Linyu County Chronicle:

In the twelfth month of the forty-seventh year of Qi Guang's reign in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Lin family of Lin Yi Lin stole the public land Lingyuan. The letter was leaked, and the county town was filled with anger and shame. At that time, dark clouds rolled over the city like ink, and a dragon rose in the sky.

Seeing that the sky was dark and the ground was dark, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, shaking the mountains, uprooting the trees and building houses, and amidst the roar of the dragon, the Lin family fled.

The smooth tip of the hair gently touched the last stroke. With a big hand, he took off the seal that belonged to Linyu County and tapped it heavily.

"Sir, what do you think?"

The middle-aged man with white temples carefully blew on the ink that had not yet dried, and then handed the county magistrate to Zhou Daowei, who was sitting in front of the window wearing a black shirt.

At this time, Zhou Daowei's face was no longer as calm as before. He had a white scarf tied on his right arm and was half leaning against the window with a dull expression.

After hearing the call, he took the county magistrate, glanced at it, and nodded.

"Just seal it up."

"yes."

The middle-aged man nodded heavily in response.

When he was young, he was a student of Wangjing Prefecture School, and now serves as the branch editor of Linyu County.

"Sir, it's time to hit the road!"

At this time, a strong voice came from outside the hospital.

He subconsciously looked out the window.

Outside the house stood two burly sergeants wearing black paint armor, with a silver tiger head on their left shoulder.

All of them had solemn expressions on their faces, and the snow was falling from the sky. It turned into white air before it even got on their bodies. It looked like they were successful in martial arts.

Zhou Daowei by the window nodded slightly when he heard the sound, turned over and jumped to the window, straightened his clothes and walked forward slowly, with a calm expression.

The leading sergeant looked at Zhou Daowei with a complicated expression, hesitated for a while, and said softly:

"Wen Dutong and the others are buried today. Do you need to go and see them?"

Zhou Daowei froze, took a deep breath, subconsciously glanced at the left arm tied with a white scarf, found that it was a little loose, carefully pulled it, tied it tightly, and then shook his head:

"How can I see Brother Wen face to face?... Maybe next time."

After that, walk out of the courtyard first.

As soon as I stepped out, I found that there were sergeants of Zhou Shengjun with white scarves on their hands standing outside the courtyard, and there was a crowd of people.

Everyone was silent and had their heads lowered, but when they heard the footsteps, they all looked over.

Zhou Daowei's expression remained normal, he nodded and walked out as usual.

The crowd automatically separated into a lane.

"Congratulations to the capital!"

I don’t know who among the crowd roared first.

"Congratulations to the capital!"

"Congratulations to the capital!"

The sounds came and went, like thunder.

Zhou Daowei was startled, stopped and waved, but didn't seem to look back.

The three of them left the city, but the journey was more lively than ever. The people were all talking about the subsidy decree for farmland that would be implemented in the near future. Even the falling snow from the sky could not remove the red glow on their faces.

Out of town.

Zhou Daowei turned his head and looked to the north of Lin Yucheng, where the commemorative monument is convenient.

There are now hundreds of graves there, where the father, son, or husband of someone is buried.

All died because of him.

"Those who bring peace to troubled times are the same people who croak like cocks and dogs and robbers."

He suddenly smiled, then looked solemn, untied the hem of his clothes, bowed deeply in his direction, stood up after three breaths, and strode towards Huaiping.

Walk firmly, without any hesitation.

At this time, there was a Lin stronghold from Lin Yi Township to Dayan Mountain.

Lin Junhao sat silently at the door, holding his head in his hands, his eyes dull.

Creak, the door suddenly opened.

A tall and burly man walked out.

"Brother,... have you mastered it?"

Lin Junhao's eyes suddenly became brighter, and he suddenly came to life. He jumped up from the ground and rushed forward to meet him.

The man nodded, turned his hand, and took out a jade bottle.

The burly man is naturally Lin Mo.

It has been three days since Lin laid siege to the city.

That day, after Lin Mo left the battlefield in Lin Junyang's giant eagle, he met up with Lin Fang and others who walked out of the back door, and left the city together.

I thought there would be a lot of obstacles, but I found that there was only a group of Zhou Shengjun stationed at the North City Gate, which was almost useless.

After leaving the city, they discovered that there was a chaotic battle outside the city, with the sound of fighting, blood and sword shadows flying, and almost corpses strewn across the field.

There are two forces, one is Zhou Shengjun, a coalition composed of other major forces in the city,

The other party turned out to be Lin.

The Lin family only had the strength of one clan, and there was a huge gap in both the number of people and the quality of their masters. Naturally, they were beaten without any power to fight back and could only retreat steadily.

In desperation, Lin Mo could only transform into a green dragon to stop him.

Fortunately, the old Jiao who made trouble at the Taihuai River years ago still made a big name even if he was captured alive. Lin Mo, in the form of a dragon, created huge chaos just by appearing, and could hardly cover everyone's departure.

Then a group of people, including the wounded, covered up their tracks and headed towards Dayan Mountain.

Lin Junhao was sent back by Ye's people the next day.

After he came back, he found out that Lin Yuantian had killed Lin Yu in a rage because of them. Now he was unconscious and looked like this depressed person.

However, Lin Mo, who originally planned to scold him, had no idea.

The two of them walked to Datongpu.

This stronghold was built by my second uncle Lin Yuangao when he was doing business in the early years. It was originally a cunning rabbit's three caves, just in case. Although it was repaired regularly and food was replenished, it was never expected to accommodate so many people at once.

For a while, it seemed very crowded.

Along the way, Lin Mo distributed medicine one by one, checked injuries, and dealt with the situation.

A total of more than a thousand people from the Lin family had gone before, but now there were only more than 600 people, almost half of them were lost, and the head of the family, Lin Yuantian, had never woken up.

The person with the highest status now is Lin Yuanqiao from the second room.

After about half an hour, I finally finished checking it.

Lin Mo walked to the innermost corner of Datong Pu and sat down next to Lin Yuanqiao.

At this time, he was smoking a cigarette, half of his strong body was wrapped in gauze, and the smoke was filled with smoke for a while.

The two faced each other, and after a long silence, Lin Yuanqiao raised his head and handed over a cigarette:

"Taste it?"

Lin Mo was startled, but did not refuse. He took the cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

I heard that this cigarette is mainly made from a plant called Wuhuan, which is somewhat similar to the tobacco from the previous life, but the taste is not as strong.

"How's everyone doing?"

Lin Yuanqiao was the first to speak.

"It's almost all good, just uncle..." Lin Mo responded calmly, but speaking very softly.

"You are still good at making medicine! I originally thought that there might be hundreds of brothers lost on this road. Fortunately, I have you, cough cough." Lin Yuanqiao suddenly laughed, a little wider, as if he had pulled a wound, and he coughed a few times.

sentence.

Lin Mo didn't answer and was silent for two breaths before raising his head and saying:

"I have troubled so many clan members this time, and I... feel guilty."

Among them, many of them had only met once at the clan meeting, and many more had never met him before, and even their names were unknown when they fell in the wilderness outside Lin Yu City.

It was precisely this group of people who fought all the way from Lin Yixiang to Lin Yu, which made him feel an indescribable feeling in his heart.

When Lin Yuanqiao heard this, he frowned and replied:

"Why, the old man is still being pretentious?"

"Even if we didn't come and abandoned you, do you think Lin will be fine?"

His voice became louder, and some people in Datong Shop turned their heads.
To be continued...