The surrounding foreign affairs disciples were even more confused.

Even if this kid finishes the foreign affairs, then we also finish the foreign affairs, how can we be cold in the face of us, and smile like a flower in the face of this kid?

In the thatched hall, the teenagers held books and had a bitter hatred.

The down-and-out Xiucai has a round figure, a half-gray beard, and sits on top with a shaking head.

Lin Xing casually found a seat and looked through the books a few times, the paper was rough, just simple articles, like the three-character scripture and the thousand-character text in the previous life.

He flipped through several pages in a row, and only a few words he didn't recognize, Lin Xing was sure in his heart.

He knew before that he had a foundation in his previous life, and it should be quite simple to recognize words, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.

But even if it's pretending, it will have to be pretended for a while.

Otherwise, could he have told the person in charge of the promotion and assessment of the internal affairs disciples that he had memories in his mother's womb and could read and write without learning?

"How's it going, are you struggling to learn?"

The handsome young man sat down on the side and asked.

Lin Xing looked up and saw that it was the person who gave him half of his bowl of rice last night.

"In the Lower Forest."

He immediately spoke: "This brother will repay the favor of a meal a hundred times in the future." ”

"In Xia Qin Lan."

Qin Lan responded unnaturally: "There is no need to repay it, it's just half a bowl of rice, but Brother Lin, your situation is not good." ”

Qin Lan's words were very straightforward, and Lin Xing was stunned for a moment.

Brother Lin?

It was a distant and unfamiliar word to him.

There are more than eighty people in the village who are related to each other, and naturally no one will call him that way on weekdays, but after coming to Heyang City, it seems that only the young man in front of him regards him as an equal existence.

There is no hatred for no reason, and there is no love for no reason.

Lin Xing's heart was full of thought, and his brows furrowed slightly: "What does Brother Qin mean by this?" ”

"Brother Lin."

Qin Lan hugged his fists decently and said: "Liu Yong, this person is extremely stupid, he must have been instructed by Steward Zhao to target you, as far as I know, your position was originally Steward Zhao's nephew." ”

The sunlight shone through the half-hidden window and fell in the simple grass hall, and Lin Xing looked at Qin Lan's handsome cheeks.

"I see! However, I want to know, why did Brother Qin help me? Lin Xing was puzzled.

He is a young man in a mountain village, why did Qin Lan help him instead of helping the powerful Zhao Guanshi?

Qin Lan smiled slightly: "If you want to help, you will naturally help, Qin has always acted only from his heart." ”

Lin Xing was silent.

There has never been a word fair in this world, many people are born in the clouds and can indulge in wantonness, but more people are born in the mud and can only survive.

The Qin Lan in front of him is probably the former.

Dressed in coarse linen clothes, it could not hide Qin Lan's elegance and nobility in the slightest.

Lin Xing guessed that this guy should be from a scholarly family, the kind of family that has been an official for several generations, otherwise he would not have developed this kind of temperament.

However, how could such a person go to the Cast Iron Villa in Heyang Town to be a small foreign disciple?

Lin Xing was puzzled, but did not say anything to ask.

Everyone has their own secrets, and it is enough for him to know that Qin Lan is willing to help him.

……

In the evening, in front of the wooden house where the foreign disciples lived, after Lin Xing came to Heyang Town, he had his first meal in a dignified manner.

Liu Yong's gloomy gaze stared at Lin Xing.

"You're fucking wrong!"

Liu Yong grabbed the foreign disciple beside him: "What does this thin boy take to fill those two large tanks of water?" Was he born with three heads and six arms, or did he have eight legs? ”

"Brother Liu! It's true, the deacon brothers all nodded! The foreign disciple wept with a sad face.

Liu Yong took a deep breath and let go of the foreign disciple.

He got up and walked a few steps quickly, came to Lin Xing's side, and squeezed out a smile: "Little Brother Lin! It's really unseemly, I didn't expect you to do such a good job in foreign affairs. ”

"Thank you Brother Liu for your support."

Lin Xing showed a bright smile and put down his job: "If it weren't for Brother Liu to take care of me, how could I get such a good job as a poor boy?" ”

Liu Yong immediately became suspicious.

Good job? What a ghost!

Those two large tanks of water, the internal affairs disciples who have practiced martial arts are full, and they have to complain bitterly, not to mention that they are just ordinary people's external affairs disciples.

Could it be that he said that this kid really won the appreciation of some people above?

I heard that this kid didn't return all night last night and has been carrying water to the mountains, is it possible that because of this, the people over there in the internal affairs have taken a fancy to it? Yes! I like this boy the most.

Liu Yong smiled reluctantly, wanting to continue to say something, and then cliché.

"Brother Liu, let Jean."

Lin Xing directly pulled him aside and went to serve another bowl of rice.

The greasy man looked at Liu Yong when he saw this, but Liu Yong just waved his hand and told him to leave it alone.

Lin Xing ate two bowls of rice, ate eight minutes full, and didn't stay in the house anymore, and rushed directly to fetch water.

Taking advantage of the night, Liu Yong quietly followed.

Lin Xing carried two buckets of water, walked through the familiar mountain road, and came to the courtyard at the top of the mountain.

"Senior brother is really diligent!"

The deacon disciple who guarded the door at night was surnamed Li, and last night he watched Lin Xing pick up half a night's worth of water: "Senior Brother Guo told me that you filled two water tanks before noon during the day, and the housekeeping side was very happy." ”

Senior Brother Guo is the black-clothed deacon disciple on duty in front of the courtyard on Bairi Mountain.

Lin Xing smiled when he heard this.

The pain in his shoulder was always stimulating his nerves, and he didn't have the interest to speak.

The disciple of the deacon surnamed Li looked at the junior brother in front of him and did not reply, a little displeased, but he could also understand.

He saw the blood marks on Lin Xing's shoulder, thinking that the pain was drilling into his heart, he hurriedly stepped aside, and the gate of the courtyard was already open.

Crash...... Crash......

Two buckets of water were poured into the same water tank, and looking at the rise in the water level, Lin Xing's heart sank.

The water used during the day is obviously much more than the day before, and the water level has dropped significantly, and I am afraid that these two large tanks can only support two days.

The autumn night wind penetrated Mai, freezing Lin Xing's shoulder wound with a tingling pain.

Under the sympathetic gaze of the deacon disciple surnamed Li, Lin Xing carried two empty buckets and went down the mountain.

Seeing Lin Xing pick up more than a dozen trips of water like this, Liu Yong, who was secretly observing, was relieved.

"Looks like I'm thinking too much!"

Liu Yong watched a play, hiding in the dense forest, staring at the thin figure, swaying and carrying the water to the mountain: "This kid is stupid and stupid, how can he be appreciated by the people above?" ”

He followed two more trips to the mountain yard, and after repeatedly confirming that Lin Xing had not come into contact with any big people, he had a plan in his heart again.

"Don't say that your brother Liu doesn't take care of you, since those two big tanks can be filled by your kid before noon, those who can work hard, they are cutting down five more trees every day!" The corners of Liu Yong's mouth crossed a sarcastic smile.

What's the use of being capable?

There must be a relationship and a background when you come out to mix, and you are stunned no matter where you are.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the hillside is dark, and the shadows of the trees are horizontal, which makes people feel sleepy.

Even though Lin Xing picked up the gentle place in his memory, he didn't have the ability to see at night after all, so he still fell and almost rolled down the mountain.

I went down the mountain and came to the pool.

Lin Xing filled the two buckets with water again, washed his face, and washed away the boredom caused by the darkness.

A cold wind blew and blew on his cheeks, and he calmed down.

"Since the red light emitted by this treasure last night can't be seen by Senior Brother Deacon, then Liu Yong, who is with me today, should also be invisible." Lin Xing took out the mysterious stone and rubbed it in the palm of his hand.

On a moonless night, the red light is extremely thin, and the milky white brilliance is even less at all.

What Lin Xing and Liu Yong said during the day was just a suspicious formation, Liu Yong really followed him all the way, but this delaying tactic could not be used for a long time after all.

Lin Xing stuffed the stone into his arms and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Even if the red light is very faint, Lin Xing's internal organs can still be warmed and nourished.

Under the continuous warmth of the red light, Lin Xing's physical strength recovered quickly, and after resting for a while, he once again carried water up the mountain.

It was like this until the sky was dark, and Lin Xing finally filled two large tanks of water.

Liu Yong's eyes in the dark were astringent, and he was even more shocked by the physical strength of this thin boy, and he couldn't help but regret it.

He shouldn't have volunteered to help Zhao take care of this kid.

With such physical strength, if you learn to read and write, you will definitely become an internal affairs disciple.

When the time comes, how will he Liu Yong deal with himself?

The disparity between the internal affairs disciples and the foreign affairs disciples, I am afraid that this kid will find him to settle the score, and he will only be killed by the neck, and there is no other way.

Liu Yong gasped and secretly swore that he would not let this kid learn to read!

But at this moment, his breath stagnated.

An iron tower-like figure, standing by the pool of water at some point, standing with his hands in his hands.

The blue-scaled monster fish jumped up in the pool water, as if frightened by something, and shook its tail vigorously away from the shore.

Lin Xing's heart was like a heavy boulder, he frowned slightly, and looked around.

When he saw Xiong Tieshan's expressionless face, Lin Xing immediately jumped up from the grass in fright, he bowed to the ground, and said respectfully: "Lord Xiong!" ”

Xiong Tieshan glanced at him: "The perseverance is good, the heart is acceptable, and the background is innocent, you can pass on my Xiongjiabao martial arts." ”

Lin Xing's heart was suffocated, and then he was ecstatic.

"I don't like that sick tiger, and I don't like the person he recommended either."

Xiong Tieshan's next words were like a basin of cold water, which made Lin Xing's heart cold.

The sick tiger obviously refers to the big man who carried the wild boar in the mountains that day, although Lin Xing didn't know why, Xiong Tieshan called it the sick tiger.

"But since you are arranged by me to enter the Cast Iron Villa, I can't be a young man and wantonly humiliate you."

Xiong Tieshan took a few steps, put on a posture, and began to punch slowly.

"Through the back fist, divided into the front eight hands, the middle eight hands, the back eight hands, a total of twenty-four styles. There is no reason for learning time, and there is no fixed way to use it! Look, I'll only teach it three times. ”

As the morning light gradually rose, Lin Xing concentrated and stared at Xiong Tieshan, who was dressed in black.

In the dark, Liu Yong's face was also full of excitement.

He recognized this person, it was Xiong Jiabao who had to nod his head and waist, Xiong Tieshan.

"Lord Xiong Tieshan! I didn't expect this kid to have such a relationship......"

Watching Xiong Tieshan's moves getting faster and faster, Liu Yong was a little dizzy, and he was afraid of being discovered when he took a few steps forward.

was entangled, a fist shadow came to him, and Liu Yong subconsciously dodged.

Boom!

Lin Xing's ears were like hearing thunder.

He saw that Xiong Tieshan's body was as tense as a bow, his back was straight, and he punched in the air, as if a ball of white qi rose from the tail vertebrae, spread up from his back, and hit along the fist wind!

Burst!

A few zhang away, behind the low rocks, in the withered yellow dense forest, a cloud of blood mist burst open, Liu Yong's chest was completely sunken in, bleeding from the seven orifices, rolling down the mountain stream.

"Steal the Xiongjiabao martial arts scholar, die!"

Xiong Tieshan's complexion remained unchanged.

A few feet in the air, kill with one punch!

Lin Xing was dumbfounded, the hairs on his back exploded, his scalp was numb, and he felt that the worldview, which was almost shattered, was crushed by this punch.

Xiong Tieshan seemed to be very satisfied with Lin Xing's expression, and finally showed a smile.

"The way of martial arts, there are eight times the day after tomorrow, six times the innate one, this through the back fist, is the acquired martial arts! If these 24 styles are integrated and thorough, it is enough to protect oneself from the innate level. ”

Xiong Tieshan's words were loud, and Lin Xing came back to his senses and imprinted every move into his heart.

The three times were quickly finished, except for the first time, Xiong Tieshan played faster and faster, and the next two times became slower and slower, but even so, Lin Xing only recorded three or four out of ten.

The morning sun rises and breaks through the dark clouds.

Xiong Tieshan had already left, and Lin Xing only felt a dream, and the corpse of Liu Yong, who was not far away, was reminding him that all this was real.

The autumn wind was bleak, Lin Xing's face was blue from the cold, but his heart was extremely excited.

The moves and styles of the back fist were practiced over and over again in his heart, and he couldn't wait to put on a stance, but how to fight was awkward.

After thinking about it a little in his heart, Lin Xing decided to try it tonight, whether that milky white brilliance was useful for cultivating Tongbei Fist.

He came to Liu Yong's corpse, and looked at the person who was still alive yesterday evening, but at this time he became a corpse with bleeding and a sunken chest, and sighed inexplicably.

No matter how much you think and your stomach is full of bad water, you can't withstand the fist of others after all.

But such a weak person can wantonly oppress himself, and the root of all this actually lies in two words.

Strength.

If he had Xiong Tieshan's strength, Steward Zhao and Liu Yong would have offered him up a long time ago.

"Through the back fist, through the back fist ......"

Lin Xing muttered these three words, and next to Liu Yong's corpse, they fought over and over again.

What he didn't notice was that on the mysterious stone in his arms, a small figure was also practicing Tongbei Fist, and it was more refined and subtle.