Young people always have an immature mentality and can only see the good points but not the bad points.
And as long as you see the wonderful things and fantasize about something even better, the itch in your heart will be unstoppable.
Ever since his father Cui Xiangli said that he could win against Lin Ye, Cui Jinglin felt that this matter was promising.
Lin Ye is now famous, and no one among the younger generation in Yunzhou City can overshadow him.
What if you can do it yourself?
Every time he thought about this, Cui Jinglin felt as if he was already standing on a high place, receiving cheers from everyone.
Someone said to him, what you see now is the brilliance of teenagers, but when you are older in the future, what you see is the brilliance of the whole world.
If he wins Lin Ye, he won't get the brilliance of the whole world, but at least the brilliance of these teenagers can let him shine in Yunzhou.
But he also thought, what if he loses?
Although his father said that losing to someone like Lin Ye, who was already famous all over Yunzhou City, was not a shame, he still felt that it was best not to be embarrassed.
So, he began to find some crooked ways.
When he was seven or eight years old, his father Cui Xiangli told him that light and darkness are relative and not contradictory.
The more radiant a person is on the surface, the heavier the shadow beneath his feet and the more things hidden in the shadow.
It stands to reason that the Cui family not only has a large amount of business on the surface, making an enviable amount of money every day, but also has more shady properties secretly, which is much more profitable than the business on the surface.
For this crooked thing, he only needs to give an order, and there will be many people willing to accept his reward.
But he didn't dare because he couldn't let his father know about it.
Someone had told him that his father must not know, otherwise the matter would become complicated.
At the time, many of the businesses of Prime Minister Niu Qin were run by the Cui family. It was precisely because of this that Jin Shengchang took a page off the account book.
If the Cui family is protected, Jin Shengchang will have countless sources of money.
So even though Cui Jinglin is young, he knows a lot about the secret passage.
He knew who could help him unknowingly during the competition.
The dilapidation of this courtyard made Cui Jinglin feel a little uncomfortable. Looking at this courtyard, it was as if he had seen all the suffering in the world.
He was used to living in high-end mansions and eating delicacies from the mountains and seas. Everything in this courtyard made him feel sick, especially the smell of medicine that hit his nose as soon as he entered the door.
But the people who live in such a dilapidated courtyard are famous in the underground world of Yunzhou City.
"Are you Mr. Qian?"
Cui Jinglin asked.
Even when he was being polite, he still frowned, because he not only smelled the smell of medicine, but also vaguely smelled the smell of the old man's body that seemed to be about to decay.
Old Man Qian looked back lazily: "Excuse me, what does this young master want from me?"
Cui Jinglin signaled his subordinates to guard the door and not allow others to come in. After all, this matter was not glorious.
"Mr. Qian, I want to buy some medicine from you."
After hearing what Cui Jinglin said, Old Man Qian looked at Cui Jinglin's face again, and there was an expression of sudden realization on his face.
He casually grabbed a pack of medicine from the shelf and threw it on the counter: "This is fierce. Wait two minutes after taking it. It is guaranteed to be effective. If it is invalid, you will get a refund. If you can't fight for an hour, you will destroy my house."
Okay, even a woman who can embrace all kinds of things will still be conquered by you."
I said this more than once, and it came out as soon as I opened my mouth, but no matter how I heard it, it seemed perfunctory.
After all, people come to him every now and then to buy this medicine. Of course, these are recommendations only made by trustworthy friends.
Cui Jinglin said: "Mr. Qian misunderstood, I don't need this kind of thing, I just want..."
Old Man Qian said: "Well, I understand. Eight of the ten people who came to buy medicine from me said they didn't need it. It's not for men, right?"
He grabbed another pack of medicine and threw it on the counter: "This is for women. It will take effect in just a moment after taking it. A woman with an iron wall will also be able to embrace all rivers."
Cui Jinglin frowned: "I don't want this either."
He took off his money bag and put it on the table: "I heard that Mr. Qian can do anything by dispensing medicines. I want to buy some medicines that make people unable to win in fights."
Old Man Qian looked at the money bag and then at Cui Jinglin.
"Young master, at your age, you shouldn't care about winning or losing in the competition."
Old Man Qian pushed the bag back: "Besides, I won't touch this matter of spiritual practice. This is my rule, so you can compete based on your ability."
Cui Jinglin took out another banknote from his arms: "I will add another five hundred taels, which will be enough for you to live happily for a few years."
Old Man Qian: "I want to know who the young master wants to fight?"
Cui Jinglin: "You don't need to know."
Old Man Qian: "Then go and ask elsewhere. I don't have it here."
Cui Jinglin turned around and waved: "Close the door."
Six or seven of his men came in, closed the courtyard door of Old Man Qian's house, and put the blocking wood in place.
"Old man."
A subordinate came forward: "I know you can do anything. If you do this kind of thing and earn this kind of money, don't even think about setting up a chastity memorial arch. My young master will give you face, so you have to take it."
, if you don’t know how to praise, you won’t have any good fruit to eat.”
Old Man Qian smiled and said: "People in the martial arts world, whether they are in the third or ninth class, they all know how to avoid touching doctors."
The man stepped forward and slapped Old Man Qian directly in the face.
With a snap, old man Qian saw blood at the corner of his mouth.
Cui Jinglin said: "Mr. Qian, let's do this."
He took out another banknote: "I will add another five hundred taels, and you will prepare the medicine and give it to me. I will not come back again, and I will ensure that no one will trouble you in the future. And I only need to say a word, and the entire Yunzhou City will
People in the underworld will also give you some face."
Old Man Qian wiped the corners of his mouth with his dirty sleeves.
Sighed again.
He said: "A few decades ago, I still had a very bad temper. Twenty years ago..."
Snapped!
Cui Jinglin's men slapped him again, this time so hard that the old man's nose bled.
"Blow you - what the hell are you blowing, don't do it to your face."
The man grabbed old Qian's clothes and said, "I'll say it again, listen to my young master, or you will be buried today."
Old Man Qian thought, at his age, he could still be beaten and bleed, and there was still blood to flow... It was really a good thing.
Others don't understand him, but he understands himself.
He asked: "The opponent you want to fight must be far stronger than you, right?"
Old Man Qian put on a smile: "So I don't know how strong the medicine should be? I asked the young master who his opponent is because I want to know the dosage required to prepare the medicine. If the medicine is too strong and someone dies, that's not good."
Cui Jinglin said: "If you had spoken properly just now, why would you have been beaten?"
He said: "The opponent I want to fight is not at a high level, but his martial arts skills are extremely strong and his speed is extremely fast. With his physical body alone, he has power that is close to the distance level."
Old Man Qian raised his eyebrows slightly.
He asked again: "Then how old are you?"
Cui Jinglin: "She is about the same age as me."
Old Man Qian understood.
He turned around and walked to the shelf, taking the medicines one by one. While taking them, he asked, "What the young master wants is only to make him weak, right?"
Cui Jinglin stepped forward and lowered his voice: "Mr. Qian, is there a... medicine that he could not exert any force during the competition after taking it, but would be poisoned and die afterward? How many more drugs should he take?
It is better to die without causing trouble than to die by poisoning, but it is better not to be found out that it is poisoning."
He straightened up: "It looks like he died of illness, that kind of... violent illness."
Old Man Qian fell silent.
The man who beat him before came forward again and grabbed his hair: "Old man, the young master is asking you a question!"
Old Man Qian nodded: "Yes."
Cui Jinglin: "Then you can match it and move faster. I don't feel comfortable in your place. I have a headache from the smoke."
Old Man Qian sighed: "Actually, it's just a competition, you don't have to take someone's life. Especially at the young master's age, a good life has just begun. There are many scenery on the road ahead that I haven't seen yet, so I have to be merciful."
, it’s also good for yourself.”
Cui Jinglin: "I don't want to either, but some people do."
He was telling the truth. If not, Cui Jinglin would not have personally come to a place like this to look for medicine from such a dirty old man.
The man told Cui Jinglin that Lin Ye must die. If he found a way to get rid of Lin Ye, his path would be arranged steadily in the future.
If he wants to be an official, he will be dressed in royal robes. If he wants to join the army, he will wear a helmet and carry armor.
The man didn't look for his father, he looked for him directly.
Of course, this person also gave a reason. Because Cui Xiangli was old, he might not dare to take action. After all, there was a princess behind Lin Ye.
But young people should not be afraid of these things for their own future. Older people no longer have the courage to seek wealth and wealth in danger.
Only young people are unstoppable, and young people are determined to move forward.
The reason why Cui Jinglin believed in that person was because that person's words had more weight than Fuzhi Jin Shengchang's words.
This person has an identity that Cui Jinglin must trust.
At this moment, there was a hint of compassion on Cui Jinglin's face: "Mr. Qian is right. At my age, I should not be involved in life and death, nor should I gamble."
His tone changed: "But when it comes time to gamble, then bet big. So if someone dies, just die."
Old Man Qian put the prepared medicine on the table: "Sir, I would like to give you one more advice. Once you use this medicine once, you will change."
"Ha ha ha ha......"
Cui Jinglin laughed: "Mr. Qian has a good heart. I accept your words and I will treat you better."
He signaled to his men to get the medicine, then took back the money bag and banknotes. He turned around and walked out with his hands behind his back: "Be quick with your hands and feet when sending the old man off, so as not to let him suffer."
Six or seven of Cui Jinglin's men entered the house immediately, as if they did not dare to let their young master see the bloody scene, so someone turned around and closed the door.
Cui Jinglin stood in the yard and looked up at the sky, covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.
It really stinks here.
People living here are already miserable, but people dying here... are really even worse.