Chapter 128: At the cost

White water vapor slowly floated from the barrel.
After the white curtain, Lin Xin took off his bath towel and slowly walked into the bathing wooden barrel full of white petals. He sat down in the wooden barrel, and the whole person slowly sinks until the scented water slowly soaked. neck.
In addition to the white petals, the water in the wooden barrel has many black spots as thin as sesame seeds. On closer inspection, there are many dense corpses of small insects.
In addition, the water is still faintly green, and from time to time, many residual medicine residues can be seen rolling up.
Lin Xinyuan stood outside waiting quietly for Lin Xin to bathe. On the edge Huang Puyang stood with her, facing the shower room across the curtain.
"The landlord specifically requested to add human face fruit, did he suffer internal injuries or lack of energy?" Huang Qinyang frowned.
Lin Xinyuan also frowned, wondering. Lin Xin has never been a man of extravagance and extravagance. He did not hesitate to add thousands of human face fruits, yellow silver water, soul soil, Ninghua insects and other precious medicinal materials, but only for bathing, there is definitely his reason.
"Xiaoyuan, is there anything wrong with you?" Lin Xin's voice came from behind the curtain.
Lin Xinyuan was right, straight out.
"Recently, the number of soul soil and sun iron in the black market is getting smaller and smaller, and it may be a large-scale acquisition .... ≡ ★, which has a great impact on our acquisition. I suggest that new materials can be selected as the villa runes. New materials for swords. "
"Yangtie is okay, no one can buy the soul soil." Lin Xindandan said. "do not worry about it."
"But brother, just in case ..."
"In no case, the nature of the soul soil is the same as that of the human face fruit. On the surface, it is made by the monk in the black market on the border. Actually ..." Lin Xin didn't finish talking, but the meaning was clear.
Lin Xinyuan's mind was suddenly agitated.
The production of soul soil requires a living person to be buried alive on a piece of dirt. And use corpse water to completely turn it into a liquid, melt into this soil, and then plant a plant called poison bird flower, and then buried 20 people alive on this soil every year, three years later, a large piece of soul soil Can be made.
This method has always been used only by demon monks regardless of consequences. But if what Lin Xin said is true.
That means that the soul soil is likely to be the same as the human face fruit, with the high-level participation of the sword school. This taboo business has huge profits. In addition to seeking to promote their nephews, a lot of people collect it as a supplement to the consumption of essence gas. Refining some special magic weapons is also used, so the demand is huge. Only those in the Pinewood Sword School were made under this condition.
"It's not our business. Don't bother." Lin Xin said lightly. "Do what you should do."
Lin Xinyuan and Huang Yiyang both understood, and slightly bowed their heads.
"Yes. Xiaoyuan, you are not too young, marriage matters ..." Lin Xinxin did not finish.
"Brother, I'll leave first." Lin Xinyuan interrupted him directly, looking slightly cold, and turned to leave.
Huang Liyang's honest Bajiao face was also helpless, Chao Lin pleaded guilty, and turned to leave.
A few of the maids and guards on the side also looked weird. Although he didn't dare to say a word, Lin Xinyuan was always single. Everyone knew it.
Lin Xin lay in the potion, slightly lifted his upper body, reached out and touched his chest to heal a small hole. Close your eyes and don't know what to say.
After bathing, he changed his clothes and sword, and burned incense and meditated. Kneeling in the middle of the curtain pavilion.
In front of the incense burner was a Buddhist scripture, and he was trying to use the scriptures to calm his murderous body.
Quietly chanting long verses may or may not work, and he rises calmly. Get out of the pavilion.
There was a bright moon outside and stars, and there was a hint of coolness in the autumn wind.
"Zhuang owner, there is news." A voice came from the darkness beside him, as thin as a mosquito.
"Say."
Lin Xin was expressionless.
"Bige's biography, two hundred and seventy-eight miles away, Qi Shuihe, Lord Huang escaped from the wounded with injuries, the injuries were ominous, and the chaser was ominous.
"Shoot?"
Lin Xin blinked his eyes.
"Let the sword area come along to answer. No ..." He suddenly changed his mind. "Where is it?"
"Mr. Huang of Qishuihe has no trace after entering. It is suspected that he was rescued and hidden by the people in the fishing village."
Lin Xin groaned for a moment.
"Let Li come over."
"Yes."
The shadow retreated.
Soon in the courtyard, Gongsun slowly came in.
"The owner."
"What's that little zong's name?" Lin Xin said directly.
"Yanyangmen." Gongsun Li first stunned and immediately reacted.
"Already near Zhuangzi?"
"Arrived."
Lin Xin pulled out his sword and flicked it lightly.
"A lot of things, want to get, how to do it without giving, let their suzerain come to see me."
"I'll arrange it right away."
The sword groaned endlessly in the yard, and remained dark for a long time.
Lin Xin was calm as if he didn't hear the sword ringing.
Two days later, Qi Shuihe.
In the afternoon, in the setting sun, the orange-red light stained the river surface into red scales.
In a small fishing village on the river, a humble fisherman's house.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh’ve now when you do n’t speak, you and my dad will help you cover it."
A few days ago, she came across a yellow shirt from a pile of rocks on a small hillside. After seeing him unconscious and bleeding, she saved him to her own home. After some conditioning and healing, the yellow shirt was saved. However, the injuries were too severe and too much blood was lost. I can only hide at home, because the wounds are exhausted all the way, and finally, Aju goes out to find some herbs for him to take after suffering.
"Thank you Aju." Huang Huang never thought he would speak to a mortal with such a gentle attitude. But he did, and now he is doing it. Ah Tan is a good girl. Although she is just a mortal, but ...
"It's okay, Brother Huang." A raccoon blushed, and quickly awkwardly found the lid of the tank from the side. "You are the person who is going to do great things, is a big man, for us to go to death to kill monsters ..."
"Don't talk about raccoons. Those people are here. Hurry up and close the lid. Lord Huang is the person who is going to do something big. How can he be willing to talk to you, a little girl, and don't disturb the adult to rest and recover." An old man was a little nervous The voice came in.
"I see." A raccoon responded quickly. "Brother Huang, rest assured, it will soon pass, just like the previous few times. Very easy." She smiled and comforted.
The yellow shirt was a little ashamed, and the tension was a little relaxed.
"Little raccoon. When my injury recovers, I will let you live a good life." He smiled weakly. "Don't you want to buy good-looking silk clothes? I'll take you enough, and your father and mother, I will let you live in a big house and enter the big city."
"No need ....." Ah Tan said no more shy smile, "I covered it, Brother Huang."
"Well." The yellow shirt nodded. "You can rest assured that if there is danger, I will protect you."
Ah Tan snorted. The voice was low, but there was a feeling of trust in him.
The lid was closed, and the yellow shirt was shrunk in the water tank, and the sound outside could be heard faintly.
Soon, there was a loud cheering outside.
"This way, open the door !!"
With a click, the door of the cabin was opened.
Several strong men dressed up as pirates came in and glanced around.
"Not here!"
"Search carefully. If you find someone, you can get two thousand gold!" Another mountain thief grinned.
"Hey guys, a few guys. I don't really have anyone else here." The dad with a white headscarf stepped forward and grinned, handing over the little silver in the house.
"This is all our family's savings ... man .. You're good ..."
One of the bandits grabbed silver and shoved it into his arms. His eyes swept around the room.
Suddenly freezes to the who is in the corner.
"Oh, there's a little girl here ~~"
There was a smirk on his face, and he walked towards Ah Tan.
"Hello guys, you guys, you can do it. This is my young lady, Beaver. She is still young. I don't understand ..." Dad hurried forward and begged.
In the water tank, Huangshan's heart was agitated, and she slowly held the silver-hearted sword in her arms.
The first few people who came to find people were regular officials. This time they were replaced by bandits. It seems that the other party is really all in black and white.
He said that if the other party really dared to take action, he rushed out to kill a few people and escaped here, so as not to affect Aju.
The voice was getting more and more urgent outside, and the guy seemed to be walking towards A Tan.
The yellow shirt sensed his physical condition, his aura was depleted, and there was still a trace of inner energy. At most, he could support the strength of the third or fourth floor of the family.
And once it is used, it will definitely aggravate the injury, and he has already reached the point of running out of light. I now have a strong hand, I am afraid that I will be injured and injured, and I am in danger of falling to the ground at any time.
The guy's laughter grew louder, alas, it seemed that something had been knocked out.
"Hello guy!" Dad's voice came.
"Go away!"
"Daddy!"
"A raccoon ..."
With a pull, Huang Jie gripped the hilt of the sword more and more. He eagerly hoped that there would be a turn for the better and listened attentively to the outside movement.

Outside the fishing village, on the banks of the Qishui River.
More than a dozen people in black costumes rushed to the place close to the fishing village hundreds of meters away. Everyone stopped abruptly, and their footsteps on the beach were silent and there was no noise.
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In a light sound, a group of people in black suddenly dropped a figure in front of them, white clothes with black ribbons, and two long swords hanging side by side on the left waist, which were unique.
The figure turned around ~ EbookFREE.me ~ his face was calm and even a little calm. It looks a little bookish and is a middle-aged man in his thirties. It was the owner Lin Xin who arrived from Lingxin Mountain Villa.
"Lin Zhuang, is our agreement valid?" The head of the masked man in black stood out and mumbled.
"Of course." Lin Xin said indifferently, "regardless of whether it is successful or not, we will all be people on the boat, and no one will regret the previous agreement."
"Well, I hope from now on, I can call you Lord Lin." The masked man in black said Shen Sheng, and he pulled out his sword.
The remaining men in black also drew swords.
Their swords are a bit strange. The sword has a pattern like the sun, not a matrix, but more like a sign.
"go!"
All the people in black leaped up one after another, and the outbreak of body style actually had a faint family or even innate degree. (To be continued ...)
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