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The bandits came quickly and left even faster.

The mother and daughter of the Lin family in the carriage saw that Zhong Lin had dispersed the bandits with just one arrow, and their faces were full of burning.

Zhong Lin frowned as he looked at the bandits fleeing in panic.

"It's getting more and more chaotic. Although Da Chen has some natural disasters, it's not so bad. Along the way, I've encountered five groups of bandits alone."

Zhong Lin could detect the changes in the overall situation of Da Chen with his naked eyes.

Refugees, bandits, rebels...

The fights among the many princes in Kyoto have begun to seriously affect the changes in the entire Chen Kingdom. If they cannot be dealt with as soon as possible, the entire country will fall into turmoil, not to mention the covetous eyes of the other two dynasties outside.

Shaking his head, he ignored it and the convoy started moving forward again.

At night, a familiar figure appeared in Zhong Lin's room again. Mrs. Zhang was more active and fanatical that night.

It took half an hour to send Mrs. Zhang away. Zhong Lin was about to start meditating and condensing his true energy when there were bursts of knocks on the door.

"Who?"

Zhong Lin got up and opened the door. It was Lin Shihua.

"Miss Lin?"

"Brother Zhong, won't you let me in for a seat?"

As Lin Shihua spoke, Zhong Lin faintly smelled a scent of alcohol.

"Have you been drinking?"

Zhong Lin frowned slightly.

Lin Shihua lowered her body and actually went in from the side of Zhong Lin.

Zhong Lin looked around the door and closed it with his backhand.

Lin Shihua walked to the bed and sniffed. He sensed a familiar smell.

"It's too late. Why are you not sleeping and coming to my room?"

Lin Shihua turned her head and stared at Zhong Lin with anger and unwillingness in her eyes.

"My mother came just now, right?"

"..."

"My mother was here last night too?"

Zhong Lin remained silent, without any embarrassment.

At this moment, Lin Shihua threw herself into Zhong Lin's arms. Her petite body and elegant fragrance made Zhong Lin's heart burn.

"Don't play with fire."

Zhong Lin whispered.

"My mother can do it, why can't I?"

Lin Shihua's tone was full of rebellion. Before speaking, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Zhong Lin's weakness.

"Hiss!"

Zhong Lin couldn't bear it anymore. He picked up Lin Shihua by the waist and threw her onto the bed.

...

The next morning, the team set off again, but this time both mother and daughter were "sick" and were unwilling to get off the carriage.

During the journey, Mrs. Zhang opened the door curtain many times and glared at Zhong Lin fiercely, but she didn't say much.

Zhong Lin just smiled casually without any embarrassment.

This is a world with martial arts. Women have achieved as much as men in martial arts. Therefore, they are not as strict as the Chinese Ming and Qing Dynasties in terms of gender protection. Otherwise, Lin Shihua would drink some wine and break into Zhong Lin's room.

The next month was a month. During the day, the convoy was on the road, and Zhong Lin was the bodyguard to protect the convoy. At night, they enjoyed the happiness of having two wives. On the seventh day, they even used some tricks and slept together.

Sometimes he would also instruct Lin An in martial arts. After all, he slept with his mother and sister. If he didn't help, Zhong Lin would feel a little guilty.

A month also allowed Zhong Lin to complete the swallowing of his inner breath by his true qi. So far, he has truly entered the ranks of first-class warriors and become the top warrior.

Outside Tianyang City.

Zhong Lin watched the convoy, which was twice as large as before, slowly leave in the distance. Lin Shihua on the carriage waved her hands with tears in her eyes, and her eyes were full of reluctance. Xiao Lin An was also shouting loudly.

"Brother Zhong, you must go to Linhai City to see me, don't forget it."

As the convoy went farther and farther, Lin Shihua could no longer bear it and threw herself into Madam Zhang's arms and cried loudly.

Mrs. Zhang also hugged her daughter and said with heartache: "Don't cry, don't cry, he is a white cloud in the sky, but we are just ordinary people in the world. He will not stop because of us. When we arrive in Linhai City, we will forget him and start our lives again."

A middle-aged man also drove a horse to the front of the carriage and said softly: "Third sister, how is Shihua?"

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"I feel a little depressed, just cry it out, thank you for your concern, second brother."

Mrs. Zhang said.

This person is Madam Zhang's second brother, Zhang Shuo, the second son of the Zhang family in Linhai City.

When Madam Zhang was betrayed by the housekeeper on the way, she quickly sent someone to deliver a letter, and Zhang Shuo also personally brought people to greet him, so they met in Tianyang City, which is why Zhong Lin did not continue to escort her.

"Mr. Zhong is young and handsome, has great martial arts skills, and is a disciple of Master Yin of Baicaotang. It is understandable that Shihua is young and admires Ai, but it's a pity that our family is not worthy of her. You comfort Shihua. When we return to Linhai City, I will ask Xing'er to take her to some poetry gatherings and meet some young men. Maybe she will forget Mr. Zhong by then." Zhang Shuo sighed.

Mrs. Zhang could only nod in agreement, but her face was full of bitterness.

Forgot?

How could she forget?

The grace of saving life, the intimacy of skin... not to mention my daughter Lin Shihua, I probably won't forget it in my life.

On the other side, Zhong Lin led the horse and walked into Tianyang City.

However, in less than a year, when he came to this familiar place again, Zhong Lin felt as if he was in another world.

Unlike the bandits outside, Tianyang City is still peaceful and peaceful, with pedestrians rubbing shoulders with each other on the road and vendors hawking their wares on both sides.

"Master, come up and play!"

"Come and play! Master."

"Young Master, you are exhausted from all the journey. Come up and rest. I will relieve your fatigue myself."

"I have a big heart and will definitely satisfy you."

Zhong Lin, who was walking, was awakened by the sweet voices from upstairs. He subconsciously looked up and saw that on the railing of the second floor, a group of prostitutes in revealing clothes were waving handkerchiefs, flirting with him, and speaking bold words one after another.

As Zhong Lin looked up, the women were even more surprised, shouting louder and making bolder movements.

Zhong Lin, who was successful in martial arts, had a restrained aura. With his tall body, he stood out from the crowd on the street and had a great temperament.

Looking up, the women saw Zhong Lin's sharp eyebrows and handsome face, which naturally made them more excited.

After all, serving anyone is serving, but a handsome young man is naturally not comparable to the white-haired old man.

Glancing at the sign on the attic, the three big characters "Xiaoxiang Pavilion" came into view.

"This is the Xiaoxiang Pavilion that Mei Weixuan has always talked about. Seeing is believing."

Zhong Lin's mouth corners slightly raised, thinking of the first time he met Mei Weixuan in Heishan County, the guy's words about the division of courtyards, pavilions, pavilions, rooms, classes, buildings, and shops really opened Zhong Lin's eyes.