The Master Goes Down The Mountain: I Am Not A Son-In-Law

There was a hint of cruelty in the big man's eyes, and he raised the knife in his hand.

Before Li Muchen moved, a fishing line flew up from the reeds, passed tens of meters away, and shot straight into the big man's wrist.

The big man let out a scream, and the sharp knife fell to the ground.

The fishing line kept going, and the end of the line turned in the air, and passed through the wrists of the other four people continuously. The four people screamed like the big guy.

Then, the five people flew into the sky like kites, and then fell heavily on the ground.

The fishing line was too thin to be seen, and they didn't understand what was going on. They just looked at Li Muchen in horror, as if they saw a monster.

They couldn't see clearly, but they couldn't escape Li Muchen's eyes. The thin fishing line glowed white in the sun, and it accurately passed through the gap between the radius and ulna of five people's wrists tens of meters away. The kung fu of exposing has already won the essence of martial arts.

Li Muchen knew that it was the old man fishing by the lake, but he didn't need to be grateful, so he didn't take a second look, and only walked towards the big man lying on the ground howling.

Seeing Li Muchen approaching, the big man seemed to see something fierce, and his eyes were full of fear: "You, what are you going to do?"

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

"No, no one."

"Nobody?"

Li Muchen squatted down and pinched his wrist. The fishing line was still in the flesh, and a slight tug would hurt his heart.

In fact, the big man was not seriously injured, more because he was frightened and didn't dare to resist, so he had to desperately beg for mercy.

"Yes, it's Lord Luo."

"Which Lord Luo?"

"Luo Mingsha, the butler of the Lin family."

It's really Steward Luo! There was a murderous look in Li Muchen's eyes.

He has no grievances with the surnamed Luo, how could he act so cruelly, it seems that Mrs. Lin gave the order.

Don't you want me to be your son-in-law so much? He did not hesitate to take my life.

Li Muchen just promised to repay Mr. Lin's kindness in front of his grandfather's grave. Now that he has done this, he owes both grievances and no one else.

He thought of the dark clouds above the Lin family's villa, and originally wanted to remind them that he could even help them break the spell, but now it seems that it is unnecessary, and let them fend for themselves.

The big man also felt the murderous aura from Li Muchen, and became even more frightened, begging for mercy repeatedly.

"Young man, you have to forgive others." The old man fishing by the lake came out of the reeds, "Their hands are useless, and it is impossible to hold a knife in the future. Let them go."

Li Muchen didn't want to kill people in front of his grandfather's grave, but this kind of person only injured one hand and it was too cheap for him. Letting him go back would only hurt more people.

So he laid his hands on those people quietly, and within seven days, he would be seriously ill. If one can repent from illness, cultivate one's character with a pure heart, accumulate virtue and do good deeds, one's body can recover. If you still want to do evil, if you don't get rid of the evil spirit in your chest, then even if you survive, you will be a useless person.

"get out!"

Li Muchen watched these people scrambling away from the wasteland, and then he cupped his fists at the old man: "Thank you for your help."

The old man looked Li Muchen up and down a few times: "You can see that I made the shot, it's not easy for you."

Li Muchen smiled and said nothing.

"Young man, do you know why I helped you?" The old man glanced at the mound of earthen mound. "These days, there are not many filial people, especially those who are from the next generation. Although you didn't cry just now, I learned from your filial piety." It can be heard in the voice that your grief comes from the bottom of your heart. Your grandfather should be relieved to have a grandson like you, and I know you."

Li Muchen sighed softly and said, "I was unfilial. Back then I couldn't even afford a cemetery, so I had to bury my grandfather here."

The old man was taken aback: "Isn't this the tomb site you deliberately chose?"

Li Muchen shook his head and said, "To tell you the truth, my grandfather and I depended on each other when I was young, picking up junk for a living. When my grandfather passed away, I was only seven years old. Not to mention the cemetery, I couldn't even pay for the cremation, so I had to secretly bury him in the graveyard." On this barren beach."

The old man suddenly laughed: "You have chosen a treasured geomantic place! This place gathers the spiritual pivots of earth and energy in a radius of ten miles, and it is difficult to find a second good place that has not been occupied by people in the whole city of Hecheng. It is also your grandson and grandson who have done good deeds and accumulated virtue, and have this blessing."

Li Muchen smiled slightly. Of course he knew that this place had good Fengshui, but he really didn't know it when he buried his grandfather.

After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the place where he was fishing, and said as he walked, "Young man, let me remind you that this barren beach is about to disappear due to the great development of Lingshan Lake. You should find a way to move your grandfather's grave as soon as possible." .”

Li Muchen was taken aback for a moment, this was something he hadn't expected.

"Thank you for reminding me, old man."

Li Muchen didn't want to owe favors, the old man just rescued him, although it was unnecessary, he was kind, and now he reminded him that this favor must be repaid.

"Old man, you were injured by the raging fire, and the yin-wei meridian was damaged. If you don't treat it in time, and it takes a long time, I'm afraid it will hurt the root."

The old man paused, came back to his senses, and said in surprise: "Do you know medical skills?"

Li Muchen nodded: "Know a thing or two."

"Can you heal my wound?"

"You can try."

There was hope in the old man's eyes: "If you can see my injury at a glance, your medical skills will never be bad. How do you treat it?"

Li Muchen took out a small elixir, "You take this elixir and run True Qi for two weeks. After the operation is completed, I will help you to measure the acupoints with the golden needle."

Xiao Huan Dan was brought down from Tiandu Peak by him, and it is very precious to the world, but it is nothing to Li Muchen. Moreover, the raw materials needed for Xiaohuandan can also be found in the world, the difficulty lies in its refining method.

The old man hesitated a little, his status is noble, and there are many people who want his life, if the young man in front of him is sent by the enemy...

But he quickly put aside his hesitation and made up his mind. He laughed and said, "Okay, let's give it a try."

Then he took Xiao Huan Dan, swallowed it into his stomach, sat cross-legged on the spot, and began to mobilize True Qi to circulate around the sky.

Li Muchen couldn't help admiring the old man's magnanimity, and he was willing to make friends with such a person.

After a while, I saw a white mist rising from the top of the old man's head, and the steam was like boiling hot air.

At this moment, the reeds suddenly swayed, and a figure flew out of it, moving extremely fast.

Whoosh, whoosh, several cold lights flew out, and went straight to the three big acupuncture points on the old man's chest.

Li Muchen has long discovered that someone is hiding in the reeds, and his breath is extremely subtle. It's just that it has nothing to do with him, so I didn't care about it all the time.

Only then did I realize that they were here for the old man, ambushing here for a sneak attack.

But looking at that person's shot, it was at best the peak of dark energy, not as good as the old man who was fishing. It's just that the method of dormancy is a bit tricky.

The old man obviously also noticed the person coming, exhaled and clapped three times, hitting the hidden weapon.

Those hidden weapons circled in the air and flew back to the man in black's hand.

"Hmph! It's another ghost from Japan!" The old man stood up, "Young man, hurry up, this is a Japanese ninja. Although his martial arts are sparse, his methods are strange. He came for me. I'm wounded, so I can't entangle him." Dou, I can't protect you."

Li Muchen suddenly realized that it was ninjutsu, no wonder the dormant breath was so secretive.

But a mere ninja didn't take him seriously.

"Old man, run True Qi well, don't waste the power of the medicine. Leave this person to me."

He took a step forward and stood in front of the old man.

The old man was stunned, and said worriedly: "Young man, I know you possess thaumaturgy, but this is a life-and-death struggle. These wandering ghosts in Japan are all killing machines."

"No problem."

Two short words, so powerful and confident.

"Okay, be careful."

The old man chose to believe, sat down and continued to meditate.

The black-clothed ninja missed a single blow, and did not dare to attack rashly. In terms of strength, he is not as good as the old man, so he has been lurking until the old man takes medicine to heal his injuries.

"Boy, you'd better not get involved in the matter between me and the old dog Qian Kun. Get out of the way, and I'll let you live." The man in black spoke blunt Mandarin.

Li Muchen stood still, "Then let me see how far Japan's ninjutsu has progressed."

The man in black frowned. What he was afraid of was Qian Kun, and why did he put this young man in his eyes. Seeing that Qian Kun had settled down like an old monk, he rushed forward.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

Ninjutsu is strong in body skills and ghosts. With one ups and downs, he arrived in front of Li Muchen, and his shuriken drew a dazzling white line. He seemed to see the scene where the young man's head fell to the ground and blood gushed out from his neck.

However, when the man in black saw the boy lift his feet, his footwork didn't seem to be fast. At least with his naked eyes, he could clearly see the process of lifting his legs, without even an afterimage. However, this kick was a little faster than his sword. Just before Jianguang was about to touch the young man's neck, the young man's foot touched his stomach first.

He felt a tightening in his abdomen, and his body quickly stepped back, falling heavily to the ground.

He tried to stand up, but as soon as he struggled, the bones in his body rattled, and his ribs and spine were broken.

He didn't even have a chance to use ninjutsu to escape. The man in black lay powerlessly on the ground, with resentment, despair, annoyance and fear in his eyes. He looked at the young man in front of him, his bloodshot mouth moved, and said that he was dying. The last sentence before:

"Who are you?"