I said I'd go back in time

Chapter 18 Murder
"Unexpectedly, Jiang Hong has such an emotional side even though he is seriously ill."

In the ward, Lin Xingxin sighed, "I'm afraid that little girl has a lot to do with him."

At this moment, the voice of the cat doll on the hospital bed beside him sounded in Lin Xing's heart: "Do you really believe him? I don't think he is someone who has the ability to open the door."

Lin Xing said: "It's worth a try, not to mention that if the security chief in the village is really trafficking people, how can I just sit idly by."

Hearing Lin Xing's words, Bai Yiyi knew that Lin Xing was going to meddle in her own business again, but then she thought that the other party has the ability to turn back time, so it's really not a big problem to take a risk.

And thinking of going back in time, Bai Yiyi felt a little enlightenment in her heart: "Wait... Maybe Lin Xing doesn't really want to meddle in other people's business."

She remembered that the other party had cultivated a scythe skill after fighting to the death with the old man with a hatchet, honed his Taiqing long fist to the second level during the fight with two army ruffians on the dirt road in the village, and rushed out of the village to kill him. Accumulated experience in group battles.

She secretly said in her heart: "Turning back time is not just a means for Lin Xing to save his life, but also a method for him to hone himself."

"Handling in a deathmatch environment is much more useful than usual practice. Countless times of going back in time, that is, countless life-and-death fights, allow him to make rapid progress in an instant and grow at a speed that others can't imagine."

"This must be the real reason why Lin Xing is nosy!"

"He pretends to be crazy and stupid on the surface, and he always looks like he is actively looking for death. In fact, he wants to get the opportunity to activate his ability, and then achieve rapid growth in a short period of time. This shows that he has great ambitions."

Thinking of this, Bai Yiyi felt that everything seemed to be taken for granted.

Originally, she never believed that there was anything upright, and she only wanted to punish rape and evil, and chivalrous people.

She only believes that everything about people must have their own purpose, and most people's purpose is often related to interests.

But now that she understood the context of Lin Xing's actions, the other party suddenly became far-sighted in her eyes.

"This man uses integrity as his disguise, and actively participates in life-and-death fights in order to grow. I am afraid that there is a bottomless ambition hidden in his heart."

But suddenly, Bai Yiyi was slightly taken aback: "But why did he take the initiative to show me the ability to turn back time?"

"Wait, when did he show it to me? It seems that after I took the initiative to reveal that I have mastered many skills..."

In an instant, Bai Yiyi's heart tightened: "Could it be that he thought of cooperating with me at that time? So he told me about going back in time again and again... Isn't he pointing at me?"

At this moment, Lin Xing, who was sitting cross-legged beside her, seemed more and more unfathomable in her eyes.

But the more this is the case, the more Bai Yiyi feels that this apprentice is not in vain, and she thinks in her heart: "With Lin Xing's growth rate, maybe I will have the final say in the Taiqing sect in the future, and let him be the master of the Taiqing sect at that time." Gate, I will be the Supreme Elder."

Thinking of this, Bai Yiyi couldn't help laughing at Lin Xing who was sitting cross-legged.

"Wait..." Bai Yiyi observed Lin Xing who was sitting cross-legged for a while, seeing his eyes lightly closed and his palms facing the sky, she couldn't help asking: "Lin Xing, are you practicing meditation?"

"Well." Lin Xing replied: "I want to understand the inheritance of Daotong. Now that boxing has reached the second level, all that remains is to practice meditation on the second level and spells on the first level."

Lin Xing recalled the memories that had awakened in his mind, and explained: "But if you want to practice the spell, you must first practice the first level of meditation."

"Although I can't practice skills here, I have never tried meditation. I plan to lay the foundation here first, and I can practice faster when the door opens."

Bai Yiyi couldn't help but said: "Meditation is all learned by those old monks and Taoist priests. It takes one or two years to practice the first level quickly, and there are also ten or eight years that are slow. You have this time to practice hard. Martial arts, has long been comprehended and inherited, and even went a step further."

In Bai Yiyi's view, the energy, time, and achievements gained in understanding the inheritance of Taoist boys are not as good as practicing martial arts and passing on the inheritance of soldiers.

Lin Xing shook his head and said, "My memory tells me that the Taoist inheritance is more suitable for me than the soldier inheritance. I trust my memory."

Bai Yiyi originally wanted to persuade her again, but suddenly thought of her previous judgment on Lin Xing.

"Lin Xing is not an ordinary person. He is a person who is good at disguising, has great ambitions, and acts vigorously. Since he insists on choosing the Daoist inheritance, maybe there is a real reason for him..."

Thinking of this, Bai Yiyi decided not to persuade, but to see what Lin Xing would do.

So the next time was spent in Lin Xing's meditation practice.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusted his cross-legged body according to the way he remembered, tried to empty his mind, and focused all his attention on breathing.

It's just that during this process, he didn't experience the so-called samadhi in his memory at all, and it was difficult to restrain distracting thoughts, let alone the so-called perceiving the movement of the body in the breath as he remembered.

He just felt that the more he sat, the more irritable he became, and he couldn't help but want to move.

In the blink of an eye, at night, Lin Xing still had no achievements in meditation.

After eating, he lay directly on the bed and began to think about whether it was necessary to practice meditation next.

But just a moment later, he suddenly felt a difficulty in breathing, and his head began to hurt.

Vaguely, he seemed to see someone rushing in and carrying him out, more and more people rushed over, and some doctors began to give him first aid...

But before Lin Xing could react, he suddenly lost consciousness.

When he came back to his senses again, he found himself sitting cross-legged on the ground, apparently returning to the past.

"I am dead?"

Lin Xing was slightly taken aback, this was a very rare reason why he didn't directly discover his death after going back in time.

"why?"

Lin Xing held his head and thought: "I remember..."

He began to recall the situation before his death: "Headache...chest pain...discomfort...was rescued? Could it be that I fell ill and died suddenly?"

"But I go to bed early and get up early every day, eat on time, and keep exercising. It would be too bad luck if I die suddenly."

After a while, a nurse knocked on the door and brought in the dinner.

Seeing the dinner being delivered to the table, Lin Xing's eyes suddenly froze.

He recalled all the details in his memory, but he couldn't think of any signs of being attacked.

"Then there may be only one possibility left."

Looking at the food in front of him, Lin Xing pointed to the food and said, "It's poisonous."

The nurse was slightly taken aback, thinking that Lin Xing had fallen ill, but saw Lin Xing pointing at the food and continuing to yell that it was poisonous.

After making a fuss, Lao Zhong came to him and asked seriously, "Are you sure there is poison in it?"

Lin Xing said: "Nonsense, I have already been poisoned to death once."

The nurses around were even more disapproving when they heard this, and Lao Zhong frowned when he heard it, but thinking that the other party was someone arranged by Wei Zhi, he still took out the food for testing.

And not long after, the entire building C suddenly entered a state of martial law, all personnel were under centralized management, and Wei Zhi also came to Lin Xing immediately.

"You're right, your food was indeed poisoned, but how did you know?"

(End of this chapter)