Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 135
Fangshui Street, Lin's Beppu.

Lin Mo walked towards the front yard. For some reason, walking in the courtyard at this time, he felt an unprecedented tranquility in his heart, completely free from the anxiety of the previous period, and even had the mood to appreciate the precious flowers around him, look at the pavilions and pavilions, Rockery.

It's a bit like when I was studying in my previous life, I finished my homework ahead of time during the holidays, and I can play freely without any worries.

'People yearn for stability and safety, but compared to previous lives, money can bring people a sense of certainty and control. In this world, only power can make people feel at ease. '

After a little thought, he summed up his current state of mind.

Walking in the corridor, the keen five senses can feel the sound of light or heavy breathing in every corner of the courtyard.

Although most of them are very rhythmic, you can feel their professionalism, but when you close your eyes and listen, you can still distinguish a little disorder from them.

That is uneasiness, the confusion about the future.

"In troubled times, people are like ants, and their lives are like grass. Who would have thought that not long ago, even in Linyu County, they could be called dragons crossing the river, and the famous Lin Yilin family in Yuchuan, eight hundred miles away, would reach this point ?

What is even more frightening is that unlike water polo, no matter how big the failure is, as long as you have confidence and perseverance, you can start again. After all, no matter what, people are still alive, but on the land of Chixian, failure means death and nothing. '

Lin Mo's mood was slightly touched, but he became more determined in an instant.

With the talent pearl, he is much stronger than the tens of thousands of people under the sky, and he is even qualified enough to climb to the top of the world.

He didn't die when he was at his worst, and now that he has climbed to this point, no one can make him fail.

He tidied up his clothes, stepped firmly, and accelerated towards the front yard.

When they came to the front yard, many tribesmen were exercising on the martial arts field.

With nothing to do left and right, he can only rely on continuous martial arts practice to relieve the pressure in his heart.

Lin Mo had just entered the martial arts arena, and due to the change in body shape, naturally attracted many people's curious eyes, but after all, his facial features were there, so he could tell who he was.

However, due to his majesty, he didn't dare to ask, so he could only secretly speculate about what had changed, and felt the thicker aura on Lin Mo's body, and the awe in his eyes became even stronger, so he stopped his movements respectfully and looked at Lin Mo.

"Has the manager not come back yet?"

Lin Mo glanced left and right, and asked a man in his twenties with delicate features and thin lips.

His name is Lin Kun, and he has been related to Lin Mo for several generations. He came to Fangshui Street to work in Fangshui Street after the coming-of-age ceremony the year before last.

Because of his age, he was not so stable, but because of this, after going out with Lin Mo to deal with several incidents, he admired Lin Mo very much, and even felt a little like fanaticism.

"I haven't come back yet, what's the matter with the third master?" Lin Kun was stunned for a moment, clapped his hands, took two steps closer, and asked respectfully.

Lin Mo took a deep breath and looked at the sky outside. The north wind was howling, and there was less snow falling, only scattered snowflakes, but the temperature was a little lower.

He thought for a moment, and said, "Kunzi, go and call everyone in the mansion, count the number of people, and then simply pack things up."

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

Unlike when he was indecisive and indecisive in Ningyang, he was indecisive about what to do, but now he has the ability and strength to decide the situation.

"it is good!"

Lin Kun didn't ask the reason, he just clasped his fists in response, then turned around, called a few more people, and scattered into the yard.

The whole of Beppu instantly moved.

After the cup of tea time, dozens of people appeared in the martial arts arena.

Those who can stay in the Beppu stronghold today are all members of the Lin clan and family members who have served for several generations. An impatience and depression.

After all, there were more and more gossip outside the city, and even the servants who went out to buy vegetables could feel the solemnity of the atmosphere.

"Steward Lin, what is your order for calling us here?" A middle-aged man in his thirties stepped forward and asked in a low voice among the crowd.

His name is Lin Fang. In fact, according to reason and seniority, he should be a generation higher than Lin Mo, and he can be called an uncle, but it's nothing more than gathering in the clan. People are hard to do.

In fact, when going out to serve as an official, they are all only called positions, and it has long been a customary tradition in the Lin family not to follow seniority, in order to prevent the complicated seniority relationship from affecting the handling of interest events.

After all, most of the people who work in the clan are related to each other, so what should I do?
On the field, as soon as the words fell, most people in the field focused their attention on Lin Mo.

"No matter how the Lingyuan incident is handled, the city is not very safe now. Instead of staying in a cage in the city and encountering enemies if you are not careful, it is better to go back to the mansion and wait for it to change."

Lin Mo naturally didn't have stage fright, and said calmly.

"It means to break through first? But many spies have been placed outside the mansion to monitor. It may not be an easy task to leave Lin Yu City safely and soundly."

Lin Junyang on the side spoke first and replied seriously.

He didn't know what Lin Mo was planning, but he was afraid that he would just slap his head to make a decision, so he reminded him secretly.

Lin Mo looked at Lin Junyang's words meaningfully, and continued slowly:

"First send someone to formulate the raid route and the location of the outer eyes. If there is a strong enemy blocking it, I will do everything."

The tone was calm and calm, making people unconvincing.

"You, broke through?"

Lin Junyang asked softly, his eyes were burning, his voice was not loud, just enough that most people in the venue could hear him.

"A small breakthrough."

Lin Mo nodded, and did not hide anything, which made everyone happy, and the gloom on their faces dissipated a lot.

"Now go and pack your things first, mainly bring the gold ticket, treasure medicinal materials and treasures, and the rest, don't use them. In addition, Uncle Fang will take two people to step outside and gather in half an hour."

Seeing that his morale had improved a little, he nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile.

"Then what about the big steward and steward Hao?"

Just when the crowd was about to disperse, a young man asked suddenly.

He is a follower of Lin Junhao and one of the managers of Lingtian.

"Steward Hao? He's not at the house? Didn't you say stop this time, stop?"

Lin Mo was taken aback, asked, and glanced at the crowd, but there was no one there, and suddenly felt a little irritable.

"He went out in the morning. Someone sent a letter to the mansion. After reading the letter, the person left. He said he was going to a meeting. The person who met him was gone, and he couldn't be stopped."

Lin Junyang on the side explained in a low voice.

"Forget it, let's clean up everything first!"

Lin Mo's face was very ugly.

Ye's mansion.

Lin Yuanjun was sitting in Ye's reception hall, beside him was steaming steaming steaming premium rain leaf tea planted by Lingtian. The refreshing tea had a faint fragrance, but he didn't have the slightest intention to taste it.

In the side room.

"He's still waiting."

It was a woman who spoke, with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, graceful and graceful, wearing mature and decent gorgeous clothes, her skin was as white as jade, but she looked like a girl in her early twenties.

Opposite him stood a middle-aged man in white shirt, standing by the window.

The man's appearance was extremely handsome, his facial features were as exquisite as sculptures, and his eyes seemed to hide deep autumn water.

"Master, I don't think we should take care of this matter. Now that the old lady of the Lin family on the Luojia Mountain is almost sure of his life and death, the higher-ups have made up their minds to attack the Lin family. We can obviously have no position and sit firmly on the fish platform. If you want to intervene, you are afraid, and you are afraid that you will go against the general trend."

The woman hesitated for a while, then continued softly.

The man was silent for a while, then turned his head to look at the woman in front of him, and turned his head slightly:

"Didn't you already make your position clear?"

After finishing speaking, he chuckled lightly, straightened his clothes, and his face became serious:
"If he doesn't come to my Ye family, it's fine if I didn't know about it, but when he stepped into the Ye family's threshold, can I still pretend I didn't see it?

In other words, I, Master Ye, can't even protect a brother-in-law? "

After speaking, he walked towards the door, stepped to the threshold, paused,

"Go and inquire about Hao'er, and tell Zhou Daowei by the way, the rest of the Lin family can't be bothered, Lin Junhao and Lin Yuanjun, I, Ye Shangren, will protect them."

In the living room.

Lin Yuanjun was waiting anxiously.

In the past few days, he also tried to find a few friends who used to drink, eat and chat, and get acquainted with each other to inquire about information, but often they were either obsessed with cultivation and kept away from home, or they were traveling and they were not at home.

It was as if all the relatives had been betrayed all at once, the Ye family was already the last one, but he would not come to inquire if there was any other possibility.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the door, and a middle-aged man in white shirt walked in.

"Brother Ye."

Seeing someone coming, Lin Yuanjun immediately got up and went to meet him.

"You and I haven't seen each other for many years." Ye Shangren nodded, his face paled, and he looked at Lin Yuanjun.

"The last time I saw you was when Junfu's niece went to Qianshan Sect three years ago." Lin Yuanjun replied, "And this time I came here."

He thought for a moment, and told the whole truth, including the matter of the Snake Gang's gambling. While talking, he watched Master Ye's expression.

Master Ye was silent after hearing this, "I don't know anything about the Snake Gang's gambling. I have already punished the person concerned, so let's stop here. Don't worry. You can rest well at Ye's during this period of time. When the limelight subsides, I will send someone to escort you away."

Lin Yuanjun was stunned for a moment, then smiled for a moment, "There are still so many stalls in Fangshui Street, how can I rest?"

After saying that, he walked out of the house, "I've bothered Brother Ye this time, if I still have the chance, I'll make amends with a good drink."

But as soon as he walked a few steps, he suddenly saw pieces of fallen leaves flying in front of his eyes like withered butterflies, and a bone-piercing chill rose from his back.

Tread, footsteps came from behind.

In the blink of an eye, a white figure appeared in front of him.

His eyelids became heavier and darker, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Take him down so he can be tended to, and besides"

The voice paused,
"Send a message to Lin Yixiang."

"Yes!"

At this time, Fangshui Street outside Lin's Beppu.

The surrounding streets are still lively, peddlers hawking, entertainers performing tricks, passing vehicles, everything is as usual.

However, if there are beggars who have been begging for life on the street for a long time, they will be surprised to find that the artist who smashed the big stones on the chest has changed. The huge stones used seem to be real stones, without any tofu; , a muscular man; the passing vehicles are constantly patrolling nearby.
On the teahouse in the distance, at a table by the window, there are two burly military men, one of them is brass in color, with a bald head like a novice, with a scar on his head.

The other person was a middle-aged man in Taoist robes. The man's eyebrows were marked with brown marks, and his bare arms were covered with white bandages. His pair of red phoenix eyes were always gazing in the direction of Lin Fu.

"Is the junior Lin who killed Hu Bing still in the mansion?" the middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

"Yes, everyone is here except for Lin Yuanjun who is missing." The bald man replied, "He is very strong. It was easily defeated."

The killed Hu Bing was the nephew of the middle-aged Taoist, but because the two uncles and nephews looked very similar, the Taoist regarded him as his own.

Now that Hu Bing died tragically on the street, he was afraid that the Taoist would be overwhelmed by anger and get in the way of major events, so he reminded him.

"Don't worry, it's just a junior with a little bit of talent, it's just a little stronger, I will make arrangements,
As for the Zhong family boy, in your hands, isn't it a matter of one or two blows?What is there to worry about? "

The light brown imprint on the center of the Taoist's eyebrows became darker, he said softly.

Anger will not make him lose his mind, but will make him stronger, and in front of him who is strong, Lin Mo can't stand the waves.

(End of this chapter)