"Arrival in front, Taigao North Station"

Hearing the radio, Lin Qianren put away his phone, picked up his luggage and got out of the car.

Walking on the way out of the station, he suddenly felt a little nervous again.

When he walked to the station square, Lin Qianren looked around and was about to call when he suddenly saw a burly and upright middle-aged man walking towards him.

"Uncle Zheng Hu."

Lin Qianren quickly put down the box in his hand, clasped his fists and bowed to the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was his grandfather’s apprentice when he was young. He was of the same generation as Lin Qianren’s father and the only person in charge of the Chanquan Martial Arts Hall except Lin Jiazheng.

"Xiao Ren, come with me, the master is still waiting for you in the boxing gym."

Zheng Hu said, and directly lifted the box from Lin Qianren to his hand.

"Thank you, uncle."

Lin Qianren thanked him while following Zheng Hu.

The two of them arrived at the parking spot in front of the square, and led by Zheng Hu, they headed straight towards a white van.

After putting down the ceremony, Zheng Hu left the car and returned to the boxing gym.

Sitting in the car, Lin Qianren's thoughts began to roll again.

"Uncle Master, is my grandfather's illness okay?"

After all, he couldn't help asking.

"Sick? Oh, it's okay, no big problem"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Hu's expression was stunned at first, and then he passed by casually.

Seeing this, Lin Qianren felt something was wrong. If his grandfather had cancer, Master Zheng Hu's attitude seemed to be a little wrong.

Shaking his head, he slightly closed his doubts and turned his eyes out the window. As the scenery outside the car window changed, he remembered his childhood memories again.

When he was young, someone would come to Lin Jiazheng to challenge him every few days.

What they hope is to defeat this martial arts senior who is already in the twilight and gain reputation and gain wealth.

Although Lin Jiazheng was hit hard by his son's affairs and his age problem declined, his fist and foot skills were not lost. These junior challengers had never taken more than ten moves in his hands.

It was not until later that the Lin family was a little impatient and "accidentally" kicked several ribs on a person's body that the challengers reduced a little.

At that time, Lin Qianren saw the most, that his grandfather defeated those who came to challenge in the boxing gym.

It was that memory that made him have a huge interest in practicing martial arts.

He always felt that his grandfather was extremely handsome in waving his fists and feet, and he was full of yearning for it.

Unfortunately, he was not born with martial arts material, and his understanding was too poor and he could not understand the essence of boxing. Various medicinal baths and tonic filling only made him stronger, but he was unable to achieve anything in this way.

In the memories, the van had already entered the town.

"Here, Xiaoren, get off the bus."

Zheng Hu suddenly spoke and pulled Lin Qianren's thoughts back.

He glanced out of the car window, and the familiar four big words "Lin's clinging fist" came into view.

Zheng Hu helped Lin Qianren open the car door. After he got out of the car, he handed the luggage to Lin Qianren and said, "The master is waiting for you in the house. You can go in first. I still have some things to do, so I won't go to see the master with you."

Lin Qianren nodded: "Then uncle, go and do your business. Thank you for sending me back."

"If we don't talk about these things, I'll leave first."

Zheng Hu said, and left the car directly.

Lin Qianren carried his luggage, took a deep breath, and walked towards the boxing gym.

This boxing gym located in Nanming Town, Taigao County is the last destination of their Lin family and the only expectation left by grandfather.

After passing through the front yard, Lin Qianren arrived at the main hall without taking two steps. Behind the open door, a young man in a white coat was sitting quietly with his eyes closed.

"grandfather"

Lin Qianren's heart trembled, and the longing suddenly arose, and he couldn't help but call out a sound.

"I'm back. Let's put the things on and have a meal first. I specially asked you, Uncle Zheng Hu, to buy your favorite roast duck."

Lin Jiazheng's eyes slowly opened, showing a smile.

I don't know if it was an illusion, when the Lin family opened their eyes, Lin Qianren actually felt a ray of oppressive aura attacking him from the Lin family, but when he looked at him again, he felt that there was nothing.

On the dining table.

The chopsticks in Lin Qianren's hand have not fallen down for a long time. It's not that the dish is not delicious, nor that he is not hungry, but that he is still confused after all.

"If you have anything to ask, just say it."

The Lin family obviously saw Lin Qianren's problem, so they said bluntly.

"Grandpa, your cancer?"

"Well, I'm really healthy. I just want to get you back soon."

Lin Jiazheng's words made Lin Qianren's heart thrill. The hanging rock was suddenly put down, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. As long as grandpa didn't really have cancer, it would be fine.

Lin Qianren picked up a chopstick of vegetables and stuffed them into his mouth. While eating, he asked, "Grandpa, why are you lying to me to come back? Could it be that you really want me to inherit the boxing gym? You know, I don't have that ability, wouldn't it be better to hand it over to Uncle Zheng Hu?"

"This is not something you should worry about. Since you are back, just stay with peace of mind. I will arrange the next thing for you."

Lin Jiazheng did not explain much. After he finished speaking, he shifted the topic to Lin Qianren's trivial matters outside his life. Lin Qianren couldn't ask questions for a while, so he could only express his feelings.

It's night.

Lying on the mat and listening to the sound of insects outside the window, Lin Qianren felt that his mind seemed to calm down again in an instant, and the hustle and bustle of the world were isolated.

Thinking of what grandpa said during the day, Lin Qianren felt inexplicably insomnia.

He took out his cell phone and it was exactly ten o'clock in the evening. Thinking that it was still early and there was no need to rush to sleep, he planned to play the game he downloaded in the car again.

After turning to the pattern of the Yasha holding the pen, Lin Qianren clicked in.

As the picture changes, he enters the game.

At this time, the character he was manipulating was still standing at the door of the tavern, but unexpectedly, he found that the place where time was displayed above the interface was already Chen Shi.

According to ancient algorithms, it was already from 7:00 to 9:00 in the morning.

It turns out that even if he doesn't play games, will the time change?

With doubts, Lin Qianren manipulated his character and stepped into the tavern.

After entering, Lin Qianren saw the middle-aged man holding abacus on the counter for the first time. He guessed that he was probably the shopkeeper of the tavern.

After a little glance, the tavern was still deserted. Except for a waiter who was cleaning, there were only three people sitting in front of the table and drinking.

But that's true, except for some people, who come to drink early in the morning.

The manipulator walked to the counter, and a conversation bubble popped out above the middle-aged man holding the abacus. Lin Qianren directly clicked.

A somewhat rich middle-aged image portrait pops up.

[Shopkeeper Tang: "What do you want, this guest?"]

After saying this, three options pop up: the first is to purchase, the second is to chat, and the third is to end the conversation.

After thinking about it, Lin Qianren chose to chat.

His backpack is empty and there is no copper. If he chooses to buy it, he can only take a look. It would be better to try to communicate with the shopkeeper and see if it can trigger a task or something.

After the selection was completed, the portrait was switched to the portrait of Lin Tianshi.

[Shi Lin Tianshi: "I just want to chat with the shopkeeper for a while, and I have no other intentions."]

[Shopkeeper Tang: "I still have to continue to settle the score. The young master should go and talk to someone else."]

After Manager Tang finished speaking, the conversation ended.

Lin Qianren got closer to click and chatted again, and he just repeated this sentence. After clicking to buy, he would pop up some options for purchasing wine.

He looked at the introduction of one of the wines.

[Zhuyeqing: Quality - Any, precious wine brewed from dozens of medicinal materials has a mellow and sweet taste. After drinking it, you can restore some life and physical strength. It has a certain chance of entering a drunk state and temporarily add a little power attribute.]

This thing is priced at one silver. Lin Qianren originally wanted to buy it to try the effect, but when he looked at his empty package, he had to give up.

There is not even a gift package for novices. This game is too unfriendly to novices. If it weren't for the fact that its AI system was OK, Lin Qianren wouldn't feel that he would still have the motivation to continue playing.

He looked at the three people sitting in the tavern, two of whom were old men, who were sitting together, and the other was a young man in a green robe.

Lin Qianren manipulated the character and walked to the tables of the two old men and clicked to talk.

[Drinking guest A: "Go to the younger generation, don't disturb us drinking."]

The conversation failed, and Lin Qianren started a conversation with another person.

[Drinker B: "Don't bother me, go there."]

Judging from this situation, Lin Qianren instantly realized that these two people were standard supporting roles, so he targeted the young man in robe next to him.
To be continued...