Chapter Fifty-Seven: Missing

Lin Zhining left very abruptly, although he said goodbye to Xiao Wu and his wife, but when they routinely went to clean the wooden house where Lin Zhining had lived for several years in the morning, the house was already empty, even the bedding on the bed was packed up yesterday morning, and they were not touched at all.

Xiao Wu and Wang Hanchen knew that Lin Zhining was really gone, and after getting along for all these years, they all knew what kind of person Lin Zhining was, and the decisions he made would never be changed by others.

They wandered around these wooden houses with feelings, and the wooden houses had already been expanded, because there were too many books by Lin Zhining, whether they were bought from outside or transcribed by Lin Zhining himself.

Looking at the books in a few rooms, although they often came to clean them, but when Lin Zhining left, they realized that it was the people who lived here, the mountains of books on the shelves, who changed them from a poor ordinary person to a talent who was both civil and military.

It's a pity that the person who taught them is gone, or they will never see a familiar face again, leaving them with only memories, and a room full of books, and the heavy responsibility of passing it on.

No matter what happened to them, Lin Zhining once again embarked on a lonely journey, what he wanted most now was to meet a master again, someone who could compete with him and talk about martial arts.

Just as he resolutely started to give lectures for martial arts, now he also left behind the education career that he had gradually indulged in, as well as the students who respected and loved him.

Five years may be a very short and inconspicuous process in Lin Zhining's long life, but these five years have played an immeasurable role in Lin Zhining's progress in martial arts.

No matter what the reason is, even if Lin Zhining comes to a new world every time, his true qi cultivation is transformed into nutrients in his body, his progress speed is too fast, fast like a kite pulling a string, and this thin line is getting tighter and tighter, and the moment the line is broken, it is when his martial arts collapse.

Having this time to organize his thoughts and polish his foundation is the best way for him to avoid bigger trouble in the future.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't realize this problem, then the effect of this period of retreat would be even more obvious, and even so, the harvest of unintentional action would definitely not be small, otherwise he would not have been able to complete his artistic conception so quickly.

The end of the world war was definitely not good news for this ancient country, and the powers that had no time to take care of China during the war once again set their sights on this fertile land.

Whether it was to heal the wounds of the Great War or plunder more resources, this country, which occupies a large area of land and is extremely rich in population resources, has once again become the target of their game and plunder.

With their support, the warlords have started one terrible war after another, draining the country's resources and the enthusiasm of its people.

All kinds of scandals are emerging, and intellectuals are also confused, but they are also persevering.

What they are confused about is how to make this ancient country full of fatigue stand up again. They also clung to their dreams, and thus either supported reunification, or supported the joint rule of the warlords, or wanted to learn from the Bolsheviks, who also overthrew the monarchy and established the power of the working class, or, like the Western countries, hoped that the glory of democracy would spread throughout the land of China.

They are struggling in pain, and they all hope to find a way to save the country and save the people, and the people are also struggling in pain, and they hope to live a happy and peaceful life as soon as possible.

However, the smoke of gunpowder, the ruins and broken tiles everywhere, and the shadow of greed and rampant that shrouded this land clearly told them that all their efforts, so far, still have no effect.

It's crazy, it's frustrating, it's just as numbing. As a result, some people hope to open up the wisdom of the people, some hope to win by force, and some simply defect and become lackeys of the robbers.

Lin Zhining's disciples have brought different ideas and a faint hope to these people who are confused and persevering in pain.

Although these people are not very knowledgeable and their behavior is very immature, they still make people feel uplifted.

They were not so happy about these young men, although with a little experience they would definitely be of great use, but they were more interested in the gentlemen who taught them.

On the one hand, they admired Lin Zhining's willingness to be plain and devoted to teaching and educating people, and on the other hand, they also complained about Lin Zhining, and it was a pity that he could bury his talent in the mountains and wilderness at the time of saving the country and the people.

Especially after the correspondence with Lin Zhining, whether it is Lin Zhining's outstanding good hand, or the wisdom revealed between the lines, it is very exciting, and I can't wait to see him immediately, sleep with him, and discuss current affairs.

However, whether it was early or late, what I saw were Lin Zhining's books with annotations, and the news that Lin Zhining had already traveled.

Although they saw Lin Zhining's wisdom and felt his thoughts from the books left by Lin Zhining, they still regretted that they couldn't see Lin Zhining himself.

Isn't it a pity to meet a superior and miss out?