Chapter 55
"Mr. Lin has a good plan." Looking at Yu Canghai who fell to the ground, Fang Sheng couldn't help expressing emotion.

"Come on, come on, you're not dead yet." Lin Wei said with a smile, then swung and pulled with his left hand, and he pulled out the throwing knife fixed on Yu Canghai's neck.

Everyone looked at him immediately, only to realize that Yu Canghai, who was already exhausted, started to twitch again while clutching his neck.

"Guanzhu Yu is also cute. I don't know what the effect of my own throwing knife is?"

Yu Canghai stared wildly for a few times with his short legs, and it was only then that he died completely.

Lin Wei's flying knife is coated with the golden sore medicine that he researched. This medicine is extremely effective. The only downside is that it needs to be taken immediately when the wound appears. Otherwise, it will be a good life-saving medicine. It will become a deadly poison, not only cannot stop the bleeding, but will also make the blood of the wounded become abnormally active. The kind that can't live.

Lin Wei has done experiments himself. If he wants to heal an injury, the best time to apply the medicine is one second after the injury. After this time, the wound may be stale, and the medicine will have to become poison.

So in line with the principle of waste utilization, Lin Wei put these golden sore medicines on the flying knife.

The moment the flying knife broke the body was also the time when the golden sore medicine took effect, and the amount of medicine on it was enough to heal the original wound instantly.

At that time, Lin Wei jokingly called these flying knives the Holy Mother's Knife.

Because, as long as the knife is not pierced to the fatal place, it can't kill people.

It's just that after the pricking is finished, it is a bit cruel to take it down after a long time.

At that time, the wound and the flying knife grew together, and the flesh had to be removed to remove it.

Besides, Yu Canghai at this time moved his hands away from his throat after his death, and everyone could clearly see that there was an obvious knife cut on his throat.

The knife edge is very narrow, and there is almost no blood. So far, Lin Wei's flying knife has been pulled out for a while, but there is still no blood flowing out.

Fu Tianjiao curiously took a closer look, only to find that the part of Yu Canghai's throat that was cut by the flying knife had miraculously stopped the bleeding, and even some parts had grown new granulation.

It looked a little weird.

"Mr. Lin, are you a flying knife?"

"I don't like killing, so I smeared some golden sore medicine on the knife. It may be because the medicine is more effective." Lin, who doesn't like killing, waved the air rope, searched the dead Yu Canghai, and passed by others. When it was at the heart position, I also tapped on the heart veins of others.

This scene almost broke the strong Liancheng Wall.

Good guy, people are dead, and they want to hurt people's hearts. Is this the so-called bad killing?
Moreover, the act of smearing the golden sore medicine on the hidden weapon is also puzzling, this Lin Wei...!
Yu Canghai is poor, apart from a few banknotes and some scraps of iron, the rest of the poor are those facial makeups.

It is said that the advantage of fighting Yu Canghai is that you can watch him change his face at close range. He is a real master of face changing. With Lin Wei's eyesight, he can't see how he changed.

Lin Wei is actually very interested in this craft, but it's a pity that this guy doesn't have any cheats on him, which makes him a little regretful.

No one has any objection to Lin Wei's behavior of touching the corpse after killing people. After all, everyone does this. The only thing that interests them is Lin Wei's method of controlling internal power, but this kind of thing involves personal secrets , and no one would open their mouths to ask questions ignorantly.

The body was handed over to the later disciples of Hengshan, and everyone strolled back to Hengyang City. Yu Canghai's death did not cause the slightest disturbance in the hearts of these people, even Master Fang Sheng who ate fast and recited Buddha all day long.

"Mr. Lin, some martial arts in the Yunmeng Heart Sutra must be used with caution." Master Fang Sheng, who packed his luggage and was about to leave, said these words without thinking, and then drifted away.

"What's the situation?" Lin Wei looked at Huamanlou in a daze.

"Let me explain this to you. In the early years, a master in Shaolin was controlled by Fairy Yunmeng and did a lot of evil things. Therefore, Shaolin people always feel a little disgusted with this Yunmeng Heart Sutra."

"That's no wonder, I would be disgusted if it was me, but then again, being able to be controlled by Fairy Yunmeng should be regarded as a small virtue, and a great virtue must not be enough."

"Haha, you can't say that. At that time, Fairy Yunmeng cultivated a special kind of true meaning of martial arts, which has a strong blessing effect on martial arts such as mind control and soul control. In addition, she herself is already infinite. Masters who are close to the realm of returning to the void, eminent monks are human after all." Yu Lianzhou talked a lot about the embarrassing things in Shaolin.

Many people turned their backs after hearing it. It's better not to listen to the grievances between big bosses.

But Lin Wei is different. He is very interested in these things, especially what Yu Lianzhou said, the special true meaning of martial arts, which makes him feel even more itchy.

It's a pity that Yu Lianzhou himself listened to other people's talk, and coupled with his innate consummation, Lin Wei really couldn't explain why.

"Second Master Uncle, is this Lin Weiqiang?"

Song Qingshu beat the soy sauce all the way, and finally asked Yu Lianzhou the doubts in his heart when he left.

"Strong, too strong."

"Compared to Uncle Hua?"

"Hard to say."

"Don't you guys always say that Uncle Hua is a genius?"

"This Lin Wei is also a genius, even more genius than ordinary geniuses. He knows a lot and learns a lot, but what is strange is that in him, he can't see the problem of being proficient but not proficient."

"He's only three or four years older than you. He's already innate, and you're only a late-stage acquired child. You have to work hard."

"Of course, you are not bad. Firstly, you are much younger than others. Secondly, you are still relying on Wudang. There are plenty of opportunities, just work hard."

"Second Martial Uncle, don't worry, one day I will surpass them." Song Qingshu just had a little sign of being hit by Lin Wei, and was pulled back by Yu Lianzhou's word Wudang.

Zhang Sanfeng on Wudang Mountain is a cheat for all Wudang disciples.

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"My servant, Yue Buqun of Huashan School, has met Mr. Lin."

"I have seen Head Yue, and I heard Mrs. Lin say that before Head Yue deliberately stayed to protect them. This kind of intention is really rare. It is indeed the famous sword of gentleman in the world." Looking at Yue, who looked like a gentleman in front of him, No group, Lin Wei bowed his hands politely.

"Young Master Lin praised you. This is what I should do. To be honest, I intend to accept Pingzhi as a disciple. I asked Mrs. Lin for her opinion before, and she said she would listen to Young Master Lin. This time I came here to ask you. Views."

"Madam, too. The most important thing to consider in this kind of matter is the child's opinion. How can you ask me?"

"However, I'm also half of his old man. When it comes to the future of the child, I really can't be too hasty."

"That's it, Headmaster Yue will go back first. We will discuss how to decide in private. My original intention is to let Pingzhi practice his family's evil sword manual."

"After all, it's a family tradition of martial arts. Although Chief Lin is gone, the family tradition of the Lin family cannot be cut off just like that."

"Evil Resisting Sword Manual? As far as I know, Pingzhi originally practiced this method, but he doesn't seem to be suitable for it." Yue Buqun finally recovered from Lin Wei's half-laozi sentence.

"wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Yue Buqun asked calmly.

"The version is wrong, what he practiced is fake."

"Fake? How could family martial arts be fake?" Yue Buqun pretended to be curious and asked, but at this moment, his tone was a little anxious.

"Well, it's hard to say, by the way, why don't you see Mrs. Yue?"

"Junior Sister is accompanying Mrs. Lin and the others in the inner hall."

"That's it, then let's go in too." Lin Wei looked more interested in his wife, but he didn't know which lady he was thinking of.

Behind him, Yue Buqun looked at Lin Wei's back, his warm eyes suddenly became much deeper.

(End of this chapter)

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