Chapter Eighty-Three: Grace as a Mountain
Lin Zhao, who escaped from the mountain at night, was very embarrassed.
He hadn't been on the mountain, he didn't know the road, and it was dark, so he couldn't tell the path clearly, and after only walking for half an hour, his clothes were scratched by things like thorns and branches, so after walking for a while, he decisively gave up the idea of going down the mountain overnight, but found a slope on the mountain to rest.
It was very uncomfortable to sleep in the open air, and it was easy to survive until the next morning, when the sky was bright, Lin Zhao continued to grope down the mountain, and at this time, with the light of day, he suffered a lot less, and slowly touched the foot of the mountain.
Although this mountain is not the main peak of Dongbai Mountain, it is still a small peak of Dongbai Mountain, when he walked to the foot of the mountain, Lin Zhao saw that several officers and soldiers were setting up a card check, he frowned slightly, and he didn't know whether he should go over or not.
If Cheng Jingzong was still there, Lin Zhao would not have come forward in front of these officials and soldiers at this time, but now that Cheng Jingzong has returned to Yuezhou, even if he leaves any orders, these low-level officials and soldiers may not dare to kill people.
Lin Zhao only hesitated slightly, then made up his mind and walked towards these officers and soldiers.
He had been gnawing on dry food in the mountains for a few days, and because of the huge mental pressure, he had not slept well for several days, and at this time he had to return to the city of Yuezhou as soon as possible and rest for two days.
"How many...... Poor big brother. ”
Lin Zhao gritted his teeth, walked over, and spoke in the authentic Yuezhou dialect in his mouth, and the officials who set up cards heard the movement on the mountain, and almost immediately pulled out their knives and pointed in the direction where Lin Zhao was, Lin Sanlang, who was in rags, walked out of the forest with a wry smile on his face, and said: "A few big brothers, in Xia Lin Zhao, the children of the Lin family in Yuezhou, were taken captive to the mountains by the bandits. ”
"A few days ago, the officers and soldiers suppressed bandits, and I took the opportunity to escape, but I got lost in the mountains, wandered around for several days, and just found my way down the mountain."
Several officers and soldiers are all from the city defense battalion, and they are all locals of Yuezhou, and when they heard Lin Zhao's dialect, they knew that even if he was not from Yuezhou City, he was from the outskirts of Yuezhou City, and it was unlikely that he was from Dongbai Mountain, so they all let down their vigilance and said, "Are you from the Lin family?" ”
"Yes, in Xia Lin Zhao, there are three lines in the family, and eleven lines in the same generation."
An officer who was older nodded and said, "A few days ago, I heard that a junior of the Lin family was captured by bandits, and I haven't found it for a few days, and I thought you were in trouble,"
Hearing this, Lin Zhao knew that he was no longer in any danger, he breathed a sigh of relief, arched his hand at several officers and soldiers, and said: "Thank you for a few poor brothers, I have no money in my lower body, and when I return to Yuezhou, I will definitely thank you again." ”
There must be a total of four or five officers and soldiers at the checkpoint, and one of them is older and has a lively mind, and said to a few colleagues: "You guys are watching here, don't let him go, I will go back to Yuezhou to inform the Lin family, and let the Lin family come over to recognize people." ”
At this time, Lin Zhao's identity can actually be confirmed, as long as he goes to the Lin family to report the news, most of them can get some rewards, this is a fat trip, these old fritters in the official army naturally refuse to let go of this oil and water.
In this way, Lin Zhao was temporarily detained in this checkpoint by several officials and soldiers, and then one of them returned to Yuezhou to report the news, not long after this person left, the search and rescue team of forty or fifty people of the Lin family arrived at the foot of Dongbai Mountain, they first inquired at the various checkpoints left by the officials and soldiers, and immediately found out Lin Zhao's whereabouts.
Even Lin Tanhua, who had lived in officialdom for a long time, was also excited at this time, and under the guidance of the official army, he rushed to the checkpoint where Lin Zhao was, and before he got closer, he called out loudly: "San Lang, San Lang-"
Lin Zhao also heard Lin Jian's voice, although he was quite weak at this time, he still reluctantly responded: "Seventh Uncle, I'm here." ”
After hearing Lin Zhao's winner, Yuan Dagong's body trembled, and he stumbled towards Lin Zhao, talking as he walked: "Heaven is pitiful, God is pitiful..."
Finally approaching, Lin Yuanda hugged his nephew, tears fell in his eyes: "If something happens to San Lang, Uncle Wei will be uneasy for the rest of his life, but fortunately, God has mercy and blesses you safe and sound." ”
If the last time Lin Zhao was caught in prison and beaten, it was Lin Jian who owed him a favor that was not easy to repay, then this time Lin Zhao was caught in a thief's den because Lin Jian, Lin Jian owed him a life-saving kindness that he couldn't pay off in his life!
Lin Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "Seventh uncle, don't worry, I don't have anything to do, what about my mother?" Is she okay? ”
Lin Jian let go of his nephew, looked Lin Zhao up and down, and after making sure that he was not missing arms or legs, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Your mother comes to Lin Mansion every day to inquire about your whereabouts, I really don't know how to tell her, now it's okay, you can go back to Yuezhou safely, and I have an explanation for your mother." ”
Speaking of this, Lin Yuanda glanced at Lin Zhao and showed a smile on his face: "By the way, how did San Lang escape from the bandits' den?" ”
"That's a long story."
Lin Zhao shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Seventh uncle, let's talk about it on the road, I'm a little hungry now." ”
In the past few days, he has only eaten some dry food in that cave, and he has not eaten much properly, and he has not eaten water and rice for the last day, and he is quite hungry.
Lin Jian patted his head and hurriedly said, "I almost forgot, Lin Qu, quickly bring some food for San Lang!" ”
After a while, Lin Zhao finally ate hot food, and before leaving Dongbai Mountain, he asked for some money from Lin Jian and gave a little to the officers and soldiers who were guarding the card.
Lin Jian originally came on horseback, but in order to take care of Lin Zhao, he asked people to find a carriage, and the uncle and nephew sat in the carriage and slowly returned to Yuezhou.
In the carriage, Lin Yuanda looked at his nephew, who was a little embarrassed, sighed and sighed: "If it weren't for San Lang this time, I'm afraid I would have lost my life, I really don't know how to thank San Lang." ”
Lin Zhao shook his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Seventh takes care of me a lot, someone wants to harm Uncle Seven, so naturally I can't turn a blind eye." ”
Speaking of this, he paused, and then asked, "By the way, Uncle Seven, Brother Zhao, he ......."
That night, Lin Zhao saw Zhao Ji, he was seriously injured and covered in blood, but at that time, Lin Zhao couldn't take care of him, so he went directly to the Lin family's compound.
Hearing Lin Zhao mention Zhao's nationality, the smile on Lin Jian's face instantly converged, he shook his head and sighed, and said: "It's because my uncle can't live in Zhaojiazhai, more than 20 people in Zhaojiazhai have died because of me, and when the matter in Yuezhou is over, I am going to go to Nanyang Funiu Mountain to make amends to the people of Zhaojiazhai." ”
Hearing Lin Jian's words, Lin Zhao's heart was also a little gloomy.
The Zhao Ji, who taught him martial arts, still didn't survive.
The uncle and nephew were sad for a while, Lin Jian looked at Lin Zhao and asked, "San Lang, what have you encountered these days, come and listen to me." ”
Lin Zhao nodded, and immediately told Lin Jian about his experience in the past few days, and even did not hide the fact that he killed Boss Xu.
After all, in this era, killing a bandit is not a sin, but a merit.
"That's about it."
After Lin Zhao finished speaking, he spoke: "It was only this morning that I escaped from the mountain. ”