I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

429 The Fifth Day Without Time to Post, I Miss Him

Mrs. Zhong Si was so frightened that she couldn't hold the knife steadily in her hand.

At this time, a policeman holding an iron chain, iron ruler, and fork came slowly not far away.

Everyone stepped aside one after another, wondering if it's possible that this god is going to pick off the heads of the policemen?

"I want to report to the officials!" But Li Lin rushed forward immediately, pointing to the two scholars and said to the police officers, "These two people slandered the Tongzhi Yamen in Guangzhou. It's a monster who colluded with the White Lotus Sect Heaven and Earth Society!"

If these two scholars could still speak normally, they would definitely have scolded Master Li to death. However, they could only watch as their bodies made unfamiliar movements.

"Kangxi, Kangxi, ate chaff and drank water, Qianlong and Qianlong, not as good as locusts, dogs, Hongli was just a dog raised by Yinzhen at the beginning!"

"You dare to scold the Holy One?!" The arrester didn't expect that there would be a scholar who dared to scold Emperor Qianlong face to face, and also scolded Yongzheng who had been dead for decades. Grabbing the shoulders of the two scholars, "Come here, take me away!"

After a while, the previous two masters had their mouths gagged with straw, and several arresters pressed them down and sent them to the yamen.

In a blink of an eye, there were only one of the seven or eight officials left—not to watch the excitement, they came here to deal with Mrs. Zhong's matter.It's just that it's more important to deal with those two crazy husbands right now.

"What happened?" The policeman looked at Li Lin and Mrs. Zhong Si who was kneeling on the ground and leading the child unswervingly.

"So that you know." Young Master Feng felt that the time had come for him to show off. He stepped forward and shook his clothes, "I lost a goose at home, so I asked someone to bring Zhong Si's son for questioning. When I asked, The child kept saying "eat the goose, eat the goose."

The second young master Feng clapped his hands: "How can a four-year-old lie, I must... I must have misremembered it, and maybe I didn't eat the goose."

He had already planned to bite Zhong Sijia to death, but suddenly remembered that Li Lin was by his side at the moment, and his words took a 180-degree turn.

"Huh? Is that so? I also heard that Mr. Feng arrested Zhong Si and beat him half to death..." Someone in the crowd whispered, and Mr. Feng's cheeks turned red with anger, and he fiercely attacked Stared in the direction where he was speaking.

"Oh my God, Grandpa Pak Tai! You are so merciful, so I opened my eyes to see, this world will no longer allow the poor to live!"

The fourth wife Zhong with haggard eyes listened to other people's gossip, adding oil and vinegar, and suddenly had a seizure, picked up a kitchen knife, "The head of the family was caught in prison and beaten half to death, and now he said that our boy ate goose meat, so I have to ask your old man to help us Testify!"

These words were spoken upside down, but they gave people a strange cold feeling. Before everyone could stop them, they saw Fourth Aunt Zhong stabbing her child to the ground, and raising a kitchen knife to slash at the child's stomach!

"Oh!"

Everyone was shocked by this scene, only Li Lin kicked the unlucky child several meters away without saying a word.

The kitchen knife landed hard on Li Lin's leg, making a loud clang, Mrs. Zhong's arm was numb from the reaction force, and then she saw that there was a dent on the edge of the kitchen knife in her hand!

"What a handsome performance!" A cheer came from the end of the long street, and then a sapphire blue figure appeared, his eyes fixed on Li Lin for a moment, showing a delighted smile, "It seems that today is the day for me, Feng San, to make a profit. !”

"Feng San, what are you talking about here!" Second Young Master Feng stared at his Wu Chi brother and shouted.

"I'm not interested in messing with you. Didn't you hook up with Jia Juren's concubine yesterday?" Feng San was half a head taller than Feng Er, but his eyes didn't look at Feng Er. Throw it towards Li Lin's head!

Feng Renying, the master of the Feng family, has three sons. The eldest son, Feng Yiming, is very wealthy. The second son, Feng Erxian, likes women and also likes heresy. As for the third son, Feng Sanwei... When he sees a martial artist, he always He couldn't help but have the desire to take action, and he would not stop until he beat someone to death.

It's fine to kill someone, but Feng Sanwei doesn't know which muscle is wrong, before beating someone, he has to find an excuse for himself that the other party "has a way to kill", and then use all means.

What is Tang San's counterpart from another world?

When Li Lin was wandering, Feng San's whip had already slammed onto Li Lin's head, and the third young master had a smug sneer on his face - the arrester was right next to him, how dare this strange Taoist fight back?

In the next moment, Feng San realized that Li Lin was suddenly taller than him.

"Huh?" Feng San frowned, and when he lowered his head, he realized that his legs had been amputated by Qi Gen, as if cut off by a sharp weapon.

"You all saw that he did it by himself!" Li Linde was merciless.

"I see, I see!" Feng Er immediately stood up and killed him, causing the bewildered policeman to continue to fall into a bewildered state - after a short calculation, the official chose not to help each other, since they were both members of the Feng family anyway.

Young Master Feng Er had no brotherhood at all. He stood on the left side of Li Lin and could see clearly that the moment Feng San's whip hit Li Lin's forehead, the metallic color of Li Lin's head flashed away. .

Then, Feng San was chopped off cleanly, as if he had sent his leg to the guillotine.

This is inevitable, after all, Li Lin's head is now the ax of fear. Although the appearance is no different from ordinary people, the essence has completely changed.

After asking Feng Er to comfort Feng San, who was emotionally unstable, Li Lin now started to deal with the matter of Sister Zhong Si.

Li Lin walked up to the child who had been kicked a few meters away, and stretched out his hand across his chest.

The dim golden purple flashed away, and the child's chest and abdomen seemed to be cut open by scissors. The blood, flesh, and white bones opened to both sides, like a shell whose pearls were taken away.

As Li Lin's various "miracles" gradually unfolded, he found that his secret transmission and even the invisible technique were rapidly awakening, and the effects were rapidly returning to normal.

But Sister-in-law Zhong, who was not far away, fell into self-doubt - you kicked my son away, but in the end you still forced my son's stomach open?

The policeman and the third young master Feng, who witnessed this scene for the first time, looked like they had seen a ghost.

After a long time, what they met was not a liar, but a real god?

This mood of uncertainty and fear reaches its peak when the child raises his head and plays curiously with his acid-filled stomach.

"Look." Li Lin pointed to the little bumps in the child's stomach, "What kind of meat is this?"

Beggar Zhang bravely stepped forward, and at a glance he saw that it was not goose meat: "This is not goose meat, it's... it's snail meat, it's snail meat."

"The son of Zhong Si's family is not talking about eating geese, but eating snails!"

Zhong Sijia's grievances were washed away in a frightening way, but at this time, no one paid more attention to the truth behind this incident.

When Li Lin withdrew his palm, the child's chest and abdomen were intact as before, and Mrs. Zhong Si hugged him tightly, and the crowd who had fallen into an eerie silence before all kowtowed to Li Lin.

"Gods, gods! Living gods!" Among them, Feng Sanshao, who had his leg cut off, shouted the loudest.

He crawled to Li Lin's side with hands and feet, crying bitterly: "I'm blind and don't know the real god, please forgive me, take my leg back."

"Immortal, real person! Don't pick him up!" Beggar Zhang's hairs stood up, and Fuzhi shouted in his heart, kowtowing to Li Lin with the murderous eyes of Feng's family, "Feng's family is not a good thing, I beg you to be the master for the people , accept this family's wickedness!"

"Do you want to stand up again?" Li Lin said, looking at Feng San who was kowtowing like garlic.

"Think, think!" Feng San felt that he was in trouble as soon as he heard this.

"Really, you can't do it, you can't do it!" Probably aware of the compassion of the gods, not only Zhang beggar, but also Zhong Sisao shouted, "The people of Feng's family are all evil people with maggots in their hearts!"

"Shut up, daddy!"

Young Master Feng Er's gaze was sharp and dark. It is true that there is a gap between him and Feng San, but the reputation of the Feng family cannot be tarnished.

But this time, not many people would care about him.

"Grandpa Immortal, it's because I don't know Mount Tai..."

Feng San, who was dripping with cold sweat, had a look of resentment in his eyes. He had secretly written down the names of these people, and he would take revenge on these people who had the means to kill in the future.

"But I refuse." Li Lin said.

"Thank you, Grandpa Immortal...Huh?" Feng San raised her head in surprise, tears and snot stuck on her face, her expression was dull.

"My biggest hobby in life is saying no to a self-righteous person like you." Li Lin said, "And you are too reactionary."

430 The first post without intermission...

Here, Li Lin ignored the third young master Feng who was stalking him with a stern look, and then turned his gaze to the second young master Feng who was dripping with cold sweat.

"Where is your father?"

Young Master Feng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He did not expect that this god would still kill his father after he had been flattering him all the way!

The onlookers were even stiffer. Logically speaking, he should rush forward to arrest this mad Taoist who threatened to destroy everyone, but how can mortals arrest gods?

Not to mention arresting Li Lin and bringing him to justice, if this god doesn't like them and knows the Yamen...wait a minute.

Cold sweat was dripping down the catcher's wrinkled forehead - the real person in front of him who was suspected of being a god, both in his clothes and hair, were only found in the Ming Dynasty. Naturally, he would not be familiar with the Manchu Qing Dynasty, which had occupied the Central Plains for a hundred years. What a favorable impression, but there is no respect for the emperor in words.

Could it be that those two scholarly husbands who suddenly went crazy... the arrester who consciously thought of a certain possibility suddenly felt weak in his legs, and secretly hated why he stayed here.

Li Lin looked at him in surprise, and didn't know what the policeman was thinking, his face turned white and dark, but Master Li has one advantage that he never thinks about things that he can't figure out.

Not long after, surrounded by people, Li Lin arrived at the door of Feng Mansion, and a line of shimmering words jumped out from the dark green table.

[Your presence in the eyes of fate has improved. 】

Li Lin sneered, with a proud look on his face.

I have been entangled with fate for 2 years, do I still care about this level of attention?

But in this tributary of secret history, if the suppression of the invisible technique is slightly relaxed, the eyes of fate will linger...

A gloomy look gradually appeared in Li Lin's eyes, damn it, dare to plot against me?Sooner or later your head will be screwed off.

He completely forgot about the fact that he unilaterally defeated Destiny in 2000.

Under the gazes of everyone with different expressions, Li Lin took two steps forward, put his hands behind his back, and kicked Feng Er who was carrying Third Young Master Feng on his back: "Go and open the door."

A look of resentment flashed in Feng Er's eyes. He stepped forward and handed the dying Feng San to the gatekeeper. He ignored their shocked inquiries and motioned for them to open the door, and went to inform Master Feng.

......

At this time, Chen Shouting, the prefect of Guangzhou, was visiting Fengfu.

Foshan Town is known as the four towns in the world, and Foshan is the only rich town. There are rich and wealthy people coming from south to north. If you go to the rivers and lakes to practice boxing and sell the martial arts, you have to visit the dock when you arrive in Foshan. This thing is not black if you say it is black, and it is not white if you say it is white.

With these sages taking the lead, Foshan town has endless streams of people who make money, sell porcelain, cheat, and play fairy dance, and there are only a few people who sell human flesh buns, otherwise it will be a wave of waves.

How can a single seventh-rank magistrate of Nanhai County manage this kind of place? That's why since the Yongzheng period, a fifth-rank Guangzhou Tongzhi has been added, and the yamen has been established in Foshan.

The current Guangzhou co-prefect Chen Shouting was born as a top-ranked jinshi. His great-grandfather opened the city gate and surrendered to Manchuria when he entered the customs.

According to such a family background, and relying on his formal background in the imperial examination, Chen Shouting should have had a successful official career in the officialdom.If it was in the pre-Ming Dynasty, this Chen Jinshi should have been a noble official of the Qing Dynasty first, and then go on as a Beijing official.

However, in my Qing Dynasty, apart from Yongzheng, who was a heterogeneous Aixinjueluo with a Han family temperament in his bones, which emperor didn't be careful and wary of these Han officials with money and rat tails?Even if a role model Sun Zhixie offered to shave his hair and make clothes easier, he would never allow these Han officials to call themselves slaves.

The defense of the Manchu and Han Dynasty was pinched to death by them.

Among the emperors, especially the old Shiquan who went to the south of the Yangtze River six times, Aixinjueluo Hongli was the most suspicious. Kong, it is not due to his reputation as the creator of the first literary inquisition in all ages.

Naturally, these Han groups were also included in the separate books, allowing Chen Shouting to serve as Marquis of Baili in Guangzhou, which is regarded as a great grace of the emperor.

Chen Shouting also claimed himself as a famous official. Since he was released to the county magistrate of Nanhai, he passed the evaluation three times in a row. Logically speaking, he should have been promoted long ago. However, he did serve four consecutive terms in Nanhai County. A middle-aged bureaucrat who is not wavering in Gujing.Even the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi couldn't stand it, and promoted him to Guangzhou Tongzhi - fortunately, the place is close enough, walking out of the Nanhai County Yamen, there is Tongzhi Yamen within three miles.

After suffering for so many years, Chen Shouting also looked away, cut off the idea of ​​promotion, and didn't bother to make money. He just collected gift money during festivals and festivals, and he made a lot of money in this affluent place.

As for the criminal name, he didn't bother to take care of those who were in charge of the defense.

At this time, there was a commotion outside. Chen Shouting, who was dressed in a green dress and a small hat, looked like an ordinary husband, but with a calm expression, he waved his hands to Feng Renying with a gray beard in front of him: "Why panic? If there are really people like Huang Guanyu Supernatural powers, I should have gone to the Forbidden City to accompany the emperor's attendants, among other things, I should have killed the arrogance of those lamas first."

"If you want me to say, it's just a blindfold, and the savages in the country are ignorant."

Feng Renying smiled heavily: "It's hard to say."

But in his heart, he was thinking about those enemies he had offended.

However, the game of chess in front of me really couldn't go on. A few minutes later, four strong servants brought in Feng San, who had broken legs and was dying. The cross-section of his legs was as smooth as a mirror, whether it was the bright red muscles or the pale stubbles, they could all be seen with his own eyes.

"Oh!"

Chen Shouting was so frightened that he overturned the tea cup, but Feng Renying gave him a cold look, suppressed the anger in her heart, gritted her teeth and said to the old master Chen Shouting brought: "The dog made a fool of himself, but it made Mr. Chen laugh. Let's let him know first." Mr. Chen, please go to the guest room to rest."

The old master named Gu also turned pale and did not dare to look at her. He nodded slightly to Feng Renying and walked away with Chen Shouting, who could no longer walk.

After Chen Shouting left, Feng Renying's complexion completely darkened, and a burst of greenness rose on her face: "You bastard!"

Following this roar, the ivory chessboard placed on the table fell to the ground, smashed to pieces, and the black and white pieces were mixed together.

"Have you used the medicine yet?!"

"Back to the master, the medicine has been used." The attendant holding Feng San's legs said, "It's just that Young Master Feng San seems to be hanging by something... No matter what medicine is used, it will not get better. "

"really?"

Feng Renying's complexion darkened suddenly.

"Return to the master, seriously." The attendant nodded, "And master, that Taoist kept the second young master by his side. He also gathered a large group of unscrupulous people to block the gate."

"Damn it!" Feng Renying slammed his fist on the stone table, making a shallow dent on the table, "Come here, please bring Chen Tongzhi back!"

431 Your Majesty, do you still remember the 33rd year of Qianlong's patting?

Over there, Feng Renying planned to invite Chen Shouting back to host, but after Chen Shouting walked for a while, he immediately opened his eyes and grabbed Old Master Gu.

"Old Gu, hurry up, it will be too late."

"My lord, you are..."

Old Master Gu looked at Chen Shouting with clear eyes in confusion, wondering what this fellow Guangzhou scholar was going to do.

"You are confused, Old Gu!"

Chen Shouting pinched his chin, and just said: "The demon party case in the 33rd year of Qianlong!"

"...My lord's lesson."