"This old man is so awesome?" This was Lin Shang's first idea.

"I'm just afraid I can't convince him..." This was Lin Shang's second idea.

People have likes and dislikes. If they do not waver in fame and fortune or power, it will become extremely difficult to reverse certain emotions.

To put it bluntly, I'm happy, you can't control it.

"Brother Lin San!"

"Brother Lin San?" Zhao San still shouted.

Lin Shang came back to his senses and smiled.

Zhao San continued: "Today, brothers Lin San might as well go back first, and leave a address. If the Master's tone changes, I will go and find you."

Lin Shang thought about it and nodded, "So, please!"

This Li Luru and Master Li are old friends of General Lin Xi. The two have a dispute over ideas. If they are persuasive by pestering each other, they can be convinced.

It wouldn't be that Lin Jie people were dead, and Master Li was still holding on like this.

On the way back, Lin Shang kept thinking about the issues mentioned by Zhao San before.

Regarding the pensions of the families of the fallen soldiers, and about the subsidies that should have belonged to them.

In the past, Lin Zhi was pressed down, and even corrupt officials dared to reach out.

Now that Lin Xi is gone, I am afraid that the pension will be difficult to implement.

"Lin Zhi is gone, I am still here. I am holding the lives of these people on my shoulders. Their family is my family!" Lin Shang secretly encouraged himself. At this moment, he thought of Xu Tu and Xu Tu's mother.

Deep in my heart, isn’t there a surge of urgency?

He must be stronger, stronger!

Only in this way can we leave Shangyang City and cross the mountains, rivers and rivers without any restraint.

Go to meet those who should have met early and do something that he should have done.

Suddenly, the public car stopped.

Lin Shang turned his head again and suddenly found that all the passengers who were originally traveling with him had disappeared.

A rich black smoke filled the empty carriage.

Some strange sounds gathered from all directions towards the carriage.

Lin Shang held two pieces of bacon and kicked open the car door with his feet.

Outside the carriage, the coachman who was driving and the horse who pulled the carriage disappeared.

The surrounding streets seem empty and dead.

In the sky above, there were circling crows, and the road under the carriage was covered with bloody mud.

Broken, dark, gray, and bleak... This is everything Lin Shang saw in his eyes.

Looking into the distance, the Jiutian Xuanque Tower, which should have been just built, has collapsed, and the remaining half has hung there weakly, becoming the most conspicuous sign in the ruins.

The cold wind blew up the dead grass on the roadside, and what was vaguely visible was the thick white bones exposed under the dilapidated eaves.

Death!

Death!

Die quickly!

You are living a misfortune, you are sin, you are evil, you are the culprit that causes all this.

As long as you die, none of this will happen.

As long as you die...you die!

Such a voice suddenly echoed in Lin Shang's mind.

It is hypnotizing and paralyzing Lin Shang's spirit, allowing him to deny himself.

Of course, Lin Shang knew that he was caught.

But it seemed like I was drunk and could not control my body at all.

There is a deviation between the body and the soul and cannot be synchronized.

He stretched out his hand and then grabbed his neck hard.

As long as he exerts force harder, his neck will be twisted by himself.

The people who took action against Lin Shang were very clear about the flaws of the Ant Forest Army soldiers.

Because of the existence of a contract treasure, when the soldiers of the Ant Forest Army are forced to a desperate situation, a terrible "afterglow" can burst out. As the last person of the Ant Forest Army, if the Lin Shang explodes, he will have the power to tear the sky apart in an instant.

However, such strength does not belong entirely to him.

Therefore, the relative fragility of the soldiers of the Ant Forest Army in their consciousness and soul cannot be ignored.

Compared with the evil tricks behind the frontal competition, illusions, curses, etc., it has relatively miraculous effects on the Ant Forest Army soldiers.

Not that this is their truly unsolvable weakness.

In fact, among the same level, the Ant Forest Army soldiers are not low in resistance in this regard.

However, relatively speaking, it will be more likely to be compromised.

At this time, the situation of the forest merchant had reached an extremely dangerous moment.

At this moment, Lin Shang felt a hot and hot thing gushing out of his arms.

In an instant, a piece of paper with a violent white light flew out from his arms.

The words on the paper flow with an unspeakable charm, and each word is like a sword, tearing apart this false illusion.

Wherever the white light passed, the built scenes melted and collapsed one after another.

Finally, all the white light gathered in one place and turned into an arrow of words, chasing in a certain direction and flew over.

Bang!

It's like a mirror that binds the image, suddenly broken.

When Lin Shang came to his senses, the man was still sitting in the carriage, and there were still people watching him curiously.

The carriage is still driving fast.

Everything seemed to have never happened.

Lin Shang subconsciously touched his chest.

The tribute that was placed there was still a little hot at this moment.

Outside Shangyang City, in a Taoist temple on the west Yaoshan Mountain in the city, a half-bad old Taoist in a black Taoist robe vomited a mouthful of blood.

There was also a white sharp arrow in his heart.

"Great Confucianism! Li Luru! How dare you...Puff!" The old Taoist was so angry that he vomited another mouthful of blood, and then completely fainted.

In the Dharma Hall, there are not only black flags, props for various practices, but also several corpses of babies, a token containing special luck, and several hairs of Lin Shang, which are wrapped around a black and red wooden man.

A moment later, a young Taoist priest suddenly looked in.

When he saw the old Taoist priest who fainted, he hurriedly wanted to help him.

But he suddenly stopped and thought of something, his face was filled with hideousness and evil.

He gritted his teeth and took out a magic weapon similar to a dagger from his arms, and pierced it directly from the Baihui acupoint on the head of the old Taoist priest.

Then he put away the flags, magic bells, magic ropes, tokens and other items on the table, and then stole a secret book from a box, turned around and ran away.

At the same time, Lin Shang in the carriage naturally could not have imagined the scene that happened in a small Taoist temple on Yaoshan.

He just pressed his chest with gratitude.

"It seems that after I exposed my certain strength, some people can't sit still and want my life."

"Even if I die at this storm, it will definitely cause a storm, but they will not care about it!" Lin Shangxin thought.

Although he walked in front of the gates of hell, Lin Shang was not afraid, but only had a deeper and more intense fighting spirit.

Those who want to kill him will not let him go just because he honestly and does nothing.

Since that's the case, why should he look forward and be timid?
Chapter completed!