I said I would turn back time

Dashuai Zhang looked at Lin Xing with more and more admiration in his eyes. He didn't expect to recruit a general in Taiping County this time.

Especially the other party has already comprehended the inheritance at a young age, which shows that the talent is also very amazing.

At this moment, in Zhang Dashuai's eyes, Lin Xing's potential and value have risen, and it is worth his investment.

Marshal Zhang held Lin Xing's hand and said, "If it weren't for you, Lin Xing, I am afraid that the group of bandits in Wolong Mountain would have successfully ambushed me this time. You have made a great contribution this time."

"Next, don't think too much, and take care of your wounds. Don't worry, this commander will never treat one of us badly."

The people on the side looked at Lin Xing with envy, admiration, and jealousy...

After a long time, everyone dispersed.

As Marshal Zhang went back to the house, he ordered the officer beside him, "Go and get out my liger and tiger armor, and prepare to give it to Lin Xing."

"There is also the ninth concubine that I am planning to marry next, and I will also give it to Lin Xing."

Dashuai Zhang burst out laughing as he spoke: "This is called treasures for heroes, beauties for heroes..."

The officer on the side said: "The commander-in-chief cherishes heroes and values ​​heroes. Lin Xing has received such a great favor. From now on, he will definitely be grateful and be grateful to the commander-in-chief."

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In the wing on the other side.

Lin Xing stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling the injury on his body, and let out a long sigh.

The cat puppet crawled out from under the bed, and asked curiously, "What the hell are you doing outside?"

Bai Yiyi was shocked by Zhang Dashuai's performance. She didn't expect Lin Xing to gain the other party's trust and appreciation in just a few days.

She couldn't help but think in her heart: "Although Lin Xing sometimes gets sick, he is still ambitious and capable, and he has established a foothold here so quickly. Alas, if I had had him making suggestions behind my back at Taiqing Sect, Maybe he has become the master of the sect long ago..."

Lin Xing said helplessly: "I didn't die, I was rescued."

"Hey, the downside of getting stronger is that it won't be so easy to die."

After seeing the condition of his physical body, he sighed again: "Until the injury is healed, it will probably be difficult for me to practice martial arts. This time I will suffer a big loss, it will really be a big loss."

He summed up the experience of this battle and the profound lessons it brought him, and said slowly: "The biggest lesson this time is that you shouldn't be injured."

"I should fight to the death immediately when I am injured. I must not be rescued after lying down like this time."

Lin Xing secretly made up his mind: "In the future, I will either die or be uninjured. There can no longer be a situation in the middle."

Because of the wounds all over his body and all the bandages and medicines, Lin Xing could barely move.

So for the next few days, he simply lay in bed and recuperated, letting the servants change his dressing and feed him.

He didn't know whether it was because his body was strong enough, or because the medicine in the mirror world was really magical, but Lin Xing felt that his injuries were healing much faster than he imagined.

At noon that day, Lin Xing finally got up from the hospital bed and began to walk in the courtyard with the help of the servants.

Suddenly a group of soldiers came in carrying a big box.

Looking at the group of soldiers struggling, it was obvious that the contents of this box were not light.

A middle-aged man who was blind in one eye walked up to Lin Xing and said, "Brother Lin Xing, I'm Song Yi. I heard a few days ago about how you fought alone in Wolong Mountain and drove away thousands of bandits. When I saw him today, he turned out to be an indomitable hero."

When Lin Xing heard this, he felt that the news was too outrageous, and immediately corrected it.

Song Yi didn't care about this, and just continued to chat with Lin Xing.

Lin Xing has been in the Marshal's Mansion for a while, especially these days when he is recuperating every day, and he has heard about the powerful people under Marshal Zhang.

The one-eyed man in front of him named Song Yi, like Shi Yingwei who had suppressed bandits before, was one of Zhang Dashuai's four lieutenants.

It's just that Shi Yingwei is responsible for things like public security and bandit suppression, while Song Yi in front of him is responsible for logistics, baggage, especially firearms and bullets.

Song Yi clapped his hands, and the soldiers on the side immediately opened the big box, revealing a set of armor in the box.

It was a set of armor that was entirely silver-white and covered everything from the head to the torso and limbs. The helmet, shoulders, and wrists of the armor were in the shape of a lion's head or a tiger's head.

Song Yi introduced from the side: "This liger and tiger armor is a family heirloom armor secretly hidden by a wealthy family in Dongya Mansion. Once it's done, you'll be invulnerable after putting it on."

When he said this, Song Yi couldn't help but have a hint of envy in his eyes.

"Brother Lin, you have this armor. When you charge into battle in the future, as long as you don't encounter a large-scale volley of gunfire, you will no longer be afraid of the shooting of ordinary gunmen."

"Ah?" Lin Xing was still wondering what the strange method of making the armor meant, and couldn't help but said after hearing the second half of the sentence: "Wouldn't it be harder to die if I put on this armor?"

Song Yi was taken aback for a moment, and always felt that the other party's words were a little strange, but he still smiled and said: "That's right, the commander-in-chief specially gifted you this armor, it is for Brother Lin, you will be safer on the battlefield in the future, after wearing it Being able to be injured without dying, it can be called a life-saving weapon on the battlefield..."

But Lin Xing's eyes were full of disgust when he looked at the armor.

Of course he knew that with the strong physical fitness of the masters in this world, wearing heavy armor would inevitably lead to a qualitative leap in destructive power and survivability on the battlefield.

But compared to improving his defense, he would rather die easily, so that he can hone his skills in life-and-death battles again and again and find the optimal solution to the battle.

So after Song Yi and others left, Lin Xing ordered someone to stuff this set of armor into the corner of the room, obviously he didn't intend to wear it.

After returning to the wing room, Lin Xing asked the servants to bring him a pen and paper.

Because the injury has not healed at the moment, and he can't practice boxing kung fu, Lin Xing plans to practice the skill of spells.

It happened to be the first time he practiced the sickle knife technique, and when he awakened the memory passed down by Daotong at that time, a spell called the Pure Heart Talisman came to mind in his mind.

Originally, if he hadn't found the Suppressing Evil Talisman to deal with the mountain god, he might have reached the first level of the Talisman by practicing the Pure Heart Talisman.

"This talisman has the effect of calming the mind and concentrating the mind, which can enhance the effect of meditation. Just wait until I have practiced the talisman before practicing meditation."

In the next few days, Lin Xing either took a walk or practiced the Qingxin Mantra every day, and waited peacefully for the recovery of his injuries.

At this moment, it was discovered that the progress of the practice of the spell grew slowly, far surpassing martial arts such as Taiqing Changquan.

But Lin Xing knew there was no way to do it, he could only make up for it with his own diligence and practice more every day.

Originally, he thought that Dashuai Zhang's reward was just the set of liger armor, but he didn't expect that when he came back from a walk that day, he saw a woman sitting on his bed.

Looking at the woman in front of her who seemed to be wearing more than ten layers of beauty, Lin Xing asked in confusion: "Who are you? Why are you in my room?"

The woman glanced at him indifferently, and said softly: "My servant, Mo Xingyi, is ordered by the Commander-in-Chief to be the servant girl by Mr. Lin's side from now on."

A servant came up and said in Lin Xing's ear: "She is the shepherd of Tianqinglou. Originally, the commander ransomed her because of her pitiful life. Now she is rewarded to you, Chief Lin."