Plot It's Not About Me [Quick Transmigration]

After staying at Mo's house for a few days, Lu Xinglin returned to Pingning City with the Lu family couple.

It was already past the fifth year when they came back, and the bodyguards came back one after another. Those who lived close to each other had already started training, and only those who lived far away were still on the way.

Under the leadership of Cheng Lianyi, the returning sign was practicing a three-person saber array.

Although Cheng Lianyi was young, she still had a good eye. She knew that the bodyguard agency wanted to develop, and the bodyguards she selected were all at least third-rate, and they were not too old.

The talent of these bodyguards may not be very good, and there will be limited improvement in the future, but it is enough to be an ordinary bodyguard.

And with the sword array and sword array, they cooperate with each other, and they will definitely be able to survive under the second-rate or even first-rate masters in the future.

That's right, it's life-saving.

For the escorts of the Chang Gung Escort Bureau, as long as they can persevere in the battle to delay time and save their lives, Qin Yi and Lu Xinglin will naturally handle the rest.

Being an escort in the Chang Gung Escort is much safer than other escorts.

There are naturally not simple things that Xi Yu can bring out as gifts. Although it is only a three-man saber formation, there are more than ten million changes in it.

Even Cheng Lianyi, facing a sword formation composed of three third-rate bodyguards alone, also had a headache. Anyway, there is no way to do it with a hundred moves, and the only way to break through with a strong internal force is with a hundred moves. .

If the bodyguards who formed the saber formation were stronger, it would be very difficult for her to break through the formation.

Cheng Lianyi was very satisfied with the power of the saber array, and the bodyguards were even more satisfied. They trained very seriously, after all, it was a life-saving skill.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, all major cities will hold lantern festivals, and Pingning City is no exception.

Before it got dark, Lu Xinglin and Qin Yi were dragged by Cheng Lianyi to watch the lights on the street.

It was said that the three of them looked at the lights together, but Lu Xinglin, who was walking behind, looked at the front holding hands and completely forgot that there were Qin Yi and Cheng Lianyi who were following him alone. The kind where all the lanterns are on.

After following for a while, after confirming that the two of them were immersed in their own small world and couldn't think of themselves at all, Lu Xinglin didn't bother to watch alone on the street, so he found a stall and bought a mask to wear on his face, and turned his head It disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

Until he left, Qin Yi and Cheng Lianyi didn't realize that the little friend behind them was gone.

To be precise, they completely forgot that there were three people shopping.

Going shopping alone is far more comfortable than following the young couple. You don't have to be a light bulb and buy whatever you want.

The food culture in this world has developed very well, there are all kinds of snacks, and Lu Xinglin has never stopped talking all the way.

Because there was a mask on his face and no one came to watch him, it can be said that he was quite at ease.

After strolling around for about half an hour, Lu Xinglin felt a little tired, so he got fat and found a seat in the teahouse beside him, ready to have a sip of tea and some snacks to rest.

Because of the lantern festival, the teahouse was quite lively at this time. Lu Xinglin found a place near the railing on the second floor, ordered something, and prepared to listen to a book for a while.

Most of the teahouse storytellers in this world are anecdotes, many of which are real people and true stories, with exaggerations at most, and few speech books.

After all, everyone is more interested in the gossip of those heroes in the arena than in false scripts.

Lu Xinglin came by coincidence. The storyteller was talking about him and Qin Yi, and he was talking about the time when he and Qin Yi were in Liaosha City.

Lu Xinglin himself doesn't care about being molested by a big man, but not caring doesn't mean that he is willing to be publicized as a pastime after dinner.

Especially the storyteller, when describing his appearance, he added all sorts of messy words, some of which were vulgar and explicit.

This made many well-bred people in the teahouse frown, but there were dudes and some warriors who couldn't get on the stage, and they booed and said some obscenities.

In such a scene, even the Bodhisattva will be angry, let alone Lu Xinglin is not a Bodhisattva.

He slapped his hand on the table hard, and a few pieces of pastry flew up, and he waved his sleeve and smashed them into the mouths of the storyteller and those who spoke dirty.

Under the blessing of internal force, the soft and glutinous pastry is harder than a stone, and the mouths of those who hit it directly are full of blood.

Although these people looked miserable, his shots were not heavy, and at most he just knocked out some teeth of these people.

So these people reacted quickly and got up one by one covering their mouths.

Except for Mr. Storyteller, who was too old and had no status, so he just covered his mouth and hid aside and dared not make a sound.

"Who!"

"Who attacked me!"

"Why are you so cold, why don't you go and find him out for me?"

"In this Pingning mansion, you dare to fight with me."

Lu Xinglin sneered, took off his mask, jumped upstairs and landed on the stage in the middle of the hall.

"Your mouth is so dirty, why don't I wash you with blood." Lu Xinglin said coldly, glancing at the storyteller who was huddled in the corner.

He didn't wear a mask at this time, with that face that no one could pretend to be, and no one didn't know him.

These people were very enthusiastic about what they said before, but when they saw themselves, they were still very scared.

They were afraid, and the storyteller was even more afraid.

Lu Xinglin turned his head to look at him: "Who told you to say this?"

A storyteller, even the most ordinary people in the martial arts world, can't afford to provoke him, let alone Lu Xinglin, who is at the top of the list, if no one instigates him, he wouldn't even dare.

Mr. Storyteller was frightened by his senseless eyes. He dared not lie, and tremblingly said: "Yes...it's the shopkeeper! They are all shopkeepers! He told me to say that!"

Hearing this, Lu Xinglin turned his head to look at the shopkeeper hiding behind the counter at the door.

"Hey, old man Zhao, don't frame me. I'll let you talk about the matter of Lu Biaotou in the desert. Who told you to say those obscenities. You made up those words yourself. What does it matter!" The shopkeeper, who was hiding somewhere and didn't make a sound, was pulled out by the storyteller, and immediately denied it.

"The original words of the little old man were not like this. It was the shopkeeper who said that the business of the teahouse was not good recently. He asked me to talk more about Lu Daxia's romantic deeds so as to attract some people to come. He also gave me a 50 taels of silver. ticket." The storyteller became anxious when he heard the shopkeeper's denial, and told all the previous things in detail.

Afraid that Lu Xinglin would not believe it, he took out a 50 tael bank note from his pocket as he spoke.

"He is the shopkeeper of the teahouse. He has the final say on everything in the teahouse. If he hadn't nodded, I wouldn't dare to say that." Seeing Lu Xinglin glance at the bank note, the storyteller continued.

He knew that now his life was in the hands of this handsome and shameless young man in front of him. If he couldn't convince him, he might not be able to leave this teahouse today.

Naturally, the shopkeeper refused to admit it to death, and the two of them quarreled in the teahouse for a while.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that this must be exactly what the storyteller said, but the shopkeeper dared not admit it.

It doesn't matter to Lu Xinglin whether he admits it or not, he is not a government official, and he needs evidence for everything.

At that moment, Lu Xinglin directly summoned a little puppet: "Destroy all these people, then cut off his tongue and throw them out. I will ruin his family in three days and have to fight wild dogs for food in this Pingning Prefecture. As for his family, If you are willing to break away from him and allow them to take part of the property away, if you don’t want to, you can suffer with him.”

After finishing speaking, Lu Xinglin turned his head and left the teahouse, regardless of the screams and begging for mercy behind him.

The shopkeeper was able to open such a big teahouse in Pingning City because of his backing, no matter how powerful the reliable mountain was, it was not enough for him to openly insult a general manager.

The shopkeeper dared to do this, nothing more than bullying Lu Xinglin who was young and had a good temper.

After all, so many people from all walks of life went to the Chang Gung Escort to challenge them, or watched the top of the beauty list, but they didn't see Lu Xinglin and Qin Yi lose their temper and kill people. Even if they got impatient in the end, they just took the darts and ran out to avoid the limelight.

Jianghu has always been a place where the weak are bullied and the strong are feared. With what happened before, coupled with Lu Xinglin's age, many people think that they are young and can be bullied.

The shopkeeper is the first one. If he doesn't deal with it well, there will be many such people in the future.

What Lu Xinglin has to do now is to make an example to the monkeys, and let other people who think they are easy to bully know what will happen if they provoke them.

In fact, he could easily kill these people, but people are forgetful, and when the limelight passes, someone will come out.

But it is different now, these people are not dead, and they can only be disabled people who cannot speak and can only rely on others to take care of them for the rest of their lives.

As long as he is mentioned, everyone will think of today's events. The more miserable they are, the less people dare to provoke Lu Xinglin again.

As for the shopkeeper, didn't he love money? If he dared to insult his dignified master in this way for the sake of business, then he would have no more money to spend and would only be a beggar for the rest of his life.

Not only that, Lu Xinglin didn't let him leave Pingning Prefecture.

Let him look at the people in the same family as him in the past, living a life wrapped in rich clothes and fine food. The poor he looks down on can also have enough food, clothing and a family. Only he can only be a beggar with no future for the rest of his life.

As for his family, Lu Xinglin is not soft-hearted, but just doesn't care.

He doesn't like to sit together, he doesn't care if he wants to leave, if he doesn't want to, he can stay together.

Revenge is also possible, as long as you have the ability.

After dealing with these people, Lu Xinglin lost the mood to go shopping and went home directly.

After waking up, the next day this incident had already spread throughout the entire Pingning Prefecture.

Qin Yi and Cheng Lianyi also specially came to him and told him about this matter. What they said was too light, and they made those people cheaper.

Even Mr. Lu, who has always been kind, was very angry when he found out.Of course, it was not to be angry with the son, but to be angry with those who insulted the son.