Reborn as Lin Pingzhi, starting from escorting Daiyu to the capital.

Chapter 83 Zhao Min's Appearance

Lin Pingzhi never imagined that he would find himself in such a predicament.

This is a wondrous state that is difficult to describe.

It was as if my soul had left my body, and I was completely one with the world, without any distinction between us.

The world around me was in a state of chaos and undifferentiated, with no outside and no inside, no person and no self.

He stared at the three large characters "Tai Xuan Jing" on the wall and felt a faint connection to the depths of his soul.

In this competition, his internal strength did not improve, but his mental strength was greatly enhanced.

He could even vaguely sense the emotional fluctuations of those around him.

Xiang Wentian stood before him, his face filled with disbelief and shock.

Not far away, Ren Yingying struggled to her feet, staring blankly at the broken string, her expression shifting between joy and sorrow.

Lin Daiyu looked at him with surprise and delight, her eyes thoughtful.

Su Xinghe stared blankly at the writing on the wall, his right hand unconsciously gesturing for his name.

The Jin Dao Village group stared in disbelief at what they were seeing.

Little Xuelong danced with excitement, his hands and feet gesturing wildly.

but.

All of this was broken by a sudden sound:

"Young镖头 (Young镖头) has beautiful handwriting!"

Although the speaker was dressed like a young master, Lin Pingzhi could tell at a glance that she was actually a woman.

This was not only because he was skilled in disguise, but also because the strange feeling he had just experienced gave him an extraordinary insight into everything around him.

Looking at the young man before them, everyone felt he was even more handsome than Lin Pingzhi, and couldn't help but marvel inwardly.

"When did another handsome young man emerge in Kaifeng?"

Behind the young man were two tall, thin old men, and further behind them were eight burly men dressed as hunters.

Each of them carried a sword at their waist, a bow and arrows on their back, and five or six hunting falcons with black feathers and sharp talons. They were extremely handsome and clearly no ordinary people.

Just then.

The shop assistant who had been lying on the ground suddenly sprang to his feet, knelt down before the young man, and said respectfully:

"Greetings, young master."

The Jin Dao Village group was taken aback before realizing that the shop assistant was actually the young master's subordinate and had only been faking his death.

The young master nodded and slowly walked in. Everyone smelled a faint fragrance and thought: This young man smells very much like rouge.

The young master looked at Xiang Wentian and said:

"I've heard that the former leader of the Demonic Sect, Ren Woxing, held Xiang Zuoshi in high regard. If Leader Ren knew that Xiang Zuoshi was still serving Dongfang Bubai, I wonder what he would think?"

Xiang Wentian had just recovered from his defeat when he was shocked to see that this young master knew his identity so clearly.

The young master looked at Ren Yingying again and said:

"Miss Ren is beautiful, and her piano playing is superb. Their harmonious performance just now was truly enviable. However, I wonder if Miss Ren has already found the whereabouts of your father, Ren Woxing?"

What!

When everyone heard that this frail little girl was actually Ren Woxing's daughter, they were all dumbfounded and incredulous.

Ren Yingying was about to retort, but found that she had suffered internal injuries and could not speak for a moment. She could only glare at the young master.

The young master then looked at Su Xinghe and said:

"Mr. Congbian, you've been pretending to be deaf and dumb all these years, it must have been really tough. But the intricate chess game has finally been broken, congratulations!"

Su Xinghe finally came to his senses and said, "It is fate, young master, you flatter me."

The young master looked at Jia Yucun again and said:

"I heard that Mr. Jia had been retired and was staying at home. I wonder what brings him to the capital this time?"

Jia Yucun remained upright and ignored the young master.

Anyway, he already knew that Lin Pingzhi would be there for him even if the sky fell.

The young master revealed the identities of Cui, Bai Er, Chen Qi, and others.

Bai Er, Chen Qi, and the others showed joy when they saw that the young master had heard of their names.

But then he realized something was wrong. The other party knew the Fuwei Escort Agency too well, even knowing about someone as lowly as himself. Clearly, they had come prepared.

If it's well-intentioned, that's fine; but if it's malicious...

The young master walked up to Lin Daiyu, examined her carefully, and finally spoke:

"I've heard that the one who solved the Intricate Chess Puzzle was a brilliant and talented individual; seeing him today, his brilliance is even more remarkable. Miss Lin, how did your trip to the capital go?"

A flash of surprise crossed Lin Daiyu's face, and she replied:

"Thank you for your concern, young master. Everything is going well."

The young master continued walking, came to the little snow dragon's side, stroked its mane, and exclaimed in admiration:

"This must be the... um... the white horse that killed Yun Zhonghe. Seeing it today, it is indeed extraordinary."

The little snow dragon clearly enjoyed the praise, frequently flicking its mane and exhaling hot air from its nostrils.

After listening to the young master's introduction, the people of Golden Knife Stronghold were once again dumbfounded:

"What kind of people have I gotten myself into trouble with?"

Seeing the young master walk towards An Fengri and the others, the people of Jin Dao Village couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

Unexpectedly, the young master's expression was different from before, and he said calmly:

"What kind of place is Golden Knife Stronghold? How dare you lay a finger on the Black Iron Token?"

This person really did come for the Black Iron Token!

The people of Jin Dao Village were first surprised, then furious.

This young master clearly looks down on Golden Knife Stronghold.

Daoist Yuancheng was the most irritable, and he cursed loudly:

"And who are you to interfere in the affairs of Golden Knife Stronghold?"

No sooner had he spoken than an old man behind the young master suddenly sprang up, unleashing a silent palm strike to his chest without any prior warning.

Yuan Cheng Daoist was utterly horrified and had no time to defend himself. With a loud bang, his body flew backward.

My chest felt like it was churning with blood and qi, and I felt a bone-chilling cold.

"Third Chieftain!"

The people of Jin Dao Village shouted, but they saw that Daoist Yuan Cheng was grinding his teeth, looking extremely painful.

Second Chief Feng Zhenwu had already rushed to Yuan Cheng Daoist's side, continuously channeling his internal energy into him, but to no avail.

"Who exactly is this old man? Why have I never heard of him before?"

An Fengri was utterly shocked upon seeing this.

Judging from his performance just now, this old man is clearly a first-class master, yet I have never heard of him before.

Knowing that Yuan Cheng Daoist's life was already in the other party's hands, he had no choice but to suppress his anger and swallow his pride, saying:

"I am An Fengri, the chieftain of Golden Knife Stronghold. May I ask your esteemed name, young master?"

Unexpectedly, the young master ignored him and turned to walk towards Lin Pingzhi.

An Fengri stood awkwardly in place, seeing the two old men staring at him menacingly, but dared not make a move.

The young master looked at Lin Pingzhi and said:

"Lin Pingzhi of Fuwei Escort Agency is skilled in the family's Seventy-Two Styles of Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, Songshan School's Frost True Qi, and the Western Regions' unique Flame Blade."

He once killed the lecherous thief Tian Boguang, rescued an unnamed baby, killed a warrior from the Western Xia First-Class Hall, fought Duan Yanqing and Ding Chunqiu alone, and became sworn brothers with Qiao Feng, the former leader of the Beggars' Clan.

"Young Master Escort, am I wrong?"

Lin Pingzhi calmly replied, "What you say, young master, is generally correct."

The young master seized upon his grammatical error, saying, "Generally correct, does that mean my information was wrong?"

Lin Pingzhi said, "That's right."

The young nobleman asked, "Where have I gone wrong?"

Lin Pingzhi said calmly, "I know far more than just this much."

The young master laughed and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, the young镖头 (bodyguard/escort) is quite talented."

He became increasingly surprised after he ordered people to collect information about Lin Pingzhi.

How could an eighteen-year-old boy possess such profound inner strength and have mastered so many unique skills?

Qiao Feng was raised by both the Shaolin and Beggars' Sects from a young age, which was fine, but Lin Pingzhi had no extraordinary encounters and was still so young.

The young master, having suffered a minor loss, was somewhat unconvinced and asked:

"I've heard that the young镖头 (bodyguard/escort) is extremely well-informed and knows everything. Does the young镖头 know my identity?"