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Some memories, faintly seem to exist in the previous life, and the past life will leave traces in the current life, but not many. Thinking about it carefully, it can be said that it is like it never happened.

In Wozhou City, Lin Chong lived quietly with his wife and children for many years. The scouring of time will fade even the tattoos on his face. Because no one mentions it anymore, he gradually ignores the past himself.

Many things happened during this fleeting time, but isn't it the same everywhere? Whether it was the seemingly peaceful past or the current chaos and restlessness in the world, as long as people's hearts remain together and are at peace, they can always have a place to return to, no matter how turbulent the times are.

People are meant to suffer in this world. True paradise has never existed anywhere...

"We need to buy rice for the house."

On the morning of the third day of the seventh month, Xu Jinhua said this to Lin Chong while eating breakfast. The child, Mu Anping, was eating steamed buns beside them, gulping them down. Lin Chong nodded: "Rice has become more expensive recently."

"People outside are saying that there will be another war."

"It's not the first time. We even survived when the Jurchens captured the capital. Nothing will happen. We have already surrendered."

"It doesn't sound peaceful outside," Xu Jinhua grumbled. Lin Chong smiled: "I'll bring back a melon tonight."

"It's expensive. Don't waste money."

Lin Chong nodded with a smile. After breakfast, Old Zheng, the constable, came to find him, so he took his white wax spear and went to work with him.

Wozhou is located in the north of the Central Plains, on the border between the Jin Prince's forces and Wang Juyun's rebel bandits. It’s not exactly peaceful, but not too chaotic either. Lin Chong works for the government, but he is not actually a formal constable. Instead, he is a patrol officer who works under a formal constable. The current situation is chaotic, and it's not easy to find a job in the yamen. Lin Chong doesn't have a strong personality, and he has lost his ambition to advance in recent years. He found this job to make a living through connections. After all, his abilities are not bad, and after so many years in Wozhou City, he has finally achieved a stable life.

Zheng, the constable who accompanies him, is an official officer and older. Lin Chong calls him "Brother Zheng." Over the past few years, the two have had a good relationship. Constable Zheng has also advised Lin Chong to find some connections, give some gifts, and obtain a formal officer status to ensure his future life. But Lin Chong never did.

He lives a stable life, but he is ultimately afraid of the corruption above.

"Little Guan's matter will be settled." On the way to the yamen, Brother Zheng talked to Lin Chong about his family matters. His son, Zheng Xiaoguan, is eighteen this year. He usually learns some martial arts and wants to work in the yamen. He has smoothed things over with the yamen's secretary, and as a result, he has found an even better opportunity. Qi Ao, the son of the wealthy Qi family outside Wozhou City, is recruiting family generals. Qi Ao's family is a branch of an even larger family - the large family that once occupied Hebei and Hedong, led by the great scholar Qi Yan. After surrendering to the Jurchens, they still have great power in the Central Plains today.

Through this kind of relationship, being able to join the Qi family and work with this Qi family son is an incredible future: "Today, the secretary will be hosting a banquet for Young Master Qi at Xiaoyan Tower, and he has allowed me to bring Xiaoguan over. He even asked me to arrange a girl for Young Master Qi, saying that she should be voluptuous."

"Then find one at Jin Tower," Lin Chong said. After so many years as a constable, he knows the situation in Wozhou City better than anyone.

"It has to be a top courtesan." Concerned about his son's future, Constable Zheng is extremely serious, "I have also spoken to the martial arts school, wanting to ask Xiaobao's master to invite Master Tian Zongshi to accompany him, but unfortunately Master Tian Zongshi has something to do today and can't go. However, Master Tian Zongshi also knows Young Master Qi and has promised to put in a good word for Xiaobao in the future."

Lin Chong nodded. Tian Weishan is a famous martial arts master near Wozhou, and he also has a lot of face in the government and military. This is a connection that Lin Chong, Constable Zheng, and others cannot usually reach. Being able to use it once will ensure a worry-free life.

In such discussions, they arrived at the yamen, and it was another ordinary day of patrolling. It was the seventh month of the lunar calendar, and the dog days of summer were still going on. The weather was hot, and the sun was scorching, but it wasn't too difficult for Lin Chong. In the afternoon, he bought some rice and spent money to buy a watermelon, which he first put in the yamen. Near dusk, the secretary asked him to work overtime in place of Constable Zheng to investigate a case, and Lin Chong agreed, watching the secretary and Constable Zheng leave.

That night, a very ordinary thing happened.

In our lives, we sometimes encounter such things. If they never happened, people would live their whole lives normally. But somewhere, it will eventually fall on someone's head, and others will be able to continue living simple lives.

This year is already the ninth year of Jian Shuo of the Wu Dynasty, separated from the former Jinghan Dynasty by a long period of time enough to make people forget many things. On the third day of the seventh month, Lin Chong's life came to an end, for the following reason:

On this day, Chen Zeng, the secretary of the Wozhou government, hosted a banquet for Qi Ao, the young master of the Qi family, at Xiaoyan Tower in the city. After the host and guests had a good time, Chen Zeng took the opportunity to have Zheng Xiaoguan come out

to perform a set of boxing to liven things up. The matter was settled, Chen Zeng sent Constable Zheng and his son away, and he accompanied Young Master Qi to Jin Tower to pass the rest of the time. Young Master Qi, who had drunk too much, got out of the carriage on the way, staggering drunkenly down the street. Xu Jinhua carried a basin of water out of the room and poured it onto the street, and a few drops of water splashed onto Young Master Qi's clothes.

Qi Ao walked into Lin Chong's house.

When Constable Zheng and his son arrived here, things were already coming to an end. There were not many people living on the nearby streets. Due to the presence of Qi Ao's personal guards, most people had hid in their homes, but there must have been some people who saw what happened. Chen Zeng stopped Constable Zheng, who wanted to go in, and Constable Zheng said, "This is Mu Yi's house."

"...Young Master Qi was drunk, and I couldn't stop him." Chen Zeng was stunned. He hadn't had much contact with Lin Chong in recent years, and the government's view of this colleague with no temper was limited to "knowing some martial arts." After thinking for a moment, he said, "You have to settle this."

Afterwards, Qi Ao came out of the house, staggering, straightening his clothes, and then stumbled back onto the carriage. The Qi family's guards naturally stayed behind to clean up the mess. Constable Zheng, Zheng Xiaoguan, and that person went in together, casually introducing Lin Chong's situation as he knew it: "He's a person who doesn't want to cause trouble, but...he probably has some martial arts skills. He's very strong. He has tattoos on his face. Back when it was still the Wu Dynasty, he was someone who committed a major crime..."

"Then we have to find a way to deal with it properly."

"Alas...alas..." Constable Zheng sighed constantly. "I'll talk to him first. I'll talk to him first."

Inside the room, Xu Jinhua was already dead, with blood all over the floor. The child, Mu Anping, was lying on the floor in the inner room, seemingly knocked unconscious by Young Master Qi. At this time, he slowly woke up and shouted loudly. Constable Zheng went over and hugged him: "Don't shout, don't shout. I'm your Uncle Zheng..."

"Mom—Mom—" The child's voice was shrill and sharp. Zheng Xiaoguan, who had some contact with Lin Chong's family, experienced such a tragic thing for the first time, and was a little at a loss. Constable Zheng handed Mu Anping over to Zheng Xiaoguan after knocking him unconscious again with difficulty: "Quickly, quickly, take Anping to another place to take care of him first. Call your uncles over to deal with this matter...Mu Yi usually doesn't have a temper, but he's very skilled. I'm afraid he'll act rashly and we won't be able to hold him down..."

Zheng Xiaoguan left as quickly as he could, carrying Mu Anping in his arms. He ran fast and called people quickly. The old constable hadn't had time to figure out how to deal with Xu Jinhua when Zheng Xiaoguan's hesitant voice came from outside: "Uncle Mu, you...you don't go in..."

"What don't go in? Come, I bought a watermelon. Let's eat it together, you..."

Something stopped here.

It wasn't just the sound.

Constable Zheng couldn't figure out what to say either. The watermelon fell to the ground, its color similar to that of blood. Lin Chong walked to his wife's side and reached out to feel her pulse. He timidly felt it several times, and his towering body suddenly collapsed to the ground, trembling like a sieve.

"Fake, fake, fake..."

Then, vaguely, he heard Constable Zheng say something. He didn't understand what those words meant, or where they came from. The world is like autumn wind, life is like fallen leaves. His leaf had fallen, and so everything was collapsing.

Some memories, no matter how far apart they are in life, can still clearly and vividly approach one's eyes. That high-spirited youth, the helplessness and grief after being framed, the humiliating tattoos, Gao Qiu, Gao Mu'en, displacement, Liangshan, the chaotic world, those knives, spears, swords, and halberds are stabbing over, the clash of metal, they are stabbing over from that gray screen overwhelmingly. Xu Jinhua, and the child, they fell in a pool of blood.

The scouring of time will fade the tattoos on people's faces. However, there will always be some things that lurk on the other side of the body like maggots in the bones, accumulating there day after day, year after year, causing excruciating pain that cannot be felt.

"...These things aren't happening for the first time...this is just the way the world is, Brother Mu...marry another one, marry a better one...Think about it, we are all just ordinary people, there's nothing we can do. The emperor was even captured by the Jurchens and taken to the north to be their dog. Brother Mu, you haven't been working in the yamen for just one day. You have to think positively..."

In the midst of countless collapsing sounds, that nagging noise was occasionally mixed in. Lin Chong's body collapsed for a long time, then he knelt up and slowly crawled forward. In front of Xu Jinhua's corpse, a sad cry finally came from his throat, but facing that corpse, his hand didn't dare to reach out. Constable Zheng dragged over a quilt and covered the exposed corpse. Someone came to drag Lin Chong, someone tried to help him up. Lin Chong's body shook, and he wailed loudly. Not many people had ever heard a man's cry that was so desolate.

This cry lasted for a long time. Inside the room, Constable Zheng's two cousins ​​were supporting Lin Chong, and Zheng Xiaoguan and others were also surrounding him. Constable Zheng occasionally spoke to comfort him. In the night outside the room, some people came to watch, and some left again. Lin Chong was helped to sit on a chair. Many things were collapsing, and many things were resurfacing. That voice made sense. In fact, how could these things have only happened once or twice over the years? When Tian Hu was still around, Tian Hu's relatives plundered and robbed in their territory, and it was not surprising. When the Jurchens came, the people who were killed

people, people who died unjustly, were more than just one or two. This was originally a chaotic world. People with power naturally oppressed people without power. He saw it in the government, and he just felt it, looked forward to it, and hoped that these things would never fall on his head.

Clearly, those chaotic years had passed safely...

Why did it happen...

Inside the room, Lin Chong dragged Constable Zheng, who was walking past. The other party struggled for a moment. Lin Chong grabbed his neck and pressed him onto the wooden table: "Where is he..." His voice was so faint that even he himself couldn't hear it clearly.

The people around him surged up. Zheng Xiaoguan also rushed over: "Uncle Mu, Uncle Mu..."

"Brother Mu, don't be impulsive..."

"Don't mess around. Let's talk nicely..."

Many arms stretched out, pushing him and dragging him. Constable Zheng patted the hand on his neck. Lin Chong reacted and let go of him to speak. The old man got up and comforted him: "Brother Mu, I know you're angry, but there's nothing we can do..."

The world was spinning, and the vision was gray and white. Lin Chong's soul was not in his body. He mechanically reached out and grabbed "Brother Zheng's" right hand and tore off his little finger. Two people on either side grabbed one of his hands each, but Lin Chong didn't feel anything. Blood spurted out. Some people were stunned, some people screamed loudly. Lin Chong tore off that finger as if he were tearing off a piece of dough and threw it away.

"Where is he?" A weak voice came from his throat. The scene beside him was chaotic. The old man shouted, "My finger, my finger." He bent down to pick up the finger on the ground. Lin Chong wouldn't let him go. The chaos continued for a while. Someone raised a bench and smashed it on his body. Lin Chong folded one of the old man's fingers and tore it off: "Tell me where he is?"

The great pain caused the old man to lose control of his bladder. Someone punched him in the back. Zheng Xiaoguan also screamed and punched Lin Chong twice. Lin Chong looked at him confused until Zheng Xiaoguan shouted, "Mu Anping, don't you want Mu Anping anymore?" The dull look in Lin Chong's eyes reacted a little. The surroundings were messy. Someone was holding a stick and smashing it down. Someone became rude and swung a long knife down. Lin Chong waved his hand unconsciously. The wooden rod burst into sections, and the long knife also curled up and flew out. Someone's body hit the wall, creating a hole in the loud noise. Lin Chong grabbed Zheng Xiaoguan's hand: "Where is he?"

"He was...taken away by Young Master Qi's people. They...they said...if you're willing to pay, they'll give him back to you...Uncle Mu..."

Lin Chong released him blankly and looked at Constable Zheng again. Constable Zheng said Jin Tower: "There's nothing we can do, there's nothing we can do. Xiaoguan is going to work at his house, Brother Mu..."

Lin Chong nodded, then cried again. He nodded: "Brother Zheng, you're right, you're right..." Then he pressed the old constable on the table, reached out and touched his throat, and tore off his trachea.

Zheng Xiaoguan screamed and rushed up from the side, hitting Lin Chong's hand. However, Lin Chong's body was like steel and didn't move at all. Zheng Xiaoguan got up from the ground, groped for a steel knife, and砍用力down. Lin Chong waved his hand, and the steel knife flew to the beam with a *poof*, the blade piercing through it. Lin Chong pressed Zheng Xiaoguan's head on the table, and slapped down. The head sank with a *boom*, and red and white things spurted out. Lin Chong slapped again, and that head, along with the raw wood table made by Lin Chong himself, burst open.

Behind him, there were still people rushing over with white wax spears. Lin Chong just took them and stabbed them a few times. He didn't have any of these things in his mind. Xu Jinhua was lying quietly underground. He and she had met hastily, and separated hastily. At this time, the woman couldn't even leave him a word. In these years of war and danger, he knew those things, and perhaps one day they would come to him.

But why did it have to fall on him? If this kind of thing hadn't happened...

Lin Chong picked up Xu Jinhua's corpse, his whole body covered in blood. He left the room, but didn't know where to bury the woman at this time. He said he would buy rice and melons when he went out in the morning. How could a person who was going to die want to buy rice? Lin Chong couldn't understand these things at all. And their son, Mu Anping, he had such a son. Did they have such a son?

If this thing hadn't happened...

He thought about these things, and finally only thought of: Evil people...

Evil people.

Lin Chong walked towards Jin Tower with blood all over his body...

……

Weishan Hall. On this ordinary day of July 3rd, it ushered in an unexpected big day.

Lin Zongwu went north and arrived in Wozhou only half a day. After meeting with Wang Nantuo, he met with the local snake of Wozhou. He is now a true invincible in the world in the Green Forest. His martial arts are high, and his martial arts are also good. He is willing to come, and Tian Weishan, who has a guest status in the Great Light Sect, is very happy.

They watched a group of disciples perform in the martial arts hall. Lin Zongwu occasionally talked a few words with Wang Nantuo, talking about the recent changes in the north in the past few days, and also asked Tian Weishan's opinion.

"...Not only the Qi family, but several big figures are said to have moved, wanting to intercept the Black Flag Army messengers from the north. Don't say that there is no

The shadow of the Jurchens...To make such a big battle, it shows that there must be amazing information on that person..."

"If you can get it, it will be of great use." Wang Nantuo also said, "By the way, you can also fight against the arrogance of the Black Flag Army..."

Lin Zongwu nodded: "This time, I will do it myself to see who can get past the Central Plains!"

In the conversation, the performance below was still going on. Lin Zongwu glanced at it a few times, and then smiled and pointed out the martial arts of a group of young people. During this period, Tian Weishan's eldest disciple, Tan Lu, also returned once and greeted Lin Zongwu and Wang Nantuo. On a hot summer night, Lin Zongwu pointed out for a while, took a short rest, and at this time, there was a commotion outside, and someone broke in.

It was a figure who was embarrassed and frustrated, covered in blood, with the body of an injured person with broken limbs in his hands, almost pushing several of Tian Weishan's disciples in. One person looked shaky, and six or seven people couldn't push him even, but at a glance, everyone knew that the other party was a master, but this person's eyes were dull, his face was tearful, and he couldn't see the demeanor of a master at all. Tan Lu whispered a few words to Tian Weishan: "...Young Master Qi had some misunderstandings with him..." In such a world, everyone understands the reason more or less.

"Where is Qi Ao, where is Tan Lu, evil people..."

The man looked around, saying such words in his mouth. In the martial arts hall, someone had already come over with swords and weapons. Tan Lu stood up: "I am Tan Lu, brother, you shot too hard..." He was responsible for handling the aftermath for Qi Ao and arranged for his subordinates to wait at Jin Tower. He came to his master this time because he expected that the other party would have a lot of skills. At this time, before he finished speaking, Tian Weishan waved his hand, and then said to Lin Zongwu: "You are laughing." He walked over.

"This hero, my name is Tian Weishan. Today, no matter what conflicts happened between you and Young Master Qi, I dare to mediate for the two of you. Please, this hero, give Tian a face. If you have anything to say, sit down and talk..."

Lin Chong looked at the people in the hall and courtyard, and at the powerful man who was walking over. The other party was Tian Weishan. Lin Chong had been a constable here for several years and had naturally seen him a few times. In the past, they couldn't talk to each other. At this time, they were blocking the way again.

Evil people...

His tears fell again, and the pictures in his mind were always broken. He remembered the White Tiger Hall, remembered Liangshan, the injustice along the way, and remembered the kick his master gave him in the chest that day...

I clearly didn't do anything bad...

Why does it have to be me...

How can people live well?

Why does it have to fall on me...

Evil people...

Unknowingly, he had already walked up to Tian Weishan. Two of Tian Weishan's disciples came over, each carrying a broadsword, trying to separate him. Tian Weishan looked at the man, and the first instinct that flashed in his mind was to raise his fighting stance. Only then did he feel inappropriate. With his status in the Wozhou Green Forest, how could he put on such an action at the first time? However, the next moment, he heard the sentence from the other party's mouth: "Evil people."

"Ah!" Lin Chong opened his arms and rushed up.

In an instant, what erupted was overwhelming pressure. The hairs on the back of Tian Weishan's head stood on end, and his body retreated sharply. In front, the two warriors holding their swords in front of their chests had not had time to react. Their bodies were like being hit by a collapsing rock flow from the mountain. In an instant, they flew up. At this moment, Lin Chong hugged the two of them with his arms and pushed them towards Tian Weishan.

In the blink of an eye, Tian Weishan retreated continuously, and the footsteps in front of him stepped across the courtyard like thunder. In an instant, four figures rushed across most of the courtyard of the martial arts hall. Tian Weishan kept flying back to the pillar beside the courtyard, wanting to turn around.

The huge sound filled everyone in the courtyard. Tian Weishan and the two disciples, as if hugged by Lin Chong alone, hit the red wooden pillar supporting the porch like a cannonball. The pillar collapsed with a frightening loud noise, and tiles and beams fell down. For a time, the vision was full of dust. Someone sobbed in the dust, and after a while, everyone could faintly see the figure standing in the ruins. Tian Weishan was completely pressed underneath.

The Weishan Hall warriors in the entire courtyard had never seen such a scene. Even the Great Light Sect members brought by Lin Zongwu and others were frightened. Wang Nantuo laughed loudly: "Good, take a punch from me!" The voice was heroic, and he walked towards the embarrassed figure.

Lin Chong stumbled towards Tan Lu, looked at the person coming from the opposite side, and threw a punch at him. He stretched out his hands to block it, but his body was still walking forward, and then two more punches came over. The punches were very powerful, so Lin Chong blocked them twice.

Why does it have to be me...

In his mind, there was Xu Jinhua's face, a living face, a dead face. They were together, they escaped together, they built a home, they had children... It was like another life that existed in fantasy.

Why does it have to fall on me.

If everything hadn't happened, how great it would be... When I went out today, everything was clearly fine...

Lin Chong walked towards Tan Lu. The fists in front were still punching over. Lin Chong blocked a few times, stretched out his hands and staggered the opponent's arms. He grabbed the opponent's shoulder, then pulled him over, and hit him with his head.

A headbutt hit Wang Nantuo's face hard.

The other party reached out to block him, his fists danced wildly like a screen, and then hit him again. Lin Chong was walking forward, just wanting to grab Tan Lu and ask about the whereabouts of Young Master Qi and the child. He blocked the opponent's fist randomly a few times, but the fist wind seemed endless. Lin Chong grabbed the opponent's clothes with force, and then grabbed the opponent's arm. Wang Nantuo staggered and twisted his body, trying to get rid of him while counterattacking. The fist grazed Lin Chong's forehead, bringing out blood. Lin Chong's body was also shaking and he could hardly stand steady. He lifted Wang Nantuo's body up irritably, and then slammed it **** the ground while staggering.

With a *boom*, the blue bricks on the ground nearby were all broken. Lin Chong stumbled a few times and walked forward shakily...

The world is like autumn wind, life is like fallen leaves. Where it will drift, where it will stop, it's just a fate. Many years ago, the Leopard Head came here, bumping all the way. He finally didn't care about anything...

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