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On September 11, 669 in the Great Cloud Calendar, the morning sun was rising. Voices of people and barking of dogs could be heard from a distance. Lin Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, his black and white eyes flashed, and he stared upward.
On the beam, there was a spider spinning its web.
"Are you there?" Lin Xiao asked in a low voice.
"Come out and talk about half a penny." After a few breaths, Lin Xiao said again: "Otherwise, one penny is fine."
However, there was still no response. Lin Xiao was the only one in the whole room.
"Is it a hallucination?" Lin Xiao was shocked and confused. Before he fell into coma, he vaguely heard sounds like "cultivation sequence" and "startup", and thought it was the golden finger that had arrived.
Standing up, Lin Xiao subconsciously rubbed his chin and frowned slightly: "Why did I pass out yesterday? According to the rule of fainting once in a quarter, I had already passed out last month in this quarter, and it should be around the same time in the next quarter.
Will fall into coma again."
I can't figure it out.
Coma without any sign is a long-standing problem for Lin Xiao. He has been like this since he was a child. His adoptive parents also took Lin Xiao to see a doctor. After some examination, the doctor said that Lin Xiao was suffering from brain disease and would not live to be fifteen years old. His illness was serious.
He went to the doctor and found a fortune teller, who told him that his fortune was too hard and that he had to change his name to Wu Ming.
Lin Wuming!
My life is gone, but I won’t die?
It's useless for Lin Xiao to have any opinions, he can only accept it reluctantly, but he usually separates the names Lin Xiao and Lin Wuming and uses them on different occasions. He doesn't know whether it's the doctor who is talking nonsense or the fortune teller who has the ability.
Eighteen years old.
There is a coma once in a quarter, and the time of coma in each quarter is usually in the middle of the middle month. Lin Xiao has already caught the pattern.
Who would have thought that when I took someone to collect the money last night, I would fall into coma again.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiao quickly got out of bed, made the bed in twos and twos, folded the quilt neatly, quickly put on his clothes, straightened them out, pushed open the wooden door of the bedroom, walked to the pool in the yard, rinsed his mouth, and wiped it with a coarse cloth
Brush your teeth with wet salt, wash your face, and finally smooth your short hair.
As long as conditions permit, Lin Xiao will take care of himself. He believes that this is a kind of respect for himself.
"Brother, you're awake." A relieved voice came from behind: "You fainted again last night and scared me."
This is a young man of about twelve or thirteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His name is Zhou Zheng. Although he and Lin Xiao are not related by blood, they are better than biological brothers because Zhou Zheng was born to adoptive parents.
Lin Xiao would fall into a coma once a year. Every time he fell into a coma, he would be fine after sleeping, so Zhou Zheng was not too worried.
"It's okay." Lin Xiao smiled: "Are you hungry? I'll make breakfast."
"Brother, let me do it, you practice." Zhou Zheng said in a tone of leaving everything to me: "I will also let you have a taste of my skills."
"Okay, then I'll wait." Lin Xiao was startled, then smiled.
Lin Xiao is usually responsible for all three meals and rarely lets Zhou Zheng take action.
Lin Xiao moves his muscles and bones, holds his breath and concentrates, his legs are parallel and slightly wider than the shoulders, he sits on the horse with his waist lowered, his chest drawn up and his back lifted, and his energy is strong, which is exactly the way to sit on the horse post.
Two quarters of an hour later, Lin Xiao took out his sword and practiced basic swordsmanship.
"Dang, dang, dang, Zhou's egg and vegetable noodles are here, brother, come and try my cooking." Zhou Zheng held a bowl in each hand, steaming with steam, and his face was filled with anticipation.
"Ah Zheng, others cost money to cook noodles, but it costs your life to cook noodles." Lin Xiao sighed after taking a bite.
"Brother, I always feel that you are not complimenting me." Zhou Zheng was startled and muttered.
"Your intuition is right." Lin Xiao said sternly: "I am indeed not praising you."
"Brother." Zhou Zheng's face darkened, he grunted and ignored Lin Xiao. He buried his head in picking at the food, only to take a bite and his face wrinkled up.
The noodles were overcooked and tasted bad, the vegetables were overcooked, and the soup was salty and bitter.
"Azheng, I will teach you another lesson today. You have to finish the cooked noodles you made an appointment with tears in your eyes." Lin Xiao took two bites of the noodles without changing his expression, and then put the remaining noodles into Zhou Zheng's bowl.
Li: "It's time for you to grow. Eat more. Remember to go to school after eating."
One of the characteristics of this child, Ah Zheng, is that he can only eat anything, no matter how unpalatable it is, he can still swallow it.
"Brother, I...I don't want to go to school anymore." Zhou Zheng hesitated for a few times before he mustered up the courage to say. After speaking, he looked at Lin Xiao timidly.
"What are you going to do if you don't go to school?" Lin Xiao asked in a serious tone with a straight face.
"I want to join a gang with you." Zhou Zheng said loudly.
"No." Lin Xiao's expression suddenly changed, and he let out a low roar, which frightened Zhou Zheng's expression: "Azheng, you must listen, and remember my words firmly in your mind. You must never join a gang.
, Never join a gang, Never join a gang."
"Remember, go to school and study hard. If you can be a teacher in the future, you will be respected and have enough food and clothing." Lin Xiao slowed down his voice, but every word became heavier and more powerful: "When I save enough money, I will give it to you.
Go to the county academy to study, and maybe in the future you will be able to get a degree and work as an official, and then I will follow your lead."
"Remember, don't be late." Lin Xiao strode towards the courtyard gate with a meter-long sword in its scabbard. He paused and turned to look at Zhou Zheng. His eyes were a bit dangerous and his tone was a bit sharp: "
Don't even think about skipping school, otherwise...the consequences will be serious...very serious."
"I know, brother." Zhou Zheng nodded quickly with a strong desire to survive. Looking at Lin Xiao's back as he stepped out of the courtyard, there was a bit of worry on his face.
…
Outside the house, Lin Xiao let out a heavy breath, his face was indifferent, his eyes were sharp, and he kept strangers away, which seemed more intimidating.
Carrying the iron sword, Lin Xiao strode forward as fast as the wind. When people passing by saw Lin Xiao, they would subconsciously avoid him and did not dare to look directly at him. Only when Lin Xiao was far away did they heave a sigh of relief.
"It's so scary."
"I heard that Lin Wuming was frightened and fainted last night when he took someone to the martial arts gym to collect the bill."
"Really?"
"Will gang members like him be scared unconscious?"
"Shh, keep your voice down. I saw that he didn't have a sword in his hand. I heard that he used that sword to cut off other people's hands and make a hole in their necks."
This is a civilian area of Qingtong Township. People living at the bottom of life, mainly Wang and Zhou, are working hard to make a living every day. There are no intrigues or vicious fights. The only good thing about living in a place like this is
It should be relatively calm.
There isn't much money in the civilian areas. If you come here to cause trouble, you won't gain anything, but you will lose your reputation.
People who really belong to gangs basically value face. If they lose face, they will be laughed at by the people in the gang, and they may even be punished by gang rules.
Lin Xiao and Zhou Zheng live in this civilian area, partly because the house was left by their adoptive parents. It has two rooms, a small kitchen, a toilet and a large yard. Lin Xiao also built a house in the corner of the yard.
Simple bathroom.
Secondly, it was also because there was a school in the urban area, and Zhou Zheng went to school relatively close to it.
The third reason is because there is not enough money. If there is enough money, Lin Xiao would like to move to a wealthy area with a better living environment and a better school environment. If he has more money, he would send Zhou Zheng to the county academy.
, there will be a greater chance of gaining fame in the future.
In this world, being an official is a good way out. Most people don't dare to offend. Even gang members don't dare to provoke officials. That means they are enemies of the dynasty.
No matter how powerful a gang is, can it be compared to a country?
Secondly, there is the teacher, who understands knowledge and etiquette and teaches and educates people. Even gang members respect the teacher quite a bit.
This is why Lin Xiao asked Zhou Zheng to go to school and study hard.
Gangster?
Lin Xiao would not have embarked on this path if he had not been forced by the situation.
When I came here eighteen years ago, it happened to be a baby adopted by Zhou Zheng's parents. There was no Zhou Zheng at that time. The adoptive parents treated Lin Xiao as if they were their own child. As for why they were named Lin Xiao, it was just because there was an iron plate on the baby's body.
The adoptive parents were illiterate, so they took him to school to see his teacher, and he found that it was Lin Xiao.
When Lin Xiao was fifteen years old, Zhou Zheng was ten years old. That year, his adoptive parents died of illness due to overwork. Lin Xiao took over the responsibility and brought up Zhou Zheng, and wanted Zhou Zheng to stand out and honor his ancestors.
Raising and nurturing Zhou Zheng requires money. His adoptive parents became sick due to overwork, and the family's wealth was drained by medical treatment. Lin Xiao could only find another way to make quick money.
By chance, he joined the Baiyun Gang and became an ordinary gang member. With his courage to fight and know how to advance and retreat, and the recognition of his leader, he received a sum of money in a short period of time. From then on, he got deeper and deeper into the gang.
He performed outstandingly in the battle and was promoted to an elite gang member after the war. He also became a leader, leading three ordinary gang members.
The Baiyun Gang is headquartered in the county, and Qingtong Township is a branch gang. The highest position is the branch leader, followed by the big boss, small boss, elite gang members, and ordinary gang members.
A small boss will basically have three or five elite gang members, and an elite gang member will also have three or five ordinary gang members.
Last night, Lin Xiao and three of his men went to a newly opened martial arts gym to collect money for the case. During the confrontation, Lin Xiao suddenly fell into a coma.
It is estimated that I have not received the sample money and I need to go there again.
"Brother Xiao, are you okay?"
"Xiao...Brother Xiao..."
"Brother Xiao, we are going to find you."
Three young men carrying maces walked towards them. One was as thin as a bamboo pole, one was short and stocky, and the other was of average build but had a mature face that looked like he was almost thirty years old. In fact, he was only nineteen years old.
The thin bamboo pole is called Wang Daniu, the short and stocky one is called Wang Xiaohu, and the mature face is called Zhou Dazhu.
They are all very down-to-earth names, very common people. You can tell at a glance that they were given by the elders in the family. As for Zhou Zheng, that name was given by Lin Xiao, otherwise the name given by his adoptive parents at the time was Tuesday Egg.
Whenever he talks about it, Zhou Zheng is very grateful to Lin Xiao and feels very lucky.
Otherwise, I will become a teacher in the future, no matter how others call me.
Mr. Doppy?
Every time he thinks of this, Lin Xiao wants to laugh.
"Have you paid the tuition fee for Qinghu Martial Arts School?" Lin Xiao said unhurriedly.
"No, they won't pay." Wang Daniu replied quickly.
"Brother Xiao, after you fell into coma last night, we hurriedly took you away." Zhou Dazhu Mansi explained logically.
"Yes...yes...no...no...wrong." Wang Xiaohu nodded vigorously and stammered.
"Let's go." Lin Xiao took the lead.
"Go...where...?" Wang Xiaohu was startled.
"Idiot, of course we are going to Qinghu Martial Arts School." Wang Daniu said as he quickly followed.