Chapter 347: Hate hate hate

Lin Qian's words made the old man stunned. He immediately got up from the ground and grabbed the former's shoulder and said excitedly: "Really, you can really save Yan'er?"
Seeing Lin Qian nodded affirmatively, the old man's eyes burst with hope, and he quickly pulled Lin Qian into his small broken house.
The room was extremely simple, with a table, two chairs, and a broken straw bed, there were only a few broken tiles and nothing else.
On the bed of rags lay a child who was less than ten years old, with only a thin linen shirt on his body, which had been stained red with blood.
The child lying on the bed of rags tilted his head and coughed violently from time to time. Every time, blood spurted out of his mouth.
Seeing this situation, Lin Qian hurried forward, with an extremely bleak blood restoration potion in his hand. He unplugged the cork and opened the child's mouth and forcibly poured the potion down.
It's not that Lin Qian is stingy, but that the child's body simply cannot withstand the stronger potion power.
After pouring the healing potion in, Lin Qian tore the child's shirt open and his pupils contracted slightly.
There is a black footprint on the child's chest. You don't need to look at Lin Qian to understand that it must have been a soul martial artist who kicked the child's chest. This will cause him to suffer such a serious injury.
It seems that because of malnutrition, the child itself looks much thinner, so that the person can also get it?
Lin Qian pressed his hand to the child's chest with a gloomy expression, and the cold soul power penetrated into the other party as softly as possible, helping the child digest and restore the potion's power.
The old man watched by the side, he no longer shed tears, but was surprised to watch his grandson get better quickly.
After pulling Lin Qian into the house, the old man regretted that he was so reckless. This young man was only from a remote town. How could he heal his grandson's injury.
Just when he was suspicious, he saw this young man pour a strange red liquid into his grandson's mouth, and his palms were running with soul power to stick to his grandson.
Although the old man didn't understand, he had heard others say that soul martial artists sometimes used soul power to heal injuries.
Seeing that his grandson no longer coughed up blood violently, his breathing was steady, and his face was gradually flushed, the old man trembled with excitement.
Not long after, Lin Qian just withdrew his hand, and the original black footprints on the child's chest had disappeared.
boom!
Just when Lin Qian got up and turned around, the old man knelt down to him with a bang, and tears came out again, and kowtow to Lin Qian desperately: "Thank you, thank you."
Lin Qian hurriedly helped the old man from the ground. The child’s injury is undoubtedly mortal in the old man’s eyes, but it is nothing to him: "The old man doesn’t need to be like that, just don’t look at me with disgusting eyes. , Haha."
Hearing Lin Qian's words, the old man was not only ashamed and embarrassed, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, and finally he could only sigh: "Young man, you are a good person, why do you want to be the demon of the city guard?"
"Old man, the city guard is the army of the Qin Dynasty and the people surrounding Yushui City. At that time, the three forces of Shuangji Temple, Xiaoyao Sect and Blood Spirit Valley will attack and rely on them to protect it." Seeing the old man against the city Lin Qian couldn't help asking with some curiosity about the hatred look on the guard.
Lin Qian's words caused the old man to say viciously: "Rely on their protection? I yeah, old man, I wish that the Qin Dynasty would be destroyed, and the city guards became the souls of others!"
After the old man finished speaking, Lin Qian looked at each other dumbfounded, he really didn't expect this to be the case.
After speaking viciously, the old man looked at Lin Qian's astonishment, and suddenly reached out his hand to wipe the muddy tears on his face, thoughtfully.
Immediately afterwards, the old man quickly walked to the door, poked his head and took a look, closed the wooden door tightly, and closed the only small window tightly before he came to Lin Qian.
"Young man, tell the old man, who are you?" After the old man had done all this, he asked Lin Qian in a low voice.
Lin Qian took a deep look at the old man. Soul power suddenly emerged from his body, covering the entire cabin and isolating it from the outside world. After that, he said to the old man: "Don’t hide the old man, I’m not from the Qin Dynasty. ."
Telling the old man was after Lin Qian thought about it. He could clearly see the old man's resentment towards the Qin Dynasty and the hatred towards the city guards.
The so-called enemy's enemy is his own friend. Lin Qian still needs this place where the old man lives, so it is better to give the other party some information.
He saved the other's grandson and his own hatred, Lin Qian believed that the other party would help him.
Even if the other party refused, Lin Qian could only kill others for the success of his plan. Because once the plan is successful, the casualties of the disciples of the tripartite forces will be greatly reduced, and the benevolence of women is the most stupid in the war.
"In this way, the old man will understand, how come a kind person like you, young man, would think of joining the city guards, why would you know that my grandson is injured." The old man grabbed Lin Qian's hand and said openly, as if he knew Lin Qian didn't really want to enter the city guard, it was simply a happy event.
Lin Qian moved the two chairs next to him and let the old man sit down. He was also sitting opposite to each other. He curiously asked, "Father, the kid doesn't understand why you resent the city guard so much, so resentful. Your own dynasty?"
Hearing Lin Qian’s doubtful questioning, the old man laughed sadly and asked him back: "If people don’t treat you as a human being, are you cruel? If they kill your son and humiliate your daughter-in-law, why not? You almost kicked your grandson to death. Are you cruel, blame or blame?"
Speaking of this, the old man's tears couldn't stop flowing, his face covered with haggard hands: "If it weren't for your help from the young man, I really don't know how to face my son and daughter-in-law after death, old man. "
Afterwards, the old man slowly said to Lin Qian: "Old man, my surname is Qi. Just call me Qi old man. That is my grandson Qi Yan. As I said earlier, my son was killed by the city guards. , Just because when he sold the fur of the soul beast he killed, the city guards didn't pay for it. He couldn't help but ask if he could give a little soul crystal a reward."
"He has been very humble to ask, and there is no disrespect, but the city guard still came forward and beat my son to death. The reason is that he asked for money, and the city guard took things from our untouchables. You should be grateful, and you should die if you ask for money."
"My daughter-in-law went up to beg for mercy, but they took it away. Ten days later, they sent back Yan'er's mother's body. Because Yan'er was crying loudly, the leading city guard kicked him!"
"Just because I cried loudly!"
Lin Qian remained silent, and there was an extra bottle of low-level recovery potion in his hand, which he handed to the old man to take it.
Because the other party's eyes burst into tears, Lin Qian didn't want the old man in front of him to be so blind.