regretfully, there was a hint of sadness in his tone, which made Lin Xin's heart sink.
What kind of demons and monsters, what kind of sneaking in secretly, everything is just an excuse!
This is a great purge of the sect, and this is the fate of those who resist! This is a naked demonstration against him!
"Junior brother, do you have anything else to ask?" Huang Songzi looked at Lin Xin intently.
"Senior brother, let's go slowly." Lin Xin tried to keep his voice calm.
Lin Xin rode his horse and watched him leave quietly until he completely disappeared from the end of the field of vision.
"drive!"
He slapped the horse's butt, turned the horse's head, and galloped away in the direction of Granny Yu's family.
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A few days later.
Wansong City in the Song Dynasty.
A large mansion on the outskirts of the city had been burned into charred ruins, and the surrounding area was deserted, with not even a single person attending the funeral.
Lin Xin led the horse and walked alone in the charred courtyard. The originally gorgeous and spacious garden courtyard was now full of traces of the raging fire. The ground was scorched black.
There were still some burnt clothes and black ashes inside, and all the bodies were missing, so they had obviously been disposed of long ago.
Lin Xin held back his grief and walked in the yard, trying to find any traces of the murderer. But after walking around, he couldn't find any problems. The other party's work was too clean.
After leaving the Yu Mansion, he looked up and saw that the bustling people passing by on the street were still living as usual, as if the fire in the yard had not affected them at all.
After finding nothing, he took the horse, bought some dry food and water, and slowly left the city.
Following the carriage road out of the city, he looked up at the endless grassland around him, feeling extremely empty. Granny Yu always thought that she was a very strict teacher to him, and even if he lost his potential later, she did not completely ignore him.
But he still takes care of the villa. After so many years, he also understands that Granny Yu is not the kind of person who values property. It is not because of the generous gift he gives every year that she protects him from the wind and rain. However, he did not expect that she would change her mind so soon after she went out last time.
He passed away.
As I was walking, I suddenly bumped into an unkempt little beggar.
"Sir, please do me a favor and give me something to eat."
The little beggar stared at Lin Xin with his shining eyes, holding a broken tile bowl in his hand.
Lin Xin threw out a few coins and was about to leave when he suddenly noticed that the little beggar's clothes were completely different from the tattered clothes outside.
He glanced at the little beggar's neck again. Although it was dirty, he could vaguely see a hint of whiteness and delicacy.
"Okay, okay, hurry up and leave. I'm not in the mood to pay attention to you." He felt nervous and waved his hand pretending to be impatient.
The little beggar's eyes were a little red, but he still tried to hold it back, blinked, and ran away.
Lin Xin led the horse forward for a short distance, feeling vaguely that Ruoyouruowu's gaze was no longer on his body. He tied the horse casually to the side of the road, picked up the baggage and hurried back.
Soon, at a corner outside the city wall of Wansong City, he found the little beggar who had just been begging.
"Uncle!" When the little beggar saw him, he couldn't bear it anymore and threw himself into his arms and cried loudly.
"Are you Xiaodou?!" Lin Xin was initially a little confused by the voice, but now he was even more sure that this little beggar was the surviving child of the Yu family. (To be continued.)