Mistress, I am a real gentleman

Putian, Fujian.

Shaolin Temple.

The history of Southern Shaolin is relatively shorter than that of Northern Shaolin.

Northern Shaolin has a history of thousands of years.

As for the Southern Shaolin, it is only a mere hundred years old.

Although only a hundred years of history.

But the word Shaolin means that it is not bad.

After ten days, Lin Pingzhi finally arrived in Putian Town.

South Shaolin is 34 miles west of Putian Town.

Putian Town is close to the sea and is the hometown of Mazu. Most people make a living by fishing.

Lin Pingzhi walked into Putian Town, but saw that the town was very empty.

"Why is there no one? Even if they are all fishermen, there won't be any old, weak, women and children, right?"

Walking into Putian Town, Lin Pingzhi always felt that something was wrong.

Using the disguise technique to change himself into Su Mingyue's appearance, Lin Pingzhi walked on the road in Putian Town holding the Weeping Blood Sword.

It's all so extraordinary.

Lin Pingzhi gently knocked on the door of one of the inns.

"Hello, is there anyone?"

No one responded.

Although Lin Pingzhi was puzzled, he turned and left.

"In that case, let's go directly to South Shaolin."

His idea is to visit Nan Shaolin directly.

In the name of Mr. Mingyue.

I believe that Nan Shaolin will not treat himself lightly.

With quick steps, Lin Pingzhi rushed towards Nan Shaolin.

But at this moment, Lin Pingzhi suddenly heard the sound of fighting in front of him.

"Come on! You pirates! I, Yin Ergou, want to kill you all!"

There was a loud roar.

Lin Pingzhi's heart skipped a beat.

Japanese pirates?

Japanese pirates refer to Fusang Island in the east of China.

In history, Japanese pirates repeatedly violated China during the Ming Dynasty.

If it weren't for the Qi family army led by Qi Jiguang to kill the Japanese pirates fiercely, the people along the eastern coast of China would be in dire straits.

In Lin Ping's previous life, he was even more ashamed of Fusang's invasion of China.

As a patriotic young man in the new century, Lin Pingzhi doesn't care about any grievances in the world at this time.

Even the tasks of the system were thrown aside by Lin Pingzhi.

Japanese pirates must die!

Lin Pingzhi stepped on the dark night to Liuxiang, and quickly swept towards the shout just now.

"Huh?" Lin Pingzhi was surprised.

I saw a strong man like a brown bear killing the Japanese pirates holding a Fusang knife.

He has a beard all over his face, but there is a ring scar on his head.

It looks somewhat similar to the monk who does not quit.

But Monk Bujie is not as strong as him.

"Are you from Southern Shaolin?"

Lin Pingzhi murmured.

He checked with his own eyes, this monk named Yin Ergou's martial arts is indeed ordinary.

Although powerful and heavy, it is too clumsy.

At best, his strength is only two tenths of Lin Pingzhi's.

Behind the Japanese pirates stood a Japanese pirate warrior wearing a general's robe.

It seems to be the leader of the pirates.

He stood there motionless looking at Yin Ergou.

At this time Yin Ergou was injured, he was panting heavily, and the speed of waving the Zen stick in his hand became slower and slower.

But he was still surrounded by hundreds of pirates.

Lin Pingzhi knew that he could not sit idly by.

"Those who offend China, die!"

Lin Pingzhi roared and jumped over.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar sounded.

The twenty-eight palms of Subduing Dragon, which had not been used for a long time, reappeared.

With just one palm, dozens of Japanese pirates were sent flying.

When he landed, he vomited blood and died immediately.

The appearance of Lin Pingzhi undoubtedly changed the situation on the battlefield.

Yin Ergou was overjoyed when he saw the helper.

"Hahaha, I have helpers, the pirates are here to kill me!"

Excited, Yin Ergou smashed the head of a pirate with one stick.

The Japanese pirates did not dare to step forward for a while.

"Hahaha, come again!" Yin Ergou said excitedly.

He thought the pirates were afraid of him.

As everyone knows, the moment Lin Pingzhi entered the arena, he slapped more than a dozen people to death with his palm.

Immediately afterwards, the Weeping Blood Sword killed more than 20 people in an instant.

They were shocked by Lin Pingzhi's strength and couldn't help being a little scared.

"Little brother, you are very powerful!" Yin Ergou said with a smile, "I don't know how to call you."

Lin Pingzhi looked at the pirates in front of him with a cold expression.

"Su Mingyue." He declared his life.

Yin Ergou froze for a moment.

Then he turned to look at Lin Pingzhi in astonishment.

"You are the famous Young Master Mingyue?" Yin Ergou asked.

Just when Yin Ergou turned his head.

A Japanese pirate on his side took this opportunity to strike at Yin Ergou's head with a Fusang sword.

Yin Ergou didn't even realize it.

Lin Pingzhi was a little speechless, how could the great monk be distracted at such a time.

"drink!"

With Lin Pingzhi's voice, he shouted loudly.

He stretched out his palm and activated the Dragon Capture Kungfu.

The pirate who originally wanted to sneak attack Yin Ergou was sucked by Lin Pingzhi in an instant.

He was at a loss.

"Don't be distracted."

Lin Pingzhi reminded Yin Ergou and said.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "click".

The pirate's neck was broken.

Yin Ergou smiled and touched his head, as if realizing that if Lin Pingzhi hadn't saved him, he might have died here.

"I know, I know." He said with a silly smile.

Knowing that Lin Pingzhi is the famous Young Master Mingyue, Yin Ergou's attitude towards Lin Pingzhi also became respectful.

The remaining [-] Japanese pirates were a little afraid to approach.

Lin Pingzhi's previous technique of catching a dragon was too terrifying.

The Japanese pirates were directly shocked.

At this time, the expression of the pirate leader standing at the rear became extremely ugly.

"Bagga!"

He cursed loudly.

All the Japanese pirates immediately lowered their heads.

Shout in unison: "Hey!"

Lin Pingzhi's mouth curled into a sneer.

Does this mean you want to do it yourself?

As the man yelled, all the Japanese pirates backed away.

Yin Ergou looked at the leader of the pirates with a very serious expression.

"Master Mingyue, be careful, this person is called Fujiwara Hideya, and his martial arts are very strong." Yin Ergou reminded.

Hideya Fujiwara?

Have not heard.

He only knows Fujiwara Tofu and Fujiwara Takumi.

As for martial arts?

Fusang has the saying of martial arts?

They only have so-called "sword skills".

Perhaps their swordsmanship is still a little bit capable.

But without the existence of internal strength, if you meet a master, you will always be a waste.

"Don't worry, it's just a piece of tofu, it's easy." Lin Pingzhi smiled lightly.

When Yin Ergou heard Lin Pingzhi's words, he felt quite critical.

Although he admits that Lin Pingzhi is better than him.

Hideya Fujiwara can be compared to a piece of tofu.

A little too arrogant, right?

How can you speak so arrogantly at such a young age?

His reputation in Jianghu is all false, right?

With doubts, Yin Ergou tightened the Zen stick in his hand.

He made up his mind that if this Su Mingyue lost to Fujiwara Hideya.

I will try my best to rescue him.

In his opinion, Lin Pingzhi saved him twice.

If Lin Pingzhi lost, he would be ashamed of the Buddha in his heart if he didn't help.

"Young Master Mingyue, be careful." Yin Ergou reminded again rigorously.

Lin Pingzhi disagreed.

In his opinion, it is easy for mere pirates.

He slowly stretched out his hand, clenched his fist at Fujiwara Hideya.

Just when Hideya Fujiwara was wondering.

Lin Pingzhi's fist suddenly stretched out a middle finger.

"Little brat, come here and die!" Lin Pingzhi sneered.

Although Fujiwara Hideya didn't understand Lin Pingzhi's meaning, he also felt greatly ridiculed.

"Bagaya Road!"