"The old rules of the world!" An Ying shouted quickly. After speaking, she looked at Lin Xin a little uneasily.
Lin Xin was also completely inexperienced. He nodded to her and told her to handle it by herself. Most of the memories left in his mind were that those who came to play but failed had to leave compensation. But it was the first time he encountered this situation, and his heart
I was so nervous while playing the drums that I had no choice but to let An Ying take full responsibility.
Finally, Huo Hengdao left all his weapons and more than ten taels of silver with him before retreating.
This is a large amount of money. Lin Xin converted it according to the prices in his memory. The silver is almost equivalent to more than 10,000 yuan. The weapons are also ridiculously expensive. Although there are only three knives in total, each knife costs no less than 7 yuan.
Eight thousand yuan. Especially in an environment where weapons are controlled by the sect and the government, they have a price but no market. The total income is more than thirty thousand yuan.
After Huo Hengdao exited and An Ying put away her sword, Lin Xin felt relieved. At this time, Lu Yu ran out of the room and began to collect the weapons and silver on the ground. Lu Yun also offered a bucket of water to start.
Clean up the blood stains on the ground.
Lin Xin looked at An Ying with an innocent look on her face. This guy was illiterate and had little education. Although his mind was better than that of the Lu Yun brothers and sisters, it was still limited. Looking at the unconcealed admiration on her face, he knew that this guy had a crush on him.
Lin Xinru's identity has long been rooted in love.
Lin Xinru was born in a wealthy businessman's family. She had been literate and educated since she was a child. Besides her good looks, she managed the Taoist gym fairly well and had no worries about food and clothing. In this era when education and literacy were very luxurious, she was a truly high-level talent.
In addition, he looks pretty good and his family is rich. In modern terms, he is a standard tall, rich and handsome man, with a high degree of education!
"Alas..." Thinking of what the old man said to him before his death, and now that he was in charge of this gym, Lin Xin suddenly lost all fear of the sword shining brightly in An Ying's hand and let out a long sigh.
"Take care of yourself. Are there any injuries?" he asked.
An Ying's face suddenly turned red and she started to squirm a little.
"It hurts a little bit..."
"Where is it? Let me show you." Lin Xin, who is half a medical major, exhaled and walked up to show her.
"This..." An Ying's face turned redder.
"Where is it?" Lin Xin was speechless. But after looking at the strange look in Lu Yulu Yun's eyes, he suddenly remembered that this world was not the same as before, and the line of defense between men and women was much greater. His actions like this
Obviously something out of place.
Even if the children of Jianghu were more relaxed, it would be a bit outrageous to be so unscrupulous.
"It's the legs..." An Ying lowered her head and spoke like a gnat, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother..."
"Where is your leg injured?" But now that he had spoken, his cheeks were slightly red, so he simply persisted.
An Ying turned around silently, and sure enough, there was an obvious stab wound on the back of her thigh. The strange thing was that the wound was very thin, and not much blood came out.
"Alas..." Lin Xin sighed again. Suddenly he felt that he had adapted to life in this world.
"Lu Yu is going to get some medicine and apply it on her." This was the only way he could arrange it.
"Medicine...the medicine is gone, so I have to go down the mountain to buy it..." Lu Yu replied softly.
Lin Xin then remembered that the medical technology in this era was very poor. Many medicines were not effective and could only be used immediately. Some commonly used trauma medicines were very expensive. Because there were no assembly lines for mass production, the cost was very high.
high.
Usually he would go down the mountain to get these things, but now... he is no longer the original Lin Xinru, but Lin Xin. How can he go back and see his parents here again?
"Let's wait for now..." Lin Xin also roughly recognized several herbs that can treat trauma, as well as anti-inflammatory drugs such as dandelion.
After a lot of work, he went to the mountain to pick some herbs that he could identify, mashed them and applied them to An Ying.
Lu Yun made a fire to cook as usual, An Ying went back to the house to practice, and Lin Xin had nothing to do.
He found a place to sit down and looked at the already dark sky, feeling confused for a while.
He came to this place out of nowhere and didn't know what he should do.
Sitting at the door of the gym, he looked at the gray stone steps extending all the way below, and just wanted to sit quietly and have a good rest.
Snapped.
He slapped himself on the neck, and a blood-red mosquito about the size of a coin fell from the palm of his hand. The mosquito had been beaten into a piece of paper by him, and all the blood inside was squeezed out.
There were blood spots on his neck, which felt a little wet.
"Hiss... such a big mosquito..." Lin Xin was speechless, feeling that his neck was already a little swollen.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw a dark figure vaguely appearing on the stone steps, running towards the gym at a fast speed.
The black shadow took a few steps along the stone steps. It seemed to move calmly, but it was very fast. It was only within the field of vision just now, and in a few blinks it reached the gate of the gym.
The person who came was suddenly a bearded middle-aged man dressed in black. He wore a short sword on his waist and had the word "Lin" embroidered on his chest. He was strong and looked extremely tough.
"Young Master? Why are you sitting here?" When the man saw Lin Xin, he was a little stunned.
"Are you...Uncle Lin Hao?" Lin Xinru quickly found the corresponding person from his memory.
Lin Hao, one of the three strongest martial arts guards in the Lin family, is well-known in several cities around for his short sword kung fu, and is one of the masters recruited by the Lin family.
The Lin family is a well-known family in the neighborhood. There are many children in the family. Naturally, they also have a force to protect the family property. It is much stronger than the Red Pine Clan. The guard team alone has hundreds of people.
They are all capable soldiers, and only a dozen or so of them can prevent a young master like An Ying from escaping.
And this is only a very weak force of the Lin family.
As a wealthy businessman, Lin Xinru's father Lin Zhiwen is known to everyone in the entire Red Pine City.
Lin Hao ran up the mountain at this moment, obviously not looking for trouble.
This is not good news for Lin Xin. You must know that Lin Xinru escaped up the mountain in the past just to avoid family arrangements.
"Uncle Hao, what are you doing here?" Lin Xinru stood up, regardless of the mud on her butt, patted it directly, and asked in a calm tone. She completely copied Lin Xinru's tone from before.
Lin Hao breathed out.
"Master asked me to tell you, we have been making trouble for long enough. It's time to go home."
He glanced at the dilapidated door number of the Red Pine Gym.
"What's the use of hiding in such a dilapidated little gym? Sooner or later you have to go back to the Lin family and inherit the master's family business."
"Whether I go back or not is my business. It's none of the old man's business." Lin Xin snorted.
Dad Lin Zhiwen, as a rich man, naturally looked down upon the dilapidated Hongsongmen which was about to close down.
But he remembered that every time he went back, among the children in the family, he was the eldest brother who was not doing his job. The other brothers and sisters had already started to manage the family's accounts and people, creating income and profits, but he still asked for money from his family.
Never be frugal in spending.
Thinking of this, he added another sentence.
"Aren't I here to learn martial arts?"
"There are many human teachers in the Xuewu family. Although Taoist Master Hongsong is not weak, he is about the same as your second uncle. There is no need to come here to endure hardship." Lin Hao said, looking at Lin Xinru who didn't care at all, he just said
I'm too lazy to say more. Anyway, I've said this too much and it's no longer useful.
"Forget it, I'm here to inform you that people from the Shu family have been visiting recently, and I may have to be busy for a while to entertain a few distinguished guests. It's not peaceful recently, and the family is short of manpower, so I want you to go down the mountain as little as possible."
"I see."
"Okay, here's this month's regular money." Lin Hao took a small black baggage from behind and handed it to Lin Xin.
Lin Xin took it and found a heavy amount of copper coins and broken silver inside.
"Don't worry, there are few people on the mountain, there is little oil and water, and with the junior sister here, even if there are robbers, they won't take a fancy to you." He replied casually.
Lin Hao nodded, but his expression was a little heavy.
"Young master, please be careful. Someone may be targeting our Lin family recently. This time, the master invited experts from the Shu family to help with boxing just for this purpose." He lowered his voice.
Lin Xin's heart felt a little cold. When he saw Lin Hao turned around and left after saying these words, his movements were light and agile, he couldn't help but feel a little envious. He was also slightly wary, this environment is not as safe as imagined...
If An Ying wasn't around...
The family doesn't think highly of Hongsongmen, so naturally he is looked down upon when he learns martial arts here.
Seeing Lin Hao quickly move away, he sat there for a while before turning around and walking into the mountain gate.
There was no one in the yard, and there were faint voices coming from the kitchen. It seemed that the Lu Yun brothers and sisters were dealing with something.
The oil lamp in An Ying's room was bright and flickering, as if she was studying seriously.
Although Hongsongmen's Xiao Guiyuan Kung Fu is only the most common technique, not everyone can practice it. It requires a certain qualification and physical fitness to practice it.
Shaking his head, Lin Xin walked towards his room. Thinking of the previous visit to Hengdaomen, and the news he heard today, he felt more and more unsafe in this world.
"You must learn some self-defense skills." He had an idea in his mind.
"This body itself has some foundation in swordsmanship. It should have some effect after recovering."
Thinking about something in his mind, he recalled the pamphlet that Master Cheap gave him before he died.
"Is it some magical secret skill?" He had actually been a little envious of his junior sister's Little Guiyuan Gong. Except for his junior sister, he and his brother and sister Lu Yun were not able to practice it. It seemed that their physiques were inconsistent.
He has tried several times these days because of his curiosity about qigong, but all failed.
Thinking back to that pamphlet today, he suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.
"Go back and take a look. Maybe there are some secrets hidden in it."
When he returned to the room, he looked around to make sure there was no one around, and then listened carefully to the noise outside to make sure no one was approaching.
Then he got under the bed where he slept. There was a secret door on the wall inside the bed. He gently pried it open. Inside was the yellow booklet and some broken silver.
Taking out the pamphlet, Lin Xin climbed out from under the bed backwards.
Snapped.
Suddenly a hand slapped him hard on the shoulder.
"who!!"
Lin Xin was startled, turned around suddenly, and saw a tall figure standing behind him, looking at him with a sneer.
"After waiting for so many days, are you finally willing to show off your secret skills?" The figure's voice was filled with chillness.