Chapter 78 Fighting against Yanqing in Puzhao Temple (1)
The evil slave of the Lu family dragged the woman, Meng, away. The two children got up from the ground, stumbled and chased after her, but were kicked down by two servants one after another.
Wang Lin was furious.
Wang Lin yelled angrily, put aside his hands to grab them, rushed forward and knocked the seven or eight evil slaves of the Lu family to the ground with three punches and two kicks.
With his current martial arts skills, beating a few evil slaves of wealthy families is no different than killing a chicken with a bull's-eye.
Li An was so shocked that he was about to shout loudly when Wang Lin punched him lightly on the cheek, knocking out two of his front teeth and causing blood to flow all over his face.
"Killing people!"
Li An covered his face and screamed and ran away, and the other evil slaves also fled one after another.
Wang Lin stepped forward to help the woman up, took out ten taels of silver from his arms and handed it to her, saying, "Is this money enough for you to pay off your debt?"
Mrs. Meng hugged the two children tightly, bursting with gratitude and tears. She was a little afraid to say: "Thank you so much for saving me, my father-in-law. I only owe the Lu family two thousand yuan in rent. How can I use so much money?"
...but...slave..."
Ten taels of silver is a huge amount for ordinary farmers, enough for a family to live a good life.
Meng had never seen so much money in her life, but she still hesitated and hesitated to speak.
She couldn't tell the pain in her heart. The second housekeeper of the Lu family, Li An, set his sights on her, not because of the mere debt of two thousand dollars, but because her husband had died. He wanted to add insult to injury and take advantage of her body, so even if she paid back the Lu family
Debt may still be a bad luck.
Wang Lin looked at the woman's expression and probably guessed something.
He was silent for a moment and said: "If it's not just a matter of debt, I think you might as well take your child to visit relatives in another place for a while... This little money should be enough for you and your mother to live for a while."
Wang Lin then put the silver into the woman's hand.
With trembling hands, Meng carefully hid the money on her body, thanked him profusely, and then hurried away with her two children.
As for whether she went to seek refuge with relatives in other places for a while, or whether she returned home and found another way out, Wang Lin couldn't control it anymore. Anyway, she had done everything she needed to do.
Wang Lin didn't take this bad thing to heart, and then went to Puzhao Temple.
This beautiful ancient temple has carved beams and painted buildings and covers an extremely large area, but there were not many pilgrims at this time.
Wang Lin burned three sticks of incense in front of the main hall. He heard the noise of people outside the mountain gate and the roar of footsteps. Suo Chao led his troops to escort Mrs. Cai and two maids as they entered the temple. The abbot of the temple, Master Yuan Hui, led a group of deacons and monks to welcome them out.
Mountain gate.
Wang Lin stayed to one side and saw Mrs. Cai, who had a beautiful appearance, a plump figure, a face like a full moon, and a calm demeanor. She was smiling all over, and she was surrounded by many monks in front and behind her.
Wang Lin didn't look at it for long, he stood up and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Cai waved to him from afar and said, "This young gentleman, please come over and say a word."
Cai Jing's daughter.
Another famous jealous woman who is not as good as she is on the outside.
What a vicious heart lies behind this beautiful face!
Wang Lin cupped his hands calmly and said, "I've seen Madam, but I wonder why she summoned me?"
Mrs. Cai chuckled and said gently: "I heard that the young man is from Tokyo? I don't know which family he is from..."
Wang Linxin said that it turned out that he mistook himself for a fellow villager.
He smiled casually: "To tell you what to say to my wife, although I am from Tokyo, I am not from Tokyo."
In fact, Mrs. Cai also realized from Wang Lin's accent that he was not from Tokyo.
Seeing Wang Lin's good looks, she thought he was the son of a powerful family in Tokyo and wanted to reminisce about old times, but it turned out not to be the case.
Just a little disappointed.
At this time, another group of people broke into the mountain gate of Puzhao Temple.
The leader was a handsome and well-dressed young man.
"More than six feet tall, 24 or 24 years old, with three teeth covering his mouth and a thin beard, a very thin waist and broad shoulders. He wears a papaya heart-shaped headscarf, a white shirt with a round collar of silver gauze, and a red thread with spider spots.
He wears a pair of khaki-leather oil-shouldered boots, a pair of gold animal rings on the back of his head, a fragrant handkerchief around his neck, a celebrity fan slanted around his waist, and a hairpin with four-season flowers on his temples."
Wang Lin glanced at him and saw that he was indeed a prodigal, born with a lot of money and skin!
When Yan Qing entered the temple, he bowed deeply to Madam Cai first and said, "Yan Qing has met Madam Cai. I, the Lu family, are here to do something. If I have caused any disturbance, please forgive me."
Mrs. Cai smiled slightly and waved her hand: "Brother Yan, there is no need to be polite, but please do it yourself."
Naturally, the Lu family often visited Liang Shijie, the local official. As Lu Junyi's adopted son, Yan Qing often visited Liang Mansion with Lu Junyi, so he was naturally familiar with the Cai family.
Yan Qing immediately turned around and looked at Wang Lin coldly, looked up and down, frowned and said: "Li An, is this the guy who beat up our Lu family for no reason?"
"Yes, yes, Master Yan, that's the guy!" Li An covered his cheek and nodded repeatedly.
Yan Qing raised her finger and pointed at Wang Lin: "You look like a scholar, but you actually have physical skills? However, you are too bold to dare to hurt my housekeeper of Lu Mansion! That's all, you are a foreigner.
Man, if you commit a crime in person, we will put this matter aside and not mention it."
Naturally, Yan Qing came forward not for Li An, but for the Lu family's face.
Seeing that Wang Lin was a good person, he had a good impression and was not prepared to go into details.
Wang Lin looked at Yan Qing and smiled lightly: "Apologise to an evil slave who oppressed women and children? Please forgive me for not being able to do that."
Yan Qingxin said that this guy didn't know how to praise, and couldn't help but get angry: "You're pushing yourself too far, aren't you? It seems that because of your own skills, you don't know who the last name is. It's a pity that you met our Lu family!"
Wang Lin wanted to test Yan Qing's martial arts, so he pretended to be arrogant and said: "What about the Lu family? Can the Lu family run rampant in the countryside?"
Yan Qing was furious.
Seeing that the Lu family and Wang Lin were about to conflict, Suo Chao was afraid of disturbing his wife, so he was about to step forward to intervene, but was stopped by Mrs. Cai's wink.
She was about to borrow Yan Qing's hand to see who Wang Lin was, but he didn't take the Lu family seriously.
Yan Qing jumped over, waved his hand and punched him.
Yan Qing's boxing and kicking skills came from Lu Junyi's true biography, but his special skills are sumo wrestling and he is proficient in various acrobatics.
In other words, his energy was too scattered and he liked too many things, which resulted in his boxing and kicking skills being second-rate.
At this time, Wang Lin had a clearer judgment on his overall strength.
Faced with characters such as Yang Zhisuo and Xu Ning whose force value is slightly higher than his own, he tried his best to be in an invincible position. Even if he used his skills properly, he still had a chance to defeat the strong with the weak.
As for Yan Qing, a warrior whose force value is slightly lower than or similar to his own, there is no way he can be his opponent.
Wang Lin managed to avoid Yan Qing's punch and returned a punch with his backhand.
However, he used 80% to 90% of his strength, and his punches were so fierce and fast that Yan Qing had no time to dodge, and was hit in the chest by him, causing him to take a few steps back.
A huge surge of force rushed into the body, shaking Yan Qing's whole body's energy and blood, and a mouthful of blood surged up, almost spitting out of his mouth.
What a powerful force!
Yan Qing's expression suddenly changed, she stopped showing contempt, put her hand on her chest and said solemnly: "Little brother, who are you? Why are you an enemy of my Lu family?"