early morning.

Lin Zhao looked at the charred jujube tree, and his heart was filled with helplessness. From late at night, the jujube tree that was struck by lightning began to burn. He and Xiao Shitou were standing by, fearing that Mars would ignite the house. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong all night, but this jujube tree that made the most contribution from his life from seven to fourteen was gone.

This jujube tree was planted by my parents back then, but now it has been struck by lightning.

"Brother Lin Zhao..."

Xiao Shitou looked at the jujube tree and said, "It's okay...it's okay..."

"I know, it's okay."

Lin Zhao frowned, of course it was okay. At this moment, he was actually not so dependent on jujube trees. After all, he could go up the mountain to hunt, and go down the river to catch fish. He had more skills to survive. However... with a drought thunder out of nowhere, he directly slashed his own jujube tree. Isn't that a coincidence? There are many trees in this town, and in terms of height, it is not the turn of this jujube tree in his own right?

...

"Little Stone, I'm going to fish, are you at home or follow me?"

"Follow!"

"good!"

Two young men, one big and one small, went out. Xiao Shitou took the initiative to help Lin Zhao carry the fishing rod and carry the fish basket, which made Lin Zhao idle. So he packed up a few cages from his backyard and went down to Baiyu Creek together to see if he could catch more fish. After all, the family now has two mouths and consumes a lot of food.

After leaving the house, I came to the Lin family's ancestral home.

Xiao Shitou stopped, looked at a stone lion outside the ancestral home and said, "Brother Lin Zhao, there is a stone lion in front of your house to protect the house. I heard from my father that those with stone lions in front of the door are all wealthy families. Did your family also have a wealthy family before?"

"I don't know..."

Lin Zhao scratched his head: "When I was sensible, my father passed away. Later, my mother fell ill and everything in the house was sold. So I really don't know if the family was a wealthy family before, but... since I live in the back street, I guess I won't be too rich."

"Too……"

...

In the afternoon, Lin Zhao continued fishing, but the stone bridge was very lively.

Su Yuejiu and Zhang Liucheng were all here. Looking at the dirty little stones, it was not surprising. It quickly became a piece of tangled together. Zhang Liucheng held the book in his hand and looked up at the old goose in the white fish stream in the distance, saying, "The goose geese, bent their necks and sing to the sky, white hair floats in the green water, and red palms twitch clear waves. I know the most poems, so I am the number one disciple under Lin Zhao!"

"No!"

Su Yuejiu held the windmill and ran back and forth on both sides of the stone bridge, blushing: "I run the fastest, I am Brother Lin Zhao's number one disciple, hum!"

Xiao Shitou frowned and said, "I will follow Lin Zhao to practice boxing in the future. Boxing is the most important thing. I should be the number one disciple!"

"snort!"

Zhang Liucheng looked contemptuous and walked on the bridge with his hands behind his back, saying, "Practicing boxing? I have no future. I will practice swords in the future. Be the sword immortal in that sky, come and go freely. Then I will make Lin Zhao my eldest disciple!"

Lin Zhao almost squirted out an old blood, and he wanted to slap the little bastard into the river to take a shower.

Su Yuejiu pouted: "Brother Lin Zhao, can I be your number one disciple? If it really doesn't work, it's okay to be your number one disciple!"

"snort!"

Zhang Liucheng said: "I am the Sword Immortal. If you want to talk about Lin Zhao's number one dog, why is it me? When will it be your turn?"

Lin Zhao rolled his eyes: "When did I say I want to be a terrible person? Zhang Liucheng, have you finished your homework? You dare to waste your time here? And Xiao Jiuer, have you finished your homework?"

"ah!?"

Su Yuejiu was stunned, turned around and left immediately, holding up the windmill: "Go home to practice calligraphy~~~~"

Zhang Liucheng was not slow or slow. When he stepped, he raised his legs and lowered them gently. After getting off the stone bridge, he ran home: "You are leaving. If you don't finish your schoolwork, your butt will bloom again~~~"

Lin Zhao smiled secretly.

On the side, Xiao Shitou looked at the river flowing and whispered: "Brother Lin Zhao, I have seen you practice boxing in the morning, it's very powerful... What I just said is true. Can I practice boxing with you?"

"sure!"

Lin Zhao smiled: "But you have to tell me first, why are you practicing boxing for?"

"In order not to be bullied."

Xiao Shitou's eyes showed obsession: "I don't bully people, but I will never want to be bullied by others anymore."

Lin Zhao looked at the bruises on his face and said, "All the way, have you been bullied many times?"

"It's okay..."

Xiao Shitou smiled: "When I learn Brother Lin Zhao's boxing skills in the future, those people will never bully me."

"Um."

Lin Zhao nodded: "My boxing technique is called the Farmer's Three Fist. The person who taught me boxing said that this set of boxing is used by a farmer to pass the time, so it is just a set of third-rate boxing techniques. Do you really want to learn it? If you learn it, don't regret it in the future?"

"No regrets!"

"Okay, starting from tonight, you will stand up the boxing stance with me, open the boxing stance, and learn slowly."

"Um!"

...

In the evening, I put the pole back home.

Today's fish catch can only be considered average, and it is less than three pounds together. Fortunately, Lin Zhao made a lot of money by selling mountain pork last time. If the family only sells pancakes and makes rice, the expenses are not too high.

At night, I still had a meal. Xiaoshitou was too thin and needed some nutrition. It was a plate of green garlic pork, a plate of crucian carp soup, and a few large cakes, which was enough for the two of them to eat and drink.

When the two of them finished their meal, someone knocked on the door again.

There were three people outside the door, one was Zhao Jin, the other was Zhao Yan, and the other was blacksmith Zhao Tai. Everyone from the Zhao family came.

"This is?"

Lin Zhao was slightly stunned.

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Zhao Jin's injuries have been almost healed these two days, so we will bring him over here to apologize to you personally. Lin Zhao, don't take it to your heart."

Lin Zhao was already quite alert: "Well, it's okay."

Zhao Tai said: "Lin Zhao, I'm sorry... Our family was aggressive before, but now he has also suffered a very heavy price. Let's write off the holidays between you two here."

As he said that, he placed a bag of flour on the wooden table and said, "This is thirty kilograms of flour, just treat it as our apology."

"ah?"

Lin Zhao was stunned: "It's okay, it's okay."

When he said it was okay, he searched around with his eyes to see if there was anything wrong with him. He stared at Zhao Yan tightly. Last time, this woman came, and his jujube tree was chopped off by exhaustion. This time, he must keep an eye on her.

Zhao Yan secretly found it funny. A mere second-level martial artist, who is not as smart as a spiritual practitioner, is not as smart as a spiritual practitioner. Just because he wants to discover the hands and feet of a sixth-level spiritual practitioner, he really feels like a frog in the well.

As he spoke, Zhao Yan flipped his palm and another talisman was quietly attached to the head of the bed under the invisible spiritual energy. This time it was the same. As a martial artist, Lin Zhao was not strong enough in his insight, and coupled with the huge difference in realm, it was even less likely to discover this talisman.

...

At night, Zhao's mansion.

"It's done?" Zhao Tai asked.

"Um."

Zhao Yan nodded and smiled, saying, "Before I went down the mountain, my master gave this sword talisman. It is said that it is a masterpiece worshipped by a ten-level galaxy sword cultivator in the sect. This sword talisman will burn on its own at midnight. It is so easy to kill a second-level martial artist? Moreover, once the sword talisman is burning, there will be no trace. No matter whether it succeeds or not, no one will suspect that our Zhao family is on the head. After all, when Lin Zhao's little bastard was beheaded with one sword, our Zhao family was all at home, and they didn't know it."

"good!"

Zhao Tai chuckled: "My sister is a god on the mountain, it's really extraordinary!"

"snort!"

Zhao Yan glanced at Zhao Tai and said, "Brother, if it weren't for Jin'er's face, I wouldn't have helped you. I followed Master up the mountain to practice and had long forgotten my identity in the world. This is also the last time I have helped the Zhao family. If you cause any trouble in the future, I will never interfere."

"Don't worry, sister, once Lin Zhao dies, our Zhao family will have no grudges on the back street."

...

Midnight.

Lin Zhao and Xiao Shitou were already asleep, and at the head of Lin Zhao's bed, the sword talisman was burning slowly at an invisible speed.

Lin Zhao, in a dream.

He dreamed of his father and mother. The feeling of family affection made him very familiar. Although he had suffered a brain injury and had forgotten what his parents looked like in the real world, he couldn't help but burst into tears when his parents called him "Xiao Zhao".

In the dream, seven-year-old Lin Zhao was still young and tired of crying. He sat on the tree stump in the yard and stared blankly at the stars in the sky.

"Dad."

"Mother."

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about it... Are you there... okay?"

The boy burst into tears again.

The boy looked up and saw a bright sword light falling from the sky, straight in a straight line. Then, a wild beast roar came from the door of the ancestral home. Then, a lion shining with golden light rose into the sky, dancing with his claws, fighting against the sword energy that was about to be cut down in the air.

...

The next morning, Lin Zhao got up.

When he took the basin to fetch water by the well, he heard people talking outside.

"What's going on? How could the lion at the door of the Lin family's house be like this..."

"Huh? It's strange. How fast is this knife? It can cut off the lion's head with one knife."

"Shh... Lin Zhao's child has been pitiful since he was a child. He died of his parents. Maybe he was cursed by God. The lion who is guarding the house should have blocked the disaster for him!"

"It's probably true. Lin Zhao's child... is not lucky. In fact, he is such a good child. In the past two years before Sister Qin left, this child was busy all the time. Oh... it's pitiful. Thanks to this child being smart since childhood, otherwise he wouldn't know where he starved to death."

...

Lin Zhao quickly went out, and the scene in front of him shocked him.

Dad left two stone lions, one of which was moved away by the army early, and the remaining one was no longer protected. The lion's head fell to the ground and was neatly cut off, with an incisive smooth cut.
Chapter completed!