Traveling through the heavens starts from practicing swords in the palace

Chapter 89

That old Li nodded, and said again: "Have you heard of Iron Hand Song Tie?"

The old Wang was surprised again: "But that Song Tie from Jiujiang City in Jiangxi? It is said that the iron gloves on both hands weigh thirty catties each, and one iron fist can penetrate the ground three feet. He also died under the sword of the young master of the Lin family. ?”

That old Li nodded, and said one after another:
"Have you heard of Song Wan, the soul-chasing gun?"

"Mr. Qin, the gossip knife, does he know?"

"You must know about Shi Yuan, who is Zhengqimen..."

Every time he asked someone out, the surprised expression on Old Wang's face became more and more serious, and he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, he said: "All these many good players, let him kill all of them?"

"Why is this person so cruel and merciless, killing so many people in one day?"

Hearing his question, Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly, and took a sip of tiger penis wine.

Old Wang just happened to take a look at Lin Pingzhi, saw him smiling, and thought:

"It seems that you, a young man, are listening to our conversation. These rumors from the rivers and lakes are nothing to you."

"But after hearing the story of the young master of the Lin family killing so many famous masters in one day, you still have a playful smile on your face. You really don't know the heights of heaven and earth."

That old Li said again: "Old Wang, I am on the side of the young master of the Lin family in this matter. I heard that these people all went for the evil sword manual of the Lin family..."

"Hey, they are greedy for the Lin family's swordsmanship, so they want to start with this young man, to see if there is a chance to snatch the sword manual."

"For you to be targeted by so many people and plot your own ancestral property, you must be very angry."

"Clay figurines have an earthy nature. We are not pedantic monks in Shaolin Temple. If someone comes to snatch things, we can kill them in self-preservation. It's okay to be ruthless."

After speaking, Lao Li's voice was extremely low. Obviously, although he spoke forcefully, he was actually afraid of being retaliated.

If a family member of one of the twenty or so people in this restaurant heard him excuse the murderer, it might cause trouble.

Lao Wang also knew this truth, sighed, and stopped talking.

Lin Pingzhi smiled lightly, picked up a jar of tiger penis wine, walked to the table for the two of them, poured it into their glasses, and said:
"Two brothers, I'm sitting next to you. I overheard you talking about Fuwei Escort. I feel very knowledgeable. I invite you to drink two glasses of wine and express your feelings."

After speaking, he brought over a pot of untouched Buddha Jumping Wall on his table, and asked the two of them to eat whatever they wanted.

Lao Li didn't show up, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of abalone from Buddha Jumping over the Wall, put it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and said:
"It melts in the mouth, and the fragrance lingers on the tongue. This famous Fuzhou dish is really delicious. Young master, we don't eat your food for nothing. What else do you want to hear?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said, "There's nothing you need to know. The two of you will just continue talking along the lines of the conversation just now. It's just food and drink, nothing to worry about."

Lao Wang also drank the tiger penis wine in one gulp, and after Lin Pingzhi filled him up again, he said:

"If you talk about the Fuwei Escort Bureau, it's a disaster. It's a big Escort Bureau whose business spans five provinces. It's one south and one north with the Zhaoyuan Escort Bureau. It's powerful and rich."

"But the ancestor of the Lin family, Lin Yuantu, was unrivaled in the world with his evil sword skills. However, in Lin Zhennan's generation, he only ran the escort business and had no reputation in the martial arts world."

"Qing...Hey, why did you come to trouble the Lin family? The Lin family couldn't stand up to this big martial arts faction, so they had to disband the bodyguard bureau and fled to Putian South Shaolin Temple."

"It's a great bodyguard bureau with branches all over the place, and it just fell apart like this. The Lin family doesn't say that the family is ruined, but it can be considered bankrupt, like a bereaved dog."

He passed behind the word "Qing" and spoke vaguely, but of course Lin Pingzhi knew that he was referring to the Qingcheng sect.

Lao Li ate a piece of sea cucumber, took a sip of wine, and said:

"Hey, the Qingcheng faction is powerful, and under the pretext that several Qingcheng faction disciples were killed by the young master of the Lin family—one of them was the son of the head of the family, Yu Canghai—and took over the Lin family's bodyguard business in Fuzhou city."

"From now on, there will be no more Fuwei Escorts in the world, only the Fuzhou Branch of the Qingcheng School."

After two sips of wine, he became bolder and lowered his voice to say something about the Qingcheng faction.

Lin Pingzhi heard the words and asked indifferently: "Brother Li, what you mean is that the Qingcheng faction changed the original Fuwei Escort Bureau into their branch. Did the government allow them to openly commit such robbery?"

Old Li sneered and said, "Government? With the influence of the Qingcheng faction, even if they killed the entire Lin family, the government would not dare to fart."

"On the contrary, there are a few upright bodyguards in the bodyguard agency, who can't understand the behavior of the Qingcheng faction, and questioned them face to face..."

"He was tied up and paraded around in the city, and then locked in a compound. He was whipped every day and suffered all kinds of humiliation."

Lin Pingzhi said: "Is there still the law of the king, is there still the law?"

But this sentence was just talking to himself, and after he finished speaking, he said: "You two brothers eat and drink as you like, and I will also pay for both of you."

"I still have things to do, so I won't talk to you any more."

Seeing Lin Pingzhi's generosity, Lao Wang and Lao Li got up and said goodbye with a smile.

Looking at Lin Pingzhi's back, they always felt that they should know who this person was, but they couldn't figure it out.

Finally, they finally remembered and looked at each other:
Today, in the Fuwei Escort, someone is going to die again.

Lin Pingzhi walked on the road according to the 64 hexagrams of Lingbo Weibu every day for a week, and the more he walked, the more wonderful it became.

On the one hand, this footwork naturally requires memorizing hundreds or thousands of footprints, and on the other hand, it also requires a deep understanding of hexagrams to straighten out the coherent context of body movements.

After walking for a while, Lin Pingzhi felt that the more familiar his position and the more coherent his footwork, the faster he was going.

Knowing that after being fully proficient and deeply understanding the hexagrams, you will be able to fully display this set of extremely brilliant lightness kung fu.

After a while, they came to the familiar place of Fuwei Escort Headquarters.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Pingzhi thought to hurry up and get rid of the Qingcheng faction guarding here, and was ready to go to bed.

He was about to kick the door in when he suddenly heard someone inside say: "Master Yu, long time no see..."

Lin Pingzhi's heart moved: "Could it be that Yu Canghai is actually in Fuwei Escort now?"

(End of this chapter)