Volume 1: Wind Rising From the Mountains and Swamps Chapter 73: Rest
Early the next morning, Han Ji and Du Song took Lin Yi and drove the carriage to the dock.
Next to Lin Yi were two ten-pound wine jars. They were bought on the street last night and were filled with spiritual wine. Naturally, it was indispensable to go to Qianqiufu Winery in Qincheng and buy dozens of kilograms of old wine. He was worried that the spiritual wine given last night was too little to allow Ling to truly recover, so he wanted to see Hong Banxian today and give him more. But when the car passed the west gate, he was nowhere to be seen.
The city is still a little quiet, but the pier is already full of people and busy.
A ray of light rises in the east, and the water on the Qin River ripples and scales shine. The person's face is also covered with a layer of golden light, making him more energetic.
Lin Yi drove the carriage to a large ship, pushed against the carriage, and stopped the carriage.
Han Ji stepped forward to talk to someone, and within a moment, several men dressed in black came. With the wind blowing under their feet, they stepped on the gangplank and boarded the ship. In the blink of an eye, they were carrying bags of salt and loading them onto Lin Yi's carriage.
Each bag of salt weighed no less than a hundred kilograms, and fifteen bags of salt quickly filled the cart. These 1,500 kilograms of salt should be enough to feed the 2,000 to 3,000 people of the Tianlong sect for three to two months. Lin Yi was thinking blindly, but his eyes kept looking around the dock.
"Junior brother Lin, the salt equipment is ready, let's clear the way!" Han Ji shouted to Lin Yi, and he and Juniper rode forward.
Lin Yi pulled back the carriage and shook the reins in his hands. The two strong horses "Hui Hui" snorted and pulled the carriage hard.
The uphill road went slowly, and Lin Yi was not in a hurry, letting the horse move forward step by step. He glanced towards the roadside and when he saw someone, he smiled and wanted to say hello, but then turned his head and looked away pretending to be unintentional.
After the carriage reached the river embankment, it became much more brisk, but the horse's footsteps were a little heavier than before.
When the carriage arrived at the west gate, Lin Yi didn't care about Han and Ji in front. He stopped the carriage, jumped out with two wine jars in his arms.
Hong Banxian was drunk last night and came out a little later today. As soon as he put the cloth pole in place, he saw Lin Yi running over. He stepped forward and said, "Brother Lin, is this...?"
Lin Yi put down the two wine jars, took out a small package and stuffed it into Hong Banxian's arms, and whispered with a smile: "These two jars are medicinal wine. If Madam recovers from her illness, you and Quan'er can also drink this." Wine can cure diseases and strengthen the body. This is a gift from a friend. Keep it for your family. Don't make any noise and cause trouble. I will leave now. Mr. Hong had better go home first to avoid any accidents here. , farewell!"
Only then did Hong Banxian understand what Lin Yi meant. Just when he was about to say something, he saw that he had already jumped on the carriage and waved to him. Then there was a loud sound of bluestone slabs and the wheels rolled away.
Hong Banxian squeezed the parcel in his hand and hurriedly put it on his shoulder. He did not dare to stay at the city gate for too long, so he put away the cloth pole and walked home with two jars of wine in his arms. After returning home, Quan'er saw her father who had just gone out, and then came back in a panic. She hurriedly asked: "Dad, what happened?"
Hong Banxian kept walking and said anxiously to Quan'er: "Quan'er, please close the door and follow your father!"
When he came to the back room, Hong Banxian ignored his wife's doubts and put down the wine jar first, then placed the package on the bed, and then told his wife and Quan'er what Lin Yi had told him when he left.
After that, the three members of the family stared at the package on the bed.
Mrs. Ling was also calm. She opened the package gently and couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw a hundred taels of silver lying quietly in the package.
One hundred taels of silver is enough for ordinary people to have enough food and clothing! Seeing so much money was already a distant thing in Ling's memory. How could Lin Yi be so generous?
"Husband, what should I do? My family has a deep love for brother Chenglin. We have yet to repay it, and yet we receive generous gifts from him. This is inappropriate! Why don't you refuse?"
Feeling anxious in her heart, Ling's tears fell. Quan'er also had a small face with panic, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her mother, but she looked back and widened her eyes, hoping that her father would say something to clear up the doubts.
Hong Banxian stamped his feet and complained: "Oh! Brother Lin was in a hurry, dropped his things and left. I knew there was silver in the package, but there were so many people at the city gate that I didn't dare to open it and take a look. ! How could I accept such a large amount of money?"
Ling's tears still kept coming, and Hong Banxian looked distressed. How could Lin Yi act so recklessly? A few taels of silver is already considered a generous gift, but this hundred taels of silver makes people feel uneasy! Could it be that he really has a crush on my Quan'er...?
"Madam, don't be angry. Brother Lin will pay him back when he comes again! If he doesn't want it, the money will be used as dowry!" Hong Banxian said matter-of-factly. However, Mrs. Ling suppressed her sobs and looked at Hong Banxian with suspicious eyes, then fell on her daughter next to her.
"Ah - what are you talking about, daddy!" Quan'er's face turned red with anger, and she turned around and ran out.
Mrs. Ling frowned and said angrily: "How can you talk like this, husband! Look, my Quan'er is so embarrassed...but..." Looking at Hong Banxian's cheerful look, Mrs. Ling also showed a smile in the corners of her eyes.
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Lin Yi drove the carriage and left Qincheng facing the rising sun. Since he had sincerely helped Hong Banxian's family, this matter was put behind him. Sitting in the carriage, he couldn't help but think of an incident on the dock.
The person I met on the dock was Ding Mao. At that time, he was standing with several people, one of whom was thick and strong with a fierce aura. This person is Liu Juhu from the Pai Gang.
Lin Ben wanted to say hello to Ding Mao, but saw him standing behind Liu Juhu with a respectful expression, shaking his head secretly at him. Knowing that something was wrong, he turned away and pretended to be a passerby.
Why is Ding Mao like this? Lin Yi sat in the carriage, as if in a state of meditation, but he was secretly thinking about it.
Two hours later, the sun ran to the top of the head, and two horses and a carriage came to a stream.
The horses were pulling the fully loaded cart, and they were also tired and wet all over. They kept panting and spitting white foam. Han Ji was also careful and looked back in time to signal to rest.
Lin Yi stopped the carriage, untied the two horses and brought them to the waterside, and took out a cloth bag from the carriage, which contained some fine horse feed.
Han Ji and the others also loosened the horse's belly band, let the horse drink water and feed, and nourish the legs. Then they took out dry food and sat aside to eat.
Lin Yi also had dry food in his car, but he was not hungry and was energetic.
Lin Yi came to the side of the car and sat on the grass. He took a sip of the gourd.
The spiritual energy in this wine is better than anything else, and it can be made into a fur coat! The spiritual energy in the body condensed day by day, and the sea of qi gradually filled up. Lin Yi looked forward to the perfection of the fifth level of Xuantian Heart Method. If he reached the sixth level of cultivation, could he take the Qi Gathering Pill? If he took three Qi Gathering Pills, he could smoothly reach the ninth level of Qi training, and the foundation-building stage would be just around the corner. If that were the case, wouldn't he be able to fly a sword in the air and travel thousands of miles in an instant...
When life has a goal, it is like traveling thousands of miles, with a direction...
After daydreaming for a while, Lin Yi raised the gourd, but put it down again. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Ji and Du Song.
The two were still chewing the dry food in their hands.
Lin Yi tied the gourd to his waist, looked around casually, and then closed his eyes to rest.
"This stinky boy, he has been traveling for half a day, isn't he hungry? He even pretended to drink two sips of wine, which is annoying!" Du Song didn't like Lin Yi at first, and seeing him resting cross-legged again, he couldn't help but chew a mouthful of dry food and complained.
Han Ji said with a smile: "It's tiring to drive the carriage, let him do it!"
"Humph! After we go back, the inner sect competition should be over. What a good opportunity, but I'm sent to do this job now, it's really annoying!"
Du Song was indeed annoyed that he couldn't watch the inner sect competition. But this errand was not small, nor was it big, and he needed a person with good martial arts to accompany him as a guard. He couldn't match Lu Shu's reputation, but his martial arts were among the best among the outer sect disciples, so it was reasonable for him to be assigned by Mu Guanshi to come.
"Hey - Han Junior Brother, did you hear any noise?" Du Song's face condensed, and he leaned over to the ground and listened carefully.
Han Ji also held his breath and nodded, saying: "It seems that someone is coming this way."
"There are four people in total, and there is a sound of weapons exchanging." After Du Song finished speaking, he jumped up to tighten the horse's belly belt. Han Ji also got busy. Seeing that Lin Yi was still sitting with his eyes closed, he hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up and get on the horse. Someone is coming with a weapon."
Lin Yi opened his eyes, responded, and got up to pack up.
Han Ji and Du Song were indeed the backbone of the outer disciples. At this time, they had weapons in their hands and were ready for battle. There was no panic on their faces. Although Lin Yi seemed to be slow, he quickly got the carriage ready.
Lin Yi put the cloth bag of hay back into the carriage and clapped his hands. Just as he got on the carriage, he saw a tall man with bare hands, blood all over his body, cursing non-stop, running over. Two men and one woman were chasing him closely.
The man in front saw someone on the side of the road, and he ran straight to Han Ji and the others with a fluke in his heart.
A man with a strange face behind also saw Han Ji and the other two. His eyes were fierce, and he exerted force on his feet, holding the scimitar high and chopped it down fiercely.
The man in front heard the sound of wind behind his ears, and he slipped while running, dodging to the side, then he turned around and punched behind him. The latter missed the scimitar, and before he could withdraw his hand, he was hit by a punch on the back of the knife, and with a "hum", the scimitar flew out of his hand.
The man took advantage of the situation and did not show mercy. He punched the opponent's chest one after another. The man behind him stopped suddenly and jumped back, but he could not resist the swiftness of the fist and was about to be hit by the fist.
Suddenly, another scimitar slid across a silver light, bypassed the companion in front, and cut towards the opponent's wrist.
The unarmed man saw that the situation was not good, and the fist that hit the opponent's chest was retracted violently, and the other fist hit the back of the knife with a "wu" sound. The scimitar turned, danced a knife flower, and slashed towards his armpit. The unarmed man could only turn his body and dodge backwards.
"Chi——" His clothes were torn, a line of blood burst out, the unarmed man groaned, turned around, and continued to run to Han Ji's side.
The unarmed man's fists were powerful, but he could not beat the opponent's large number of people.
Seeing this, Han Ji was angry. This man clearly wanted to shift the blame. But seeing his bravery and the identity of a disciple of the Tianlong Sect, he kept his face cold and suppressed his anger.
"I am Gu Tianshi from the Iron Fist Sect. These people came from the wild land and harmed my brothers for no reason under the feet of the Tianlong Sect. Please ask the masters of the Tianlong Sect to uphold justice!"
When the man hurriedly asked for help, he did not forget to report his name.
Lin Yi shook his head secretly not far away. Why was Gu Tianshi being chased by several people? This man is indeed an old man in the world. A few words made Han Ji and the others unable to avoid it.
Just an outer disciple of the Tianlong Sect, how much weight does he have in front of these three vicious masters?
Especially the colorful-dressed woman at the back, who was only in her prime, with a pointed chin, fox eyes and peach cheeks, as charming as a snake, making people feel uncomfortable just by looking at her!
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