Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　Looking at Qu Feiyan who was limping, Lin Jingzhe didn't care whether Qu Feiyan agreed or not, he went straight to her side and hugged her lazily.

　　Being picked up by Lin Jingzhe, Qu Feiyan struggled subconsciously for a few times, and then she remained completely obedient, just letting Lin Jingzhe hold her.

　　under the moonlight.

　　Lin Jingzhe hugged Qu Feiyan and walked back, talking while walking, "You have a good rest, there should be no more troubles tonight."

　　"Ah."

　　Buried in Lin Jingzhe's arms, Qu Feiyan seemed to be a different person. She nodded obediently and stopped talking.

　　. . . . . .

　　The night passed quickly.

　　Lin Jingzhe woke up from a big tree.

　　Looking at the sun in the sky, Lin Jingzhe couldn't help squinting his eyes, then turned over from the tree.

　　"Brother Jingzhe, goodbye by chance."

　　"The poison needle in the handkerchief is given to brother Jingzhe for self-defense."

　　"I'll borrow your donkey for a few days, but I'll keep it."

　　...

　　After looking around and not seeing Qu Feiyan's figure, Lin Jingzhe finally saw the handwriting left by Qu Feiyan on a large rock.

　　In addition, Qu Feiyan also left some gadgets for Lin Jingzhe, that is, the famous Black Blood God Needle of the Demon Sect.

　　"It looks like I can only walk slowly."

　　The donkey was ridden away by Qu Feiyan. Although she didn't know how she kept the donkey from barking, Lin Jingzhe didn't care too much.

　　After spending half a day with Qu Feiyan, Lin Jingzhe still had a good impression of this eccentric little aunt Liang. .

Chapter 22

　　Walking on the official road, Lin Jingzhe walked aimlessly, just to kill time.

　　Just stop and go like this, another three days have passed.

　　Lin Jingzhe didn't find it boring at all, he just regarded it as a tour of the mountains and waters.

　　Unknowingly, Lin Jingzhe walked from the forest path to the official road. After inquiring, he realized that he was far away from the Fuzhou area.

　　"After all, I saw some people."

　　After walking in the deep mountains and forests for a few days, Lin Jingzhe couldn't help but smile when he saw the pedestrians passing by on the official road from time to time, as well as the motorcade passing by from time to time.

　　"Excuse me, have you seen a teacher dressed like me?"

　　Lin Jingzhe had just re-selected the direction to move forward when he heard a voice coming from a distance behind him.

　　Turning his head slightly, Lin Jingzhe realized that it was a monk and nun asking a woman.

　　The monk and nun were about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a graceful figure. Although she was wearing a loose robe, she could not hide her graceful appearance. Seeing her, she was as beautiful as a pearl and jade was pure and flawless.

　　"I haven't seen it."

　　When the monk and nun heard the woman's answer, she couldn't help but feel disappointed, but she still politely folded her hands towards the woman and made a Buddhist salute before continuing to ask.

　　Lin Jingzhe just glanced back slightly, and then went ahead, not interested in the little nun.

　　"Wait a minute, young man."

　　Just as Lin Jingzhe continued to walk forward, he heard the questioning voice of the little nun.

　　Lin Jingzhe had to stop, looked at the little nun's timid eyes, and said directly, "I haven't seen it before."

　　"But...but I haven't asked yet."

　　Hearing Lin Jingzhe's answer, the little nun was slightly taken aback, she did not give up because of Lin Jingzhe's words, but repeated what she had said to the woman before: "Excuse me, have you seen someone dressed like me? The teacher's wife?"

　　"I'm afraid it's hard to find if you keep looking like this."

　　When Lin Jingzhe saw the little nun's insistence, he shook his head slightly, and then said, "Go directly to the destination and wait. Naturally, you can wait."

　　"But... but Yilin got lost."

　　Hearing Lin Jingzhe's suggestion, the little nun Yilin lowered her head and her voice became quieter.

　　'Yi Lin? '

　　Hearing the little nun's murmur, Lin Jingzhe looked at it again, and Yilin's appearance confirmed the identity of the little nun.

　　Yilin is a female disciple of the Hengshan School, her master is Shitai Dingyi, her father is a monk Bujie, and her mother is an old bell-ringer of the Hengshan School.

　　Innocent, pure and kind is the description of Yilin in the original book.

　　"You can find it by asking more."

　　Lin Jingzhe looked at Yilin, who was a little dumbfounded, and gave her advice.

　　After talking to Yilin, Lin Jingzhe continued to walk forward, thinking for a while, Lin Jingzhe decided to go to the nearest market to buy a horse or something.

　　After all, he has been walking on his feet, but it is too slow.

　　"Ask the way?"

　　Hearing Lin Jingzhe's words, Yilin began to look around, this time she found that she couldn't see anyone at all.

　　Those who were on the official road just now have long since left.

　　Looking at Lin Jingzhe's back, Yilin pondered for a while, and followed up decisively.

　　. . . . . .

　　"Has the Qingcheng faction also been wiped out?"

　　In a mansion, Director Wang of Jin Yiwei, who was in charge of Jianghu affairs, fell into contemplation with the information book handed in by his subordinates in his hand.

　　Although the Qingcheng faction was only a mob in his eyes, it was an important piece of chess he used to stir up the waters of the rivers and lakes.

　　But now this chess piece has been completely abolished before it has played the role it should have.

　　It made him feel like he wanted to vomit blood.

　　"A little escort dares to ruin my good deeds."

　　Picking up a portrait from the table, a gleam flashed in Mr. Wang's eyes. If it weren't for his other layout coming to a critical moment, he really wanted to lead the team and let the kid named Lin Jingzhe feel the torture.

　　"Let's keep an eye on that kid."

　　After thinking for a while, Director Wang gave the order again: "Also let Zuo Lengchan come to see me."

　　"As ordered!"

　　After receiving the order, the subordinates who were waiting beside Director Wang immediately took the order and turned to leave.

　　'Daming is really an eventful time. '

　　After Wei Wei took a sip of tea, Director Wang stood up and looked north out the window.

　　Ten years ago, a very strange thing happened, and a very strange gray area appeared in the borderlands of the entire Ming Dynasty.

　　Then from time to time, some strange people came out of that place.

　　This time, he received an order from the imperial court to rectify the chaos in the rivers and lakes, which was the arrangement made by Emperor Ming in order to deal with the chaos that the gray area may bring when it surfaced.

　　. . . . . .

　　After half a day.

　　Outside the tall city wall, pedestrians lined up to accept the interrogation of entering the city.

　　Lin Jingzhe leaned on the back of an ox cart and lay on the grass with peace of mind. After negotiating with the driver, he paid some money and hitchhiked all the way over.

　　"Not you."

　　"next."

　　The soldiers' investigation was very strict, and everyone looked at the portrait carefully.

　　Soon they came to the ox cart where Lin Jingzhe was.

　　The soldier just glanced at Lin Jingzhe's appearance, then he didn't speak any more, and let the coachman and him enter the city.

　　Lin Jingzhe glanced slightly, and immediately recognized the person on the wanted list.

　　Blue Phoenix, the leader of the Five Poison Sect. .

Chapter 23

　　Lin Jingzhe was no stranger to the character Lan Fenghuang. She was a subordinate of Ren Yingying, the saint of the Sun and Moon Sect.

　　He likes raising poisonous snakes, and is good at using poisons, as well as making poisonous poisons.

　　"Can I go with you then?"

　　Entering the city, Lin Jingzhe decided to find a place to eat, and the little nun Yilin who had been hanging behind him, walked up quickly.

　　When she came to an unfamiliar city, Yilin subconsciously wanted to get closer to the slightly familiar Lin Jingzhe.

　　"as you like."

　　Lin Jingzhe looked at Yilin's pure and flawless eyes, waved his hand and walked forward.

　　After spending too much time in the wild, Lin Jingzhe thought for a while and decided to find a place to rest.

　　After finding an inn, Lin Jingzhe walked in.

　　"Three days later, Liu Zhengfeng will wash his hands in a golden basin. There will be a lot of fun to watch."

　　"I'm afraid it's not so easy for Liu Zhengfeng to quit martial arts so easily."

　　There are many people in the inn, there are people from the three religions and nine streams, from the south to the north.

　　A group of people in the middle raised their glasses frequently and chatted enthusiastically. Everyone at the table was a top man, and it could be seen from the momentum that they were people in the martial arts.