When Lin Yang hurried home with A Liu, he saw that the house was already in a mess.
The servants came in and out in a panic, not even saluting Lin Yang, the third young master.
Lin Yang couldn't care about this. He just wanted to see his father as soon as possible.
From A Liu's mouth, he already knew the reason for the matter.
Today is the execution day for the murderer captured by the eldest brother, but just after the executioner beheaded him, in full view of the public, the headless corpse suddenly and mysteriously turned into a mass of black mist.
The people present at the Criminal Division, including Lin Yang's eldest brother, and some onlookers were not able to escape. They were all killed by the black mist in a strange way. This was the scene of a large number of people watching the beheading fleeing in a panic.
Lin Yang felt very heavy when he thought that his eldest brother was dead.
I don't know if it was a stroke of luck, but he happened to go to the antique fair instead of going to the vegetable market to watch the beheadings today.
Lin Yang walked straight towards the lobby. He knew that his father would most likely be in the lobby at this moment.
Sure enough, when he came to the lobby, he saw the man with silver-white temples at a glance, with a sad face and his eyes raised to the sky.
This man is Lin Yang's father, Lin Muren.
Behind Lin Muren's back, a group of servants and several women in luxurious robes were kneeling on the ground, sobbing continuously.
In the middle of these people, there was a straw mat. Lying quietly on the straw mat was a corpse. The corpse was covered with several layers of white cloth, but it still couldn't hide the bright red color soaked through.
Lin Yang, his eldest brother and second sister all share the same father and mother, but his mother passed away many years ago. These women crying in front of the hall are all his father's concubines.
As for whether they are really sad for the passing of their eldest brother, it is a matter of opinion.
Ignoring this group of people, Lin Yang walked to his father's side.
"father……"
When he shouted out, he found that his voice had become hoarse and slightly choked.
Lin Muren quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeves, then turned to look at Lin Yang.
He exhaled a long breath, his eyes bloodshot.
"Just come back...just come back."
Lin Muren thought that his third son also went to the vegetable market. Now he is still well, which is really lucky.
"Dad, what did the people from the Criminal Investigation Department say? Has the murderer been caught?" Lin Yang asked.
Lin Muren shook his head.
"Most of the people in the Criminal Investigation Department are dead, and the Criminal Investigation Department is now in chaos. What we have to worry about most now is the entire Lin family, that evil cultivator..."
At this point, Lin Muren suddenly stopped talking.
He took a deep look at his third son, and felt even more sad when he thought that now he was the only son left.
"Don't worry, I have hired all the martial arts masters in Wanliu City and sent people to your second sister's sect. During this period, you are not allowed to go out anymore and must stay at home!"
Hearing his father's serious words, Lin Yang nodded.
Thinking of what my father had just said, I looked at the body of the eldest brother in the hall, which was covered with white cloth.
"It seems that this incident is just the beginning. The murderer was caught by the eldest brother himself. If he wants revenge, he will most likely not let the Lin family go."
Judging from the information learned from A Liu, the murderer who was beheaded and resurrected was obviously not an ordinary person. How could an ordinary person resurrect after death and kill so many people present?
I'm afraid ordinary martial arts masters can't deal with this kind of person with weird abilities.
And I don’t know where the sect where the second sister belongs is. Even if someone comes, they won’t be able to reach Wanliu City within a while.
Lin Yang only felt a sense of crisis surrounding his heart. He had to do something and could not entrust his own safety to other people's hands.
After taking one last look at his elder brother's body, Lin Yang left the lobby with a heavy heart.
He did not let A Liu follow him, but wandered around the huge house by himself, aimlessly.
If everything was wonderful in the past few months after he came into this world, he had even thought about how to live a carefree life.
So after what happened today, all his assumptions about the rest of his life were shattered.
It turns out that he has not always been able to enjoy ease.
It turns out that the world is not as peaceful as it seems.
It turns out that no matter how rich you are, you are still just an ordinary person.
But fortunately, while he encountered crisis, he also encountered hope.
The hope of protecting yourself and your loved ones will become an extraordinary hope and a hope of becoming the strongest.
He was very glad that he was making plug-ins before time travel, instead of dealing with those damn bugs in the company.
Before he knew it, Lin Yang had walked a long way.
When he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that he had arrived in a courtyard at home.
He is very familiar with this place.
Because this courtyard is where my eldest brother usually practices martial arts, every brick, tile, grass and tree in the courtyard has left traces of his eldest brother.
Next to the courtyard was a very spacious wooden house, which was used by the eldest brother to place some martial arts classics, but Lin Yang had never gone in to see it.
He thought for a moment, walked to the courtyard, pushed open the blocking courtyard door, and stepped over the bluestone floor tiles until he stood in front of the wooden house.
Lin Yang pushed the door with his hand, only to find that the door was locked. It was obvious that this place was not a place where people could enter casually.
But this was not a problem for Lin Yang. He knew his elder brother's temperament well. He bent down and searched in the wooden wall next to the door. Soon, he found a key from a gap.
Lin Yang opened the door with the key and entered the house.
At first glance, he saw a variety of books and volumes, some were piled messily on the table, and some were neatly placed on the bookshelf, still showing traces of being touched.
Obviously, my eldest brother had read these books here early this morning.
The man has passed away, and now only these are left.
Lin Yang walked to the desk and picked up a book that was opened on the desk. He could barely see a few large characters on the old and yellowed cover.
"Zhongyang Internal Technique?"
The name looked very much like a book about medical skills, but after reading it briefly, Lin Yang realized that this was not a medical book, but a secret book on practicing martial arts and internal skills.
This is exactly what Lin Yang needs.
Although he has reached the highest level of "Jade Dart Skill", he does not have the relevant internal power and cannot use it at all.
Comparing the old and new of this book with other books, this "Zhongyang Internal Art" should be the book that my brother reads most often on weekdays.
And when Lin Yang thought about his eldest brother's martial arts accomplishments, it was obvious that ordinary secret books could not catch his eye.
Being able to be read by him often shows that this "Zhongyang Internal Art" is not simple.
"Try it first!"
Lin Yang made a decision and bit her finger with her mouth, and bright red blood dripped down her finger and onto the book.
In an instant, the feeling that the whole person suddenly fell into darkness came again.
Countless pictures came one after another accompanied by various sounds, passing by Lin Yang's eyes at a very fast speed.
"Zhongtian! Fierce Yang! This skill should be performed to the extreme of righteousness! The pinnacle of Qian!"
"Study hard day by day, practice hard every night, for thirty years, I will finally achieve greatness!"
"Kuixu...Taiyin...Aurora...Thirty-two acupoints and eighteen meridians..."
"Those who are positive are the positive poles!"
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""Zhongyang Internal Art" has a total of fifty-three points of practice insights, the highest state: perfection!"