Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 6 Treasure Rumors
Xiamei Town.

"Good guy, what are these people doing here?"

After many days, Jiang Wen came here again with his disciples.

But only a few days later, the atmosphere in the town became even weirder. Many people from the rivers and lakes with swords and knives flocked here, creating a feeling that a storm is about to come.

Before the Qing soldiers appeared in Chong'an County, some news slowly spread from the rivers and lakes, verifying Jiang Wen's conjecture.

Jianghu is a very broad concept, ranging from famous officials to traffickers and pawns, they can all be called a part of the Jianghu. However, since ancient times, the use of martial arts to violate the law, these active independent factors have always been factors of instability.

This is not discrimination, just because people in the Jianghu are risk lovers, maybe they are not the ones who caused the disputes, but whenever there are disputes, they must be there.

"Master. If you want to know, why don't we ask?"

Xiao Shitou was quite polite, he just made a suggestion, he didn't run up to ask them if they came to shit.

But under the veil of the Jianghu, there are many undercurrents hidden in the first place. It is by no means that you can find out a restaurant in the novel and reward the mistress with a few dollars - the real Jianghu insider, All require jargon and identity verification to be eligible to know.

"There is no such simple thing."

Jiang Wen waved his hand and said, "Look at their frowning and Yintang's performance, they are probably engaged in the business of beheading. Like those rebel organizations, why would they shout every day that I want to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty..."

Before the words fell, there were a few shouts from across the street.

"Reverse Qing and Fu Ming!"

"Kill all the dogs!"

"Vengeance Snow Hate!"

Jiang Wen thought he was hallucinating, but after careful identification, he actually saw someone shouting on the side of the road. It sounded sincere and tearful.

Some of those Jianghu people drank, walked up to Jiang Wen, and shouted at him hoarsely, "Daoist! The slaves are devoid of conscience, and they should be slaughtered together!"

...is there really such a neuropathy?
"Little Shitou, let's go, I think the officials want to scare the snake!"

Jiang Wen covered Xiao Shitou's ears with a dark face, and led him around, through the streets and alleys, and finally arrived at the destination of this trip - Bailian Martial Arts Hall.

"Jiang Daochang! The master is meeting guests inside, I'll go and report."

The disciple standing guard at the door was conscientious and did all the etiquette, but when he saw the little stone, his expression became a little subtle, and his movement to enter the door stopped.

To be more specific, it is the look of the waiter in the restaurant who sees someone who wants to bring a pet in, wants to remind the person that this is not possible, and is embarrassed to speak up.

Jiang Wen was quite understanding, "Don't worry, Xiao Shitou is in a good mood today."

Just kidding, is it possible that Wudang Shaolin has a sword-breaking stone and a horse-dismounting stone, and your martial arts gym also has a depository for biochemical weapon apprentices?

The gatekeeper disciple came out within a quarter of an hour after entering, and welcomed the two of them in.

In the middle of the lobby of the martial arts hall hangs a plaque inscribed with a hundred refinements into gold, and two rows of grand master chairs are laid out horizontally. The instructors of several local martial arts gyms and boxing schools all drink tea and meet here.

In the center, a coach with white temples and a big mouth stood up, and said in a confident voice: "It's just in time, Daoist Jiang! I just have something today and I want you to be a witness!"

Jiang Wen said with a smile: "Master Luo, you are being polite. I have not walked on the mountain for a long time, and I still need everyone to take care of me today. Sit down and talk!"

The first step in walking the rivers and lakes is networking.

There is trade in Xiamei Town, the ancient tea-horse road to the south, and merchants from the Qin and Jin Dynasties to the north. The disciples of the martial arts school protect the family and protect the courtyard, and escort the escort to deliver goods. Therefore, here, the martial arts school is the nearest place to the rivers and lakes.

Jiang Wen drank two cups of tea and finally found out what happened.

In just one week, the rivers and lakes were indeed full of turmoil. The most important thing was to start with the Southern Shaolin—Fujian Southern Shaolin, which was set on fire!
Ordinary people may not understand the meaning of this, but from the perspective of people in the world, this matter is no less serious than Nanjing, the capital of AH province, which was snatched away by Zhejiang this time!
Fujian Southern Shaolin Temple is composed of the Nine Temples of Xianyou, Putian Linquan Temple, Zhaoan Changlin Temple, Fuqing Ningyuan, Dongshan Gulai Temple, and Quanzhou Dongchan Temple. It recruits disciples and spreads martial arts in the south. Its influence should not be underestimated. In recent years, it has been on par with the Songshan Shaolin Temple in the north.

However, following the entry of the Qing army, Southern Shaolin has been vacillating, unwilling to show obedience, and many clues point to them, and has always been involved with the anti-Qing forces in the south.

Originally, dragons and snakes were mixed in such a sect, and it was normal to engage in some political speculation. For example, the Tianlongmen and the Beggars' Gang split in place, and each voted for one side.

An important force like Southern Shaolin, with lay disciples spread all over the world, is already inextricably linked with the forces descending from the south of the Yangtze River.

Now that the south has not given up resistance, everyone in the world thinks that the Qing court will turn a blind eye and wait until the south is completely calm before coming to liquidation.

Besides, Southern Shaolin is not like Songshan Shaolin Temple. They have a total of six big temples and countless small temples. They have been hiding in the deep mountains of central Fujian for many years. A thing as difficult as climbing the sky.

It's strange to blame here. In the news that came out this time, Nan Shaolin from the Three Caves of the Rabbit happened to be the host.

Judging from the heads of the four directions, the one who was killed this time was indeed an important person in Room 36 of South Shaolin. It is said that even the abbot Zhishan Zen Master was burned to death in the main hall!
Jiang Wen took a sip of tea, and thought to himself, no wonder there are people out there shouting anti-Qing and Fu-Ming in the street, they are all lay disciples of Southern Shaolin, they are furious just because they received the news!
Others don't know, but the head of Jiang University is too clear. The Qing court has long regarded Nan Shaolin as a thorn in his side, and has secretly bribed and instigated many Nan Shaolin disciples—such as the Great Compassion Fist that he met last week and then killed.

With the arrival of Hong Xiguan at the predetermined position this time, Ma Ninger, the most powerful Shaolin traitor in the original work, has returned to the arena. As long as the net starts to be tightened, the destruction of Southern Shaolin is only a matter of time.

Thinking of that festering, distorted poisonous man Ma Ning'er, Jiang Wen still had a chill.

But here comes the question, what does the destruction of Southern Shaolin have to do with the arrival of so many people in Xiamei Town?
Master Luo showed a mysterious smile when he heard this question, and said flirtatiously: "Jiang Daochang, do you know why the imperial court is so troublesome that they would rather offend Jiangnan Wulin than Nan Shaolin?"

Jiang Wen hurriedly cupped his hands: "Please enlighten me."

Master Luo said in a low voice: "There are rumors in the world that the imperial court is eyeing the treasures of Southern Shaolin this time, so they turned their faces regardless of the consequences..."

"Treasure? The treasure that you want to get even if you fight the wrath of Fujian, Guangdong, Zhejiang, Jianghu, and the corruption of countless prefectures and counties?"

Jiang Wen pondered for a moment, "Then tell me, how much people's fat and anointing these monks have collected..."

"Speak carefully!"

Head Luo hurriedly covered his mouth, after all, there were also the successors of Vajra Iron Bone Fist, Great Eagle Claw Kung Fu, and Ba-step Xinxin Palm.

At this time, Master Luo didn't dare to hide it anymore, so he quickly said, "It is said that among the treasures of martial arts in Southern Shaolin, there are treasures left by the Minyue Kingdom!"

"Minyue Treasure... what valuable things can there be..."

Jiang Wen closed his eyes and calculated, the Minyue Kingdom probably existed from the Warring States Period to the Western Han Dynasty, the treasures at that time... probably equivalent to the treasures of BP machines dug up in the 5G era?
"Superficial! Treasures must be gold and silver treasures!"

Master Luo patted the table: "It is said that the Fujian and Yue treasures hidden in the Shaolin Temple contain the martial arts secrets of the Warring States Period... Yuenu swordsmanship!"

(End of this chapter)