Between the tentacles, the rough texture, but as if it was integrated with himself, was actually tied to his face untouched! However, he clearly remembered that the 'immortal' of the Scar Sect, the madman who almost killed him, had indeed untied his bandages, why......

Lin Ling sat up suddenly, but his limbs spasmed like a knife, almost wanting to make him unconscious again.

"Your injuries are not healed, so it's better not to move too much. The scholar's pretty face had a hint of reproach.

"Where is this? Why am I here?" Lin Ling didn't dare to look at him, like an ugly duckling facing a swan, he didn't dare to show a trace of atmosphere.

Silent, the scholar didn't answer him, just looked at him like that, but with a faint sadness in his eyes, and finally shook his head, "Do you remember what happened to you before you fell unconscious?" ”

Lin Ling's eyes turned red, and the appearance of Zhou Zhong immediately appeared in his mind, the 'immortal' who cruelly wanted to kill himself!

"The lives of these 46 people in Niukeng Village are really sinful. ”

"What do you say......"

The fire of anger that Lin Ling had just raised was immediately completely shocked by this short sentence, and his heart seemed to be slowly swallowed by a whirlpool.

The scholar was slightly stunned, and then sighed: "It seems that you were already in a coma before the killing, and it is fortunate that you did not see that hell on earth with your own eyes." ”

Lin Ling felt any luck, he just fainted, and when he woke up again, he was told that the forty-six people in the village had been 'killed'?!

Lao Wang, who sells pork next door, Lao Liu, and the landlord Sun Cai, ...... Niukeng Village is too small, everyone in the village Lin Ling knows, and if you count it carefully, there are only forty-seven people including herself, that is to say...... The whole village, except for their own ......

They're all dead!

"Grandma!" Lin Ling's mind was blank, and he fainted again in a hurry.

The scholar shook his head, and remorse rose in his heart, he shouldn't have said such sad words.

This night, Lin Ling slept in the dark, and even in a dream, the whole world seemed to be spinning. I don't know how long it was, until a glimmer of light made him slowly open his eyes from the chaos.

The surroundings were still very simple, and the small incense burner on the table was still wafting with green smoke. It's just that there is an old man next to Lin Ling.

The old man sat on the edge of Lin Ling's bed, his eyebrows were kind, and his body under the dark green robe was like a star exuding a faint light.

"Awake?" the old man's voice was as clear as bamboo, with warmth, "I've slept for a day and a night, and I'm hungry." ”

After finishing speaking, one of them handed Lin Ling a hot steamed bun, and Lin Ling noticed the scholar standing beside the old man. The scholar is still the same as that day, with a small jade pinned to his waist, looking at a book in his hand, frowning but still warm as jade.

"What is your name, child?" asked the old man softly.

"Lin Ling. Twin Woods, Top Gun's Ling. ”

"It seems that he is still a child who has read books. The old man didn't have a beard, but he subconsciously stroked it, as if he remembered something, and immediately stopped.

"Child, I originally wanted you to rest here for a few days, but I didn't want you to fall asleep for a day. This is the house I built in my early years, and if you stay for three more days, I will send you out. The old man paused, "However, listening to Yuheng's description, you seem to know who the murderer of this village is?"

"Yuheng?" Lin Ling glanced at the scholar suspiciously.

"I forgot to introduce, this nerd-looking kid is called Qin Yuheng, he is my student, he is eighteen years old this year, you can call him brother. By the way, you were also accidentally discovered by Yuheng when he passed through Niukeng Village and sent here, which saved your life. The old man spoke gently.

"Thank you, Brother Yuheng. Lin Ling was grateful in his heart, and couldn't help but get a little closer to the big brother in front of him.

Qin Yuheng smiled, and recognized this younger brother: "Lin Ling, when I passed through Niukeng Village, the incident had already happened, looking at your reaction yesterday, do you know who did it?"

"It's someone from the Cang Scar Sect!" Lin Ling's eyes showed hatred.

"The Scar Sect?" Qin Yuheng and the old man were all stunned.

"Lin Ling, do you know that this Cangji Sect is a famous and decent sect, with a profound background, with nearly 10,000 disciples, and it is also known as the three major decent sects in the world together with the Blue Sword Pavilion and the Vientiane Sect. How could they do such a thing?" Qin Yuheng frowned slightly.

"No matter what the three decencies he is! He just wanted to kill me that day, and then I fainted, but at that time, only they had the ability to kill so many people!, didn't they?" Lin Ling thought of his grandmother who had been dependent on him since he was a child, and tears couldn't help but flow, "Brother Yuheng, you said that there were forty-six corpses of forty-six people that day, and you said, are there any of the three of them?"

Qin Yuheng was silent for a moment, and finally sighed and said, "The 'seven-colored' Dao robe of the Cang Scar Sect is extremely easy to identify, and none of these forty-six people are wearing the Dao robe of the Cang Scar Sect...... But have you ever wondered if there could be another ......?"

"Yuheng!" The old man's face turned grim, and he immediately intercepted his words, and then said slowly, "Child, do you know what the names of those three people are?"

Lin Ling rubbed his eyes, paused for a moment, his mouth flattened, and tears finally flowed uncontrollably: "I don't know...... When I was a child, I was able to memorize them once I read a book, and I wrote them down and I will never forget them in my life!"

There was incense and silence in the simple room, Lin Ling was just a child, and now he could only use crying to vent his emotions.

Lin Ling cried for a while, slowly sobbed, and gradually lost his voice.

The old man brushed away Lin Ling's tears on the strip of cloth, "Child, crying is a weapon for the weak." To win the mercy and sympathy of the strong, Yuheng and I will stay here for three days, and after three days, we will leave, and naturally there will be no way to take care of you at that time. ”

"Yuheng. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

"Bring your books. The old man's words had an unmistakable tone.

Qin Yuheng was slightly stunned, glanced at the finger-thick book in his hand, and solemnly handed it to the old man with both hands.

"Lin Ling, I see that you are also a literate child. You have a good rest in the past three days, I just heard you say, you can write it down by reading the book once, I happen to have one here, but it is some health medical books, you can flip through this book when you are bored, you can pass the time, and let me see what you said. The old man smiled kindly, and a glint flashed in his eyes that even he was not aware of.

Lin Ling took the book, lowered his head and said, "This book is too thin, I can memorize it in an hour." After calming down, Lin Ling was unusually smart, and hurriedly said: "Grandpa, Brother Yuheng, where are you going in the future?" I, I don't know where I'm going now, can I go with you......

"The place we're going to is too dangerous for you to follow. But we met by fate, and I'll help you arrange a place to go in three days. The old man stood up slowly, the faint light in his body was as dazzling as the sun, "As for this book, didn't your previous master teach you, the difference between reading and memorizing?"

Reading vs. Endorsement?

Lin Lingduo wanted to tell them that he had never had a master, and he was just a miscellaneous man......

But he didn't say anything, just silently lowered his head.

Master didn't say it, you just said it.

The old man and the scholar comforted Lin Ling and walked out of the room together.

"Master...... This Jiazi only showed the 'Fan Yue Scroll' for three days, even you yourself have only seen it once, did you really show it to him like that?" Qin Yuheng was very puzzled, "Brother Lin Ling's background is unknown, you must know that the murderer of the Niukeng Village tragedy is ...... him"

"Silence. ”