Laughing at the Heavens: From Flying Knife Skills to Shattering the Void

Chapter 17: The Pursuers Are Here! (Please Read)

Changfu Town.

It is more than a hundred miles away from Fuzhou Prefecture.

The town is bustling with people and merchants, and many people will rest here.

Lin Ping'an and Mrs. Wang are not out of place.

The two men led the horses as if nothing had happened.

"Stepmother, it looks like we have to rest here tonight."

Lin Pingan found an inn and said.

"Alright."

Mrs. Wang nodded. It had been five or six hours since she left Fuzhou Prefecture. She had not eaten a single grain of rice and was already exhausted.

The two of them went up to the second floor and found a seat facing the street, from where they could see the straight street and everyone entering the town.

Lin Ping'an took out a piece of silver from his pocket.

This is the reward I received last time.

I didn't expect that the cooperation with Qingcheng Sect would not bring business, but disaster of extermination of the whole family. This money is really ironic.

"Waiter, serve us a few dishes, a pot of tea, and prepare a guest room."

Lin Pingan said calmly.

"Please wait a moment, sir. I will be right there."

The waiter happily took the silver and ran downstairs.

"Stepmother, it seems we have to rest here for a night. We should prepare more dry food and set out tomorrow. We will follow the path you mentioned."

Lin Pingan arranged.

"Well, let's do as you say. Thanks to you this time, otherwise my husband and I, as well as Pingzhi's family of three, would have fallen into Yu Canghai's hands."

Mrs. Wang said gratefully.

"What are you talking about, stepmother? There is no difference between us."

Soon, two dishes and a soup were served. The two of them hurriedly finished their meal and went to the room to rest.

After all, if you show your face in public, you will be easily discovered when the people from Qingcheng Sect arrive, and another fight is inevitable.

"Mom, we are not safe yet, and we don't have enough money, so I only booked one room. If anything happens, we can help you."

After returning to the room, Lin Ping'an said apologetically without waiting for Mrs. Wang to speak.

"It's nothing. We are all children of the Jianghu. Besides, you call me foster mother, so you are half my son."

Mrs. Wang shook her head. Although it was awkward to have one bed in one room, especially when she thought about what had happened on horseback before, there was nothing she could do now.

"Stepmother, you can rest assured. I can just sleep on the floor."

Lin Pingan said immediately.

"Nothing, but are you used to it? If not, I'll go meditate for a night..."

Mrs. Wang hesitated.

"It's okay. I'll continue practicing throwing knives tonight. You can just rest assured and have a good rest."

Lin Pingan shook his head.

"That's fine."

Mrs. Wang nodded slightly when she heard this.

At this time, Lin Ping'an came to the table and took out the throwing knives from his waist one by one.

There were a total of twenty-five throwing knives stuck on his waist, but now there are only fifteen left.

The others remained on the enemy's body during the fight and could not be recovered.

"pity……"

Seeing the only fifteen flying knives left, Lin Ping'an also felt a pang of pain.

The only thing he can rely on now is his unique skill of flying knives. Without his flying knives, it would be like a tiger without its claws.

"Are there not enough flying knives?"

Mrs. Wang naturally also saw the flying knife on the table.

"It seems that I can only go to this town to see where I can buy it."

Lin Ping'an sighed softly, but he was short of money.

Because he left with Lin Zhennan and Mrs. Wang, when Lin Zhennan divided the property, there was no share for him.

Mrs. Wang also discovered Lin Ping'an's predicament. After all, she was the one who brought him back and knew his financial situation best.

Mrs. Wang searched her body, feeling a little embarrassed. She naturally packed up her gold and silver jewelry, but she was surrounded by the Qingcheng Sect and had to leave everything behind.

I have no money now.

"Ugh!"

Mrs. Wang sighed softly and felt a little regretful.

She should have some silver on her.

At this moment, Mrs. Wang's gaze fell on her gold bracelet and her eyes lit up.

"Ping An, we will need money a lot along the way, so you can pawn this bracelet."

Mrs. Wang took off the bracelet and placed it in Lin Ping'an's palm.

"How is this possible?"

Lin Ping'an immediately shook his head, "This is a gift from the chief escort, how can I..."

"This is my dowry."

"Then I can't bear it even more."

Lin Ping'an immediately refused, but Madam Wang pushed his finger back and said, "Take it. If you lose your life, what's the use of these worldly possessions?"

"I understand."

Lin Ping'an took a deep breath and stopped refusing.

He put away the flying knife, then stood up and went downstairs.

After asking around, he first went to a pawn shop and pawned the bracelet, but it was a live pawn, with the agreement that it would be redeemed within a year.

Although it is not as much as the silver from pawning, it is still enough for thirty taels.

Enough for an average family of three to spend in a year.

Then Lin Ping'an found the blacksmith shop after asking around.

There are many people from the martial arts world coming and going here, so there are many weapons made in the blacksmith shop.

"You want a flying knife?"

Hearing Lin Ping'an's request, a sturdy man with thick arms came over and said in a muffled voice: "I do have flying knives, but not many people use them. I haven't made new ones recently. There are only ten of them here. The knife is three feet and four points long and weighs three taels and four coins. If you don't have enough or feel it's not suitable, I can make it according to your requirements, but it will take two days before you can pick it up."

"Ten is ten, how much silver is it?"

Lin Ping'an didn't have time to wait for two days, so he spoke directly.

"Ten taels of silver."

"So expensive?"

Lin Pingan raised his eyebrows and said in a lost voice.

He didn't think that the flying knife he took out from the Lin family warehouse was worth only one or two taels of silver.

"Little brother, I'm honest here. The flying knives I make are all made of top-grade iron. They are not comparable to ordinary flying knives."

The big man took out the flying knife and said carelessly: "Brother, you can compare it yourself to see if I am lying."

Lin Ping'an pulled out a handful, weighed it, and had no expression on his face.

This flying knife is similar in style to the one he is using now, also with a single-sided blade, but the back of the knife is slightly thicker, the blade is two inches longer, and there is also a round hole on the handle.

Although it was heavier and longer than the one he was using now, it was definitely not worth the price.

Lin Ping'an wanted to bargain, but then he heard a voice with a Sichuan accent coming from behind.

"Whether they are going to Luoyang or Hengshan, they must pass this road. If we split up and ask around, we will definitely be able to find their whereabouts."

"Okay, you go ask over there, I'll go over here. Senior Brother Yu was killed, and Master is angry. He has issued a death order. If we can't catch him, we'll punish him according to the sect rules."

"Brother Hou and the others will be here soon. We'd better find some clues."

"Have you ever seen a man and a woman, the man is young and the woman is older, a mother and son?"

The people behind him had already started asking around.

Lin Ping'an looked back and immediately saw a familiar outfit.

He wore a short blue robe on the upper body and a straw raincoat on the lower body.

He is from the Qingcheng Sect.

Lin Pingan turned his head calmly and threw out a silver ingot, "I want the thing."

"Okay, sir, take care."

The sturdy man happily took the silver and handed the flying knife to Lin Ping'an. Lin Ping'an put the flying knife in his arms, turned around and went back to the inn.

(End of this chapter)