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Chapter 13 Obtained the Flying Stone Technique Damn old pig and dog

After a while, Lin Xuankong took the bodies of Ma Xiong and others deep into the woods, and cleaned up the birdcages and other traces on the roadside.

Deep in the dense forest, there is indeed a hole that has just been dug.
  It's a pity that the pit is a bit small and not enough. After all, the pit was originally prepared for one person. Six people can't squeeze in!

So, he had to use the shovel of Han Si from the Black Tiger Gang to dig a bigger hole.
  After burying the bodies of the six people, Lin Xuankong stood beside the mound and gathered together the things collected from the six people.
  There were more than sixty taels of silver in total, most of which belonged to Ma Xiong.

Four hundred-forged steel knives, one is worth about eighty-nine taels of silver, which can be more than thirty taels in total.

What interested Lin Xuankong the most was the "Flying Stone Technique" that Hu Lin took out from his body. This was not a martial arts book, but a training technique for throwing locust stones. Flying Stone Technique! During the previous battle, Hu Lin's flying stone technique left a deep impression on Lin Xuankong!
  He was very sure that if Hu Lin's eldest brother could also use the flying locust stone and he was not killed in advance, he would definitely suffer a loss if the two brothers used the flying stone technique at the same time!

After all, the difference between the mid-level and the early stage of the first level is not huge. No matter how strong the Linghe Finger is, it cannot stand up to two hidden weapon masters!
  Now that this exquisite flying stone technique is in my hands, I can practice it hard!
  Looking at these harvests, Lin Xuankong felt a little emotional. After being robbed and killed once, and after the counterattack, the silver coins and harvests he received could probably last more than ten years of selling cakes. It was indeed a fortune gained through danger.
  Now, you don’t have to worry about the cost of Jiuzhuan Yiqi Decoction in the short term!

After Lin Xuankong left the dense forest, he first went to Li Mansion, declined his job as a cake cook, and then hurried towards Wutongli.

In order to survive or die quickly, Ma Xiong said many things. The first thing is that Zhang Wu's arrangement is basically consistent with Lin Xuankong's guess. Zhang Wu has always coveted the beauty and strength of his snack food!

However, what made Lin Xuankong feel cold was that
  That old woman actually took Zhang Wu's advantage and got close to the young lady. The old man's methods were obviously more disgusting than Ma Xiong's!

That old guy brought food boxes and candied dates. He said kind and considerate words in front of people, but behind the scenes he was killing people without blood!

In addition, there was news that Lin Xuankong was not sure whether it was true or false. Ma Xiong told him: After Mrs. Wang came over that day, she saw Xiaohu going to the Lin family. Po Wang was afraid that the nosy Xiaohu would ruin her plan, so she specially Someone was sent to deal with Xiaohu.
  This is why Lin Xuankong directly rejected the job in the Li Mansion and came back to Wutong to check out the situation!

Xiaohu has a good relationship with him and has reminded him several times,
  If Xiaohu hadn't reminded him, Lin Xuankong would have been surrounded and killed by Ma Xiong and his men a few days ago! At that time, he didn't even know how to use the crane finger. Faced with the encirclement and killing by several Black Tiger Gang members, he would definitely not be able to escape death!
  Back in Wutong, Lin Xuankong patted the door of Xiaohu's house, but still no one responded.

After looking around for a few times and seeing no one around, Lin Xuankong jumped into Xiaohu's yard.

He looked at the somewhat messy yard and had an ominous premonition in his heart.
  He walked quickly to the wooden building and pushed the door open. On the table outside Li's house, there was a plate of pickles, two bite-sized pancakes, and two unfinished bowls of porridge.
  Lin Xuankong took a closer look and frowned. The two bowls of gruel had already cooled down, and the cornmeal inside had settled. It had obviously been left out for a long time.

"Little Tiger!" Lin Xuankong shouted. The wooden building was empty and there was no response. He quickened his pace and searched carefully up and down the Li family wooden building, but he could not find the father and son.

Thinking of Ma Xiong's words, what that old guy Wang Po did, and also thinking that Xiaohu had not been seen selling melons and fruits on the street in the past two days, Lin Xuankong gradually felt angry in his heart. He clenched his fists and pointed towards Mu. Walk outside the building.

Just as he was walking through the outer room, Lin Xuankong suddenly stopped and turned to look at the rice vat in the corner. Just now, he seemed to hear the sound of rustling coming from inside.
  Did a mouse get into the rice vat?

Lin Xuankong continued to walk out,
  After stepping out of the wooden door,
  Lin Xuankong came back, just in case, just in case the Li family and his son did not lose their lives, in that case, the Chen rice in his house would be eaten by mice.
  When he walked to the rice vat, he reached out and opened the lid of the rice vat. What he saw made his expression change.
  Li Dahu, who he had met two or three days ago, had his body twisted and huddled in a large vat. His face was pale, his eyes were wide open, and his expression was distorted. It was obvious that he had suffered terrible pain before his death. There was a smell of blood. A mixed stench emanated from the rice vat.

What chilled Lin Xuankong the most was that there was more than one Li Dahu in the tank. Under Li Dahu's body, Li Xiaohu's body was tightly tied with hemp rope and pressed underneath. His mouth was tightly stuffed with a dirty rag. , Godless eyes looked at Lin Xuankong outside the tank with fear!

For nearly two days and one night, the little tiger was tied up like this and thrown into a large tank unable to move. On top of it was his father's rotting corpse. Lin Xuankong didn't know how much fear and fear the young man in front of him had experienced during these two days and one night. Angry and helpless!
  Li Dahu's family has few relatives in Daze Mansion. People rarely visit his house. What would happen if he didn't come?
  Just because Xiaohu kindly reminded him a few words, which may have ruined Wang Po's disgusting plan to hook up and seduce the young lady, the two living lives of Xiaohu and Dahu had to die in a narrow, cramped, and terrible place. In the rice vat?
  If I had not been taught by my little lady and had not advanced to the middle stage of the first level so quickly, I would definitely have died like Xiaohu and his son today, in a fearful, miserable, and unknown way!
  What a useless commoner.

What a superior warrior cultivators!
  What a damn old pig and dog!
  What a damn Black Tiger Gang!
  Lin Xuankong desperately suppressed the endless anger and impulse in his heart. He knew that no matter how much he wanted to get rid of Wang Po and Zhang Wu, no matter how much he wanted to eradicate the Black Tiger Gang, his current strength was not enough, and he still needed growing up!
  Suppressing his anger, Lin Xuankong used the mortal blood in his body to comb Xiaohu's arms and body bit by bit.

After being tied up with hemp rope for nearly two days and one night, Xiaohu's arms, legs, and body were all damaged to varying degrees due to lack of blood circulation. When he just came out of the rice vat, his hands and legs had almost no sense of touch. ,
  At this moment, the blood vessels are gradually unblocked, and the severe numbness, itching, and pain are absolutely unimaginable. After all, ordinary people only feel numb in their feet for a while. When they are just unblocked, they will feel very uncomfortable, but Xiaohu's whole body is feeling very uncomfortable!
  Xiaohu gritted his teeth and breathed rapidly, but he never cried out in pain from the beginning to the end. This boy had a fierce energy like a tiger or a wolf.

After one stick of incense,
  With the nourishment and grooming of the transformation energy and blood, Xiaohu's arms and legs gradually recovered. The madness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

When Lin Xuankong stopped combing, Xiaohu immediately rolled off the bed, lay down on the ground, and clicked his head several times, "Uncle Lin, I will never thank you for your kindness. From now on, Xiaohu's life will be yours!"

Lin Xuankong raised his hand to pull the little tiger up. He looked at the little tiger who was in trouble and wanted to say a few words of comfort.
  But he knew,
  At this time,
  Any words of comfort are powerless.

Blood, only blood can comfort!

(End of this chapter)