Lin Zixu sighed, understanding that the head of the family was panicked, after all, this head of the family has been smooth sailing since he was a child, and he has not experienced any twists and turns.

The old family owner gave up the civil service and military because he was young, although he also changed to a civilian position later, but he already had an official body and did not participate in the imperial examination again, so he pinned his young wish on Xu Ziyang. In order to enable Xu Ziyang to concentrate on studying, he did not let him manage anything at home, and he did not encourage or oppose the practice of martial arts.

Perennial reading and writing, although there is a heroic and righteous spirit, but the character is still weak and indecisive. Although he has matured a lot since the death of his old master, he will still be flustered in the face of major events.

"The head of the family, if the Xu family wants to prosper and regain a foothold in Dizhou, it is you, the head of the family, not your uncle, not the Zhao family. The Zhao family is just providing temporary shelter and help. Lin Zixu reminded.

After listening to Lin Zixu's words, Xu Ziyang was empowered, bowed down and said, "The kid lost his square inch just now, write more Uncle Lin to mention it." ”

"Although you are talented and intelligent, you have too little experience, and it is normal for you to be easily flustered and not think about it. After more experience, it will naturally not be like this. Lin Zixu comforted.

The newcomer to Dizhou has a lot of affairs, but fortunately, with the help of the Lin family, it is a lot easier to deal with.

The days passed, and in a blink of an eye, Xu Ziyang had returned to Dizhou for three months. In the past three months, except for going to my aunt and cousin's house, I have basically practiced martial arts.

Since the last time he met Lu Feng Daoren, Xu Ziyang has become interested in becoming an immortal and seeking Taoism. The affairs at home were all handed over to Lin Zixu and the two housekeepers, so that Xu Ziyang had more time to cultivate.

For Xu Ziyang's cultivation talent, Lin Zixu was also full of praise. Before the age of twenty, he has opened up the twelve canons and the eight veins of the strange scriptures, and now he has begun to water the acupoints. Although Lin Zixu has heard and met many people with outstanding qualifications, he has never heard of such an outstanding person.

One day, Xu Ziyang finished practicing at night and was resting in bed.

Suddenly felt a chill, a voice called to him, Xu Ziyang was in a trance, and he couldn't help but walk along the sound.

Suddenly, I saw a person kneeling in front of him, headless, bloody on his neck, and covered in bruises.

Xu Ziyang was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you and what are you looking for me?"

The headless man replied, "Don't be afraid, sir, I'm the money steward." ”

After hearing this, Xu Ziyang was shocked and asked, "Uncle Qian, aren't you in Pingzhou? Why are you here? Who else made you like this?"

The headless man's voice said sadly: "The old man migrated to Dizhou, and the old slave stayed in Pingzhou. Two days ago, a monk came to the old lady to seek revenge, the old slave told them that the old lady had passed away, I thought that the person was dead and the hatred was destroyed, and the matter would be over, who knew that the two were ferocious and vicious, killed many people in the family, forced the old man to find his whereabouts, and burned the family's field house when he left. The old slave is incompetent, and he is ashamed of the old man's trust. Now the thief may go to Dizhou, the lord needs to be careful, I hope God bless the lord, and he can turn evil into good fortune. ”

After Xu Ziyang heard this, he was furious, and when he wanted to ask, he found that he was suddenly speechless, and Steward Qian was slowly retreating.

Xu Ziyang was anxious, but he was helpless. It wasn't until Steward Qian disappeared farther and farther away that Xu Ziyang felt that he could speak.

"What kind of grudge do those two have against my father?" Xu Ziyang shouted.

After yelling, Xu Ziyang finally woke up, only to realize that it was a nightmare. Xu Ziyang thought of the dream just now, his heart was uneasy, and he couldn't sleep all night.

Xu Ziyang got up early in the morning, found Lin Zixu, and told him about last night's dream, Lin Zixu comforted: "I think about it every day, and I dream about it at night." The head of the family has not yet gotten used to it when he first came to Dizhou, so he misses his hometown. Moreover, things have been complicated at home recently, and I am worried about Master Lin and Master Lin, my thoughts are complicated, and my mind is tired, so I have this nightmare. If you meditate, you won't be like that. Besides, dreams can't be real!"

After listening to Lin Zixu's persuasion, Xu Ziyang's mind relaxed slightly, but he still frowned and said: "It's been a year since I left Pingzhou, and there has been no news so far, so I'm really worried about an accident." ”

"Then I'll go back to Pingzhou and lie down, and go back to see if someone is really seeking revenge!" Lin Zixu also knew that if he couldn't prove that Pingzhou had no accidents, Xu Ziyang would not be at ease.

"There's Uncle Laurin. Uncle Lin can bring a few more people just in case. Seeing Lin Zixu go back in person, Xu Ziyang relaxed and spoke.

"Not necessarily. There should not be too many people, so as not to delay the trip. ”

The next day, Lin Zixu brought two good generals back to Pingzhou.

After another two months, Xu Ziyang went to the Lin family.

Mrs. Lin sat in the lobby, her face was full of worry, and said: "Ying'er went to the border to find her father, although the road is far away, it stands to reason that she can definitely rush back in five months, but it has been half a year, but there is no news." ”

"Don't worry, mother, I have made arrangements. When the national teacher of the dynasty had an apprentice, surnamed Chen Mingchuan, the year before last in Dizhou to play, living in Fulai Mountain to celebrate the New Year. Once, when my eldest brother and I went to the Taoist temple, we met by chance and had a very happy conversation. After often visiting, arm in arm with the swim, the friendship is quite deep. I had already written a letter the other day, and I begged him to come and help. I don't think he'll be able to touch me, and he'll come in a few days. Zhao Shangxiong comforted.

"It's good that my son has arrangements, so that I can feel a lot more at ease!" Mrs. Zhao rarely showed a smile.

Outside the city of Pingzhou, Wuguo, there is a monk standing on the high mountain, the monk's face is hideous, a long scar obliquely runs through the entire face, and there is a string of Buddha beads hanging around the neck, the Buddha beads are made of unknown materials, and they are miserable and white. The Taoist was dressed in black, holding a dust, white rod and black silk in his hand, which was extremely weird.

The monk spat and said viciously: "It's really unlucky, I finally found out about the situation of Xu Zhongshan's house, but I didn't expect this guy to die." It's all your fault, if you hadn't asked me to help you refine the dilemma flag, and it was delayed for more than a year, Lao Tzu would definitely have been able to kill him personally and avenge his father and brother. ”

After hearing the monk's complaint, the Taoist man said with displeasure on his face: "If you are not greedy for the power of my dilemma banner, and want Xu Zhongshan to suffer the pain of soul refining and the dilemma of life and death, how can you delay your enemy?

"This can be regarded as a great revenge? Xu Zhongshan's gang used to rely on his own military power to kill nine members of my family, if he hadn't escaped by luck, he would have wiped out all the people! Although he died, and three little beasts fled to Dizhou, how could they be allowed to survive in the world? I will let him cut off his children and grandchildren and send his family to be reunited. In the future, when their father and son meet in the underworld, so that he can know what the regret of eating the umbilicus is. The scar-faced monk said in a vicious tone.

The black-clothed Taoist was silent, seeing that the scar-faced monk was resolute, he knew that he would inevitably have to run again again. Regarding the enmity between the scar-faced monk and Xu Zhongshan, the black-clothed Taoist had also heard of it.