The system is very abstract, fortunately I am also.

Chapter 379 Shan Qingzhen never expected that she would face such a calamity in the modern world after her death.

To be honest, Qin Jun felt that idioms could be used in a down-to-earth way, but not in a way that was considered "official."

Damn you.

To simply pull out a hand bone and claim it's a lifesaver—isn't that a bit too hellish?
No?

Qin Jun really wanted to ask which crematorium was responsible for burning the remains of Shan Qinglaodeng.
Mentioning the name is a warning, this is practically giving away a secret! A completely unscrupulous business! They must be taking kickbacks from hell! Otherwise, how could they do something like this?

However, Qin Jun was also somewhat relieved afterward.

At least the man in black stockings pulled out a hand bone, not a living human hand.

—Even he felt he needed to avoid confrontation for the time being, since he was just a hoodlum and didn't want to associate with murderers.

Since we're from different circles, it's best not to force ourselves to fit in.

Although this was the second time Zhao Nan had encountered the Black Silk Man today, he was just as shocked as Qin Jun.

Can we say she truly lives up to her title as the "Black Stocking Hero"?
Every move he makes is so unexpected and shocking.

Moreover, strictly speaking, the Hand Bone is even more eye-opening than the Flash Bull, since the Flash Bull flashes, while the Hand Bone is not a Flash Hand Bone.

Zhao Nan then felt somewhat confused.

If Xi Ling had such a superhero to maintain order, Zhao Nan felt that the future prospects and promotions of ordinary people would be bleak, with no end in sight.

Should I continue in this profession?
Since I don't have any tattoos yet, maybe... I should just go straight?

Zhao Nan actually wanted to get a tattoo. He thought tattoos were cool, stylish, and showed strength. However, the problem was that he was under 18. Several tattoo shops he went to required his parents to bring him and give their consent, otherwise they would refuse any of his tattoo requests.

Since the tattoo shop was so adamant, Zhao Nan could only tentatively ask her parents.

Then he was also given a tentative beating.

However, after much pleading and cajoling, her father finally relented.

"Nanzi, if you really want a tattoo, you can, but Dad can only agree to let you get a tattoo on your hemorrhoids. That way, if you don't want it anymore someday, you can have it cut off."

Otherwise, there's no point in discussing it.

Damn you.

My mother's.

Because this was all the concessions his father had made, his absolute bottom line, no matter how much he pleaded, he was only allowed to get the tattoo on his hemorrhoids, which led to Zhao Nan's plan to get a tattoo on a socialite falling through.

But at this moment, looking at the hand bone in Lin Li's hand, the black hair on his head, and the smile on his face, Zhao Nan felt somewhat grateful for her father's insistence back then.

After tonight, I'm retiring from this life!
Just be a good delinquent in school and try not to get involved in things in society.

Lin Li neither knew nor cared about Zhao Nan's inner thoughts at that moment. He simply held the bone in his hand gently and whispered to it:
"Grandpa Shanqing, touching you like this feels like you're still by my side, as if you haven't died..."

"It feels so good, it feels like we've gone back to the days when we fought side by side."

"Back then, the person wearing black stockings was you..."

Hearing these inhuman languages, and with only a few underlings standing there, he swallowed hard once more.

So, is there a lineage of the Black Silk Warriors?

Even more terrifying, there was actually more than one such being.

"Come on, everyone, let's officially begin tonight's conflict." After catching up with Bone, Lin Li poked his head out from behind the tree trunk, looking at all of Qin Jun's remaining underlings with a sinister smile, and laughed.

The underlings: "?"

Is tonight's incredible unfolding only just beginning?
Not finished yet?
Don't do it!
But Lin Li didn't give them time to think. The moment his words fell, he darted out from behind the tree like a ghost. With a leap, he superhumanly stepped onto the tree trunk beside him. Then, using his hands and feet, he climbed several meters upwards with the lightness and speed of a mummy.

"Damn! Where is he? What's he doing up in the tree?"

Kong Jingyun and the others only felt a blur before their eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared, so they hurriedly looked up.

Just as they looked up and their formation began to falter, Lin Li was already looking down from his high position.

He pushed off the tree trunk with both feet, using the recoil to send his body tracing a nimble arc through the air, aiming directly at the center of the crowd, and laughed:

"Because my Grandpa Shanqing is in heaven, I want to descend from the sky, as if I were really running towards you with Grandpa Shanqing!"

"Laoshan, I miss you!"

Kong Jingyun, Qin Jun, and the others: "?"

The wind howled, and the impact of the falling trees stirred up some dust.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Li instantly ducked and slid to the side, closing in with lightning speed and sweeping his leg at the lower body of the nearest henchman who hadn't fully reacted yet:
"Grandpa Shanqing was as brave as Wu Song when he was alive, so this move is called 'Grandpa Shanqing's Slide Tackle'!"

"Ugh!" The man lost his footing, his center of gravity was instantly disrupted, and he screamed as he fell to the side.

Almost at the same time, Lin Li held the bone in his left hand and made a symbolic gesture pointing it at the face of another henchman who was lunging at him.

The man instinctively leaned back to block, thus diverting his attention. However, he did not expect that Lin Li's true attack intention was downwards!

Lin Li twisted his hand sharply, the bone curving in a beautiful arc towards the opponent's groin:
"Grandpa Shanqing was very lonely after he died, so this move is called—'Lonely Grandpa Shanqing, Lonely and Desolate'!"

"puff--"

With a dull thud and a painful groan of shattered masculinity, the younger man arched his back like a shrimp, legs clamped together, his words slurred:
"Ahhh, my loneliness, my loneliness, I'm getting so lonely..."

Zhao Nan: "!"

Finally, the darkness was gone, and the scene before him was a pleasant surprise.

That face looks familiar! It looks so familiar!

The two-headed dragon also ravaged their chickens and eggs! It even poked their butts! How wicked!

Black Stockings Man is still the Black Stockings Man I remember!

"Mom, Mom, Mommy Mom!! All of you, come at me together!"

Kong Jingyun, who appeared to be a junior from Wa, called out to Lin Li as "Mom." Although she looked bewildered, she still forced herself to say it.

So, besides Qin Jun, the last two remaining underlings also pounced from the side.

Lin Li smiled slightly, advancing instead of retreating, turning his head to avoid Kong Jingyun's swing, but his shoulder slammed into her chest, followed by several heavy shoulder strikes, knocking her off her feet.
"Grandpa Shanqing once loved singing, dancing, rapping, and basketball for 2.5 years, so this move is called - Grandpa Shanji's Iron Mountain Lean!"

At the same time, Lin Li spun around like a top, using the staggered Kong Jingyun as his axis, and used the momentum to shake off the two hesitant men's grabs from the side. Simultaneously, he delivered a fierce elbow strike, landing squarely on the chin of one of the underlings who was trying to sneak up on him from behind.
"Grandpa Shanqing died a magnificent and heroic death; he was a true man. Therefore, this move is called—Grandpa Shanqing's No. 24 Elbow Strike!"

The person who was elbowed didn't even utter a sound; his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward, instantly eliminated.

The spin stopped, and Lin Li landed right in front of the underling he had knocked down, who was struggling to get up.

Without giving him any chance to get up, Lin Li raised his right leg high and stomped down cleanly and decisively!
"Grandpa Shanqing loves to play with tiles, so he's a tile-playing old man. That's why this move is called 'Grandpa Shanqing's Feet Go Numb'!"

"what!"

The sole of the shoe landed precisely on the opponent's supporting arm, reducing the force so as not to cause a fracture. However, the excruciating pain and the feeling of instantly losing the support of the arm were enough to make the opponent scream and collapse to the ground again, completely losing the ability to fight.

He casually pushed aside Kong Jingyun, who was already dizzy from being spun around, and taking advantage of the blind spot, quickly ran around to the last remaining henchman behind him and poked his bone into Pi Yanzi's skin.
"Grandpa Shanqing died of hemorrhoid cancer. In his memory, this procedure is called—Grandpa Shanqing's perianal digital examination!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Drums! My drums!" The other person lay on the ground, clutching their buttocks, as if their soul had ascended to a higher realm.

"call--"

"Grandpa Shanqing, as expected, with your help, victory is inevitable."

A real man never looks back at someone's backside (mainly because this one is a man; if it were a woman, she could look back depending on the situation). Lin Li stood still and casually made a hairpin.

Then, pointing his hand bone to Qin Jun, the only other person standing on this open space besides himself, Lin Li said softly:
"Grandpa Shanqing, he's the only one left. Soon, you can rest in peace."

Zhao Nan and the few other relatively sober spectators on the ground were dumbfounded, their mouths still agape.

In just under a minute, several more guys had appeared on the ground. Some of them were still groaning, while others were completely unconscious.

A look of shock and fear flashed across Zhao Nan's eyes.

That's too fast, it's incredibly fast.

Zhao Nan now strongly suspects that the Black Silk Man has practiced martial arts, and that he has practiced a practical fighting style.

His move just now was so fluid and graceful that it even had the aesthetic appeal of a martial arts scene in a movie—of course, there's a small caveat: we need to disregard the numerous lines of dialogue.

If any movie screenwriter could write the lines Lin Li just mentioned, I suggest they hold their premiere on a national highway.

The movements and techniques of the Black Silk Warrior are so impressive that even if an ordinary person could think of doing them, their physical abilities probably wouldn't be up to par, and they certainly couldn't achieve the same level of visual appeal.

The mere act of climbing the tree and then falling from the sky is enough to filter out 99% of the people.

It seems like Black Silk Hero held back quite a bit when dealing with his own group back then...

Unlike Zhao Nan, who was even feeling fortunate, Qin Jun felt helpless and passive, and took a step back as he looked at the smiling black-stockinged hero in front of him.

"If he doesn't appreciate our respect, then we'll beat him up together..."

Seeing this, Lin Li smiled and said to Qin Jun:
"Dude, you have three seconds to run, but... you might not be able to escape."

Qin Jun paused for a moment upon hearing the words he had spoken to the woman in black stockings not long ago, and then stopped retreating.

I can't beat him.

Like Zhao Nan, Qin Jun, who had clearly witnessed Lin Li's battle, quickly came to this conclusion.

But even if you can't beat them, you can't be a coward.

In particular, you can't be a coward in front of your underlings.

If I choose to run away, let alone whether I can escape given the opponent's strength, even if I do escape, my prestige among my underlings will be greatly reduced after avoiding another beating.

That's worse than getting a beating.

"Fuck your mother! I'm not running away! I'm not afraid of you!"

With this thought in mind, Qin Jun hardened his heart, gripped the iron rod in his hand, shook it, and charged towards Lin Li with a ferocious roar.

Seeing this, Lin Li smiled with surprise but approval, shook the bones in his hand, and charged forward without dodging or avoiding.
"Very good! Come on! This is the last one, so this move is called—Grandpa Shan Qing's Requiem!" "Ahhh—"

"Ah-"

The two shouted and swung their sticks at each other as if they were mirror images, as if they wanted to break all laws with brute force!
Zhao Nan didn't dare to breathe loudly, and even started biting her fingernails, her eyes full of anticipation!
At such a wonderful moment, it would be perfect if there were steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, roast pork, roast duck... and other such delicacies to enjoy.

Iron rods and hand bones clashed and collided under the moonlight!
"Crack!"

However, there was no stalemate or struggle as expected, nor any sparks flew, to the astonishment of Qin Jun and Zhao Nan—

My hand bones are broken.

The two shattered pieces of the hand bone, the end furthest from Lin Li's hand, arced through the air before landing on the ground after Qin Jun's strike.

silence.

For a moment, neither Lin Li nor Qin Jun made any further moves.

"I won?"

Qin Jun froze on the spot, staring in disbelief at his iron rod and the broken bones in the distance. He then looked around and spotted the audience member Zhao Nan, raising his voice as if he were Fan Jin passing the imperial examination:
"I won? Holy crap? I won!"

Zhao Nan did not agree. He was somewhat regretful, his gaze following the half-severed hand bone on the ground.

How could this be?
Black Silk Hero shouldn't have lost this duel! Could it be that Qin Jun is actually the main character of the movie?

Even the Black Silk Heroes are charging in with family ties? How can they possibly lose?
Damn it! Who wrote this movie plot? The director and screenwriter should just come to the national highway for the premiere.

"Mountain! Green! Grandpa! Grandpa!"

A heart-wrenching roar echoed in the open space, drowning out Qin Jun's joy.

Lin Li suddenly rushed towards the broken bone.

He trembled as he held up the broken bones, his voice already choked with sobs:
"Why... why did Requiem have to be the one to go wrong..."

"Grandpa Shanqing, has your soul not yet found peace...?"

"For things like this, tonics..."

Seeing Lin Li's retreating figure kneeling on the ground, wailing with dejection and despair, Qin Jun, who had been showing off to the person on the ground, was first stunned, then gripped the steel rod in his hand, held his breath and walked towards Lin Li's retreating figure.

His eyes were filled with excitement.

Great opportunity! A really great opportunity!

"Black Silk Hero! Qin Jun is going to ambush you!" Zhao Nan hurriedly warned upon seeing this, and even when she saw Qin Jun's fierce gaze as he turned around, she still couldn't stop talking.

However, the man in black silk seemed not to hear him and continued to sob while holding his hand bone.

Seeing this, Qin Jun ignored Zhao Nan and continued to cautiously step forward.

revenge!

"Black Stockings Hero! Wake up! Stop dwelling on the past!"

"Cheer up! Grandpa Shanqing wouldn't want to see you like this!"

Zhao Nan shouted until she was hoarse.

He now feels as if he has returned to the moment when he was a child and saw Ultraman Tiga being petrified.

Back then, Zhao Nan wished she could lend her own light to Ultraman Tiga. Now, Zhao Nan wishes she could lend the Black Silk Man her treasured collection of unwashed, un-washed, sealed black stockings from a 30-kilometer hike.

He didn't want to see Black Silk Warrior perish like this.

However, it seemed that all efforts were in vain, and the Black Silk Man remained unresponsive.

Qin Jun approached step by step, looking at Lin Li who showed no reaction. After getting close, he grinned and raised the iron rod, ready to crack open the head of this lunatic!
"oi, you don't want to swing it down."

However, out of the blue, at this moment, the black-stockinged heroine, who had her back to Qin Jun, suddenly whispered.

Qin Jun shuddered in shock, and actually dared not swing down, taking two steps back with a wary expression.

Lin Li stood up and turned his head.

Underneath the black stockings, Qin Jun couldn't quite make out his expression, but he could clearly see two streams of tears streaming down his face.

—It was a real jet of water, just like in the animation, forming curved columns of water. A normal human being couldn't cry like that.

So it looks very strange.

And in the other person's voice, there was no longer any sobbing, only a faint sadness.

"Qin Jun, you think this is good news for you, right?"

Lin Li chuckled softly and said slowly:
"But Qin Jun, have you ever considered that if the 'Requiem' fails and Grandpa Shan Qing doesn't rest in peace, where is his soul now?"

Qin Jun: "?"

"Grandpa Shanqing," Lin Li tossed aside the broken bone in his hand, his tears stopped, and looked at Qin Jun with a half-laugh, half-crying expression: "I understand."

Then, Lin Li reached behind him into the backpack, which looked deflated after the urn had been removed.

He rummaged around.

"Shh-"

The celestial maiden scattered flowers, but this time, Lin Li didn't scatter ashes, but rather paper money and ghost money filling the sky.

"Whoosh-"

"Whoosh-"

Just then, a strong night wind suddenly arose, rustling the leaves and sending the paper money flying everywhere, but it didn't fall to the ground!

Qin Jun: "?"

Lin Li looked up and saw this scene, his voice carrying a hint of amusement: "Grandpa Shanqing, you really are still here?"

Is this your farewell performance?

"Alright, let's deal with him together. Afterwards, you must rest in peace, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, amidst a flurry of paper money and feathers, Lin Li slowly walked towards Qin Jun, step by step.

"Clang-"

Qin Jun dropped the iron rod in his hand. He looked at Lin Li, who was surrounded by paper money, with a terrified expression.

You bring your soul bone to fight? Fine, you're awesome, Qin Jun admits it.

But you're still wearing spirit rings?

Damn it, Qin Jun wondered if he was some kind of villainous supporting character in Douluo Continent?

There's really no need for ordinary people like us to fight like this...

As the footsteps became clearer as they drew closer, Qin Jun, though unarmed, overcame his fear and frantically began rummaging through his clothes, finally pulling out a cross necklace.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer! Jesus! God! Jehovah! Hong Xiuquan! Back! Back! Back!"

However, the cross was ineffective; instead, a piece of paper money flew over and wrapped around it.

As if it was a provocation.

For a moment longer, Qin Jun felt a strange fear; his pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw the paper money fluttering around him, some of which were already sparking and burning!

Will-o'-the-wisp!?
Screw materialism!

"Help! Help! Help!" Qin Jun retreated in terror, pleading for help, "I have connections in the underworld too! Grandfather? Grandfather, are you there! Save me! Where is Grandmother?"

Where are my spirit rings?!

"Ouch!"

"Holy crap! It's so heavy!"

Because he was backing away without looking where he was going, Qin Jun tripped over Zhao Nan on the ground and fell on top of her, causing both of them to gasp in surprise.

"No! Don't come any closer!" Qin Jun, who was unable to move after falling, cried out in terror as Lin Li approached. "I surrender! I was wrong! Brother! Hero! I beg for mercy!"

Lin stood still in front of the two.

After a moment of silence, Lin Li raised an eyebrow and said softly, "What, Grandpa Shan Qing, you want his body?"

Qin Jun and Zhao Nan: "?"

Zhao Nan almost peed his pants when he heard this, but calmed down a bit after realizing that Lin Li wasn't looking at him, but at Qin Jun.

It's so scary.

Could you please just say my name next time?

Fortunately, I managed to hold back.

However, why do I still feel my pants are wet even though I held back from urinating?
Zhao Nan looked down, first at her own wet pants, then at Qin Jun's wet pants, and finally at his gushing crotch.

Oh, I think I managed to hold back, but someone else couldn't. No wonder.

"..."

"..."

and many more.

Zhao Nan: "(；☉_☉)?"

"Fuck you! Qin Jun! Don't you dare pee on me!!!"

(End of this chapter)