Red Heart Survey

"Pass down the order and invite all the strong people in the middle reaches of Wangjiang City. If anyone can kill this beast, I, the Lin family, will reward two dao yuan stones!" Among the crowd, a middle-aged man stood out and shouted angrily.

This person is Lin Duanxing, the father of brothers Lin Zhengren and Lin Zhengli, so he is naturally very important in the Lin family.

But from the position of the next patriarch of the Lin family, passing him directly and handing it over to Lin Zhengli, it is enough to show that his ability is too weak.

So when he opened his mouth and took out two Dao Yuan stones, and when he kept his mouth shut, he invited all the masters of the pulse traveler in the city, everyone first turned their attention to Mr. Lin.

Without him, other people do not have such power.

"Enough." Old Master Lin said softly, "Go and bring Lin Zhenglun here."

"Father, you are confused!" Lin Duanxing said anxiously: "Although Lin Zhenglun is not worth mentioning, he represents the face of my Lin family! How can I leave it to outsiders?"

Not to mention other things first, just talking about this person is unqualified. Contradicting Mr. Lin in public, saying that he is confused, at a light level, he is incompetent, and at a serious level, he is challenging the authority of the patriarch. Another one, is Lin Zhenglun worth mentioning, and this is also suitable to be announced in public? I'm really not afraid of chilling people's hearts.

Mr. Lin knocked on the ground with his stick, and raised his voice: "If you insist on making this matter a storm in the city, the Lin family won't lose face?"

Lin Duanxing was startled and shut up.

After all, he doesn't know how to practice. Lin Zhengli was able to represent the Wangjiang City Taoist Academy in the three cities to discuss the Tao, so he was naturally one of the best figures in the city's Taoist Academy. Or there may be one or two in the city guard who are stronger than him, but they are limited.

Besides, won't the Lin family be ashamed if the monks in the city guard army are invited to act?

It is right to deal with this matter decisively as soon as possible.

Not long after, Lin Zhenglun was taken to the archway.

Looking at this man with disheveled hair, haggard appearance, and a walking corpse, Jiang Wang couldn't imagine how Aunt Song fell in love with him.

"Lin Zhenglun brought them here." Mr. Lin looked at Jiang Wang with his slightly cloudy old eyes, and said softly, "What do you want to explain?"

"Now, let me ask, and you answer." Jiang Wang approached Lin Zhenglun and looked into his blank eyes: "How did my sister's biological mother, Song Ruyi, die?"

Lin Zhengli said from the side: "She committed suicide by jumping into a well, did I not explain clearly enough?"

Mr. Lin glanced at him lightly, and he shut up.

Lin Zhenglun had been in a dazed state until he heard the words Song Ruyi, his eyes slowly recovered a little.

He raised his eyes, looked at Jiang Wang, looked around, and then turned around, staring at Jiang Wang: "What did you just say?"

His voice trembled: "You...are you Ruyi's stepson who is practicing in the Taoist monastery? Jiang An'an's brother?"

"Okay, okay!" He became excited, even a little crazy: "If you dare to block the door of the Lin family, you will be promising!"

Jiang Wang repeated indifferently: "Let me ask you, how did Song Ruyi die?"

But Lin Zhenglun seemed unaware of his impatience and disgust, or in other words, the current Lin Zhenglun has long been unable to feel other people's opinions. He lives only with his emotions.

He opened his hands, and suddenly burst into tears: "What's the use of me accumulating wealth!!"

Lin Zhenglun knelt down on the ground, covered his face and wailed: "I regret not going on the path of practice! Once the mountain collapses, I will become poor!"

For this person, Jiang Wang has no extra patience.

So his sword moved slowly, pointed at Lin Zhenglun and said, "I'll ask you one last time, Song Ruyi, how did you die!"

"Ruyi..." Lin Zhenglun stopped crying and raised his head with tears all over his face: "It was me, I was the one who killed her. I made her commit suicide!"

"No!" He stood up abruptly again, pointing at the members of the Lin clan gathered behind the archway: "It's them! Everyone in the Lin family is responsible! Especially Lin Zhengli!"

Lin Zhengli cursed: "Lin Zhenglun, are you crazy?"

"Zheng Lun." Old Master Lin said, "Your wife is dead and you are in a bad mood. I understand you. But you can't just talk nonsense."

"Old man?" Lin Zhenglun cried and said, "At the beginning you agreed to take me back to my lineage and let me call you grandpa. Why did you ignore me when Lin Zhengli, a little bastard, took over my business and drove me away? Woolen cloth?"

Mr. Lin frowned and remained silent. Of course he knew about the matter between Lin Zhengli and Lin Zhenglun. But on the one hand, Lin Zhenglun was indeed a bit arrogant and arrogant, and on the other hand, Lin Zhengli was his own grandson. No matter how wrong he is, as a grandfather, he has to help him out.

"It's true that I haven't asked about business matters for a long time. Maybe I really wronged you. I'll check it later and explain something else." Mr. Lin said: "But your wife's death was indeed a suicide, which can be investigated. , Even opening the coffin for an autopsy is no problem, how can you blame others?"

Lin Zhenglun wiped away his tears and gritted his teeth: "Ruyi and I were originally in love with each other. The business I made through hard work has almost integrated the medicinal material markets of the two cities! If it weren't for Lin Zhengli's hot-sightedness, relying on his status as the heir of the patriarch, he would take me away. How could I have fallen to this point if I have the right to occupy my business!"

"If it wasn't for Lin Zhengli!" He turned around and pointed at Lin Zhengli, his eyes full of resentment and madness!

boom!

A palm that appeared suddenly pressed down on Lin Zhenglun's Tianling, and when Dao Yuan spat out, he was blasted into a pulp!

It also crushed his unfinished words and resentment into dust.

Lin Zhengren, who fell from the sky, withdrew his hand, looked at Jiang Wang and said, "Song Ruyi committed suicide, and you heard it clearly. I will pay you Lin Zhenglun! Is that enough?"

Lin Zhengren suddenly appeared to kill, Linghe Zhao Rucheng took a step forward without hesitation and stood beside Jiang Wang. Dao Yuan is secretly surging, ready to fight at any time.

A living person was blasted into a pulp before his eyes, especially when he was still making an indignant speech last moment.

This deterrence will probably silence a lot of people.

But Jiang Wang's face remained unchanged.

He really had no other request to make. It was a fact that Song Ruyi committed suicide. At most, Lin Zhenglun treated her badly after marriage, which is not considered a serious crime in Zhuang Law. There may be other entanglements in this, but Lin Zhenglun is dead. According to the identity of the disciple of Jiangwang Daoist Academy, this is the most he can do.

The Lin family killed Lin Zhenglun as an explanation, and it makes sense anywhere. If another person came, there would be no explanation.

Jiang Wangdao: "Give me back the dowry that Song Ruyi brought, and the medicinal materials business in Fengxi Town. Those are all properties of my Jiang family. They were originally given to Song Ruyi. Now that she is dead, they should return to the original owner. "

Song Ruyi's dowry was considered generous. But especially the medicinal material business in Fengxi Town is the fulcrum to pry open the medicinal material market in Fenglin city area, and it is also an important part of integrating the medicinal material business in the two major cities.

Lin Zhengli was naturally reluctant to lose such a large piece of meat.

He was about to say something, but Lin Zhengren had already made the decision directly: "Yes."

"Then Jiang will leave first." Jiang Wang put his sword back into its sheath, and nodded to the members of the Lin clan: "Sorry for bothering you."

"Junior Brother Jiang, Mr. Lin has a piece of advice for you." Lin Zhengren said behind him: "The road to practice is very long, you have to walk slowly, and don't get narrower and narrower."

"I wish that no matter how strong I am, can I protect you for the rest of my life?"

Jiang Wang took out the gun, wrapped it carefully, covered the box, and carried it behind his back.

Then he turned around and said to Lin Zhengren, "I've been taught."

The three brothers walked away.

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ps: "If you regret not going on the path of practice, once the mountain collapses, you will become poor." Regarding Lin Zhenglun, what I want to express is the struggle and hard work of an ordinary person who has not chosen to practice in this extraordinary world. Just like the woodcutter who got ten thousand dollars because of his salary, they may have the opportunity to get wealth by virtue of ability or luck, but can they keep their wealth? And derived from it, thinking about the society and system of this extraordinary world. I don't know how this character is portrayed, and I leave it to readers to evaluate.

Thanks to book friends A, B, C, D 42, book friends are fortunate to have me in the mountains, and book friends Baiye Xianren for their rewards. Also, there is an update tonight.