I said I would turn back time

Lin Xing found nothing in the firewood house, so he came to the earthen hut beside him, and found that the inside had also been swept away, not even a hair was left.

Shaking his head helplessly, Lin Xing asked: "Miss Bai, do you know this place? If I want to take you home, where should I go?"

Bai Yiyi was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, she didn't expect that the first thing the other party brought up was this.

"This lunatic keeps his word."

Bai Yiyi was about to say something, but fell silent again, and finally sighed: "No matter where this is, it's not too close to my home. With your current ability... it's too dangerous to go back this way."

"I think you should seize the time first, practice more skills, and try to understand the inheritance as soon as possible. In these troubled times, only by understanding the inheritance can you have some power to protect yourself."

Lin Xing asked: "I now remember that there are two inheritances in my head, one is called soldiers, and the other is called Taoist. Is it true that Taoist is more powerful?"

Bai Yiyi immediately objected: "You are so young and strong, of course you should choose soldiers as your targets. Only by practicing the martial arts of killing can you have the power to protect yourself in this troubled world."

"As for the inheritance of Taoist boys, although I haven't practiced it, I think those old monks and old Taoist priests practice it quite easily. They can neither fight nor use it."

Lin Xing frowned slightly, although what Bai Yiyi said must have her reason, but in the small part of Lin Xing's waking memory, he felt that Dao Tong was even more powerful.

Bai Yiyi continued to persuade: "I know the secret to understanding soldiers. If you practice according to my instructions, you will be able to understand the inheritance in a month or two at most with your talent."

Lin Xing looked back at his waking memories, and insisted: "Miss Bai, I should choose Daotong."

Bai Yiyi was angry and anxious: "Inheritance cannot be changed, how can your great talent be used on Daoist?"

At the same time, Lin Xing has already begun to recall in his mind the requirements for comprehending the inheritance of Daotong.

"There are three skills to master in total, which are two levels of boxing, two levels of meditation, and one level of spells."

"I do have some methods of practicing meditation and spells in my memory."

"But I don't know boxing at all."

Lin Xing had never seriously learned any martial arts in his life of more than ten years, and he had no time to study in the past two days after mastering the skills.

So he could only place his hope on Bai Yiyi: "Miss Bai, do you know boxing? Can you teach me?"

Bai Yiyi laughed and said proudly: "Just listen to me, go to the lineage of soldiers, come, come, come, I know a lot of boxing skills, what kind of boxing do you want to learn?"

Seeing that Bai Yiyi seemed to have misunderstood something, Lin Xing thought for a while but was too lazy to explain. Anyway, he learned boxing first.

Lin Xing asked: "Is there anything simple, easy to learn and practical?"

Bai Yiyi said: "Then let's learn Taiqing Changquan first. This is a bad boxing technique."

Lin Xing asked suspiciously: "Rotten street?"

Bai Yiyi smiled and said: "Hey, the boxing skills in the bad streets are proven, solid and easy to use. Stop talking nonsense and practice as I say..."

When Bai Yiyi started teaching boxing, it was as if she had turned into another person. She spoke vigorously and ten times more strictly than usual.

Especially after she saw Lin Xing's qualifications, she was even more interested and full of expectations in teaching Lin Xing boxing.

She was seen circling Lin Xing non-stop, waving the cat doll's short hand and pointing Lin Xing's movements.

But Lin Xing's performance... let her down.

Taiqing Changquan is said to be a boxing technique, but it also includes the most basic steps, techniques, elbow techniques, wrestling techniques, etc. It is a three-dimensional basic combat system. Compared with the sickle sword that Lin Xing had practiced before, The law is much more solid and comprehensive.

At this moment, Lin Xing was just like the most ordinary beginner. Bai Yiyi had to explain each move several times before he could barely master it.

He himself feels that this Taiqing Changquan looks similar to the Changquan he has seen online, but it has many more practice methods related to actual combat, not just routines.

"Didn't you learn quickly before?" Bai Yiyi asked in confusion: "Why are you dumber than my dumbest apprentice now?"

Lin Xing knew that he had never shown any talent in martial arts. At this moment, he could only explain awkwardly: "I was killed by the old man over and over again. I kept going back in time and learning repeatedly, and then I learned the sickle technique."

Bai Yiyi looked at Lin Xing's clumsy appearance at this time, and then recalled how quickly the other party learned while fighting before, and she couldn't help but feel dubious in her heart: "Could he really be able to turn back time? But this...how is this possible?"

After studying for another half an hour, Bai Yiyi finally gave up her original expectations when she saw that Lin Xing was still making slow progress.

"Too slow, you are too slow to learn like this."

The scene in front of her was in sharp contrast to Bai Yiyi's original expectations, and she couldn't help but be disappointed: "Wouldn't it take several months just for you to learn the first level of Taiqing Changquan?" How long will it take for you to understand the inheritance of soldiers and have the power to protect yourself?"

Lin Xing, however, was not affected by the opponent's disappointment, but continued to practice his boxing skills in a down-to-earth manner without any slack in sight.

At this moment, they heard footsteps outside the courtyard, and with a creaking sound, the courtyard door opened, and a little girl appeared in front of them.

Seeing Lin Xing in the yard, the little girl was startled: "Who are you? Why are you at my house?"

Lin Xing asked in surprise, "Is this your home?"

Seeing the little girl nodding, he asked again: "Did an old man die here two days ago?"

The little girl said: "That's my grandfather! Do you know who killed my grandfather?"

Seeing the family members of the deceased, Lin Xing felt a little embarrassed. He didn't know what to say for a moment. When he saw the empty yard, he asked, "Have you moved?"

"My father is gone and my grandfather is dead. My family can't pay the money to worship the gods, so their things have been moved away."

As the little girl spoke, she looked at Lin Xing in front of her. At this moment, Lin Xing was wearing the blue and white hospital gown from before, with a cat doll's head on the collar. The whole person looked out of place with everything around him.

She suddenly said: "Are you a cult demon?"

Lin Xing explained helplessly: "I am a good person."

Little girl: "Nice guy? What is a nice guy?"

Just when Lin Xing was about to explain, he saw a man pushing open the door and walking into the small courtyard. He wanted to catch the little girl without saying a word.

"what are you doing?"

Lin Xing stretched out his hand to stop him, but Bai Yiyi's reminder came in his mind: "Don't go up."

The next moment, Lin Xing felt a pain in his wrist, which was already being squeezed tightly by the man.

He was about to resist, but he realized that the opponent's strength was far superior to his. After a few moves, he was thrown out and fell to the ground.

The person who made the move glanced at him coldly, and murderous intent swept over him, causing the pores all over Lin Xing's body to shrink.

"Boy, don't meddle in your own business."