This late Ming Dynasty is outrageous

Chapter 113 12: Here Comes Yu Canghai
"Father, mother, please make a copy."

Cao Kun looked at the secret books of the Qingcheng School, but he didn't mean to practice.

He originally wanted to get the Nine Yin Manual from the Ancient Tomb Sect, and practice after improving his physique.But he didn't want Lin Zhennan to look for it for a few days, but found nothing, so he had to give up in the end.

For Cao Kun, he does not lack hard work, what he lacks is internal strength.

Depending on his physique, unless he practiced the Sunflower Collection or the Evil Sword Technique, it would be impossible for him to become stronger with martial arts in this world.

Instead of this, it is better to give up practicing these low-end martial arts.

Moreover, Cao Kun already had an idea about martial arts, and he set his sights on the I Ching Jin of Shaolin Temple.

Exorcising evil swordsmanship in exchange for the tendons of the Book of Changes - very reasonable, right?
Heck, it should be reasonable...

And what Cao Kun meant by asking Lin Zhennan to practice evil swordsmanship is exactly that, as long as Lin Zhennan is powerful, he will be invincible in the world.

Then the name of this evil sword technique is even more precious, and it is estimated that there is still a chance when it is used to trade the tendons of the Book of Changes.

Lin Zhennan asked: "Now that Qingcheng's back road is gone, we and the Qingcheng faction are inextricably linked, what should we do next?"

Cao Kun said: "It's a situation of immortality, dad, are you still thinking about luck?"

Lin Zhennan was taken aback, and frowned slightly: "Except for the Demon Cult, there is no one in the Jianghu who really destroys people. Pingzhi, your murderous intentions are too serious."

Cao Kun didn't explain, but just smiled and said: "Father, if that's the case, we'll wait at home. Since Yu Canghai from Qingcheng is on his way, he will definitely come to my Lin family. Please also ask father to dismiss the servants, and my family will be left at home." People. Wait for the Qingcheng sent to the door, so as not to hurt the innocent, and at the same time, father will have an excuse to kill someone."

Lin Wang nodded when she heard the words: "Pingzhi is right, it's fine if the Qingcheng faction doesn't come. If they come, it's serious to kill them all. It's better for others to die than ours."

This is also the reason Lin Zhennan thought about.

Cao Kun looked deeply at Lin Zhennan: "Father, you need to show off. Now you are no longer Lin Zhennan, the chief escort of Lin, you are the inheritor of evil swordsmanship—Lin Qingyi."

Lin Zhennan's cheeks were reddish, a little embarrassed: "What Lin Qingyi, cough cough..."

"Father, you are dressed in Tsing Yi, and your swordsmanship is superb. Sooner or later, you will be famous. At that time, I don't know how many Jianghu women will admire you."

"Ha ha……"

Lin Wang smiled.

Lin Zhennan was both excited and disappointed.

Cao Kun quickly shut up and changed the subject: "Father and mother, go and make arrangements, and copy the cheats by the way. As for me, I need to make some preparations. After all, the Qingcheng faction has a lot of people. If dad can't kill him, we have to do it too." There is a backup."

Lin Wang stood up: "I'm going to dismiss the maid."

Lin Zhennan also said: "I'm going to dismiss the trainees."

Cao Kun returned to the inner courtyard, raised his head and looked at the tall wall that had been erected.The wall is really high, and those who can't do light work can't go up at all.Of course, with the help of tools, it can still come up.

But if you can go up, you can go up, but if you go down, you may not.

Cao Kun smiled, rolled up his sleeves and walked into his bedroom.Pushing open the door, I saw a little bald man sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras.

The little bald man opened his eyes and saw Cao Kun coming straight towards him, and immediately shrank his neck and put his legs together: "Husband, it's not dark yet."

Cao Kun knocked on her forehead: "Go, my husband needs your help."

The little bald man with big eyes said, "Husband, I won't go out."

Cao Kun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's serious business."

Only then was the little bald head suspiciously pulled up by Cao Kun, and they walked out holding hands.But as he walked more and more sideways, and gradually walked into a bamboo forest, the little bald head became nervous again, unwilling to go forward no matter what.

Cao Kun was helpless: "Yilin, it's really serious."

Yilin was serious: "Passing down the family line is also a serious matter."

Cao Kun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It was my husband's fault before, but this time, a strong enemy is coming to my family. I called you to come here to chop some bamboo and make some traps to resist the strong enemy."

Seeing Cao Kun's seriousness, Yilin finally believed him: "What strong enemy? Husband, if not, let's run away."

"If you can't run away, the opponent is powerful, we can only wait to die. Poor little bald head, you just married me, and you haven't had a child yet, so you are going to accompany me to see the Buddha."

"Husband, if you die, you will not see the Buddha."

"Hey, I think you still have such insight with your little bald head."

"I don't have enough cultivation, so of course I can't see the Buddha."

Cao Kun was speechless.

I thought this little bald head was very knowledgeable, but I didn't expect to be superstitious.

"But don't worry, my husband. If my husband dies, Yilin will recite the mantra of passing away."

Cao Kun: "..."

Cutting bamboo is not a good job, but both of them are martial arts practitioners, although the work is troublesome, it is still handy.

Returning to the inner courtyard with the bamboo that had been cut off one by one, the two came out to work again.

It was not until evening that the two returned home.

Yilin was tired all day, took a shower and started preparing meals.

Cao Kun rolled up his sleeves, sharpened the bamboo one by one with a dagger, and put it aside.

In the middle of the night, it was as high as a hill.

A family of four, Cao Kun and Lin Zhennan dug a hole, and Lin Wang and Yilin buried bamboo in it.

A step around the base of the wall began to dig a hole to bury, and gradually small spikes half a foot long appeared on the ground.

"Pingzhi's method is good. Our courtyard wall is too high. When they jump down, they will definitely throw stones to ask for directions. If they dig a hole as a trap, throwing stones to ask for directions will easily expose the trap. Now just bury a little bamboo, and the other party will not be easy to detect. gone."

Lin Zhennan tapped the small spike on the ground in satisfaction.

It's densely packed, making people's scalp numb and their feet ache.

This is like jumping from a high place.

that thing...

It hurts just thinking about it.

Yilin lowered her head and clasped her hands together, turned and ran while chanting scriptures with a troubled face.It seems that he felt that his sin was too great, so he went back to redeem his sin.

However, Cao Kun hadn't returned to the house yet. Yilin's atonement was due to lack of procedures.

After all, it is the standard equipment of Buddhism, how can this thing be missing?

"Father, you are faster, you still have to keep an eye on Yu Canghai. When they enter the city, we will get ready."

"Daddy don't do anything after seeing Yu Canghai. We have to wait for them to come to the door. After all, we are the victims, aren't we? When Yu Canghai comes to kill at night, we will do a counter-kill. After the killing, we will report to the police and let us decide."

"Afterwards, spread the word and say that Yu Canghai said that he worked for the left leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect. When the time comes, our family will go to Shaolin to hide..."

"We were threatened by the Five Sacred Sword Sect. It is reasonable to go to Shaolin Temple to seek help."

After Lin Pingzhi revealed his plan, Lin Zhennan and his wife thought it was okay.

So Lin Pingzhi went back to the house and recited scriptures with Yilin to make amends.

With a dignified appearance and a pious face, Yilin swallowed the most treasured magic pestle and sat cross-legged on a lotus platform to recite Zen scriptures.The body is united to realize the Dao, and the water of the three lights is sprinkled.

Cultivate to the wonderful point.

For a while, the flowers were licking and falling, and the ground was springing up.

There are bursts of Zen singing, and the harmony of the avenue.

Chanting scriptures overnight.

Yilin's understanding of Jiangmo pestle was an inch deeper.

Presumably, as Yilin's understanding of Buddhism became more and more profound, she would not resist her demands in the future.

After three days of forgiveness, it still didn't work out in the future.

But Yu Canghai has already come to Fuzhou City.

(End of this chapter)