Traveling through the heavens starts from practicing swords in the palace

Chapter 69 Outside the Inn

Hearing what Zhong Zhen said, Lin Pingzhi secretly guarded against his sudden attack.

After Zhong Zhen threatened, he didn't intend to do anything.

He just said: "Young master Lin, this matter is related to your family and life, so you should definitely think about it carefully."

"Even if my Songshan faction doesn't make a move, there are really many people who want to trouble you at this time."

"It's useless to talk. We, brothers, will take our leave now. If Mr. Lin changes his mind, he can come to us at any time."

"We from the Songshan Sect are currently staying at the Yuelai Restaurant in Putian City, and will stay in the city for a few more days."

"If you agree to go to Songshan Mountain with us, then we will keep you safe and sound."

After finishing speaking, he really left with his junior brother He Ying.

So far, Lin Pingzhi has seen Huashan and Xuanmiaoguan, who represent Wudang and Songshan schools, before he even brushed his teeth.

Represents three routes respectively.

Among them, going to Huashan is the most controllable route, because from the perspective of God, he knows the Huashan school like the back of his hand.

And he can flirt with Yue Lingshan every day, of course when Linghu Chong can't see him.

Going to Wudang is the safest route. The Xuanmiao Temple is a local Taoist temple in Fujian, and the Xuanzhen Taoist seems to have some skills.

Unlike the Huashan faction who only came with three low-level martial arts disciples, it's hard to say who will help whom if something happens.

The Wudang Sect is the second largest sect in the martial arts world, and only the five sects of the Five Mountains combined can equal it.

After going to Wudang, there will definitely be no disadvantages.

Going to Songshan is a helpless choice.

Songshan is powerful, and Zuo Lengchan is the one who must take revenge.

If you don't bow your head, you will definitely suffer crazy revenge from the Songshan faction in the future.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help feeling a bit like playing a martial arts game.

Which one of these three routes you choose will represent different paths in the future, and even the direction of martial arts upgrade may be different.

If you are playing a game, you can naturally choose one to try and make mistakes, and then load the file and choose again after the message "Victory or defeat is a matter of military strategism, the hero starts over again" appears.

At this moment, it is a moment of negligence that may be life-threatening.

He thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that he was greeting Mrs. Baihua just now, so he wanted to go over and chat a few more words, so as not to be impolite.

Halfway there, I found the shop waiter looking out of the door with fearful eyes.

He couldn't help laughing: "This guy is in this small town. If it weren't for me, the people in the martial arts world I see all year round might be the monks in the South Shaolin Temple."

"Those monks are compassionate, so naturally they won't scare him."

"But these days, there are many underworld villains in the martial arts world, all of them are vicious, and the waiter in this shop is quite frightened."

He followed the waiter's eyes and looked outside the door.

I was also surprised.

I don't know when, there are many people standing outside densely.

Some of these people stood alone outside the gate of the inn, with expressions on their faces that were either smiling, guarded, malicious, or slightly sad, but most of them visited the inn intentionally or unintentionally, looked at Lin Pingzhi from a distance, and then He hurriedly averted his eyes.

Some people were wearing cloth robes of a similar style, carrying long swords on their backs, standing neatly in a line, and not smiling at each other, it seemed that they were disciples of a certain sword sect lined up here.

There were also people who were gathered together in twos and threes, and at most no more than seven or eight people could gather together. They were talking secretly, seeming to be discussing some strategy.

Lin Pingzhi made some estimates and saw that there were more than 200 people outside the gate.

People may be hiding behind the walls of the rest of the courtyard.

No wonder the shop waiter was so frightened.

Lin Pingzhi heard Ling Chang, Yue Lingshan, Xuan Zhen, Zhong Zhen and others say last night and just now that the vicinity of the inn is not quiet these few days.

When I listened to it, I still felt that the situation was not optimistic.

I didn't expect to gather so many people after just meeting a few people!
Judging by the way these people dress and behave, there are indeed good and evil. The decent disciples look quite elegant, while the underworld gangsters have a hostile look on their faces.

Although Lin Pingzhi was mentally prepared, he was still hurting.

"Mr. Lin, how about sitting here and having a cup of tea together?"

It was that girl Yufang's voice.

Lin Pingzhi didn't want them to be involved in the disputes between Jianghu and Jianghu, so he smiled and went to sit beside Mrs. Baihua.

After making up his mind to drink a cup of tea to quench his thirst, he went out to distract these people so as not to surprise them.

But just after taking a sip of tea, there were quick footsteps outside the door, and someone came in.

He is a monk, but he is obviously not a compassionate monk in the South Shaolin Temple.

——His eyes were fierce, a scar above his nose went down to the right of his lips, and the muscles at the corner of his mouth moved his whole face to vibrate ferociously, and he almost wrote a word of evil on his face.

Lin Pingzhi was thinking of countermeasures while drinking tea.

He glanced at the charming Mrs. Baihua and Miss Yufang again, and thought:

"When we were in the South Shaolin Temple that day, we only got out of the siege with the generous help of Monk Zongning."

"Right now, these people are here again for the evil sword manual."

"Madame Baihua and Monk Zongning have a very close relationship. We must protect the two masters and servants, otherwise we will feel uneasy."

While looking at the evil monk and thinking about it in his heart, he didn't notice the smiles on the corners of the mouths of Mrs. Baihua and Yufang girl next to him, obviously they didn't take this evil monk to heart.

After a while, another person came in from outside the door.

This time it was a Taoist priest with light footsteps, fluttering Taoist robes, a kind face, and a good appearance. He didn't look like a bad person.

The evil monk knew this Taoist, and greeted him: "The perverted Taoist, I haven't heard from you for a while, and which family's daughter has been harmed by you?"

The Taoist surname is Ying, and because he often abducts young girls from good families, he got the nickname of "Lawful Taoist".

He smiled slightly and said: "The ladies I met were all willing to follow me, and they were very happy. There is no such thing as a disaster."

"In fact, everyone in Jianghu knows that the evil monk Du Fang takes pleasure in killing innocent people. I don't know which family of ordinary people suffered the disaster, and you are watching him."

As soon as the two of them had a conversation, Lin Pingzhi knew that although the monk with a fierce face was a murderous demon, the Taoist priest with a kind face was not a good person either.

If they met when nothing happened, maybe he would experience the feeling of a hero and eliminate harm for the people.

But at the moment there are too many people outside, Lin Pingzhi is more concerned about the safety of himself, Mrs. Baihua, Rui'er, etc., so he just sits and drinks tea and talks with him.

The two of them revealed their faults to each other, but they didn't say anything anymore, they just found a stool and sat down, occasionally looking towards Lin Pingzhi with chills in their eyes.

After a while, two more people entered the inn.

One person's head looks awkward on the left side, but upon closer inspection one finds that one ear is missing.

The other person had a large empty space in the middle of his face and no nose.

The two came in without saying a word, glanced at the situation in the inn, and then found a table and sat down.

After sitting down, he didn't speak, just quietly staring in a daze.

Lin Pingzhi has encountered too many surprising things in the past two days, although the behavior of these two people is weird, they are no strangers to it.

The monk had a natural expression at first, but when he saw Que Er and Que Nose coming in, he seemed a little nervous, as if he was very afraid of these two people.

Mrs. Baihua and Yufang seemed to be unaware of the critical situation, and were just chatting about some trivial matters calmly.

What is there is a long green cloth shop in the east of Putian City, it is said that the silk cloth is good and has a complete range of styles.

Why is there a rouge shop in the west of the city, especially good at blending rouge colors, this shop can also match the base colors that are not available in other big cities.

In the middle, Yufang complained: "Why haven't our breakfast been delivered yet? We are almost starving to death."

Lin Pingzhi smiled wryly: "We are dying, but not necessarily from starvation."

(End of this chapter)