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Chapter 92 Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself

Lin Xing observed the wounds on Wang Zihao's body. Some of them were even deep enough to show the bones, as if they were scratched by claws.

He looked at Xiaomeng and asked, "Xiaomeng, were you the one who caused the injuries on his body?"

Xiaomeng stretched out his paw and said "meow", holding his head high and chest up, as if waiting for Lin Xing's praise.

Lin Xing touched the top of its head and said happily: "Good job, I will reward you with an extra fish today."

Lin Xing did not rush to wake up Wang Zihao, but observed the surrounding environment more carefully.

"There are three woodchopping knives, which proves that it is impossible for Wang Zihao to come alone."

He soon found the messy shoe prints on the ground. From the shoe prints, he could tell that there were four people.

He compared the shoe prints with his own shoes and came to a conclusion.

They are all men's feet.

One of them must be Wang Zihao's henchman Li Si, but he doesn't know the other two.

"The scope of their activities should not be limited to this area."

Lin Xing asked Xiaomeng to look at Wang Zihao while he walked around.

In a bunch of grass, he found a piece of talisman paper. Judging from the paper, the talisman paper was very new.

Lin Xing was a little confused.

"They must have brought it. It's strange. Why do you need to bring talismans when you burn mountains and destroy forests?"

In order to solve the mystery, Lin Xing simply searched Wang Zihao's body and took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

"Haha, mobile phone, it will definitely solve my mystery."

The phone was unlocked by fingerprint. Lin Xing picked up Wang Zihao's index finger to unlock his phone.

Lin Xing immediately opened Weixin and saw a pinned chat record.

When he saw the names of the group, Lin Xing's anger that he had finally suppressed surged up again.

The name of that group is "Killing Lin Xing and the Dead Ghost Grandpa's Revenge Group".

"Haha, this name is so straightforward."

If Wang Zihao knew that Lin Xing could get his cell phone, he probably wouldn't have chosen such a group name.

Lin Xing looked gloomy and opened the group chat.

There were three people in the group, and Lin Xing recognized them from their profile pictures.

Wang Zihao, Li Si and Li Guangsheng!

"Li Guangsheng, I didn't expect you to be a part of it."

Lin Xing's mind turned around and he figured out a lot of things.

"Li Si, Li Guangsheng, these two people must have known each other for a long time.

Li Guangsheng must have told Li Si about this hilltop, so Wang Zihao wanted to contract it.

It was Li Guangsheng who was messing with me from the beginning!"

Lin Xing continued to look through the chat records and figured out the whole story.

"Wang Zihao had a grudge against me and did not dare to take revenge on me openly, so he asked Li Guangsheng to lead the way and went up the mountain at night to chop down my fruit trees.

As a result, I encountered a ghost in the guava forest, and they thought it was my grandfather.

According to their description, the ghost is most likely the scarecrow I stabbed, and the one that emits green light is Xiao Meng.

After being scared away, they still refused to give up and asked Li Guangsheng to prevent me from renewing the lease on Shantou.

Unexpectedly, Li Guangsheng failed to obstruct it.

Wang Zihao then asked Li Si to hire a Taoist priest online to kill my grandfather’s ghost.

Li Si also prepared a lighter and gasoline this time, thinking that if it was too troublesome to cut down the trees, he would burn the mountain.

However, Li Guangsheng expressed some concerns because he was afraid that the wildfire would burn his home in Wutong Village.

Although there is no chat record later, it is not difficult to imagine that they took the Taoist priest up the mountain and met Xiao Meng. They didn't know what the misunderstanding was, but Xiao Meng scared him away.

Wang Zihao was caught in the act by Xiao Meng, and he came to claim credit from me after being covered with bruises."

Lin Xing looked at it again and felt that the place where Wang Zihao fell looked familiar.

"Ha! This Wang Zihao is really unlucky. Isn't this the same pit where Sun Cuihong fell last time?

I originally planned to find some mud to fill the hole, but I forgot to fill it in, and ended up trapping Wang Zihao."

Lin Xing looked at Wang Zihao with a hint of joking on his face.

"I really don't know how to say good things about you, you are a stupid idiot and a rich second generation.

With your impressive IQ, you still want to seek revenge from me?

It's really ridiculous to steal the chicken but lose the rice."

Lin Xing looked at the scarecrow and couldn't help but laugh.

"Unexpectedly, by mistake, the magic needle embroidered my grandfather's face on the scarecrow's face, and they thought it was a ghost.

The two red bags were recognized by them as two red lanterns."

He glanced at Xiaomeng again. Xiaomeng stood on top of Wang Zihao, guarding him closely.

"They thought Xiaomeng's two glowing eyes at night were the eyes of a ghost."

Thinking back on the stupid behavior of this group of people, Lin Xing felt funny and angry.

More of a fear.

If he hadn't planted the scarecrow again, if Xiao Meng hadn't set up his nest here, and if Wang Zihao and his group hadn't been guilty of treachery, his mountaintop would have been in danger.

Planting a mountain forest may take several years to cover a mountain with plants, but it only takes a fire to destroy it. This is what makes Lin Xing most angry about Wang Zihao.

Burning a mountain is like killing someone for revenge.

Lin Xing looked at Wang Zihao with fire in his eyes.

He decided that he would not let Wang Zihao go easily this time.

It is absolutely impossible to tolerate Wang Zihao shooting him in the dark again and again.

"Today he can think of using gasoline to burn my mountain, but tomorrow he can use more cruel methods to stab me in the back."

To be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself.

Lin Xing took out a basin and filled it with water.

Then I took a handful of millet peppers, chopped them into pieces, stirred them thoroughly in water, and finally put the pepper water into the watering can.

He looked at the scars on Wang Zihao's body. Some of them were deep enough to show the bones and had not yet formed scabs.

Without hesitation, Lin Xing pointed the watering can at Wang Zihao's wound and sprayed the pepper water on it in large quantities.

As soon as the pepper water seeped into the wound, Wang Zihao, who had been holding his body up, immediately screamed out in pain, and the carp woke up after being stretched out.

"It hurts, it hurts! It hurts..."

Lin Xing put his arms around his shoulders and watched Wang Zihao rolling on the ground.

Sprinkling pepper water on the wound is more painful than spreading salt, and the wound will not heal well later.

After a while, Wang Zihao's rolling speed slowed down. He was sweating profusely and there was more mud on his skin, just like a dirty beggar.

Just as his wound was flashing with pain, he heard a cool voice coming from his ear.

"Master Wang, did you sleep well here last night?"

Wang Zihao trembled and looked at Lin Xing with difficulty.

When he saw clearly that it was Lin Xing, he was startled and felt like he was dumbfounded.

In an instant, he remembered everything, including the incident where he was captured by a ghost last night.

Unexpectedly, he was caught on the spot by Lin Xing.

Although he felt guilty, when he saw Lin Xing, all the old and new hatreds rushed into his heart, and his anger diluted the pain a lot, and he yelled at Lin Xing.

"Asshole, it's you!

How dare you appear in front of me!

Look, I won’t kill you, my surname is not Wang!”
Chapter completed!
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