Lin Yang withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention. It was just a chance encounter and it would be difficult to interact with him in the future. This is why Lin Yang was so cold.
Judging from the character shown by that woman, she is ruthless, cunning and scheming.
It's just that she is too weak, so these characters don't seem threatening, more like a little sheep who wants to be a wolf.
But if she is given strong strength, her own temperament is destined to be a ruthless character.
So Lin Yang didn't want to have too much contact with her.
If two people with the same personality come into contact, they will only cause more trouble.
Lin Yang saw it clearly that he just wanted to develop steadily and strengthen his own strength as soon as possible to deal with threats that may come at any time.
But, in order to get something, you have to do it manually.
He looked at his arm, where there was a blood-red pattern that the Celestial Beings called the Secret Pattern of Daiskeleton.
During this period of time on the road, after mastering the "Appearance Changing Technique", he also tried to change his limbs alone to achieve the effect of covering up this secret pattern.
But he was disappointed after trying several methods. Without exception, there was no way to cover up this secret pattern.
It's like it's not engraved on the body, and what you can see now is just the external manifestation of this secret pattern.
Changing the skin and flesh of the limbs will go in the opposite direction and will not help.
Lin Yang had no choice but to tie cotton cloth into wristbands to cover it.
At this time, the Lin family's carriage and horses were only a short two miles away from the gate of Martyr City, but the long queue in front did not move at all.
After waiting for more than three hours, until the scorching sun hung high in the afternoon, I finally arrived at the gate of the city.
After a series of interrogations and paying the tax, we were finally able to enter the city.
As soon as he entered the city, Lin Yang heard A Liu's voice outside the carriage.
"Sir, someone is here to pick us up."
Lin Yang opened the curtain and saw a group of people waiting in front of the Lin family's carriage.
At this time, a middle-aged man with a rosy complexion who looked about the same age as his father came forward.
Lin Muren got off the carriage in response, and when the two met, they both looked happy.
"Brother Lin, I haven't seen you for many years. Are you okay?"
"Nothing's wrong. Brother, you have changed a lot in these years. This time I want to lead the Lin family to settle down in Martyr City, but I'm going to trouble you."
"You're welcome. If it weren't for Brother Lin, I wouldn't be where I am today. Brother Lin told me to do my best."
The two chatted hand in hand. Although they hadn't seen each other for many years, their friendship had not faded.
Lin Yang looked at the middle-aged man and knew that this was the friend his father had mentioned along the way, Li Rongxian, a famous silk merchant in Martyr City.
After the two of them had a conversation, Lin Yang was also summoned by his father, who politely called him Uncle Li.
After another round of compliments from the host and guest, the Lin family's carriage and horses, led by Li Rongxian and the others, temporarily entered the Li family's mansion.
In the evening, Li Rongxian held a reception banquet for the Lin family, with constant laughter and laughter.
Since they had not seen each other for many years, the heads of the two families also chose to hold candlelight talks at night after the banquet.
Lin Yang moved into the guest room under the guidance of a servant of the Li family and slept until dawn.
On the second day, Lin Yang was led by servants of the Li family to have morning tea.
In the hall, Lin Muren was discussing something with Li Rongxian, and seemed to want to buy a mansion.
As soon as Lin Yang sat down, a servant brought breakfast and tea.
At this time, suddenly another young man ran in hurriedly.
"Dad, give me some money quickly."
As soon as he entered the hall, this young man who looked somewhat similar to Li Rongxian reached out to Li Rongxian and shouted, seemingly not noticing anyone else present.
Li Rongxian's face suddenly showed a look of helplessness, and he angrily yelled at the young man:
"You've been jumping up and down all day, and you haven't got a proper shape. How can you be decent?"
"Why don't you come and meet your Uncle Lin and Brother Shi soon!"
The young man was so frightened by Li Rongxian's angry face that he shrank his neck.
"This is the dog son Li Langya, who made Brother Lin laugh." Li Rongxian introduced to Lin Muren, feeling quite embarrassed by his son's behavior.
"I've met Uncle Lin." Li Langya bowed angrily, then turned to look at Lin Yang aside.
"I've met Brother Shi."
Li Rongxian's face improved a little, and he immediately told Li Langya not to run around, and that he would have breakfast before talking about anything. Li Langya had no choice but to obey.
After finishing breakfast, Lin Muren and Li Rong discussed going out to find a suitable residence.
Li Rongxian took out two ingots of silver from his sleeves and threw them to Li Langya. Li Langya was immediately happy.
"Don't run around today. Let's take your brother out for a walk first. If the reception is not good, I will only ask you." Li Rongxian ordered sternly.
Hearing this, Li Langya, who was originally full of joy, suddenly wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.
After the heads of the two families left, Lin Yang also followed Li Langya out.
Now we have arrived at the City of Martyrdom, the so-called place where martial arts flourished.
He definitely needs to understand the relevant martial arts forces and figures in the city first, so that he can find the fastest way to obtain the unique skills later.
And for him who is unfamiliar with the place where he lives, he definitely needs to rely on familiar people.
Although Li Langya could serve as a guide, Lin Yang only felt that he was unreliable just by looking at him as a person.
As soon as he walked out of the Li family's mansion, Li Langya dismissed the servants who wanted to be transported by carriage and horse, and looked at Lin Yang with a smile on his face.
"Brother, in addition to the Three Monuments, Four Factions and Twelve Gangs, this Martyr City is most famous for its happy places such as the Red Mansion Flower Party. Why don't we go to the happy place first and then go to other places? Isn't it beautiful?"
Speaking of the second half of the sentence, a wild look suddenly appeared on Li Langya's face.
Lin Yang had heard his father talk about the so-called Three Monuments, Four Factions and Twelve Gangs on the way here.
The three steles refer to the three stone steles located in the southeast and west districts of Martyr City.
Legend has it that there is a certain mysterious skill hidden in those three stone tablets. Once you understand it, you can be invincible in the world.
Unfortunately, I have never heard of anyone digging out the secrets in those three stone tablets.
The three stone monuments are also tightly controlled by the four major factions in the city and cannot be seen by ordinary people.
These four major factions not only control the three stone monuments, they are also the direct controllers of the Martyr City.
As for the twelve gangs, they refer to the twelve most famous gangs in the city, which are the related martial arts forces.
But these twelve major gangs are not the only ones, there are countless other martial arts forces of various sizes.
In addition to wanting to obtain the skills, Lin Yang was most interested in the things in Martyr City, which were naturally the three monuments.
It's a pity that it is not easy to get in touch with the three monuments. You have to do it step by step.
On the other hand, Lin Yang had never heard his father mention the Red Mansion Flower Party that Li Langya mentioned.
But judging from Li Langya's expression, he could guess what kind of place it was.
However, even though he was a little moved, Lin Yang still suppressed his inner impulse to experience it.
Compared with improving one's strength, pleasure and enjoyment are not worth mentioning at all.
In the face of a powerful enemy, coveting for pleasure will only make you die faster.
He is no longer the idle fish that just wanted to be a quiet playboy.