Niújiācūn dà xì

  Lin Heng was happy with the system's help, as he could take the dan medicine with peace of mind. After taking the dan medicine for the first time to practice his skills, his true energy increased significantly. Later, he took the second one after two months, which was a reminder from the system. Originally, he planned to take one every month, but the system told him that it was not good and would increase his drug resistance. So, he immediately listened to the system's words and took one every two months.

  Even if it's just two months, in a year with twelve months, he has enough time to take six pills. Six pills of elixir, that is the internal power of six years, plus his own eight years of cultivation, that is fourteen years of power.

  A nineteen-year-old young man has fourteen years of skill, which is absolutely extraordinary.

  Lin Heng could no longer stay and left Zhongnan Mountain.

  In the small town, Lin Heng held a wine jug in his right hand and drank heavily, while holding a roasted chicken in his left hand and stuffing it into his mouth with great force. He looked just like a starving wild cat that hadn't eaten for days.

  "Hey, have you guys heard? The Wang family in town was robbed and even the head of the household was killed at home..."

  "I knew it all along, this thing has been spread out long ago."

  "Yes, and I don't know what kind of person is so bold, to actually dare kill the master of the Wang family. His son is a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, doesn't that person fear the Quanzhen Sect's revenge?"

  "What's there to be afraid of? If I'm being honest, that guy from the Wang family had it coming. He always relied on his son being a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect to act recklessly in town... getting killed is only fitting..."

  "Shut up quickly, don't let the people of Quan Zhen Jiao hear you..."

  Listening to their words, Lin Heng was delighted. Needless to say, the one who robbed the Wang family was naturally him. He had been in the deep mountains for two years and didn't have a single penny on him. This time he came out, he naturally needed to get some money. How do heroes make money? Of course, it's by being chivalrous and righteous. So, he very rudely robbed the local tyrants in town.

  He rubbed his mouth, Lin Heng swept a glance at the messy table, and shouted with satisfaction: "Little two, settle the bill!" After that, he took out a handful of silver from his pocket and slammed it directly on the table, then swaggered out.

  "The feeling of being nouveau riche is really damn great!"

  He patted the money in his pocket and felt very satisfied. With so much money, he had enough to indulge himself.

  "Let go... let go..." Walking on the street, a few shouts came from ahead, and then two tall horses galloped over from the front. Lin Heng dodged to the side of the road, watching the horsemen with his eyes narrowed. These two men were wearing Taoist robes, carrying long swords on their backs, and were disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. "I didn't expect them to come so soon. Never mind, it's not necessary to provoke the Quanzhen Sect, I'd better hurry up and leave!"

  He muttered to himself and quickened his pace, soon leaving the town behind as he headed in the direction of Jiangnan.

  He traveled by day and rested by the roadside at night, only entering towns and cities when he needed to eat, and would casually ask about various rumors. Through these comparisons, he knew that the shooting had begun, and it had been going on for some time. Hearing this news made Lin Heng somewhat regretful, if only he had left earlier, now it's too late, and he won't be able to see his lovely Huang Rong sister.

  Guo Jing, you big fool, how did you get so lucky?

  That night, Lin Heng was still camping by the roadside. But before he sat down, he heard a horseshoe sound coming from afar. The horseshoe sound was very urgent, and they were obviously running very fast. In no time, several black shadows rushed up from behind and flew past Lin Heng quickly. Lin Heng frowned slightly as he looked at those people, because they were not wearing the clothes of the Central Plains people.

  "These clothes, aren't they Mongolians?" Lin Heng wondered in his heart, and immediately activated his internal strength. His whole person was like an arrow off the string, quickly chasing after them.

  The man in front rode his horse at a breakneck pace, while Lin Heng followed closely behind like a cheetah, relentless in pursuit. The two groups of horses ran for an entire night, and when they finally stopped to rest, Lin Heng was also exhausted, panting heavily.

  "What's wrong with me? Why am I chasing them for no reason?" Lin Heng scolded himself, then immediately sat down behind a large tree to rest.

  Lin Heng consumed a lot of true energy, and when he recovered, he forgot about the time. When he opened his eyes, he found that the person in front had long since disappeared without a trace. This made Lin Heng even more angry, and he immediately quickened his pace to investigate the footprints on the ground. Soon, he found horse hoof prints and followed them.

  After walking for half a day, Lin Heng saw a small town in front of him and immediately wanted to go in and rest his feet. However, at this time he heard the sound of horseshoes again, felt uneasy, and quickly hid aside. Before long, a cavalry team walked on the road, their attire was different from those people before, but it was the Song family's military uniform.

  "How did the army get here?" Lin Heng wondered in his heart, and immediately followed them into the town. Soon, he saw that the army had heard a group of people ahead and was saluting them, looking very respectful. These people were none other than the Mongolians Lin Heng was searching for. At that time it was dark, Lin Heng couldn't see their appearance clearly, but now he noticed that there was also a woman among these people.

  "This scene... could it be that this is Niu Jia Village?" Lin Heng suddenly thought of the original scene, and exclaimed in surprise: "To come out and encounter such a big scene right away... but where is that scoundrel Yang Kang?" Lin Heng secretly looked around, and soon saw those people enter the store, with faint sounds of conversation and exclamations. He knew that Yang Kang must have appeared, it's just that he was too far away to see what was happening inside.

  Lin Heng wanted to sneak past quietly, but before he could even move, he heard a loud hum, and then saw several Taoist priests approaching from afar. Lin Heng quickly looked over, but this glance made his eyes narrow. These Taoist priests took small steps, but each step spanned three or four meters in distance, so at first they seemed far away, but by the time he finished speaking, they had already arrived at the entrance of the small shop.

  "Quanzhen Taoist, that must be Qiu Chuji speaking... Indeed it is this passage!" Lin Heng chuckled to himself and immediately decided not to go out. You see, the people who came back this time were all masters, he didn't want to go out looking for a beating.

  Watching those people talk, Lin Heng couldn't hear them, but he roughly knew what they were saying. After all, he had read the original book and judged who these people were through their words. The Mongolians didn't need to be said, naturally it was Duan and Huaiying, while the Taoist priests except for Qiu Chuji were Ma Yu, Wang Chuyi, Sun Buer and Yin Zhiping. As for the extra man and woman, they were Yang Kang and Mu Nianci after all.

  Yang Kang is really a handsome young man, and Mu Nianci is also very beautiful. They stand together, with a bit of the flavor of a golden boy and jade girl. Unfortunately, Yang Kang is an idiot who only thinks about wealth and glory, and ends up in the Iron Spear Temple's trap.

  For this person, Lin Heng has no good feelings. In the previous life, many protagonists said that Yang Kang was wrong, and it was his parents' and Qiu Chuji's fault. Not wrong, they did have faults, but their faults were only hiding from Yang Kang. As for others, what else did they do wrong? On the other hand, Yang Kang, after knowing that Wanyan Honglie is not his father but an enemy, not only didn't want to avenge, but also kept flattering, what is this? This is a typical small-minded psychology. Don't say he couldn't react in time, you should know he's not stupid, but rather a very clever person. Such people should know how to behave, which is the best for themselves.

  If it were Lin Heng himself, he thought that he might not have killed Yan Honglie after all, as Yang's father had been very good to him. He also felt that he would not betray his country or think of dealing with Guo Jing and others, nor would he disappoint Mu Nianci's feelings. He thought the best solution was for him to leave Dadu directly, taking Mu Nianci to Quanzhen Sect to wholeheartedly cultivate martial arts.

  In this way, although he lost his eternal wealth and glory, with his qualifications, he can absolutely become a master.

  Of course, this is just Lin Heng's own view, whether others agree or not can only be seen in their hearts.

  Outside the small shop, everything was unfolding as it had in the original story. When a loud laugh echoed through the air, Ma Yu and the others were both startled and delighted, for they knew that it was Zhou Botong's laughter. However, they didn't move, because three long whistles had also sounded from within the village, and Lin Heng knew that those were the other three members of the Quanzhen Seven Sons. Shaking his head, Lin Heng continued to watch the crowd, and he saw that Qiu Chuji seemed to be interrogating Yang Kang, who was answering with a mixture of gratitude and sadness on his face. Later, two beggars arrived, spoke a few words to Yang Kang, and then Yang Kang left with them.

  Lin Heng knew that those two beggars must have seen the dog-beating stick in Yang Kang's hand and taken him for the successor of the old beggar.

  "That Dog Beating Stick is a treasure... no, that's not right. If I were to snatch it from them, wouldn't the Dog Beating Stick become mine? Lin Heng got excited, although he knew snatching the Dog Beating Stick would offend the Beggar Clan, who cares about that now, just snatch it first and talk later. In the future, as long as I have a good relationship with Guo Jing, what's there to fear from the Beggar Clan?"

  "Heh heh……" With a sneer, Lin Heng's body paused for a moment before quickly catching up. Soon, he found that Yang Kang and the two beggars were entangled with the Mongolians again. He knew that Yang Kang was relentless, wanting to get rid of people like Tuolei, but unfortunately, those two beggars guarded him tightly, not giving him any chance to make a move.

  Lin Heng pondered in his heart, and immediately turned his eyes, entering the forest. When he came out again, he was already holding several wild chickens in his hand.

  Holding onto the wild chicken, Lin Heng walked to those people's dilapidated houses and said loudly: "A traveler wants to rest his feet here, I wonder if you gentlemen can accommodate him?"

  The beggar guarding the entrance looked Lin Heng up and down, noticing the long sword on him, became a bit more cautious, but this was just a broken courtyard, he wouldn't block his way, so he let Lin Heng enter.

  Lin Heng didn't stand on ceremony, and started a fire by himself, roasting the wild chicken. In front of everyone, he took out a medicine bottle from his bosom and sprinkled it on the wild chicken. Immediately, a unique fragrance spread out, and everyone's appetite was stimulated. Torre and several Mongolians stared at Lin Heng's roasted chicken with envy. Obviously, they had never smelled such a fragrance before.

  As the firewood crackled, time passed bit by bit, and the wild chicken hanging over the fire became more and more fragrant. Before long, Torre and his men couldn't help themselves, and they walked up to negotiate with Lin Heng. However, they didn't understand Chinese, and after talking for half a day, Lin Heng still couldn't understand what they were saying. Only when they took out some silver did Lin Heng understand their meaning, and he immediately gave them a roasted chicken.

  Several people were overjoyed and immediately sat back down to eat, praising it as they ate. Clearly, the roasted chicken was very fragrant.

  Lin Heng smiled slightly and also picked up a roasted chicken to eat. Yang Kang and the other two saw this and walked over, buying the last roasted chicken that Lin Heng had left. Naturally, Lin Heng wouldn't refuse, and he immediately handed over the roasted chicken with a smile.

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