Just as Zhao Boduan and Abi came to sneak into the inn and found the room to prepare for rest, Lin Pingzhi walked alone in the dark.

This morning, Lin Pingzhi was rescued by a mysterious man. After a long bumpy horse, he was thrown on the grass by the mysterious man. These grasses grew tall and tried their best to straighten their bodies. The straight green leaves were like swords, stabbing towards the sun, and winning more light and heat for themselves.

When Lin Pingzhi, whose acupoints were not untied, was thrown off the horse's back, because he could not adjust his posture, he could not easily cut more than ten wounds on his face and hands by the edges of sharp grass leaves. This made Lin Pingzhi, who had never suffered such pain, scream out loud and said, "It hurts so much."

I don’t know if I forgot it. The mysterious man didn’t get off the horse to untie Lin Pingzhi’s acupoints, and just ran away, disappearing without a trace. Lin Pingzhi shouted several times, "Help me to untie the acupoints" but it didn’t work. He had no choice but to lie quietly on the grass, enjoying the warm sunlight and the discomfort of the insects crawling through the body with great grief and anger, trying his best to activate the shallow internal force, and constantly use his power to impact the acupoints.

Yu Canghai's internal strength was profound, and a trace of internal strength remained in the acupoints he was tapping. In order to understand the acupoints he had tapped, Lin Pingzhi had all his strength to hit him for three or four hours, and finally slowly untied it. Because he had been lying on the ground for a long time, when Lin Pingzhi stood up, he felt his hands and feet sore and numb, as if countless ants were eating the flesh and blood on his body, he was shaking and unable to stand steadily, and almost fell to the ground again.

Lin Pingzhi thought of his parents who were captured by Yu Canghai, and was worried: "I was suddenly rescued by someone. I wonder if my parents were also saved? If I were not rescued, would Yu Canghai have anger on his parents?"

Lin Pingzhi had just put all his energy on the clash, and now he had time to think of the harsh situation of his family. Thinking of Yu Canghai's supreme martial arts, it was like a huge mountain pressing on his heart. Lin Pingzhi thought of relying on his humble martial arts to save his parents, and his hope was very slim and he couldn't help but feel discouraged.

"What should I do now?" Lin Pingzhi asked himself anxiously, feeling a faint pain in his head, "Where can I find someone to save my parents?"

"Looking for a stint? Those people chose to stand by when Yu Canghai came, and they would not save their parents now."

"Look for grandpa? By the way, grandpa's Golden Knife Sect is famous in Luoyang, but this is Fujian. Luoyang is too far away, and it will take more than a month to rush over."

At dusk, Lin Pingzhi, who was full of thoughts in his heart, stood alone in the lush grass, like a deer leaving the team, facing the malicious wilderness, very panicked.

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a good way. Lin Pingzhi decided to find some food for the time being. His stomach was already making a gulp, protesting that he hadn't eaten for almost a day. When he remembered, Lin Pingzhi found the official road, but he was afraid of meeting the Qingcheng Sect, so he did not walk directly on it, but walked in the grass more than ten steps away from the official road inside.

After walking for more than ten miles with his tired and hungry body, Lin Pingzhi only felt his feet numb, as if it was not his own. He had ridden horses when he was on the road before, and it was the first time he had to walk such a long journey with his feet. Finally, a small village appeared in front of him, imagining that he had something to eat soon, Lin Pingzhi barely cheered up and slightly accelerated his progress.

"I finally met someone, it's really good." Lin Pingzhi let out a big sigh, as if he was about to exhale all his fatigue. There are no good houses in the village, they are all houses made of mud bricks and thatched roofs. There are only one or two roofs covered with tiles, which look more upscale.

When he arrived at the village house closest to him, Lin Pingzhi said to the family who was eating: "Uncle, do you still have something to eat? I have been walking a long way to buy some food." As he spoke, he reached into his clothes and wanted to take out some silver.

The head of the family in his forties, a middle-aged man wearing a gray linen short coat, looked at Lin Pingzhi with some vigilance and said loudly: "This brother, you don't have to take out the money, just a little steamed bun." He turned to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy and said, "Little Huzi, go to the kitchen to get two steamed buns for this brother, and also, get a jug of water by the way."

Lin Pingzhi didn't touch the money. When he was embarrassed, he felt very grateful in his heart when he heard the man's words. He bowed to the man and said, "Thank you, this big brother."

"You're welcome. Everyone will have difficulties when going out. It's time to help a group. But, little brother, where are you going? It's almost dark." The man saw Lin Pingzhi so politely, and asked.

Lin Pingzhi thought to himself: If his parents had not suffered from Yu Canghai's murder, they would have been taken back to Sichuan by the old thief. Dozens of people from the Qingcheng Sect are likely to be on the official road. The official road from Fuzhou to Sichuan is the one I walked on. You might as well ask if the people here have seen it. The costumes of the Qingcheng Sect are unified, and they are all green Taoist robes, which are easy to identify.

Lin Pingzhi said: "I am about to go to Luoyang. May I ask this elder brother, have you seen many people wearing green Taoist robes coming from Fuzhou today?"

The man thought for a while and said with certainty: "In the afternoon, I seemed to have seen such a group of people heading west in a mighty manner."

Lin Pingzhi was very happy when he heard the man's words, and his heart seemed to burst out with joy. Unexpectedly, after asking without hope, he could find out the news about the old thief Yu Canghai and his group so quickly. It seemed that his luck was not very bad today. God saw that I was pitiful, and finally stood on my side.

Lin Pingzhi thought secretly: As long as he is careful to follow the Qingcheng Sect, be careful to inquire, and not be caught by them, he will soon know whether his parents are still in Yu Canghai's hands. Thinking that he will soon meet his parents, Lin Pingzhi couldn't bear the impulse in his heart and wanted to chase the Qingcheng Sect.

Lin Pingzhi finished the hard steamed bun in a few bites and thanked the man: "Brother, good intentions will be rewarded. God will bless your family with peace. If there is something urgent, then we will leave." After that, he quickly stepped onto the official road and chased Qingcheng and sent his group.

At this time, the sun had already hidden at the foot of the mountain and no longer projected its infinite light onto the earth. So the light in the wilderness gradually dimmed, as if more and more black veils were shrouded in front of her eyes, her vision gradually became smaller, and she could only see blurry objects dozens of steps away.

"Luckily, the moonlight is quite bright today, otherwise I would not be able to catch up with the night road." Lin Pingzhi thought to himself when he saw the faint moonlight.

Lin Pingzhi, who was walking alone on the road, was anxious. The thoughts in his mind were always thinking about the safety of his parents, and he couldn't calm down. At this time, Lin Pingzhi suddenly let out a shrill wolf howl, and was shocked, and grabbed the long sword at his waist, but grabbed a blank.

Suddenly I remembered that when Yu Canghai was captured, the weapons on his body were removed by the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect. Lin Pingzhi had no weapons in his hand and secretly complained, thinking to himself: "Damn it, I was anxious to catch up with the Qingcheng Sect, but I actually forgot many terrible predators active in the wilderness. I shouldn't have been on my way alone at night."

However, the howling wolf seemed to not notice the movement here, and disappeared on the distant hill for a while. Lin Pingzhi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and secretly celebrated in his heart. If it were the hungry wild wolf on the face of unarmed face just now, it would be a great disaster. After walking for another hour, a town finally appeared in front of Lin Pingzhi. I think the owner of the Qingcheng Sect might be resting here.

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