The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 243: Living and working in peace and contentment are completely different, and everyone has their own thoughts

Wuji Realm, Chenhuan City, East Gate.

"How did you two get here? On foot?"

The city defenders checked the pass and glanced at the man and woman in front of them.

Especially the man with his eyes closed and wearing a goose yellow Taoist robe.

As he inspected the procession into the city every day, he could tell that the man had a higher status among the two.

Qin Zhiming nodded:

"We are both martial artists, and walking is faster than riding horses."

The defenders took another look at the pass, which said that the two were believers from Youyou City.

Youyou City is neither far nor close from here.

The so-called believers are warriors who work for the immortal sect in the world.

In the immortal sect, believers have a low status, even lower than the servants who serve the outer disciples.

They are only fit to deliver letters or transport goods for the immortal sect or do some unimportant chores.

But for the world, believers are very powerful.

They are not only the people who convey the Taoist orders, but also the people who can enter and leave the immortal gate freely.

These two points alone are enough to make people envy.

"Could you please tell me why you came to Chenhuan City?"

“A few months ago, Wuji Temple ordered the major noble families in Chenhuan City to prepare offerings to prevent believers in the city from colluding with the noble families.

The temple specially sent the two of us here to check whether the offerings are ready."

"Understood. Take care, both of you."

Similar situations have occurred in the past, and believers from other cities have entered the city with the same reason.

Therefore, the city guard did not ask any more questions. He handed the pass to Qin Zhiming with both hands:
“I’m sorry to have delayed the believers for so long.

There is nothing wrong with these two believers! Let them go!"

Qin Zhiming and Sikong Wan changed their appearance, nodded to the city guards, and slowly left the pass.

Passing through the towering East City Gate, crowded and noisy streets appear.

The dozens of meters wide Baishi Street was bustling with people and traffic.

Pedestrians are dressed in a variety of clothes and the street vendors are selling different goods.

On both sides of the street are rows of densely packed shops of all sizes, including clothing shops, business shops, iron shops, bookshops, painting studios, and wine shops. . . Everything you can think of.

Except for the different horizontal and vertical signs hanging on them, these shops are all wooden buildings with carvings and paintings of auspicious symbols.

Qin Zhiming walked among the crowd, carefully observing everything around him.

The prosperity here far exceeds that of Chaolan County.

The people of Chaolan County were ragged, pale and thin, and they mainly traded with copper coins, mostly buying necessities such as food and medicine.

However, at this moment, the people around him all had rosy faces.

The silver and money used for transactions are mostly silver ingots, less copper coins.

The silver ingots that most people took out were official ingots with smooth surfaces and bright colors.

Most people have decorations made of stone, wood, copper, silver, gold, jade and other materials on their heads, necks, hands, waists and feet.

Even the children playing on the roadside are the same.

Among the hawkers walking around the streets, only a small number sell food, while most of them sell things that provide entertainment and decoration.

The yamen runners patrolling the streets were also different from those in Chaolan County. They no longer looked domineering and demanded money at will. Instead, they were friendly and tried to convince people with reason.

Qin Zhiming and Sikong Wan had already walked several hundred steps from the city gate.

During this distance of several hundred steps, whenever a yamen runner saw Qin Zhiming with his eyes closed, he would immediately step forward and ask if the two needed help.

It was not until Qin Zhiming explained that he was a martial artist who practiced martial arts that they smiled, bowed, and left, continuing to patrol the streets.

“Aren’t there any gangs here?”

Sikong Wan nodded: "Of course, that's it."

Qin Zhiming looked in the direction her finger was pointing and saw four or five sturdy men in the same clothes picking up garbage on the ground and putting them into backpacks.

“Are they gang members?”

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

When Sikong Wan said this, she recalled what Qin Zhiming had said about his background, so she began to explain.

“Gangs in Wuji Territory must be registered with the government.

The government will assign some jobs in the city to the gangs based on their situation.

For example, transporting tuberose, cleaning up street garbage, and patrolling at night.

After being in the gang for a certain number of years, nothing serious has gone wrong.

They can apply to run gambling houses, brothels, funeral clothing stores, coffin shops and other shops that ordinary people are unwilling to run. "

“What if there are people willing to run these shops?”

"For shops like funeral clothing shops and coffin shops, as long as the people are willing and complete the formalities, the government will generally not stop them.

However, the government would only allow gangs or martial arts schools to run gambling houses and brothels, which were prone to disputes.

After all, these forces have more warriors and are better able to resolve disputes.

When necessary, they can provide intelligence to the government without worrying about retaliation.”

"Why is it that where I come from, demons are rampant, the government is corrupt and incompetent, and gangs are unbridled?"

"Because there were no real immortals there before, Daqian will not recognize the people there as Daqian people."

“I understand that only after experiencing suffering can one know the value of happiness.

The life before becoming an immortal must be more miserable than the life after becoming an immortal.

In this way, the people will think that it is the immortals who bestow happiness on them.

They don’t think that happiness is something they already have but have been deprived of.”

"Once the trials of all sects are over, we will also start preparing for becoming immortals."

Sikong Wan felt that Qin Zhiming seemed dissatisfied with the immortal.

She hinted to Qin Zhiming that he had now become the party he was once dissatisfied with, and it would be better for him to change his attitude as soon as possible to avoid causing trouble.

"I know. I don't mean anything else. I just want to know more about things I don't know."

At this time, Qin Zhiming stopped and raised the corners of his mouth.

"They are well-informed and have found us."

As soon as he finished speaking, two beautiful women in green dresses appeared in the crowd in front of them.

With sweet smiles on their faces, they walked quickly to Qin Zhiming and Sikong Wan.

"Greetings, two masters. May I ask where you two are going?"

“We are believers, not real people, and this title cannot be used casually.

Who are you? Why should I tell you where we are going?"

“Please rest assured, believers, we are servants hired by the noble families in the city to guide believers.

There are several believers who have reached where they wanted to go through our guidance.

We only appear to disturb believers in order to save their precious time.”

A woman lowered her head and answered Sikong Wan's question in a clear and pleasant voice.

"Really? In that case, take us to Sikong's house."

While Sikong Wan was speaking, Qin Zhiming noticed that among the people around them who had been secretly observing them since they entered the city, several of them immediately ran away.

Apparently, they went to tip off.

"Please ask the two believers to get on the sedan chair."

Then a woman made a gesture of invitation.

Two large sedan chairs pushed through the crowd and stopped in front of the two men.

Qin Zhiming took a look and saw that the four bearers carrying the sedan were all warriors in the Bone Training Realm.

He and Sikong Wan looked at each other and stepped into the sedan chair.

The two women who lifted the curtain of the sedan chair watched the two men sit firmly before slowly lowering the curtain.

"Hold it steady! Be careful!"

Hearing this, the four sedan bearers nodded and slowly lifted the sedan.

Then, the two sedan chairs sped towards the direction of the Sikong family.

(End of this chapter)