Gou Zai Xianwu Wenjing Search for Opportunities

The longer he held her hand, the stronger the chill emanating from his third daughter-in-law became.

Strangely, the vengeful spirit of the third daughter-in-law did not seek refuge in Lin Yuan; instead, it kept stimulating his hands and arms, trying to make him let go.

Fortunately, Lin Yuan is now a martial artist with strong blood and energy, and he was able to resist the chill. He not only held on to her tightly, but also gripped her even tighter.

Lin Yuan was afraid that the Yin spirit he had obtained would escape, so he quickly closed his eyes and quietly observed his sea of ​​consciousness, where a mirror was floating.

He tried calling to the mirror to get it to work.

They're all running onto me, why aren't they working?

Whether it was the call from his heart that had an effect, or the intrusion of the evil spirit that triggered the mirror, the mirror actually shone with light and absorbed all the coldness from his right arm.

This time the inhalation lasted much longer than usual.

Fortunately, the mirror was successfully sucked in, and the fog on the mirror surface cleared up, revealing a child who looked about eight or nine years old. He was dark-skinned and thin, with big eyes, and was curiously looking around.

It was indeed Da Mao!

Lin Yuan was surprised to find it was him, but he still resisted the urge to ask Guan Jing on the spot.

The chill in his right arm vanished, and he immediately opened his eyes, only to see his elder brother pulling him back: "Erlu, let go!"

Lin Yuan smiled at his older brother: "It's nothing!"

At the same time, he mobilized his qi and blood throughout his body, and with all his might, he lifted her up with his right arm.

The crowd at the dock, who were already watching, couldn't help but gasp in surprise at what they saw.

"This man has incredible arm strength!"

"Wow, impressive arm strength!" the man who had just touched the third daughter-in-law exclaimed in surprise.

At this moment, Foreman Wu squeezed out of the crowd and came to the front to watch: "He is a martial artist, so naturally he has great arm strength."

"A martial artist? No wonder!"

"..."

Lin Yuan ignored the crowd and placed the person on the ground.

Several experienced men nearby, seeing that the two were alright, immediately patted and pressed on the third daughter-in-law's back, and she immediately spat out some water and quickly resumed breathing.

Lin Yuan immediately took out a few pieces of silver from his pocket and placed them in her hand. Then he cupped his hands in greeting to the surroundings before leaving with his elder brother.

"Young man, your righteousness is truly admirable!"

"A timely help!"

"Such poise! ​​Whose son is this?" A lean man walked up from the back of the crowd and suddenly asked.

"See Lin Dalv? They are brothers. The taller one is his younger brother, Lin Erlv. They are members of the Lin clan in Xiawei Village," said Uncle Lin Wu.

"Shimoo Village? Warriors?" The lean man asked with slight surprise.

"What, you look down on the Lin family?"

"This is the first time I've heard of it. It's quite rare!" the lean man said casually.

"He's skilled in both literature and martial arts, and has been intelligent since childhood..." Uncle Lin was halfway through his sentence when Foreman Wu ran over and called out, "Chi Jingang?"

Uncle Lin glanced at Wu Jingang. He had heard of the name before, but this was the first time he had met him, so he immediately shrank back and remained silent.

Wu Jingang nodded to him and said, "Continue speaking. If you do well, you'll be rewarded!"

……

Lin Yuan exchanged a few words with his elder brother, and then they went their separate ways.

Back at the Hu family home, in Hu Cai's courtyard, there was a latrine.

Lin Yuan arrived at the old pit as always. This pit was only used by him and Hu Cai and a few others. It was clean and had little odor because there were few people.

Looking in the mirror with his eyes closed, Lin Damao was still reflected in it.

Lin Yuan remained silent for a moment. Lin Damao was just a teenager, so he probably didn't have any special opportunities. He didn't have any expectations and just treated it as a test.

So he casually asked, "Mirror, show me Lin Damao's past!"

The mirror reflects the ever-changing clouds, presented from Lin Damao's first-person perspective:

Lin Damao had been riding his bamboo horse around the village since he could remember, always laughing like an idiot. His parents doted on him, as did his grandparents.

One day, the family started going hungry. He would often sneak into the kitchen to steal food, and there was always something to eat.

This autumn and winter, many people in the village contracted the disease. His parents wouldn't let him go out to play. At first, he stayed obediently in the house, but after a while, he got bored and one day his friends from the village came to call him, so he secretly ran out.

When he returned home, his parents beat him in a mixed doubles match. That night, he contracted an epidemic. His parents borrowed money to buy medicine for him, but his condition did not improve.

He was quite happy because he had delicious food every day during the days he was sick.

Seeing his parents heartbroken, he felt a pang of guilt.

He was terrified and reluctant to leave his illness as it worsened.

Finally, his vision went black.

That's it? Such a short life?

Lin Yuan thought to himself, "Just as I thought," and was about to casually ask the last question.

Suddenly, the image in the mirror flickered and changed to a new scene. A longevity lock appeared in the mirror. It was small and not very big. Its surface was covered with green rust. It was a copper lock.

Soon, Lin Damao's perspective seemed to merge with the copper lock, his field of vision became very narrow, very dark, blurry and unclear, and he could not see or hear anything clearly.

Lin Damao could only sense the changes around him, but they weren't real; the images and sounds were blurry.

Fortunately, some of Lin Damao's thoughts could be conveyed.

Lin San'er hung the copper lock around her neck, and her life returned to normal.

Lin Damao could also sense Lin San'er's words and actions, though somewhat vaguely; the blurry images were all of his father, Lin San'er.

My father worked during the day and was awakened by my mother's crying at night, so he was in a daze all day.

One day, while carrying a bag, my father accidentally slipped and fell into the Lishui River.

Knowing he couldn't afford to pay for the rice, the father clung to it desperately, sinking deeper and deeper into the water, yet he continued to struggle relentlessly.

Lin Damao sensed his father's strong expectations and longed to help him, so he desperately used all the power at his disposal.

As the father struggled, he felt the rice bag suddenly lighten, and his body also felt lighter, as if a buoyant force was lifting him and the rice bag up. He struggled desperately to float to the surface.

Several men came to rescue the father, and he finally managed to pull the rice bag ashore.

In an instant, Lin Damao's senses went completely black.

The scene in the mirror changes again:

Lin Damao was awakened from his deep sleep by his father's call; he was in the water again.

He sensed his father's strong determination and instinctively used all his strength to help his father break free from those evil people.

They sank together, sinking to the bottom of the water.

The riverbed was dark, from which grew jet-black streaks, as wild as hair, quickly entangled and bound them, before pulling them into the underwater cave.

The cave was pitch black; nothing could be seen or heard.

As his father gradually lost consciousness and stopped conveying emotional perceptions to him, Lin Damao's perception also began to shrink, eventually becoming a single dot before going completely black.

The scene in the mirror changes again:

This was a stone chamber. A blurry figure lifted him up, speaking in a muffled voice: "Interesting, interesting, quite a promising talent! A spirit is born of nature, a stroke of genius. Waterweed, you did well this time, this is your reward."

After saying that, he threw a black dot at the black bar.

The black bar instantly swallowed the black dot, thrashing wildly and emitting a human voice: "Thank you, Master."

Then the blurry figure began to chant in a blurry voice, muttering to itself, which was indistinct. As the chanting continued, Lin Damao felt himself sinking into endless pain.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Damao regained his vision, able to perceive farther, see more clearly, and hear more clearly than before.

Suddenly, a force lifted him up.

"From this day forward, your name will be Copper Lock, and I will be your master!"

"Master!" Unable to bear the pain, he chose to obey.

"Waterweed, keep an eye on him, don't let him get out!"

"Yes, Master." The black bar swayed wildly.

Lin Damao's senses went completely black in an instant.

The scene in the mirror changes again:

Lin Damao was awakened by a familiar voice. It was pitch black all around. He followed the sound, but there was a force entangled around him and pulling him back.

The copper lock kept flashing with the faint light of runes. He felt his power draining away, but he ignored it and desperately pulled on the restraints, running towards the direction of the sound.

He managed to break free of the restraints with all his might, but the runes on the copper lock grew stronger, and the burning pain caused him great suffering.

Fortunately, he sensed the source of that familiar voice; it was his mother.

He threw himself into his mother's arms and felt her strong determination to leave. Even in his pain, he desperately tried to drag his mother down with him, wanting to sink to the bottom of the water.

But he was so weak that he lost to the villain who was pulling his mother across the water.

He could only desperately drive away any evil people who came into contact with his mother, hoping they would spare him and his mother.

But a villain forcibly tore him out of the copper lock.

The image in the mirror went black instantly, and it was all over.

After watching this scene, Lin Yuan felt a mix of emotions. He didn't make fun of it, nor did he sigh. He remained silent for a long time.