Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 113 Goodbye
Sure enough, when the little guy heard Pan Ye's praise, his big eyes suddenly shone brightly.

"Young master, you are back~"

"Lord Tangyuan is really smart, I can understand it after I say it a few times."

"Meow!"

"Well, you are all great, let's go, I invite you to have a big meal."

These two were not human beings, one couldn't eat, and the other couldn't get used to it. In fact, it was Pan Ye who wanted to satisfy his appetite.

……

In the afternoon of the next day, in a rather elegant tea house in the inner city of Rongzhou not far from the Lin Mansion.

Pan Ye was sitting behind the tea table drinking a cup of green tea.

He moved his ears and looked up.

With a vicissitudes of life and white temples, Lao Zhang, who looked like a handsome uncle, walked up to him and sat down calmly.

"Uncle Zhang."

Pan Ye put down his teacup and said hello.

Zu Wei did not inform Lao Zhang of the serious injury he had previously sealed the evil soul.

He didn't know that the kid in front of him might already be stronger than him.

"Uncle Zhang, do you know the news from yesterday?"

No nonsense, Pan Ye once again recalled what happened yesterday,

"I'm worried that you won't be able to guard against it alone. The Qingmu Gang is short of manpower, and there is no one to protect Lin Yi."

Lao Zhang nodded, and said: "Yesterday, the Yongfu gang made a lot of noise outside Qingmufang. I don't think they will give up kidnapping Lin Yi so easily. You are also a rank eight now. It is best to come and help."

"Uncle Zhang, what's the current situation in the Lin Mansion?"

"Second Master retreats, Third Master disappears all day long, Old Master doesn't care about worldly affairs, and now Lin Fu's common affairs are all handled by Lin Steward."

Lao Zhang tapped his fingertips on the tea table and explained to Pan Ye:
"Steward Lin is a distant relative of Mrs. Lin. He has followed Mrs. Lin for decades, and Mrs. Lin trusts him even more than his sons."

"Doesn't that mean that the Lin Mansion's current defense force is very empty?"

"There are three eight-rank people in the mansion, several nine-rank worshipers, and I secretly guard it. It's easy to guard against ordinary Xiaoxiao, but if you face the Yongfu Gang who is eager to jump over the wall, I'm afraid it's powerless."

"Well, I'll turn around and tell Butler Lin to call you into Lin's mansion and come to my side. This will also facilitate Lin Yi's protection."

Lao Zhang's superficial identity in the Lin Mansion is the guardian instructor, but his real identity is only known to the second master, Mrs. Lin, and Butler Lin.

……

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

The letter of appointment from the Lin Mansion arrived the next day, and it was still in good shape. Pan Ye temporarily had a vest in the Lin Mansion as a ninth-rank priest.

In the past three days, since the Yongfu Gang made a big fuss outside the Qingmu Gang that night, there has been no movement.

Pan Ye didn't dare to neglect, he smelled the calm before the storm.

This afternoon, Pan Ye and Lao Zhang, one in front of the other, hid in the dark and waited outside Lin Yi's courtyard as usual.

Squeak, the door opened.

Lin Yisu faced the sky, and walked out of the courtyard with the two little maids.

Seeing this, Lao Zhang, who was standing not far away, walked out of the darkness and coughed lightly.

"Uncle Zhang."

Lin Yi smiled and nodded to Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang told Lin Yi about the recent crisis, and she was obedient and did not run around. She has been obediently hiding in Lin's mansion for the past few days, at most taking a walk nearby, or going to Lin Mingke's house.

When Pan Ye heard the movement, he moved slightly, hiding in the dark, and looked at Lin Yi who was not far away.

After a hasty farewell a few months ago, and seeing each other again now, Pan Ye felt quite sad.

"Thin."

Lin Yi still has that youthful and lively appearance, but at this time her iconic smile is not hanging on her face, and her figure is also thinner. It can be seen that she has not been very happy in the past few months.

"Miss Lin Yi, are you looking for Miss Ming Ke?"

"Yes. Please trouble Uncle Zhang."

Sending Lin Yi to Lin Mingke's yard, the two stood outside the door, Pan Ye looked up at the bright sky, wondering what he was thinking.

"Any ideas?"

"what?"

Old Zhang smiled and didn't speak.

yard.

Lin Yi and Lin Ming could sit facing each other, and Lin Ming could look down at ancient books.

The girl propped her chin up in boredom, her eyes were out of focus, and she murmured: "Sister-in-law, I really want glutinous rice balls, I really want to touch its soft belly."

"Do you want glutinous rice balls? Or do you want Pan Ye?"

Lin Mingke raised his pretty eyebrows and said lightly.

"Of course it's glutinous rice balls!"

While talking, Lin Yi's face was filled with anger, and he said angrily,

"Pan Ye, that stinking bastard, I haven't heard from him for so long, so I don't miss him!"

……

night, hour.

The two had previously agreed to take turns to watch the night near Lin Yi's residence before the second master left the customs, and it happened to be Pan Ye's turn tonight.

Pan Ye hid in the blind spot of people passing by, leaned against the wall, and looked up at the starry night sky.

In order to prevent Xiao Tian from being discovered, he didn't bring her with him either.

Without the girl's murmurs, I always feel that something is missing in my ears.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, he looked at a blurry figure not far away, and said in a low voice:
"who?!"

From the shadows, a middle-aged man with short hair and a sword on his waist slowly walked out.

"It turned out to be Zhang Gongfu. It's so late. What's the matter here?"

"who are you?"

Zhang Gongfeng looked fiercely, looked at the strange young man in front of him, and silently put his hands on his waist.

"Go, go, get out, I have something to do with Miss Lin Yi."

"Sorry, Miss Lin Yi is asleep, please go early tomorrow..."

"you……"

At this moment, there was a scream in the courtyard.

Pan Ye's expression changed.

Zhang Gongfeng, who was already ready to go, pulled out the sword at his waist in an instant, and with a horizontal slash, he greeted Pan Ye's neck with a sharp wind of the sword.

Pan Ye had no intention of circling with him, the scorching real yang force rolled in his palm, and he clenched into a fist. A simple straight punch came first and hit Zhang Gongfeng's chest.

"puff."

Blood gushed out of Zhang Gongfeng's mouth, he retreated dozens of steps, turned into a puddle of ooze and passed out.

Real men never look back at a bang.

Without looking at Zhang Gongfeng behind him, Pan Ye turned over and jumped into the courtyard.

At this time, the courtyard was in chaos, and the small building was ablaze.

The little maids were running around with disheveled hair and bare feet.

Pan Ye took out the copper whistle in his arms and blew it vigorously. The sharp whistle pierced the night sky and awakened the sleeping people.

He turned his eyes sharply, only to see a masked man in black night clothes, holding Lin Yi who had passed out by his arms, and was about to climb over the wall and leave.

"Where to go!"

Pan Ye chased the wind, turned into light smoke, and stepped to catch up.

But this person's lightness kungfu is quite good, and he is even a little faster than him.

Passing by the corridor, he saw Lin Mingke spitting out blood and lying on the ground.

Lin Mingke opened a pair of eyes full of affection, looking anxiously at the direction where the thief left, and the eye-catching pool of scarlet blood on his chest was particularly conspicuous.

With a quick glance, the four eyes met.

"Miss Ming Ke, are you alright?"

Lin Mingke stared straight into Pan Ye's eyes, then shook his head, expressing that he was fine.

(End of this chapter)