Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 850: Return of the Descendants
Looking at the Big Toad King's appearance, Bai He seemed to understand what he was thinking.

"Brother Chan, I am a crane now, how can I be startled? Everyone, please be patient, let's wait and see!"

Upon hearing this, the Great Toad King also lowered his body. Yaci and Chanqin smiled at each other and said nothing. They did not show any majesty of the North Sea Dragon King and his wife. They hid together in the reeds, giving the Great Toad King enough face.

The Big Toad King now leaned close to Bai He and whispered something.

"This is a real dragon from the North Sea! You are so calm!"

Bai He glanced sideways.

"Rather than the fact that Lord Yalong is your son-in-law, I am more surprised that you actually have such a daughter!"

Bai He finally told Yi Shuyuan the complaints he wanted to make but couldn't when he heard that the Great Toad King had a daughter. However, the Great Toad King was not annoyed at all after hearing this. Instead, he was extremely proud.

"Hehe, this is why you can't judge a book by its cover. Chan is very handsome and extraordinary. Although I didn't tell you at the beginning, I have thought about my daughter's pride and you are a good match for her. I have thought about matchmaking. When the time comes, I will, uh..."

Sensing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, the Toad King quickly shut up.

"Just kidding, just kidding"

Bai He didn't want to pay any attention to the Big Toad King. After hearing his narration, his memories of his past life came back to him and he almost exclaimed "Oh shit".

Yaci, who was standing behind him, shook his head, while Chanqin smiled and patted Yaci.

After a while, the noise in the distance gradually became louder. However, there were actually many noises of wild animals at night on this side of the mountain. It was just that to Bai He, the Great Toad King and others, the noises made by humans were particularly obvious.

Bai He and Hui Mian, who was hiding in the feathers, were thinking about it at this moment. They remembered that a similar thing seemed to have happened when they first came to Dayan.
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In the woods in the distance, two people with blood on their bodies were walking quickly, but their faces were slightly pale, and it was obvious that they were injured.

However, although his condition was not very good, he was still entangled with a lot of evil spirits and resentment, and it was obvious that he had killed many people not long ago.

Finally they reached the edge of the woods, and there was a quagmire ahead, but both of them were almost exhausted.

"Hush, take a break."

After the person in front made the suggestion, he sat down against a tree. The person behind him took two steps and supported himself with his hands on the tree. He did not sit down immediately, but looked back for a long time. After a long time, he slowly sat down against the tree.

"Rumble"

The thunder seemed to be far away, but the lightning could still illuminate many places in a brief moment, and the swamp wetlands full of raindrop ripples could be seen.

The big tree blocked some of the rain, giving the two more energy to catch their breath.

"Hey, hey, hey, brother, we need to cross this swamp and climb over a mountain to get there. We can rest there for a while, and then think about other things."

The man who was called Big Brother did not reply, but just tried to calm his breath. He pulled off his headscarf and wiped his face, wiping away the blood on his face that was mixed with rain, and his body relaxed a little.

However, after the headscarf was pulled off, the man's round head was revealed. His hair was very short. An ordinary adult's long hair would easily reach past the shoulders, but his was only half a finger long.

"Brother, do you regret following me to do this, and now you are hiding from place to place like a stray dog?"

The short-haired man suddenly asked this question. The man next to him turned around to look at him and wiped his face with his hand.

"Brother, what are you talking about? I, Lin Xianjie, have had enough. This world is so absurd. Instead of waiting for death in coma, I'd rather follow you and make a splash. Just like the last few times, we can act together. What does it matter if we are from a powerful family?"

The short-haired man smiled.

"Yes, it doesn't matter if we are from a powerful family. But we brothers have ended up like this. If it weren't for the intervention of the hero Chi Dian, we would have lost our lives."

When the hero Chi Dian was mentioned, the other person also recalled what happened the day before. Both of them were rescued by him, but he also poured a bucket of cold water on them.

In today's world, the so-called justice of the underworld has become a joke. Everything is the law of the jungle, and everything is extremely dangerous. In all the countries in the world, it is still okay in some more comfortable places, but in many places the people are no more than cattle and livestock, and in the eyes of the people, the people of the underworld are almost equated with bandits.

Lin Xianjie was silent. The martial arts and methods of those people before them, as well as the few magic spells he knew, all seemed a little ridiculous.

Seeing that Lin Xianjie didn't say anything, the short-haired man smiled and said.

"Even a senior like Chi Dian who is highly skilled in martial arts and still has a righteous mind is just struggling in the tide of troubled times, Xianjie."

Lin Xianjie looked at the people around him.

"Big brother?"

The short-haired man hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke out the words that had reached his throat but he swallowed them back several times.

"In fact, I, Yang Binghong, am not as noble as you think. I am here to punish evildoers, but I am doing this to avenge my own personal grudges. I don't want to overestimate myself. Maybe I should let it go."

Lin Xianjie opened his eyes slightly and looked at the eldest brother next to him, but the other party seemed not to dare to look at him. Only after a long time, Yang Binghong turned his head and looked at him.

Lin Xianjie couldn't help but clench his fists.

"You said it was just to avenge your personal vendetta?"

"yes."

At this moment, Lin Xianjie was filled with anger.

"what--"

Lin Xianjie punched Xiang Yang Binghong hard. The latter wanted to block or dodge almost reflexively, but gave up the moment the thought came to his mind and was hit hard on the cheek.

After a "bang", Yang Binghong was knocked one foot off the ground, and fell into the mud beside him with a "pop".

"Why didn't you dodge? With your martial arts skills, can't you block this punch——"

Lin Xianjie roared towards the mud, then rushed to Yang Binghong who had climbed up, and punched him hard again. The sound of this punch was even duller, and it hit directly in the stomach, causing Yang Binghong to arch his whole body.

"Ugh, ugh"

Seeing Yang Binghong holding her stomach and wanting to vomit, Lin Xianjie wanted to fight again, but he finally held back. After taking a breath, he stood in the rain with his head raised, letting the rain extinguish his anger.

"Yang Binghong, do you know why I hit you?"

Yang Binghong raised his head and Lin Xianjie stood up holding his clothes.

"You underestimate me, Lin Xianjie. I've said before that I have a family tradition and am not an ordinary person. Although I am uneducated and have not received the true teachings, and you are indeed very selfish, I can see that you have a heart to save all!"

"I beat you for the brothers who died and fled. If they knew you would say such things, they would beat you harder than I did—"

After saying that, Lin Xianjie threw Yang Binghong to the ground and sat down in the rain without any trees to shelter him.

After a long time, the two men's breath calmed down again, and it seemed that the original restlessness was relieved because of this venting, although one of them was just being beaten.

The rain stopped without us noticing, and the clouds dispersed quickly, revealing a bright moon.

Lin Xianjie's anger seemed to have subsided, and he extended his hand to Yang Binghong who was still sitting in the wetland.

"Big brother!"

Yang Binghong shook his head, but still grabbed Lin Xianjie's hand and stood up, feeling a little guilty. He didn't know how Lin Xianjie could see that he had the intention to save everyone.

Perhaps it was because he had just come out of the temple and still had a little bit of the feeling of being a monk?
But Yang Binghong himself knew that most of what he had just said was true, and he was not as noble as Lin Xianjie thought.

"Let's go, we'll be there soon, maybe we can get some sleep under a roof before daybreak!"

The two men simply tidied themselves up and continued to walk quickly forward in the swamp water. However, what they didn't know was that someone was following them along the way.

The way Yang Binghong and Lin Xianjie entered Hele Mountain was of course different from the way Yan Bo and Bai He flew directly from the sky. They crossed a long swamp, then climbed a hill and then a peak.

Although they could go around the swamp to reach their destination, climbing the mountain was obviously the shortest distance, and the two of them really couldn't stand the wet swamp, so climbing the mountain was more comfortable.

When they climbed over the mountain and reached the halfway point on the other side, Lin Xianjie's speed suddenly slowed down.

Yang Binghong was a little confused.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Lin Xianjie answered Yang Binghong's questions while looking for something.

"It should be here. My father told me that my grandfather's grave is nearby. Did I take the wrong road?"

Yang Binghong frowned slightly, helped to look for it, and jumped to a nearby high place to check.

"Here it is!"

Yang Binghong shouted and Lin Xianjie immediately walked over. The two of them soon arrived in front of the three graves.

Looking at the tombstones in front of the three graves, Lin Xianjie knelt down excitedly. This was his first time to come here to worship, at least the first time since he could remember.

"Grandpa, grandma, master, great master, Lin Xianjie is here to see you. I am here to see you on behalf of my parents!"

Yang Binghong stood blankly behind Lin Xianjie, his eyes wide open at this moment, his sight was fixed on the tombstone in the front.

Master Tianyu?

Han Shiyong is so famous! Even though Dayan has been destroyed for many years, and even though Baiyu Dao was destroyed many years earlier, as long as you are a person in this land, it is impossible that you have not heard of Baiyu Dao.

Even in ordinary people's homes during troubled times, there are many stories similar to Bai Yu Dao passed down by the elders.

Of course, in this land today, the stories of Tianyu Zhenren have mostly become legends, one of the many things that have been passed down from the previous dynasty, and many people don’t even think they are true.

At this moment, suddenly seeing the tomb of Tianyu Zhenren Han Shiyong had an extremely huge impact on Yang Binghong.

"My dear brother, the family-inherited Taoist technique you mentioned, could it be the White Feather Dao?"

Lin Xianjie had already kowtowed nine times. At this moment, he straightened up, turned back and smiled.

"Everyone has a few secrets. If only I had been more motivated, if only Dad had been willing to teach me more."

No wonder Lin Xianjie once said with a smile that if he could learn the family's secret method, all his brothers together would not be able to defeat him alone. It turns out that he was not bragging.
Compared to Han Shiyong, Yang Binghong has never heard of Liao Wenzhi's name, or in other words, the only name left in the entire Baiyu Dao is Han Shiyong, and he is also the one mentioned in most stories.

Lin Shuzheng and his wife must be Lin Xianjie’s grandparents.

"what"

Lin Xianjie suddenly cried out in surprise, which brought Yang Binghong back to his senses from the shock.

"what happened?"

Lin Xianjie moved closer to the tombstone and waved back.

"Brother, look, there are some incense sticks left here. It looks like someone has come to worship here!"

Yang Binghong also moved closer to observe, and then looked at the other two tombstones.

"All three! Could it be that your relatives have been here?"

Lin Xianjie stood up and shook his head.

"I am the only one left in the Lin family now, and because of what happened to Bai Yudao back then, even if there are relatives that I don't know about, the elders will never tell them about this place!"

At this moment, the two of them were curious and alert at the same time.

(End of this chapter)