After returning home, Lin Zhao found that Zhao Xie, who had been lying on the bed, could already move on the ground.

Calculate the time, Zhao Xie has been lying in his house for a month and a half, and in this month and a half, Lin Zhao can only lay on the ground.

This Jianghu guest of Funiu Mountain was injured when he fought with the assassins of Shuofang, the wound was in the back, and he was slashed three times in total, but fortunately, his body was strong and he recuperated for more than a month.

Seeing Lin Zhao push the door in, Zhao Xie, who was moving in the house, raised his head and smiled at Lin Zhao: "The little boy is back." ”

Every time Lin Zhao came back, he would bring him some food, and this time was naturally no exception, he put the food he was carrying on the table, and glanced at Zhao Xie: "Can you go to the ground?" ”

Zhao Xie nodded and said: "I tried it myself during the day today, and my back didn't hurt very much, so I walked on the ground, according to this progress, in more than a month, it should be fine." ”

Speaking of this, after a pause, he spoke: "The people from our village will arrive in Yuezhou in two days." ”

Funiu Mountain can be regarded as a force in the entire rivers and lakes, after all, there are two or three thousand people in a village, and the number of people in no sect can catch up, and the kung fu of Zhaojiazhai is quite powerful, and there are few opponents in the entire Nanyang County.

Lin Zhao looked up at Zhao Xie and asked, "Are you leaving?" ”

Zhao Xie nodded again.

"This time I left home, it's been more than half a year, the last time I fought with Shuofang's people, three of my brothers died with him, and my wife and children at home are very worried, I want to go back and take a look."

Lin Zhao asked with some curiosity: "You have always said that three brothers died, are they your own brothers?" ”

"It's not."

Zhao Xie shook his head and said: "Ninety percent of the men in Zhaojiazhai are surnamed Zhao, and they are all of the same clan, so the same generation is called brothers, and my family has a higher status in the village." ”

After a pause, he spoke, "My father is the patriarch. ”

That makes sense.

Lin Zhao had always been a little strange before, the three brothers of this swordsman died unexpectedly, it stands to reason that he should find a way to collect the bodies of these people, but in fact, after he broke into his house and stayed, he didn't ask much about the aftermath of those "brothers", nor did he show too much grief.

Although the people in the rivers and lakes are indifferent to life and death, it will not come to this point.

Now Lin Zhao wants to understand that those people are Zhao Xie's brothers on the surface, and they should actually be regarded as Zhao Xie's subordinates or entourage, after all, there are thousands of people in a village, although everyone is surnamed Zhao, but I don't know how many generations have passed.

It is precisely for this reason that this seemingly inconspicuous swordsman can take out a hundred yuan for Lin Zhao to deliver a letter without blinking his eyes, which is unimaginable for ordinary Jianghu guests.

Twenty yuan is enough to buy a murderer.

Most of the people who are messing around in the rivers and lakes are poor ghosts.

Lin Zhao sat at his desk, and then took the bills of these days from the side, and after calculating them one by one, he said: "Uncle Seven gave you two hundred and forty yuan before, and your expenses for more than a month should have been deducted from it, but after more than a month, I found that you are not bad, forget about the money, tomorrow I will go to the money shop to bring out the more than two hundred yuan and bring it back for you." ”

Zhao Xie laughed: "During this time, the little boy has been calculating, why did he become generous when things came to an end?" ”

Lin Zhao pursed his lips: "Aren't you afraid that you will be unhappy and cut me off?" ”

When Zhao Xie was lying on the bed before, he was no threat to Lin Zhao, at that time, Lin Zhao naturally wanted to say something, but now that Zhao Xie can walk on the ground, the combat effectiveness of the two sides began to disparity.

Lin Zhao still clearly remembers the scene when Zhao Xie broke in that night.

That day, Zhao Xie, who was seriously injured and dying, could easily restrain him, and he could clearly feel that as long as Zhao Xie made a slight effort, his little life would be gone.

Although I don't know if there is such a thing as martial arts in this world, but at present, Zhao Xie's combat effectiveness is far better than ordinary people.

Zhao Xie glanced at Lin Zhao helplessly, and said: "It seems that the little prince has many misunderstandings about us martial artists, not to mention other people in the rivers and lakes for the time being, at least our people in Funiu Mountain have always acted righteously and never harmed the innocent." ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Xie looked Lin Zhao up and down, and said with a smile: "Has the little boy practiced martial arts?" ”

Lin Zhao shook his head and said, "No." ”

After Zhao Xie moved for a while, he sat back on the bed and said: "Now this world is not very peaceful, there are bandits and bandits in all states, and there are thieves at the border. ”

Lin Zhao found a brazier, threw all the account books recorded in these days into the brazier and burned them, and asked while burning, "How do you know that I will go out of Yuezhou in the future?" ”

The reason why he keeps accounts these days is because he doesn't want to have any relationship with this person in the rivers and lakes, and wants to convert everything into money, so that there will be no grudges and entanglements after the two people are separated, but when it comes to the end, he is a little embarrassed to accept Zhao Xie's money.

After all, they have been together for so long, and if it weren't for Zhao Xie, Lin Zhao estimated that it would be difficult to get in touch with a person of Lin Yuanda's level, so he was naturally embarrassed to ask Zhao Xie for money again.

Zhao Xie smiled and said: "I am Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, and I have been running on the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, all kinds of people have seen it, and I can naturally see some things, although you are still young, you are not in a hurry, the rules are rigorous, and you are extremely smart, a character like you, a Yuezhou can't lock you up." ”

"You will definitely go to a bigger place in the future, to Luoyang, to Chang'an."

Speaking of this, after Zhao Xie paused, he said: "In two days, my own brother will come to Yuezhou to pick me up, and if the little boy doesn't dislike it, I will let him stay in Yuezhou for a few days, teach the little boy some superficial kung fu, and give the little boy some self-defense." ”

Lin Zhao hesitated: "At my age, can I still practice?" ”

According to the martial arts novels he read in his previous life, the best time for a person to practice martial arts should be five or eight years old, and he is now thirteen and close to fourteen years old.

Zhao Xie said with a smile: "You can practice martial arts at any age, but if you are young, you will hurt your body. ”

Lin Zhao thought for a while, and then asked, "You Funiu Mountain, do you have any rules that don't pass on kung fu?" Don't go later, I met your Zhao family elsewhere and shouted at me to kill. ”

Zhao Xie shook his head helplessly.

"Don't worry, little boy, our Zhao family's kung fu is not usually passed on, but you can teach it to friends, as long as you don't teach it to others."

Lin Zhao was relieved at this time, he nodded, and said in a deep voice: "So, I learned!" ”

The reason why he nodded was first to see what the kung fu in this world was like and how far it could go.

Secondly, through contact with Zhao Xie and Lin Jian, he has realized that this world is not how peaceful, he is a bit of a martial artist, and when he encounters something, he can also have the ability to protect himself and his mother.