Wanjie Dream Harvester

Chapter 6 Past [Newcomers and new books, please bookmark, please recommend tickets! 】

"Brother, how is the situation?"

Not long after Chen Hengzhi returned to the room, Lu Dayou followed him, and he hurriedly asked Chen Hengzhi.

"Junior Brother Lu, what are you in a hurry for? Come on, sit down and talk."

Chen Hengzhi was not in a hurry, and said, "Why, isn't the inn busy? Come over to me if you have time."

"Hey, the inn is naturally in charge of the shopkeeper. I just need to check the account book every once in a while."

After sitting down, Lu Dayou reached out for the teapot, poured two cups of tea, and presented a cup to Chen Hengzhi with both hands, asking gossipingly, "Brother, how did the talk go?"

"do not know."

Chen Hengzhi spread his hands, and said indifferently: "I have already told Lin Zhennan the ins and outs of the matter, and I don't care whether he listens or not."

"Ooh!"

Lu Dayou nodded half-understood, and asked curiously: "Senior brother, what kind of evil sword manual is really as powerful as the rumors say? After training, you can fight all over the world with invincible hands?"

"Emm, bragging, in fact, the power is average, but the speed is faster, and there is no advantage in other aspects."

Chen Hengzhi looked disdainful: "There are a lot of shortcomings, you, don't worry about these unorthodox things, as long as you practice your kung fu to a great degree, you will be able to roam the world."

But Lu Dayou was unwilling to let go, and asked: "Hey, senior brother, tell me about the evil sword manual, junior brother is very curious."

"Do you really want to listen?"

"Brother, just tell me."

"Okay, idle is idle, but you have to keep your mouth shut and don't spread it outside."

"I, Lu Hou'er, am notoriously tight-lipped, senior brother, you can rest assured."

"Okay then, let me tell you, the Evil Resisting Sword Manual comes from..."

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When Chen Hengzhi was giving his junior brother Lu Dayou a popular science and evil sword manual, he was in the hall of the Fuwei Escort not far away.

"Husband, don't take it to heart, I see, that Huashan disciple is probably talking nonsense, probably thinking of my Fuwei Escort to fight Qiufeng."

Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Wang saw that the atmosphere was solemn and the mainstay of the family was frowning, so she couldn't help but comfort her softly.

"Women, what do you know?"

Distraught, Lin Zhennan reprimanded him: "The Huashan faction is one of the Five Sacred Sacred Sacred Sects. Although it has declined over the years, it is still a top-notch faction in the Jianghu. Chen Shaoxia is the head of the Huashan Young Master. There is no reason to make up lies to deceive you. I."

"You murdered me? You murdered me for an outsider?"

Wang's face changed suddenly, and she snorted and said, "Well, you Lin Zhennan, have you grown up? Huh? You are attacking me?"

Since she was a child, Wang had a fiery temper. When she was not out of the cabinet, she would draw a knife and hurt people at every turn. Luoyang Jindaomen was very skilled, and everyone looked at her father Wang Yuanba who was invincible in Jindao. Well, now that her son is this old, her temper from back then is still undiminished.

Lin Zhennan felt a great headache watching this scene, and couldn't help but wink at Lin Pingzhi who was sitting beside him.

But seeing Lin Pingzhi's pensive look on his face, he looked up and saw his father Lin Zhennan winking at him frantically, while his mother Wang Shi turned her head away, sulking at the side, not knowing what happened.

In the past, Lin Pingzhi must have been in a hurry to comfort his mother, but this time he ignored Lin Zhennan's eyes and said, "Father, my child is unclear about something, and I am going to ask my lord father for advice."

"If you have any questions, Ping Zhi'er, you might as well speak up."

Seeing what his son said attracted Wang's attention, Lin Zhennan couldn't help giving Lin Pingzhi a thumbs up secretly. This teaser was well done, and he deserves to be his father's cub!

"Father, do you still remember the old house in Xiangyang Lane?"

Lin Pingzhi asked.

Lin Zhennan nodded and asked, "Xiangyang old house? My father grew up there, so how could I not know what happened to the old house?"

"If my boy remembers correctly, there seems to be a Buddhist hall in the old house."

Lin Pingzhi said thoughtfully: "Just now Chen Shaoxia once said that the great-grandfather Yuan Tugong was born in Putian Shaolin, which should be true. Then the question arises, why did my father never go to Putian Shaolin to burn incense and worship Buddha? This point , the child is very puzzled."

"This...it's a long story, but as a father, let's make a long story short."

Lin Zhennan's expression was a little unnatural. After thinking about it, he still told the inside story of the year. He said, "20 years ago, my father took over your grandfather's position of one hundred households in Jinyiwei."

Lin Zhennan's thoughts seemed to go back to the past.

After taking over Baihu, the high-spirited Lin Zhennan was determined to do a big job, but the reality gave him a blow.

One day, Lin Zhennan and another Baihu had a little conflict because of work. It was just a small matter, but the two sides gave in to each other, and nothing happened.

The young and energetic Lin Zhennan did not give in at all. He felt that he was the right party and there was no reason to bow his head and admit his mistake.

The other Baihu is not easy to provoke, because of his background as a disciple of the southern Shaolin layman, he has a large number of people, so he beat up his boss Qianhu, and wronged Lin Zhennan for being domineering and so on.

Generally speaking, after completing their studies, most of the disciples of Shaolin laymen joined the army or entered the violent institution of Jinyiwei.

Qian Hu, who was also a disciple of Shaolin laymen, naturally favored the same sect and punished Lin Zhennan.

Therefore, it became Lin Zhennan's fault when this incident happened.

The superior's reproach made Lin Zhennan, who had taken advantage of the situation, feel extremely aggrieved, and he was puzzled to understand it.

Later, a colleague of Jinyiwei kindly told him the whole story, and Lin Zhennan realized that he was not wronged.

Lin Zhennan hated this bad habit of mutual protection between officials and officials in the officialdom. He once went to expose the incident. Unfortunately, the official's words were light, which aroused strong dissatisfaction from his superiors. Later, he was gradually marginalized.

Frustrated, Lin Zhennan turned his mind to the Escort, wanting to make Fuwei Escort bigger and stronger.

Out of deep abhorrence towards Shaolin disciples, Lin Zhennan definitely didn't buy into the traditions of his ancestors, who offered sacrifices to Southern Shaolin every year, and gradually cut off contact.

For the sake of the deceased Lin Yuantu, the eminent monks of Southern Shaolin naturally would not care about his descendants. However, the care they had in the past is gone.

After ten years of smooth sailing, Lin Zhennan had an illusion. He believed that the position of one hundred households in Jinyiwei would not be of much help to the development of the Escort, so he resigned the position of one hundred households the year before last.

How did he know that if it weren't for this layer of official protection, the Fuwei Escort would have been wiped out long ago, and there would be no such situation.

Poor Lin Zhennan always thought that expanding Fuwei Escort to Shandong, Hebei, Lianghu, Jiangxi, and Guangxi provinces was because he knew how to do business. How could he know that others were afraid of Jinyiwei and just gave him face.

"Father, from this point of view, what Chen Shaoxia said is not unreasonable. I'm afraid the Qingcheng faction is not a good person!"

Thinking about it, Lin Pingzhi immediately figured out the key point.

(End of this chapter)