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Lin Chong joined the Liangshan Dazhai, and Zhang Zhengdao hosted a banquet for two days, and also invited a group of leaders to accompany him, which made this tough man feel infinite emotions in his heart.

The leader of Liangshan greeted him warmly outside, and his wife Zhang Zhenniang was as tender as water inside. Lin Chong felt a little happy and couldn't think of Shu for a while, completely forgetting his deep hatred with Gao Qiu.

Another day passed like this, the remaining snow began to clear, and the sun became bright.

Zhang Zhengdao got up early in the morning and ordered someone to call Lin Chong to the Juyi Hall. He took a long spear and handed it to him, saying: "Brother, I won't drink wine today. Come down the mountain with me to meet a good man."
Lin Chong took the spear and just shook it, the tip of the spear trembled. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a spear."

Zhang Zhengdao introduced: "This spear is made of fine ash wood. It is strong but not hard, and soft but not broken."

Lin Chong was born in the Forbidden Army, so he naturally recognized this thing. Seeing the hunting spirit, he held his spear in front of him. He turned his hands and used two Lin family grabbing techniques, but saw the red tassel flying past, and the shadow of the spear was thick.

"It's really a good gun!" Lin Chong exclaimed.

Zhang Zhengdao ordered the men waiting aside to prepare breakfast. After eating with Lin Chong, he took two personal guards with him, and the four of them took a speedboat to transfer to Dongshan Road.

When they arrived at the road east of Shuibo, Zhang Zhengdao saw that it was still early, so he found a high ground, sat down on a large flat rock, and chatted with Lin Chong about the prosperity of Bianliang.

During this period, Zhang Zhengdao asked about the whereabouts of "Flower Monk" Lu Zhishen, but Lin Chong did not know.

"Senior Brother Lu and I were our saviors. After we parted ways in Cangzhou that day, he said he would return to Daxiangguo Temple. If the leader of the village sends someone to look for him, I can write a handwritten letter to persuade him to go up the mountain and join the gang." Lin Chong said sadly.

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Zhang Zhengdao smiled and said: "This matter is not urgent. This great monk is highly skilled in martial arts and has a nature like fire. He will not suffer any loss. After a while, news about him will naturally spread in the world."

Lin Chong nodded, then changed the subject and asked: "I wonder which hero is passing by here today?"

Zhang Zhengdao sighed softly, raised his head and looked at the sky, and said slowly: "This man is a descendant of the third generation of generals. He passed the military examination and became an envoy of the palace system. Unfortunately, his life was ill-fated. In the past few years, he helped the imperial court

While transporting Hua Shi Gang, the boat overturned in the Yellow River. I couldn't go back to deliver the goods, so I had to live in the rivers and lakes."

Lin Chong said in surprise: "Could it be Yang Zhi, who is called the 'green-faced beast'?"

"Exactly this person." Zhang Zhengdao nodded: "Now, Zhao Guan's family is granting amnesty to the world. Yang Zhishi seems to have seen hope, sold his family property, and is preparing to go to Bianliang, Tokyo, to clear up relations. I have received information that he will meet today

Passing by here."

Lin Chong sighed after hearing this: "I heard that Yang Zhishi is the direct grandson of the Fifth Marquis Yang Linggong, and his mastery of the Yang family's marksmanship is unpredictable. Although Yang Zhishi and I are both in Tokyo, we have no chance to meet each other. I didn't expect to meet here.

Yes, life’s circumstances are really fickle.”

Zhang Zhengdao said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry about the impermanence of life. It's just that there are treacherous people in the court, which makes good generals fall into dust and leave their pearls in the wild."

Lin Chong looked at a main road, the end of which was hidden in the woods. He remembered that he had been framed by Gao Qiu and suffered unfair injustice. He was a good instructor of 800,000 forbidden troops and was reduced to a bandit. He couldn't help but sigh again and said: "What if?

If the officials can get rid of Cai Jing, Gao Qiu and others, maybe Yang Zhishi and I will have another chance."

Zhang Zhengdao saw that he still had illusions about the Song Dynasty court, so he attacked him: "The Song Dynasty has accumulated a lot of troubles, and the three redundancies are serious. Even if Fan Zhongyan or Wang Anshi is not a loyal minister or a famous minister, the problem cannot be solved. Even if Zhao Guanjia works hard and appoints loyal ministers and good generals, the problem will not be solved."

It’s hard to recover.”

When Lin Chong saw this, he became even more silent.

The two waited for a while in the cold wind. As the sun set, a man suddenly burst out from the far hillside.

The man came here panting and carrying a burden.

Zhang Zhengdao's eyes shone with light as he stared at the man from far to near. Then he jumped up and shouted: "Man, others planted this tree and opened this road. But you have to pass by this way and leave the money to buy the road."
This loud shout resounded in the mountains and forests, and the frightened man dropped his burden, turned around and ran away.

Lin Chong was about to raise his gun and chase after him, but Zhang Zhengdao stopped him by shouting: "Brother, wait a moment, Commander Yang will be here shortly."

"You two, fetch the burden." Zhang Zhengdao ordered the guards on the side to fetch Yang Zhi's family property.

When the guard took the burden back and put it on the ground, Zhang Zhengdao opened it, took a look, and said with a smile: "Yang Zhishi's family wealth is no more than this, but it is a pity that it will soon be handed over to those corrupt officials."

Lin Chong shook his head and sighed.

Not long after, a big man appeared menacingly on the mountain road with a sword in his hand.

This big man wears a Fanyang felt hat with a handful of red tassels sprinkled on his head, a white collared shirt, a vertical sash, and a green and white line underneath. He is holding on to the cuff of his trousers, deerskin socks, and woolen cows.

He has boots on his shoulders, a waist knife across his mouth, and a simple knife with a handle. He has a figure of 7 feet 56, a green mark on his face, and a little red beard on his cheek.

I saw the big man lifting the felt hat on his spine, opening his chest, wearing a soft kerchief with a corner, holding a simple knife in his hand, and shouted loudly: "You thief, where did you take my luggage and money?"

Zhang Zhengdao winked at Lin Chong and whispered: "Brother, do you want to try Yang Zhishi's Yang family's marksmanship?"

After saying that, without waiting for Lin Chong to answer, he took a spear from the guard's hand and threw it suddenly. The spear was stabbed diagonally one foot in front of Yang Zhi. The tip of the spear was three inches deep into the ground, and the tail end buzzed and trembled.

Lin Chong shouted: "That's what I meant." He jumped down from the high ground with the white wax pole in his hand, turned around, and stood in front of Yang Zhi.

Zhang Zhengdao sat upright on the bluestone and called out: "Mr. Yang, I have heard for a long time that the Yang family's marksmanship is famous, but today it is a coincidence that my brother is also good at marksmanship. Today is the perfect time for me to open my eyes and see you."

Who is better?"

Yang Zhi's heart sank slightly when he saw that the mountain bandit who was blocking the road could call him by his name. He looked at the big man with a leopard head and ringed eyes standing opposite, and couldn't help but tighten the sword in his hand.

Lin Chong raised his gun, gently moved the white wax pole inserted aside, picked it up, and shot Yang Zhi.

"Envoy Yang, please." Lin Chong did not move, waiting for Yang Zhi to take the gun.

Seeing the white-stemmed spear flying towards him, Yang Zhi knew he couldn't do anything good, so he inserted his sword into the ground with his backhand, caught the spear, shook the spear, and then quickly took off the sword and made a stance.

"Please!" Lin Chong shouted loudly, his fighting spirit boiling over, he jumped forward, and the spear in his palm came out like an electric light, aiming straight for Yang Zhi's throat.

Over there, Yang Zhi raised his spear and faced it without fear. He just heard a "ding-dong" sound, and the two of them turned around and tested each other's strength in one round.

Lin Chong was overjoyed and secretly sighed that the Yang family's gun was really good. He raised the gun again and fought with Yang Zhi.

Murderous intent filled the air, guns were brilliant, and the two were fighting inextricably. One was the white jade pillar holding the sky, and the other was the purple gold beam of the sea. In the blink of an eye, the fight lasted for more than thirty rounds, and they were indistinguishable.

Victory or defeat.