Original author: Get Lost (滚开)

Translator: nomonomo

"Let's follow the old rules of the Jianghu[1]!" An Ying said loudly. She looked a little anxiously into Lin Xin's eyes.

Lin Xin was totally inexperienced. He nodded at her and signaled to deal with it. According to the knowledge he had, most often those who unsuccessfully challenged a Gate had to leave compensation. But now, when he first encountered such a situation, his heart was pounding, and he could only let An Ying settle the dispute.

In the end, Huo Hengdao left all his weaponry and added more than ten lians of silver before he retreated.

It was a large sum of money. According to Lin Xin's memory, this silver was almost equivalent to more than 10000¥ after the conversion. The weapons were also expensive beyond all reason. Although there were only three knives, each of them cost no less than 7000¥. Especially in an environment where such weapons were controlled by sect members, there was a price but no market. The total income was more than 30000¥.

Waiting for Huo Hengdao to leave, An Ying folded up her sword, and Lin Xin was greatly relieved. Only then did Lu Yu run out of the house and began collecting the weapons and silver on the ground. Lu Yun also proposed that buckets of water should be used to clean up the blood.

Lin Xin glanced at innocent-looking An Ying. This chapess was illiterate and unenlightened. Although her insight was better than that of Lu Yun and his sister, it was also limited. Looking at the love she could not conceal on her face, he knew that this chapess had a deep affection for Lin Xinru's original identity.

Lin Xinru was born into a wealthy family. He could read and write at an early age, and his appearance was not bad. He also managed the Gate fairly well. There were no problems with basic necessities. In an era when reading and writing were very luxurious, he was a real high-level talent.

To put it in a modern way, he was a standart Mr. Perfect (i.e. tall, rich and handsome), and he was even educated!

"Ah..." Lin Xin thought of what the old man said to him at the end of his life. Now he was in charge of the Gate. Lin Xin suddenly lost his fear of the bright sword in An Ying's hand and sighed deeply.

"Clean yourself up. Is there any injury?" He asked.

An Ying's face suddenly turned red and she began to wriggle, "A little injury..."

"Where is it? Let me see it." Lin Xin, half a medical specialist, inhaled and went up to take a look.

"This..." An Ying's face was getting redder and redder.

"Where is it?" Lin Xin was speechless. But seeing Lu Yu and Lu Yun's strange look at the edge of his eyes, he immediately remembered that this world was different from the previous one. The defense line between men and women was much larger here. His behavior was obviously out of place.

Even if the people in the Jianghu had not been restrained, it would have been a bit abrupt to be so reckless.

"It's the leg." An Ying bowed her head and sounded like a gnat, "I've caused trouble for Senior Brother..."

"Where did you hurt your leg?" But now that he had spoken, his cheeks were reddish, and he simply persisted.

An Ying silently turned around. Sure enough, there was an obvious knife wound on the back of her thigh. It was strange that the wound was very thin and there was not much blood flowing out.

Lin Xin sighed again. Suddenly he felt a little adapted to life in this world.

"Lu Yu, get some medicine and apply it to her." That was all he could do.

"There is no medicine... and we can only go down the mountain to buy it..." Lu Yu answered quietly.

Lin Xin remembered that medical technology in this world was very poor. Many drugs were not effective and could only be used immediately, while some commonly used medicine was pricey. As there was no assembly line for mass production, the price was very high.

Usually, he went down the mountain to get these things, but now... He was not Lin Xinru, but Lin Xin. How could he go back to see his parents there?

'Let's wait on that...' Lin Xin also roughly recognized several kinds of herbs that could treat trauma, as well as anti-inflammatory drugs such as dandelion.

After some bustling, he went to the mountain to collect some of the only herbs that he could identify and pounded them into pulp to apply to An Ying.

As usual, Lu Yun and Lu Yu made a fire to cook. When An Ying returned to the house to practice, Lin Xin had nothing to do.

He found a place to sit down and looked at the already dim sky. His mind was confused.

Somehow he came to this world, and he did not know what he should do.

Sitting in the courtyard of the Gate, he looked at the gray stone steps extending all the way down below. He just wanted to sit quietly and have a good rest.

WHAP!

He slapped himself on the neck and a bloody mosquito the size of a coin fell from his palm. Mosquito's body became as thin as a piece of paper, and the blood inside was squeezed out.

Blood spot was printed on Lin Xin's neck and it was a little wet.

"Such a big mosquito..." Lin Xin was speechless feeling that his neck was swollen.

Suddenly, he saw a dark shadow looming on the stone steps, which was running towards the Gate's courtyard.

The shadow walked along with the stone steps, seeming to move calmly, but at a high speed. One moment it was within sight, but a few moments later it was standing in front of the Gate's courtyard.

The visitor was a bearded middle-aged man dressed in black, with a short knife on his waist and a Lin character embroidered on his chest. He seemed sturdy and unusually fierce.

"Young master? Why are you sitting here?" When the man saw Lin Xin, he was a little taken aback.

"Are you uncle Lin Hao?" Lin Xinru quickly found out the corresponding person from memory.

Lin Hao, one of the three most powerful martial arts masters in the Lin Family, was famous in several cities around for his quick dagger attacks. He was one of the experts the Lin Family recruited.

Lins was a famous family nearby. There were many children there. Naturally, it had a force to protect the family industry. Compared to Red Pine Gate, it was much stronger. There were hundreds of people to protect the courtyard alone. All of them were fierce soldiers. As long as there were more than 10 people around, small experts like An Ying would not be able to escape.

And this was just a weak force in the Lin Family.

As a wealthy businessman, Lin Zhiwen, Lin Xinru's father, was well known throughout Hongsong City.

Lin Hao ran up the mountain at this juncture. Obviously, he did not have nothing to do.

This was not good news for Lin Xin. It was necessary to know that the former Lin Xinru escaped to the mountain to avoid the arrangement of his family.

"What are you doing here, uncle Hao?" Lin Xinru asked lightly. Ignoring the dirt on his ass, he stood up and patted the visitor on the back. He almost completely learned the way former Lin Xinru talked.

Lin Hao exhaled.

"Lord asked me to inform you. It's been a long time. It's time to come home." He looked at the broken Red Pine Gate's signboard. "What's the use of hiding in such a dilapidated place? Sooner or later, you must go back to the family and inherit the Lord's business."

"It's my business whether I go back or not. There is no need for the old man to take care of it." Lin Xin snorted.

His father, Lin Zhiwen, as a local tyrant, despised the Red Pine Gate, which was so dilapidated that it was about to close down.

However, he remembered that every time he went back home, he appeared to be the one messing around. Several other younger brothers and sisters started to take care of the family's accounts and people, creating income and profits. But he still asked for money, which he never spent sparingly, from the family.

Thinking of this, he added, "I'm here to learn martial arts, am I not?"

"There are many people to teach you in the family. Although Red Pine Gate's leader is not weak, he is just like your second uncle.  There's no need to suffer here." Lin Hao said, looking at Lin Xinru's nonchalant appearance. He was too lazy to say more. Anyway, he had said this kind of thing many times before, but to no avail. "Forget it. This time I'm here to inform you that Shu Family's Lord may be busy for a while to entertain some distinguished guests.  It's not peaceful recently. The family is short of people. You should go down the mountain as little as possible."

"I see."

"Well, here's the money for this month." Lin Hao took a small black bundle from behind and handed it to Lin Xin.

Lin Xin took it. Heavy copper coins and silver lians were inside.

"Don't worry, there are no people on the mountain. Nothing here is valuable. With the presence of younger martial sister, even if bandits come, they won't find it profitable." He replied casually.

Lin Hao nodded, but his face was a little oppressive.

"Young Master, be careful. Someone may have been eyeing at our Lin Family recently. This time Lord invited Shu Family's experts to help him with boxing." He said in a low voice.

Lin Xin's heart was a little cold. When he had finished his sentence, Lin Hao turned around and left. His movements were light and agile, which made Lin Xin envious. He also became a little wary. The environment was not as safe as he imagined...

If An Ying was not around...

His family did not think much of the Red Pine Gate. He was also looked down upon as he studied martial arts here.

Looking at Lin Hao leaving quickly, he sat down again for a while before turning around and entering the Gate.

There were no people in the yard. There was a faint voice from the kitchen. It seemed that Lu brother and sister were dealing with something.

The oil lamp in An Ying's room was flickering. It seemed that she was working hard.

Although the Small Origin Returning Technique of the Red Pine Gate was the most sparse and common skill, it could not be practiced by anyone. It required a certain quality of physique.

Shaking his head, Lin Xin walked towards his room, recalling the recent Hengdao Gate's visit and the news he heard today. He felt more and more insecure in this world.

'I have to learn something about self-defense.' There was a thought in his mind. 'This body itself has some basis of swordsmanship. If it is restored, it should be of some use.'

Thinking of things in his mind, he recalled the little booklet that the master had given him just before he died.

"Is it some secret technique?" In fact, he had long been envious of his younger martial sister's Small Origin Returning Technique. In addition to the younger martial sister, he and Lu siblings could not practice it. It seemed that their physique was not suitable.

He also tried several times these days because of his curiosity about Qigong but failed.

There was a glimmer of hope in his mind when he thought of that little booklet today.

'I will go back and have a look. Maybe there is something hidden in it.'

When he returned to the room, he looked around to make sure there was no one. He listened carefully to what was going on outside to make sure there was no one near.

Only then did he get under the bed where he was sleeping. There was a secret door on the inner wall of the bed, which he pried open lightly. Inside was the yellow booklet and some pieces of silver.

Taking out the booklet, Lin Xin climbed out of the bed backward.

SPLAT!

Suddenly a hand slapped him hard on the shoulder.

"Who!?"

Lin Xin was startled and looked back suddenly to see a tall figure standing behind him. It looked at him with a sneer.

"After waiting for so many days, you are finally willing to take out the secret technique?" There was a chill in the voice of the figure.

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[1] Jianghu is the community of martial artists in wuxia stories.