Bang, clang, clang...

Old-fashioned coal-fired trains, noisy and make you doubt life.

Lin Yao was not affected, he sat on the train, drank the whiskey in his glass, and looked out the window attentively.

In the memories left by his predecessor, he has been away from his hometown for four years, when he first came out he was a 17-year-old and now a 22-year-old young man.

Countless times, the predecessor wants to go home and see.

Look at the parents at home, childhood sweethearts, and friends who have played since childhood.

But he didn't go back once, he was like countless young people who left the countryside and went to the north to pursue their ideals.

Chirping!!

With the sound of brakes, the train pulled into the town platform.

It must be mentioned here that because of the ambitions of the railway tycoon Vanderbilt, basically every town in the western region has a railway platform.

Numerous railway tracks connect the entire western region with other regions, and also enable the development of animal husbandry in the western region.

It only takes three days to get their cattle and sheep from the West to any part of the United States, and the convenience of the train means that farmers no longer have to worry about not being able to sell their cattle and sheep.

"Stone Town has arrived, the train stops for twenty minutes, passengers who get off the train remember to hurry."

Under the shouts of the attendants, Lin Yao went to the carriage where the horses were stored, and jumped out of the platform on his war horse.

After four years of not seeing each other, Stone Town has changed a lot.

He used to remember that there were no buildings on either side of the train platform, but now there were two more rows of houses.

It seems that Stone Town is developing well, and a town that attracts outsiders is always good.

Riding a horse, leisurely looking around.

Lin Yao's heart was full of peace.

It's not his feelings, it's the impact of his predecessor's obsessions.

He didn't understand why he could be reincarnated a second time, only that he might be special.

"You, that's you!"

As soon as Lin Yao walked into the town, a sheriff with a sheriff's logo beckoned to him.

"You look like a warrior, we're preparing to round up the bandits from the south, and if you're willing to participate, you'll be the one." The sheriff was an old man, Lin Yao had no memory of him, and he should have taken office in the four years that his predecessor had left.

In the western region, sheriffhood is a dangerous profession.

Troublesome cowboys, robbers in the wilderness, train robbers, anarchists, can all cause the death of a sheriff.

The situation is now better, for in the twenty years between 1860 and 1880, on average, a sheriff died every three years in every town.

At its worst, there was even a scandal in which the town was attacked by robbers and all the sheriffs were killed.

"How is the bounty calculated?"

Lin Yao is not a hot-blooded young man, it is certainly a good thing to encircle and suppress robbers, but this is the duty of a sheriff, and he doesn't want to help in vain.

The sheriff glanced at him and said with a look of disgust: "Get together 3 dollars a day, and kill a robber for 20 dollars." ”

"It's too little, I'm not interested in dealing with the little thief."

Lin Yao refused without thinking about it, and the $20 bounty showed that this group of robbers was not extremely vicious.

Eighty percent of them are crimes such as stealing cattle and sheep, and the bounty is also given by nearby farmers.

Lin Yao had enough to eat, so he would go to the wilderness to find robbers for $20, which was not enough for him to drink at night.

After refusing, Lin Yao got off his horse and led the horse to the town.

After walking a few dozen meters, he heard someone calling him.

"Hey, you look very young, do you want to go in and chat with me, my sister likes you the most."

As he walked by the door of a bar, a girl in a red dress smiled at him.

Lin Yao didn't react, this kind of nightingale standing in front of the bar to solicit customers is the lowest-grade cheap chicken in the town, only down-and-out cowboys will come to patronize, and no one knows how many diseases they have.

"Stingy!"

Seeing Lin Yao ignoring him, the nightingale pursed his lips disdainfully, and soon laughed at the others again.

"Hey, friend, your horse is so pretty!"

Two cowboys who had just come out of the bar with weapons at their waists blocked their way with a look of fascination.

Lin Yao looked at their waists, two Schofield revolvers, civilian versions, and when they looked at their weapons and outfits, they knew that these were two unsatisfactory cowboys, and they didn't even have horses as cowboys.

"How much is it worth, is it a thoroughbred?"

The two of them surrounded Lin Yao, like Grandma Liu who had just entered the Grand View Garden.

"Take away your dirty hands, it's worth more than your lives!"

Lin Yao twitched his hand and pulled out the revolver from the gun bag: "You won't want to try it!" ”

"Don't be nervous, we're just asking."

The two hurriedly retreated, and their first reaction was not to touch the gun, but to raise their hands.

Seeing the subconscious movements of the two, Lin Yao understood that the two really liked his horse, and they didn't come to snatch it.

Something like this kind of soft egg that raises his hand at every turn, but he doesn't have the courage to shoot guns at others.

Among cowboys, this kind of person is the most numerous.

They look fierce, but in fact they are just silver guns and wax heads, and it is impossible for two cowboys who really dare to pull out guns and grab horses on the street, and they will not be able to mix like two bears.

"What are you doing, don't make trouble in the town again!"

The patrolling sheriff noticed the situation and shouted a warning as he reached for his pistol.

Lin Yao pushed his hat, which was the cowboy's way of greeting him, and also signaled that he didn't want to make trouble.

As for the cowboy duo who asked the horse, they ran away, apparently knowing how powerful the sheriff was.

"I'm Billy with a quick gun, no one is faster than my gun, no, you better be careful if you want to make trouble in town!" The sheriff was a little old man in his fifties, thin and thin, and this kind of person was often a master of guns, and when he was young, he was not necessarily a famous cowboy in a certain area.

It should be added here that the local sheriff is not necessarily a native.

Most of them are hired from outside, such as a famous cowboy in East Town, and West Town may invite him to become a sheriff to protect the town from robbers.

These people often have outstanding achievements, and some even have friendships with robbers.

With them, robbers won't come to the town to rob, and cowboys won't dare to make trouble in the area.

In return, the sheriff received a share of the town's tax revenue, which was used to recruit his men and change weapons.

In this era when the law is not yet perfect and law enforcement needs to be improved, the local sheriff often also serves as the mayor of the town, and the power is unimaginable.

In the small town, the only people who can compete with him are the tax officials sent down from above, or some large farmers and mine owners, and ordinary people definitely have to act according to his face.

"I'm back!"

He led the horse to the north of the town, where his home and relatives lived.

The predecessor's father, Lin Zhizhou, was a small rancher with more than 30 cows at home, and he was a relatively decent figure in the town.

The predecessor's mother, Mary, was a blonde and blue-eyed local.

Lin Yao is a mixed-race descendant of the two, he has the black hair of an Oriental and the brown eyes of a foreigner, and when he looks closely, he looks more like a Tang person.

"Stephen!"

A middle-aged woman weighing two hundred pounds and having a waist thicker than a bucket rushed out of the room, crying and hugging Lin Yao.

Lin Yao was a little overwhelmed, and he didn't even quite adapt to his English name, and said embarrassedly: "Mom, I'm back!" He said silently in his heart: "In the future, I will be Lin Yao, Stephen Lin, thank you for your son for giving me a second life!" In return, I will remember your kindness. ”

Without the accidental death of the predecessor, there would be no reincarnation of Lin Yao.

As a reincarnated person, Lin Yao cherished this opportunity, and before leaving, he would definitely repay it.

Of course, some money may not be enough.

But there is not much he can do, and he can't be filial in front of his parents like his real predecessor.

After all, he is a reincarnated person, not a predecessor, and being able to come back and provide help as much as he can is already all he can do.

If you think about it, you will not blame him for having a spirit in the sky.