Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 32 32. Where Are My Confidants?

Hearing this, Chu Feng took out the wish power bottle from the small cloth bag tied around his waist, unscrewed the cork, took out the small fan of five fires and seven birds, and looked ahead indifferently.If these bandits who came over didn't recognize Wang Lun, the former village owner, and cut them down, he wouldn't mind setting fire to turn these bandits into roasted pigs. Anyway, they are all strong men who rob houses. A bad thing that angers people.

Not long after, accompanied by the sound of killing, twenty or thirty thin men with machetes jumped out of the low grass and came to the front. When they saw Wang Lun standing on the left side of Chu Feng, they were all taken aback, as if they couldn't believe it. Everything in sight.

"It's the village master!"

"Master, you are still alive!"

"Leader Du, Leader Song, and Leader Lin, the three leaders said that you are dead!"

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The thin and weak men were bluffing, but they didn't do anything. After all, they had followed Wang Lun for many years. Although Liangshan changed the village owner, he still had a sense of identification with Wang Lun. Some of the relatively loyal ones even threw their knives on the ground.

Wang Lun took a step forward, looking at his subordinates who were born and died in the past, his face was uncertain.

"Tell me, who is the owner of the village now? Is it Lin Chong?"

As soon as these words came out, all the noisy men fell silent, and looked down at the weed-covered ground, as if there was something very beautiful on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Wang Lun was very disappointed. When he held a banquet at the Shannan Shuizhai Pavilion a few days ago, he was forced into a corner by Lin Chong. He was on the verge of desperation. He once shouted sadly, where is my confidant, but no one stepped forward , Today's scene is so similar to that day.

Looking at the cowardly faces, Wang Lun sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, tell me, where are Lin Chong and Chao Gai?"

The men still didn't say a word, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed to be frozen.After a while, suddenly there was a small voice.

"Eating and drinking at the Shannan Shuizhai Pavilion"

Wang Lun followed the voice and saw that it was the cowardly person he had always looked down upon, and he felt even more uncomfortable. He stopped looking at those subordinates who made him feel cold, turned his head and cupped his hands at Chu Feng, and said with a sad face.

"Prince Immortal, please make the decision for me!"

"Don't worry, there is a poor man here."

Chu Feng stretched out his big white hand, and patted Wang Lun's thin shoulder. Seeing the bitter expression, he couldn't help but want to laugh. It seems that the sad reminder to Wang Lun was really hurt by his cowardly subordinates. arrive.

However, it is estimated that Wang Lun is also responsible for this matter. You can tell by looking at the hungry and thin bandits. It is estimated that the treatment is not very good on weekdays.Or maybe Wang Lun didn't want to be encircled and suppressed by the government and the army to restrain the bandits, which resulted in the bandits robbing less frequently, unable to get money, complaining in their hearts, and not working hard at critical moments.

"Thank you sir"

The sadness on Wang Lun's face was even more intense, probably only when facing the immortal Chu Feng, he would reveal the soft side in his heart.

"Come on, don't delay"

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he walked over and walked into the low grass within a few breaths.

Wang Lun and Zhang Liao, who had been silent, quickly followed.

Twenty or thirty men also talked in low voices and followed, but the one they talked about the most was Zhang Liao who had been silent. After all, Zhang Liao's powerful appearance was too eye-catching.

As time passed, the group continued to go deeper into the hinterland, and encountered more and more patrolling bandits. Fortunately, Wang Lun came forward to gather them every time, so no one was alarmed.

Passing through the thick vegetation, I came to a pavilion built near the stream. In the pavilion, there were more than a dozen men, either standing or sitting, drinking heavily, eating meat in large chunks, and clamoring for drinking orders. lively.

Wang Lun saw these people in the gazebo he built, eating the meat he had stored, drinking the wine he had worked so hard to accumulate, and almost killing himself before, he was very resentful in his heart, took a few steps, and shouted in anger.

"Lin Chong, come out!"

The sound startled the dozen or so people who were drinking, the sound was too familiar to them, it was the former head of Liangshan Village, Wang Lun, who unexpectedly came back.

Lin Chong rushed out of the pavilion first, holding a short knife for cutting cooked meat. It was greasy, and under the sunlight, it reflected a dazzling light.

"Wang Lun, the villain who hides a knife in his smile and speaks pure and deeds, dare to come back and eat me with a knife!"

Before Lin Chong finished speaking, he was already approaching the frail Wang Lun, and stabbed out with a white blade. On the spot, he wanted to give Wang Lun a white knife in and a red knife out.

At the critical moment, Zhang Liao, the thug brought by Chu Feng, moved, kicked the dagger in Lin Chong's hand with lightning speed, and also kicked Lin Chong's lower abdomen incidentally.

He only kicked the half-drunk coach Lin staggeringly, nearly fell, and took six or seven steps back before he stood upright. Seeing a man with a strong and mighty figure in front of him, Lin Chong suddenly sobered up for seven weeks. Eight points, looked at it for a while in surprise, then clapped his hands.

"Who is this good man?"

Zhang Liao was confused by Lin Chong's words about being a good man, and he didn't know how to reply for a moment.

Chu Feng stepped forward, looked at the leopard-headed, tiger-bearded, eight-foot-long Lin Chong, three or forty years old, and said calmly.

"Pindao has a few questions I want to ask Coach Lin? Call me after you finish asking, is that okay?"

Seeing that Chu Feng came with Zhang Liao, Lin Chong subconsciously nodded.

Chu Feng smiled slightly and asked.

"The first question is, who took in Coach Lin when he had nowhere to go, despite the fact that Coach Lin was a prisoner who offended Captain Gao?"

Lin Chong looked at the skinny Wang Lun with an embarrassed expression on his face. Since offending Taiwei Gao, he suffered a lot. After many twists and turns, he only lived a stable life for a few days when he came to Liangshan. Although Wang Lun didn't like him very much, The first time I wanted to drive him away, but after all, I helped him.

Chu Feng asked a second question.

"Who gave Coach Lin food and drink? And who made Coach Lin the leader as soon as he came? What did Coach Lin do for Liangshan and for the Lord Wang? Did Coach Lin think that he was once a member of the 80 Imperial Army coaches? , come here to be superior to others, and the king of the village will have to confess you to the old king."

Lin Chong's face became even more ugly. He thought of something and wanted to defend himself, but in the end it was his conscience that caused him to swallow it back.

Chu Feng then asked the third question.

"Are you looking down on the village master Wang who has helped you so much?"

Chu Feng remembered that when Lin Chong killed Wang Lun, he cursed, (Wang Lun) You are a poor scholar from the countryside, thanks to Du Qian for getting here!Mr. Chai is so generous to help you, give you money, invite you to make friends, and recommend me, but many people refuse!Today all the heroes are here to gather, and they are going to send him down the mountain again!This Liangshan Park is yours!You jealous thief, what's the use of not killing you!You don't have a lot of talents, and you can't be the master of the cottage!

This passage shows that what Lin Chong respects is the rich, handsome, and high-ranking officials who can fight, have money, and have a high background. From the beginning to the end, he never looked down on the poor scholar and "bandit" Wang Lun.

In addition, Lin Chong was a man with his tail between his legs in the capital, and he was proud that he was the instructor of the 80 Imperial Army.

As soon as the third question was asked, Lin Chong's face turned blue and white.

(End of this chapter)