C58

Li Yinfeng bid farewell to Qin Lin and the others as she headed north by herself. While her heart held greater ambitions and aspirations, she naturally could not bear to take revenge with them and act with them in a righteous manner, as she was not in a good position to do so. After all, he really wanted to live with the fructus's disciples, work together, be happy together, and take care of them as if they were a family. With so many brothers and sisters, she was also the happiest and happiest thing in her life.

The thought of running away from home for almost a year made him sad and ashamed. How were his parents doing at the Origin Cave? Are the two elders' bodies still healthy? Are they unwell? Are they just worrying about their unfilial descendants day and night? Do they have wrinkles all over their faces. Do they have white silk?

He had truly let them down for raising him. He had been idle for a year and had accomplished nothing. It was truly unbearable to look back and feel heartache. I wonder how my young brother is doing? Is he still that naughty and willful?

As for his travels, were his aunts and uncles still as aggressive as before, not treating his family as relatives, and instead causing their grudges to grow deeper and deeper? The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached. He felt a tinge of regret. Even so, he felt ashamed to do so.

In his heart, he was even more determined to show off. Otherwise, if he went back, he would be ashamed to face his family.

It was winter solstice, and the further north one went, the colder the weather became. Along the way, he didn't have much food to dry, and on the way, he would remember Lv Erkou, whom he met on his way out of the clan, who taught him many ways to survive and live, teaching him many ways to survive. After all, he could be considered half a disciple of the fructus;

Along the way, they would ask others about the whereabouts and whereabouts of their foster father Han Shizhong, but instead of being frivolous and impetuous like before, he became much more composed and steady, no longer showing off his name as Han Shizhong or being complacent, so that others would see that he was not bluffing, but heading there in admiration, and was also willing to risk his life to kill the enemy, report to the imperial government, and save the lives of the people. Of course, these things were too far too unrealistic for him now, but in the end, he had to live for a reason, otherwise his life would be in vain.

Perhaps the imperial government had not truly discovered his talents, and no one was willing to recommend him. When he thought about how it would be a pity for his foster father this entire time, he felt that it would be difficult to obtain his wish in this lifetime, but Han Shizhong was still the same as ever, without any complaints or emotions. He only wanted to help the imperial government resolve their worries, eliminate any internal troubles, and decide to follow Li Yinfeng.

He Ze, to Ying Tian Palace (Shang Qiu), had already reached the southern border of the river, and continued to head north. According to Li Yinfeng's inquiries, after passing through the mountain range, he would reach Hebei Province. Without guidance, there was no clear direction all the way to Da Ming Mansion's territory, and I heard that this was the fortress that connected the north and the south, and after that, they would take over Handan, which was a place where all the ancient soldiers fought for their lives, and there they would carefully think about what to do next.

Li Yinfeng could not bear to witness the current situation she was in. She wanted to teach these bandits a good lesson and also wanted to calm the local citizens down, but unfortunately, she did not have any sense of ability, so he had to protect herself and began to mix them up like she had with Lv Erkou and the other people who had met with difficulties in the past, in order to deceive people and temporarily avoid trouble. She was in the south of the Misty Rain River, the weather was beautiful, and she was not used to this kind of environment. She was wrapped in old cotton clothing, and she even had a tattered felt hat on her head, which prevented him from driving away Han Che. Her hands were also blue with cold, and her face was flushed red from the cold.

He thought to himself, if I can't even handle this much practice, how can I talk about a common practice of martial arts? How to help Han Shizhong bravely kill his enemies, he could only endure, his lips were frozen and cracked, his lips were tightly closed, he wanted to use his saliva to moisten them, but was ripped to shreds, it was really bitter and funny, he found an inn in the wilderness, temporarily avoiding the wind and sand.

He did not expect to spend it so easily, having to spend it at home time being nice, going out of the house every time it was difficult to sigh with emotion. It was a pity that he could not feel the cold in his hands and feet, as he was not dressed in a thin suit, so he was satisfied to not be chased out as a real beggar. He did not dare to think about anything else, let alone warm water and wine, he did not even dare to think about it, sitting in a corner after "eating a hearty meal" while taking a peaceful sleep in this firewood room.

"Shop owner, bring me all the good wine and good meat. Your elder will properly fill my stomach today and reward my wine and gluttony."

Once Li Yinfeng heard the voice, he knew that the person who came was definitely not a friendly person. She did not dare look at who it was and only heard that the shop owner did not dare to slight him, so he immediately went forward to welcome him with a polite smile, and did not dare to be careless at all. After that, the man slammed the blade and the other metal object in her hand onto the table, and ordered: "It's best if you hurry up, do not make me too angry, or else I will burn your crappy shop."

The storekeeper was scared: "Yes, yes. Don't be angry. I'll go and prepare them. Please wait for a moment."

Li Yinfeng could not help but sigh. "I never thought that there would be someone who would be so overbearing in this year and make things difficult for an old man that is not easy to deal with.

He could only sit in the corner and obediently gnaw on a steamed bun. The man who came in was in his mid-thirties, had a fur coat covering his chest, a thick waist, a full stomach, a full beard, at a glance, he did not look like a good person, he looked like a scoundrel instead. Looking at the single knife next to him, whose sheath was embedded with gold and it was not for show, he was brought in as a form. In Shandong and Hebei, there was the Song River rebellion, as well as farmers, salt merchants and others that appeared in various places like Tian Qing, Wang Hu, Fang La. These were all facts that the wulin had gone all out to fight against the corrupt officials and the imperial court.

Although the Da Song was not a martial arts and light writing place, many people still carried blades with them, just in case something were to happen. Li Yinfeng had seen a lot, so she naturally knew a lot about these things. After all, she had met many martial artists in the past year.

After a while, the shop owner brought out two catties of beef and a jar of wine. He was very considerate as he said, "Master Luan, have a good meal. If there is anything you need, please feel free to tell me."

Luan Luan nodded her head and casually waved him off. The shop owner bowed and stood back, not daring to disturb him.

He kept looking at the customers and guests in the restaurant with a pair of scoundrelly eyes, muttering to himself about other bad ideas. Without even thinking about it, he would rob a house, commit evil, regardless of whether he was a major official or a businessman, whether you were a scholar, a nobleman, a monk, or a talented person, all of the possessions he had left behind, this was an unwritten rule. It was best if one did not oppress one's head, one did not have the money, otherwise one would not care about the consequences if one did not take care of it, and in the end, one would not care about the consequences.

The unique pedestrians here could also satisfy his greed. In the entire inn, there were only five or six people eating and eating, excluding a beggar, in fact, they did not count as real people. They did not dare to have any motives when they saw him, and on the contrary, they felt unlucky when they met some unlucky fellows, but they did not have any methods to deal with him. After all, fructus having so many disciples killing them would definitely give them a headache.

Compared to those who did not dare to report the loss to passersby, they should at least treat these beggars well. The reason was that in the morning, fructus had many connections in the Central Plains, Saibei and Jiangnan, and as long as they were not sleeping around, they would casually fill up their stomachs, and since she was famous for doing nothing, not to mention her father, mother, or the lord of the county, she was the one who saved the money, so naturally she would not take advantage of it. Naturally, she would put down the money and use it as a form of relief.