Soon after he returned, someone brought a set of felt hats and felt clothes, a piece of Mingguang armor, a bow and a quiver, thirty arrows, a horizontal knife, and a rain talisman tooth card, but it was not yet engraved. 『Ω Chinese』Δ Net . Wu Guang helped Lin Yin equip herself, Lin Yin was thin, her military uniform was a little big, and she walked staggeringly.

Soon, Feng Changqing ordered the village to set off, and Lin Yin's injury had not healed, so he didn't have to work. After packing up the tents, pots, stoves and other utensils, and putting the pack horses, the whole team went out. A group of ten men with six pack horses were used to load the curtains, iron horses, shovels, chisels, baskets, axes, pliers, armor beds, pots, fire drills, salt bags, mills, horse reins, and other things.

Ding's name is Ding Jingcheng, he is just thirty this year, but he has been a soldier for ten years, and he first followed Feng Changqing and Gao Xianzhi to fight the small Bolu Kingdom attached to Tubo. Feng Changqing all the way to the war, all the way to the promotion, first did the Qingwangfu record to join the army, and then added the Chaosan doctor, and now is the Anxi Festival Envoy (Xuanzong also sealed the Changqing Fanyang Festival Envoy, but there is no real name) and the Imperial History Doctor. Ding Jingcheng has always been just a gang leader, but he doesn't complain, he understands his own ability, and believes that his life should be like this. Besides, being a soldier of Changqing is much more comfortable than those soldiers who charge in front, although there is not much silver, but there are still some miscellaneous oil and water. He himself has ten soldiers under his command, and ten of them have come and gone, and they have been the captain of the gang for seven or eight years, and his subordinates don't know how many waves they have changed. Looking at them, Ding Jingcheng would also think about what he would do if he was not a soldier, and in the end, he would need a pot of wine to tell him the answer.

On this day, the weather turned out to be clear, the snow on the road became more difficult, the mud road was stained with feet, and the wounds on Lin Yin's body were torn every step he took, which was very uncomfortable. Ding Jingcheng's gang is at the front of the team, not far from Feng Changqing, and his main responsibility is to protect the safety of the coach. This group of people may not all have high martial arts, but they all have more experience than ordinary people, except for Lin Yin, who has no experience, but knows martial arts.

After walking for a day, after arriving at Tongguan for two days, the weather suddenly improved. The wind stopped and the snow stopped, and the roads were dry and much easier. Although the rebels have not yet reached Tongguan, the defenders and residents here are all terrified, fearing that the rebels will one day fight here. Feng Changqing ordered people to buy more horses, and his subordinates all rode horses, hoping to reach Luoyang as soon as possible. Lin Yin had been in a carriage, but he had never ridden a horse, so Wu Guang naturally taught him. His martial arts have been a little successful, his body is light, and his injuries are almost healed, and riding a horse is naturally a matter of learning, no problem.

Early in the morning, the people and horses left the city and headed for Luoyang. Although Ding Jingcheng's position is not high, he is very close to Feng Changqing, so Lin Yin and others are also riding not far from Feng Changqing. Suddenly, Feng Changqing said, "That kid from Huashan, come here." ”

Lin Yin patted the horse over, did not dismount, and replied: "General Feng, what are your orders?" Feng Changqing glanced at him sideways and said, "I heard that you are only sixteen years old?" Lin Yin said: "Yes, I just turned sixteen last month. But in his heart, he thought, "This man looks so weird, he can also be a general." ”

Feng Changqing asked again: "How long have you been in Huashan?" How about martial arts? Lin Yin replied: "My subordinates have been in Huashan for more than a year, and their martial arts are ...... It's okay. He felt that his martial arts were good among ordinary disciples, of course, it was because the secret martial arts taught by Ren Cheng were too magical, and he was not lazy, so he had the current skills.

Feng Changqing seemed a little disappointed, nodded, and didn't speak. Lin Yin knew that he was young, and the time spent in Huashan was short, so others naturally wouldn't think highly of him, but he didn't care.

Ding Jingcheng on the side said: "General, this kid himself said that he fell from the mountain and is not dead. According to his subordinates, if he is not boasting, he really has some skills, not to mention that the sword he uses is also a little unusual. The subordinates felt that it was better to find a few soldiers with good kung fu and try it with him. ”

Lin Yin didn't know what Ding Jingcheng meant, but he heard Feng Changqing say, "Well, it makes sense. In this way, when you set up camp at night, you can find a few martial arts good to come over, I would like to see the martial arts of the disciples of the Huashan faction. "Huashan faction was famous all over the world at that time, Huashan was close to Chang'an, and the masters of the faction had dealings with the dignitaries and even the emperor's relatives in the capital. Even ordinary Huashan disciples, when they go to the capital, are often invited by those wealthy officials to be housekeepers and martial artists. In the Imperial Palace, it is said that there are also many masters of the Huashan faction in the past. Therefore, Feng Changqing had already heard the name of the Huashan faction, if it weren't for Lin Yin being too young, he was afraid that he would have come over to be his bodyguard.

In the evening, the horses came to a wooded field, and when it was dark they could not advance, they camped outside the forest. After the camp was set up, the pot stove was lit, and the meal was not ready, Feng Changqing ordered someone to clear out a clearing, and then asked Ding Jingcheng to bring Lin Yin and three other soldiers with good martial arts to the clearing. More than 200 soldiers gathered in a circle, and Lin Yin stood in the middle, feeling a bit like a monkey playing tricks, crying and laughing.

When everyone arrived, Ding Jingcheng opened his mouth and said, "This little brother Lin Yin is a new colleague who has just joined my group of Ding Jingcheng. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he said triumphantly: "Don't look at Xiaolin's youth, his martial arts are very remarkable, he is a master of the Xiyue Huashan faction, and the rivers and lakes are nicknamed Xiyue Double Swordsmen, hahahaha." Although the surrounding generals knew that Ding Jingcheng was talking nonsense, but Feng Changqing was present, no one dared to coax, just laughter. And Lin Yin, who was surrounded in the middle, was even more embarrassed: "When did I have such a rustic nickname?" I'm afraid that Ding Jingcheng will read less than himself. He shook his head and sighed.

Feng Changqing also felt that Ding Jingcheng was verbose, so he told him not to talk nonsense. Ding Jingcheng laughed a few times, and then said: "Today I invited a few colleagues with good martial arts to come over, I want them to fight with Xiao Lin, and let you see the stunts of the Huashan faction, haha." ”

The other three soldiers in the field were all strong and strong, and one of them was particularly tall, afraid to be more than seven feet tall, with broad shoulders and broad waist, and thick hands and feet. The giant man listened to Ding Jingcheng's words, was a little unconvinced, and said: "Captain Ding, your soldiers are very good, is my Shi very bad?" What is it to see the stunts of the Huashan faction, I still have stunts to let people see. ”

Ding Jingcheng said with a smile: "Shi Kebiao, don't be unconvinced, or the two of you will make a few moves first, don't be afraid." Lin Yin said in his heart: "This Ding Jingcheng is not a big deal to see the excitement, and the competition has to make others angry, and the group of people is fighting, but don't get angry." ”

That Shi Kebiao ignored Ding Jingcheng, walked up to Lin Yin, and said, "Brother Lin, let's start, you can be careful of my fists and feet." ”

Lin Yin returned the salute and said, "Brother Shi, please show mercy to your subordinates." It was a cliché, but Shi Kebiao was stunned and said: "I won't kill you, but I won't show mercy." Lin Yin stopped talking, only smiled, and rushed forward empty-handed.

Shi Kebiao was tall and long-handed, and he smiled as he watched Lin Yin rush towards him, trying to catch Lin Yin with one hand. Less than half a zhang away from Shi Kebiao, Lin Yin jumped lightly, straight to the height, Shi Kebiao had not yet made a move, but Lin Yin in front of him was gone. He hurriedly looked up at the sky, where was Lin Yin's shadow. Shi Kebiao reacted quickly, and hurriedly waved his arm to sweep back, but he didn't touch Lin Yin, and suddenly felt a numbness in his waist, and was pushed back a few steps by a strong force, and almost fell to the ground unsteadily.

Lin Yin just crossed Shi Kebiao, and immediately bent down and struck out a palm, Shi Kebiao's body was huge, and his strength was even greater, Lin Yin used two or three percent of his internal force, and he could only knock him back a few steps, but he was a little surprised.

What was even more surprising was Shi Kebiao, the opponent was nearly two feet shorter than himself, more than half lighter than himself, and he could easily push himself staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the ground. Shi Kebiao has not been in the army for a long time and has never been on the front line, but when he frolicked and competed with other teammates, he relied on his high strength and rarely suffered losses, let alone being gently pushed by a person who was so much shorter than himself.

Shi Kebiao was a little angry, so he crashed into Lin Yin like a running bull, and before the person arrived, he threw a punch, thinking that he would fly Lin Yin with one move, so that he could solve the anger of being pushed. This time, Lin Yin didn't dodge or dodge, but Shi Kebiao said just right, in front of Lin Yin, his right fist smashed down hard, and the power was very amazing, it seemed that Huashan could be split.

Lin Yin is not Huashan, but he was not split, I saw that he gently dragged Shi Kebiao's fist and arm with one hand, no matter how hard Shi Kebiao smashed, it was difficult to go down a bit. Although Shi Kebiao was shocked, he had to believe that even if he competed in strength, he was not as good as the young man in front of him, he was also refreshed, took a few steps back from his fist, and said: "I can't compare to you, you won." "Ordinary martial artists practice strength and physical training, but real martial arts masters practice qi and pay attention to improving internal cultivation. Compared with those who practice qi and those who practice strength, it is like the difference between a tiger and a sheep, and no matter how strong and powerful a sheep is, it is difficult to deal with a tiger. Shi Kebiao didn't understand the reason, so he didn't understand why he lost to a teenager. It's not that he is lonely and unheard, he has never been exposed to internal exercises, and it is understandable that he does not understand.

Shi Kebiao withdrew, and there were two other soldiers on the field, waiting to compete with Lin Yin. One of the twenty-five or six-year-old soldiers with long faces and thin eyes walked up to Lin Yin, arched his hand to Lin Yin, and said, "Under Feng Sheng, I don't think I'm the opponent of Brother Lin, so I just stop and admit defeat." Feng Sheng's voice was not small, and he was surprised.

Lin Yin felt that if he felt that he would not be able to beat, it would be better to admit defeat first, he did not look down on Feng Sheng, but felt that this person was very smart: "As smart as himself." ”

Feng Sheng also withdrew, leaving the last soldier standing opposite Lin Yin. The man squinted and smiled and said, "My name is Liu Da 6, I am twenty-two this year, brother, you are good, but I will not admit defeat." Lin Yin suddenly felt that most of the people in the army were people with strange personalities, and it must be like this, so that they would have more fun. This Liu Da 6 is a little bit like Wu Guang, but he is more obscene and short.

Lin Yin arched his hand and said, "Brother Liu's subordinates are merciful. Liu Da6 smiled and said, "Brother, look at it." Lin Yin looked at Liu Da 6 with all his body attention, thinking that he would make some thunderous move, but who knew that Liu Da 6 actually bent back, crossed his hands on the ground, and made a lower waist move. Lin Yin was a little puzzled, so he thought that this must be a strange kind of kung fu, but Liu Da6 stood upside down with both hands, climbed like a scorpion, climbed a few steps, and turned up again.

Lin Yin didn't know what Liu Da6 wanted to do, so he didn't dare to act rashly, just watching Liu Da6 roll and move alone, but he thought it was quite interesting, and the people around him watched it with relish. After watching it for a long time, Lin Yin suddenly felt: "Liu Da 6 is playing tricks." ”

Finally, Liu Da6 was tired and couldn't turn over, stood up, and said to Lin Yin breathlessly: "You still can't fight?" How not to do it. Lin Yin smiled and rushed up, so fast that the people around him couldn't see his figure clearly, Liu Da6 was tired, and he didn't notice it, only felt that his chest was warm, and he fell down softly.