The osmanthus is in full bloom and the fragrance is swaying.

A hearty burst of laughter was heard in my ears.

Yang Lin looked through the gaps of the branches and leaves, and saw a tall old man with a long hair and a smile on his face.

The father with this body was asking his servant to hand over a box of gold, "It's rare to see Mr. Zhou. We must linger for a few days this time so that Ni can respect you..."

"You don't have to be so polite. The young master's condition is actually not difficult to treat, and I just do it casually.

Use guidance to promote uterine blood circulation, and take some good medicine to clear fire and dissipate heat to remove his lesions. There are many people who can do it in the capital, I don’t know…”

"Oh, it's hard to describe it."

Mr. Ni's face was full of bitterness, but he didn't know how to talk about it.

At this moment, Old Yingxiong Zhou suddenly raised his head, stretched out his finger and bounced it. A golden leaf hit the tree, and the branches rustled.

Yang Lin was in a daze, shocked by the shock force, and climbed down the tree trunk, as flexible as a little monkey.

It just happened to fall next to the old hero Zhou.

"I've seen you little monkey again. Why? Are you still practicing the kung fu I taught you?

Judging from your body movements, you seem to be practicing very well."

As he spoke, he reached out to pinch Yang Lin's shoulders, arms and waist, and was amazed.

"This bone, this muscle, and that set of boxing are simply prepared for you. If I remember correctly, you should be sixteen years old now. Come to me later and pass on your breathing method."

"Grandpa Zhou, what kind of boxing do I practice?"

"It's not a famous boxing technique. I just occasionally watch monkeys and bobcats playing in the mountains, and I feel something. Combined with some Zen martial arts, a new set of boxing techniques.

If you have to give a name, aren’t you called Ni Zong? Then you call it Ni Zongquan.”

The old man laughed.

So Yang Lin knew that his body was named Ni Zong. As the eldest son of a wealthy merchant in Bianliang, Tokyo, he had no worries about food and clothing. He also had a younger sister and a younger brother.

My sister is ten years old and my younger brother is seven years old, and she is the age of playing.

My sister didn't say it, but was detained at home. My aunt taught Nu Hong, and she would not go out of the door.

However, the seven-year-old brother was not very obedient to discipline, and his parents were spoiled, and he was a little irritable. He couldn't stop and liked to go out for a while.

According to adults, he was sick, a manic disease, and had a great heart fire.

So, there was a scene where an old friend Zhou Tong asked him to come to the house for treatment.

Yang Lin's body is actually sick. He is sixteen years old and is less than one meter two meters tall. He looks a bit deformed...

When he was young, Zhou Tong had a day of travel. For some reason, he fell in love with his muscles and passed on a strange set of boxing techniques to him.

After practicing for five or six years, I now go up the house and go up the tree like walking on the flat ground, which is even faster than a real monkey.

My family thought it was weird, and under normal circumstances, they were too lazy to mention this eldest son.

He wasn't allowed to appear in front of others either.

...

Zhou Tong lived there for a while before leaving.

Nothing big happened in the Ni family either.

The officials in the court were tired of writing calligraphy, and now they became fascinated by strange stones, collecting stones everywhere...

The city of Bianjing was not affected much, and the sect and dance became peaceful.

Yang Lin was still silently disregarded and practiced his own boxing skills silently.

He likes this feeling of being as light as a swallow, and he lives a fulfilling life every day.

One day, my younger brother Ni Baoyu came back from outside and was furious. He went to his father's study at home for a walk, and then hurriedly ran out.

After a while, there was a loud shout.

After listening for a while, Yang Lin realized that this kid was angry that the son of the grain merchant opposite showed off the beauty of stone. He remembered that there was also a dragon-shaped life stone paper town at his home, which was very gorgeous.

Therefore, I took it out to show off.

After being caught by his father, he was punished to kneel in the hall and beat him hard, causing the old lady to intervene...

These things have always had nothing to do with the eldest young master Yang Lin.

Because he looks strange and is not likable.

Generally speaking, if it is not a last resort, even the maid is unwilling to come forward to serve.

...

"Go away..."

Yang Lin had bloody eyes and killed more than ten soldiers in a row. Finally, he missed an arrow and was shot on his thigh.

He felt a little exhausted, and the other party was not without masters. After fighting hard, he would die sooner or later.

He was still trying to rush forward, but Mr. Ni roared and pushed him, shouting, "Let's go, run away quickly, never come back, don't take revenge..."

Then, Mr. Ni was cut into countless pieces by random knife.

Yang Lin looked back and remembered this scene forever in his heart, crossing the courtyard wall crookedly and fleeing.

Behind him was a team of sergeant chased him.

In the yard, blood flowed.

A one-eyed general dressed in iron armor snorted coldly: "Search and find the Shoushan stone. Your Highness will have a reward..."

After saying that, he glanced at the Ni family and snorted coldly, "The official family cherishes strange stones, who doesn't know in the world?

This family is also stupid. If there is a treasure that has not been presented to the palace, it just shows off. I really don’t know how to write the word “death”?”

The sound gradually drifted away.

Yang Lin didn't know how long he had run, but finally got tired and exhausted. He fainted on the side of the road.

When I woke up again, I found that I was already being held by someone.

Someone used a stick to spread his teeth, looked at his tongue and face, and said with satisfaction: "This kid looks like an old monkey. It just so happened that he died of golden hair a few days ago. Only the brown-haired monkey performed, and it was always less lively. Let him take it."

So Yang Lin was locked in a small iron cage and was fed a little drink and food every day.

And, there were people covered with golden retrievers on his face and arms...

As for leg injuries, no one comes to care about it.

He silently accumulated strength, and with his body's self-recovery ability, he recovered the arrow wounds and fractures in his legs, and did not try to escape.

Because, he could see that these people were actually cruel people.

Very vicious.

Once you run away with injuries, you may not run far and be caught back.

At that time, there must be ten deaths and no life.

Next to his iron cage, there was an iron cage, which was locked with a brown-haired monkey with an extremely erotic temperament, and would be so hungry that he would yell from time to time.

He is not the only one who can scream.

There are also a group of boys and girls with arms, legs and feet broken into strange shapes.

Most of these children are no more than ten years old, with deformed hands and feet, which is shocking at first sight.

Every day, I am dead, and I will make sharp whines from time to time. Only when I am ready to eat will I bring a hint of vitality in my eyes.

So Yang Lin also understood what this place was.

The burly man in the head who was dressed in bright clothes was actually a group of beggars under his command.

Every day at dawn, people will be sent to bring these seriously damaged children to various parts of the capital and beg along the streets.

But I followed a watery little girl and an old man with gloomy eyes, walking through the squares everywhere, playing monkey plays.

There were many cheers, and the broken silver and copper coins falling like rain.

His injuries have not healed yet and he is not convenient to walk.

However, he tried hard to disguise himself as a monkey and danced skillfully on the colorful ropes...

With the power of your arms, you can jump from one long pole to another, even like a monkey than a monkey.

He found out that the leader of this beggar gang was named Cheng Haoran, and his name was very bright... Not only did he secretly raise a group of poor little beggars, but he also raised a group of thugs.

During the Lantern Festival flower festival, it specializes in trafficking in children from wealthy families.

If you have good looks, you will sell it to other parties and make a lot of profits.

This type is not that miserable.

The difference in character is right in front of you...

Looking at the hellish scene in the shack.
To be continued...