Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Chapter 368 Poor Scholar

Although he just passed by, Lin Shu already felt that something had happened.

She immediately turned back and ran towards the thatched cottage.

The thatched cottage is five miles away from Lin's mansion, which is not too far away. According to Lin Shu's speed, he arrived in front of the thatched cottage in three minutes.

But now the thatched cottage is already full of people.

"Let's go." Lin Shu pushed through the crowd.

People were also very puzzled by the sudden appearance of Lin Shu, but they still got out of the way.

But when Lin Shu saw the thatched cottage, he was already standing still. In the courtyard of the cottage, the shelves dedicated to drying herbs had been overturned, and the herbs inside were scattered everywhere.

The smashed fence, the broken furniture, and the bonfire in the middle of the yard were full of books.

These books are all Mr. Zheng's treasures, because Mr. Zheng has been working hard for the imperial examination.

Lin Shu had a bad premonition in her heart, and she walked towards the main room step by step with heavy steps.

However, in the middle of the main room, there was a man sprawling all over. This man was formally Mr. Zheng. He was dressed in rags and was holding something. His whole body was bruised and dying.

"Mr. Zheng!" Lin Shu's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but help Mr. Zheng.

Mr. Zheng burst into tears when he saw Lin Shu. She said, "Mr. Zheng, cheer up, you..."

She was about to ask more questions, but found that Mr. Zheng's chin had been stained red with blood. When she pried open her mouth, she found that Mr. Zheng's tongue had been cut off. tongue!

"Hmm..." Mr. Zheng tremblingly handed the item in his hand to Lin Shu. It turned out that it was Lin Shu's clothes.

It was her clothes that Mr. Zheng tried his best to protect.

"Why are you so stupid!"

Lin Shu scolded.

However, Mr. Zheng reached out to Lin Shu with trembling hands. He wiped Lin Shu's tears with his rough thumb, then pointed to Lin Shu's heart, and hammered his own heart with his fist.

The meaning is very clear, let Lin Shu follow his heart and not be coerced by others.

"I'll take you to the imperial doctor, I..."

Lin Shu didn't continue, because at this time, Mr. Zheng had... died of exhaustion.

"Mr. Zheng!" Lin Shu shook Mr. Zheng vigorously, but the other party was out of breath, it seemed that this last breath lasted until Lin Shu came over.

Lin Shu immediately ran to an uncle, and she said, "Is it from the Wang family? Is it them?!"

Sweat appeared on the uncle's forehead, and he looked embarrassed, obviously unwilling to say anything more.

It is no wonder that, under such circumstances, people tend to be more self-protective.

Who would not tell who the murderer is?
After all, no one can give them shelter. Even if they act bravely and tell the murderer, will the murderer be punished?

If the murderer is fine, then the first people to look for when they come back are these ordinary people with no background.

All the onlookers couldn't bear it, and they didn't dare to look Lin Shu directly in the eyes.

Suddenly a child cried and said, "The one who killed Mr....was Wang Wen..."

Before the child could finish speaking, the child's father covered her mouth. The father scolded: "You bastard, do you know that trouble comes from your mouth?" But Lin Shu heard it, and her beautiful face was covered with scars. Covered with a layer of frost, she slowly closed Mr. Zheng's eyes, then slapped her palm towards the bonfire in the distance, and the bonfire was immediately extinguished.

Most of the books inside have been charred.

Lin Shu went to a book and patted the carbonized part on it. She silently put the book away and summoned the huge coffin containing the four corpse kings. She stepped on it and headed towards the capital. fly away.

At this moment in the palace, Wang Wenjun embraced from left to right, and the beauty in his arms kept acting like a baby.

He laughed loudly: "Brothers, enjoy yourself! What a fucking enjoyment! How dare a poor scholar ruin my good deeds!"

"Master, are we going too far?" A servant asked.

Wang Wenjun glanced at him, then suddenly picked up the wine glass and threw it over, the wine glass hit the boy directly on the head.

The boy fell to the ground with an "Ouch", and hurriedly kowtowed for mercy.

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong! I was also afraid of killing someone...I..." The servant sobbed.

Wang Wenjun scolded: "So what if he dies? Anyway, I didn't kill him. He died of poverty, death of poverty! If you don't have money, you should die of poverty!"

"Yes, it's the poor ones!" The Little Servant Alliance accompanied him.

The women in Wang Wenjun's arms also turned pale with fright. They wanted to escape but were caught by Wang Wenjun. He patted the woman's buttocks hard: "What are you afraid of, young master, I won't eat you."

"Yes...Young Master." The woman lowered her head.

"Hahaha..." Wang Wenjun picked up the girl lazily, "You sisters, follow me back to the room. Today, the young master is happy, let's have a good fight with his mother!"

Wang Wenjun was about to walk into the house with the beauty in his arms, but at this moment there was a sound on the roof.

boom!
With a muffled sound, a huge coffin fell from the sky and lay in front of Wang Wenjun.

Wang Wenjun was dumbfounded.

"Yes, it's you?!" The boy exclaimed, he sat down on the ground and pointed at the man standing on the coffin.

Standing on the coffin as Lin Shu, she was wearing a long black dress, with a ghostly makeup on her face, she was very gloomy, although she was stunning, but people dared not come forward to talk to her.

"Hehe, little lady, have you figured it out? Do you want to live with me?" Wang Wenjun quickly calmed down, he put down the beauty, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

Lin Shu tilted his head: "Hey, the corpse is talking!"

The next moment, Lin Shu was already in the same place when he was a child. Wang Wenjun looked around and his expression changed: "Come out, come out for me! Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Master, you...your hand!" The beauty turned pale, pointed at Wang Wenjun's arm, and suddenly passed out.

And Wang Wenjun's head seemed to be wound up, he turned around mechanically, and saw his arm...it was broken!
"Wow!"

Wang Wenjun let out a scream, not far in front of him,

Lin Shu was holding an arm, she pulled the long sword off the broken arm, and then threw the broken arm to the control.

This scene made Wang Wenjun's heart almost stagnate: "Shut up, assistant, you can still connect now, give me back your arm, I'll give you money, whatever you want..."

But he underestimated Lin Shu's hatred for him. The moment the broken arm fell to the ground, Lin Shu's sword flashed, and he chopped the broken arm like a knife.

After a while, several Bai Sensen's bones appeared, and when they fell on the ground, Lin Shu stepped on them and smashed them to pieces!
(End of this chapter)