A heart-rending roar could be heard outside the village.
Tang Lin looked around and saw a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, carrying a basket of seedlings on his back, running back quickly from the mountain road outside the village gate.
However, before he could outrun the horse, a large number of bandits behind him had already caught up with him, and their sharp swords slashed through him in a half-moon slash.
puff!
A head was thrown high.
The young man's forward running body came to an abrupt stop. Sticky blood was pouring from his headless neck, and his body fell forward.
Seeing this scene, the other villagers panicked, and for a while the screams and cries of women and children spread throughout the village.
Tang Lin frowned. Before he could say anything, Li Er, who was in front of him, put the water bowl on the ground and said angrily: "This is unreasonable!"
He was furious, rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush forward, but Tang Lin said in time: "Stop, there are so many bandits, your power alone is too small."
Li Er gritted his teeth and said, "But..."
Tang Lin whispered: "Go to my room and get the talisman from the second drawer."
Li Er's eyes lit up and he immediately ran to Tang Lin's room and took out a withered yellow talisman from the drawer. The treasury was engraved with strange runes and was slightly glowing.
Li Er looked at the talisman in disbelief. A piece of paper could actually glow. This was beyond his knowledge. However, he didn't say anything more and quickly brought it to Tang Lin.
Tang Lin looked at this talisman and felt a little bitter in his heart. Now that he had lost all his power, he didn't even have the power to open the storage ring. He only had this talisman left for protection.
"Follow me." Tang Lin held the magic talisman in his hand, used his crutches, and stood up from the chair with difficulty. This movement made him gasp a little.
Then, he took Li Er directly to the village gate.
Da da da…
The sound of horse hooves galloped in confusion, followed by a sound of strong horses neighing. All the horses stopped at the village gate. The leader was a middle-aged man with average appearance, but his eyes were full of coldness. He looked down at the man standing behind the village gate.
Tang Lin and Li Er raised the corners of their mouths and sneered, "Are you the old man from six years ago?"
Tang Lin raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at him, and nodded: "Are you the bandit leader six years ago?"
"Not bad!" The middle-aged man sneered and said proudly: "Six years have passed, let's see if you can still hold my knife!"
He pulled out a sword, and both the speed and strength of the sword were far superior to those six years ago!
Thirty years old is a man's golden age. He happens to be at this age, and this is the moment when he is most energetic.
But Tang Lin already needs crutches to walk.
Tang Lin clutched the magic talisman in his hand, raised his head and looked directly at the bandit leader, saying: "This time, maybe I don't have to clamp your knife."
The bandit leader sneered.
Tang Lin opened his palm and turned on the talisman in his hand. He saw a rich blazing light condensed in his palm, like a ball of pure flame!
Tang Lin held the flame in his withered palms. He looked at the bandit leader coldly and said, "This is the last warning. If you step into this place again, I will kill you in the den of thieves!"
Seeing the flame in his hand, the bandit leader's expression changed, and he said in surprise: "Saint, saint?"
His throat was trembling. But in an instant, he recovered, his face was uncertain, and he said: "No. This is not a saint, this is a spiritual talisman! A spiritual talisman of infinite value!!"
He didn't expect that Tang Lin actually had a magic talisman in his hand!
You must know that only very powerful demon-suppressing masters can carve spiritual talismans, which are very rare and rare.
Tang Lin waved his hand and threw out the flame in his hand. It rose up in the storm and turned directly into a ball of fire more than ten feet high, sweeping into the center of the bandits. The flames exploded, causing all the war horses to roar.
For a moment, the bandits' screams spread throughout the village.
The bandit leader at the front was not corroded by the flames. His face was ugly, and he knew that Tang Lin was deliberately showing mercy.
"Let's go!" He tightened his reins, shouted angrily, and quickly evacuated with the rest of the bandits. The rest of the bandits who were caught in the flames were burned to ashes by the fierce flames.
Watching the large number of bandits leaving, Tang Lin felt a little weak, shook slightly and almost fell. Li Er, who was next to him, immediately supported him and said anxiously: "Uncle Tang, are you okay?"
Tang Lin reluctantly shook his head and said, "Help me go back and rest."
Li Er quickly helped Tang Lin back to the chair in front of the house. Seeing that Tang Lin had recovered slightly, he quickly said: "Uncle Tang, why didn't you kill all these bandits just now?"
Tang Lin forced a smile and said: "When they come to loot a village, they will definitely not bring all the bandits. If they kill them, and the rest of the bandits come again, what can we do to resist them? Let him go this time, and he will be able to do it in the future.
If you are afraid, you will never come again. This is not only letting others go, but also letting yourself go."
"If you let others go, you let yourself go." Li Er murmured thoughtfully.
Tang Lin sighed softly: "With the power of this talisman, even if it can destroy a mountain or a big city, I only used half of it, and there is still half left." He opened his palm, revealing half of the talisman.
Li Er opened his mouth, then fell silent.
He knew that this half of the talisman was his only support.
Tang Lin seemed to have seen through his thoughts, smiled faintly, and said: "Don't worry, when they come next time, even if they don't have the magic talisman, don't be afraid."
Li Er was startled and asked doubtfully: "Aren't you afraid?"
The corner of Tang Lin's mouth twitched, and his eyes glowed with a strange light, and he said: "It's almost time, three more months! Only three months!"
Li Er looked at Tang Lin in confusion.
Tang Lin didn't explain. He smiled softly and closed his eyes.
Three months is neither long nor short, from a hot summer to a cool autumn in the blink of an eye.
The leaves have fallen and withered, and the petals have withered.
The birch tree in front of Tang Lin's house was bare without many leaves. The autumn wind picked up the remaining leaves on the ground and fluttered gently in the wind.
Tang Lin was sitting in front of the house, looking quietly into the distance. His eyes were not old at all, but as bright as stars.
He took a deep breath and said to himself: "The time has come."
He sat cross-legged on the stone steps in front of the house, his rickety robes bulging in the strong wind. He closed his eyes with a smile on his lips.
"After dozens of years, the vitality is finally completely exhausted, just like a life that goes from prosperity to death. This is a cycle of reincarnation."
"This kind of depletion is not a depletion of exhaustion, but a depletion that is gradually extinguished like a flame. As the vitality is depleted, what emerges again is the origin between life and death!"
Rumble~~
Tang Lin closed his eyes. In the clear sky above him, suddenly large low-hanging dark clouds gathered, and the sound of thunder spread throughout the village.