The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 59: Don’t Be a Bear (-Chapter, Please Order First)
When Jiang Jin, Huang Xingde and Wang Wenye came out of the back door of the Dusi Tianjian Yamen, it was already dark.

When the brothers of the Cao Gang who had been waiting for a long time saw the three men coming out, they hurriedly drove their carriages forward to greet them.

Jiang Jin stood beside the carriage, gazing at the bustling atmosphere of the market. He suddenly smiled and said, "I've been here for so long, and every night I've been busy killing people or looking for people. I haven't really experienced the night scene of Yangzhou... Why don't we walk back to the hall tonight?"

Huang Xingde stroked his beard and smiled, "It's rare that Senior Brother is so interested. I will accompany you... Senior Brother, please!"

"Let's go."

Jiang Jin also smiled and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture.

The two old men, one with his hands behind his back and the other with his hands clasped, walked slowly along the ancient bluestone street into a brightly lit area.

Wang Wen followed the two old men in a nonchalant manner, looking at the gorgeous night scene with an unfocused gaze.

Two carriages slowly followed the three people. The swaying sound of the wheels rolling on the stone slabs was a bit noisy but also harsh.

It was as if they would really walk all the way home...

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Huang Xingde, who was walking in front of Wang Wen, suddenly said without turning his head, "Erhu, stop thinking about it. Let's end this matter here."

It was rare for Wang Wen not to contradict him, but he didn't say anything either.

Huang Xingde turned around to look at him and chuckled, "My son wants to be a hero?"

Wang Wen shook his head: "I don't want to be a hero."

Huang Xingde: "So you still want to hold on to it?"

Wang Wen: "I just don't want to be a bear."

Huang Xingde remained silent.

Jiang Jin laughed out loud.

He patted his junior fellow apprentice on the shoulder and gave Wang Wen a thumbs-up: "This kid will definitely be more promising than you in the future!"

Huang Xingde glanced helplessly at his senior brother, then looked at Wang Wen again. He spoke softly but slowly, pausing each word, "The old gang leader also said that your father was more courageous and more promising than us."

Jiang Jin looked at Wang Wen with interest, wanting to see how this nephew whom he admired very much would answer this question.

"I understand everything."

Wang Wen was silent for a long time before he said softly, "But I think you two don't want to listen to my reasoning, so let's talk about something practical."

Huang Xingde was about to speak, but was interrupted by Jiang Jin pressing his shoulder. He smiled and said, "Let's listen to what the child has to say first."

Wang Wenchong clasped his fists before Jiang Jin, then said seriously, "I know what you two are worried about, and I also know what Zhao Zhiling and the others are avoiding. This is indeed a difficult topic to address. If we do the right thing, not many people will remember our kindness, but if we do the wrong thing, some people will take advantage of us..."

"But I think if we do the right thing, even if those people don't remember our kindness, they won't be able to kick us when we're down, right?"

Jiang Jin laughed and said, "That's right!"

Once he finds out that someone has connections with the White Lotus Sect, he will lose the ability to kick him when he is down.

"But……"

Jiang Jin asked with a smile: "You do so many things, but you don't get any benefits. What are you trying to achieve?"

He felt that his nephew was becoming more and more interesting.

Huang Xingde looked at Wang Wen and said in a worried voice, "You still want to be a hero!"

“I actually don’t know what I’m trying to achieve…”

Wang Wen met the old man's gaze, which made him feel even more stressed, and tried to speak calmly, "I just feel a little aggrieved."

Jiang Jin asked with interest, "Can't you bear to see the powerful and wealthy take human lives so lightly?"

Wang Wen glanced at the old man and said hesitantly, "Master, I always say out of sight, out of mind. I don't give a damn about their disregard for human life... Do you think my disciple is too cold-hearted?"

"Okay, okay, what a 'none of my business'!"

Jiang Jin laughed heartily, oblivious to the crowd in the bustling city. His skinny figure emanated a carefree and unrestrained aura, reminiscent of the madmen of the Wei and Jin dynasties. "But since you think it's none of your business, then why are you still so upset?"

Wang Wen scratched his head hard, trying to describe the feeling in his heart. "I don't know how to put it, but it feels a bit like forcing a cow to drink water. They are lying comfortably at home, not even farting, and we are running away with our tails between our legs like stray dogs... And I haven't decided yet, whether to bark a few times for show or just sit back and watch the fun, when someone presses my head and tells me that those people are not to be messed with and I should not cause trouble."

At this point, he felt that he was too immature. He said anxiously, "Perhaps I was born with a life that is not worthy of being on the stage. I just can't figure it out. Do those people have more heads than me, or more weapons than me? Why are they so awesome? Do they have two lives? Will they not die if they are killed?"

Jiang Jin didn't pay attention to his dirty talk, but just reminded him at the right time: "You only have one life, and you will die if you are killed."

"Yup!"

Wang Wen nodded vigorously, trying to pull his thoughts out of their rut. "So I should be afraid of them, and they should be afraid of me, right? But why do I only see us afraid of them, and not them afraid of us? Master, why is that?"

Jiang Jin patiently reminded him, "Since ancient times, the people have never fought against the officials. It's only natural that we are afraid of them."

"Master, aren't we back again?"

Wang Wen scratched his head again: "What's wrong with officials? Do officials have more heads and more weapons than us? Or do officials have an extra life? If they are killed, they will not die."

At first, he understood these principles and accepted them.

Later, he felt unhappy and could no longer understand or agree with these principles.

To be honest, Wang Wen is actually afraid of death. After all, he has died once.

But he wanted to live, he wanted to live a hot and satisfying life.

Instead of wanting to live a miserable, zombie-like, and barely surviving life.

This is really the only thought he has in his life...

There is a saying that human nature is fixed by anchor points.

These anchors can be parents, wives and children, ideals, regrets, hometowns, and distant places...

In short, as long as a person still has people and things he cares about, and things and feelings he misses, his humanity has an anchor and his personality is stable.

On the contrary, if a person's humanity loses its anchor, his personality will be like a kite with a broken string, and even he himself cannot control where it will fly...

Based on this theory, as a soul traveler, all the anchors that stabilized Wang Wen's humanity in the past have been burned to ashes by the fire of time and space.

He stood in Dazhou and looked back. He could not see his parents, wife, or children behind him. There were no relatives or old friends beside him. He had no ideals or regrets in his heart. He had neither a house nor a car in his hands...

Even his damn loan is gone.

It's all gone!

The reason why he still has a human form and lives like a normal person is because he still has the thought of "having fun", which supports him to maintain his human form and continue to struggle.

Yes.

Shuang is the thickest and largest anchor point he has now.

This anchor point was created when he was lying on the ICU bed in his previous life, watching the reel of life alone with the crackling music of the defibrillator in the background. It was an anchor point that was born out of the strong resentment and unwillingness of his tragic and flat life.

How much resentment and unwillingness he felt when he died in his previous life.

How deep is the obsession with this anchor point!
This is also why he plays Wang Erhu more like Wang Erhu than the real Wang Erhu, and he never shows any intention of making any changes.

Because Wang Erhu’s life script is a happy drama with a male protagonist.

Want to force a tragic scene into this script?
impossible!
He, Wang Wen, would rather perish together with his wife and be the hero of a happy story for half an episode than linger on and be the tragic hero of a story for 800 episodes!

It feels good to die anyway.

Now, Wang Wen feels very unhappy.

As soon as he was unhappy, his mind would race along the winding path of "surprisingly happy".

……

Anyone who sees Wang Wen's current mental state will feel that there is something wrong with him.

But in Jiang Jin's eyes, Wang Wen's current mental state is absolutely correct. This is the mental state that a martial artist should have!
Why practice martial arts?
Some say it is to strengthen the body, some say it is to prolong life, and some say it is to cultivate the mind and character...

In Jiang Jin's eyes, all these statements are bullshit!
In his eyes, martial arts, from the moment it was born, has one and only one purpose, and that is to be competitive!
If it wasn't for becoming stronger, if it wasn't for winning... how could there be martial arts in the world that persistently pursue becoming stronger and rack one's brains to research magical methods on how to defeat the strong with the weak?

Therefore, people who practice martial arts should have this kind of unyielding spirit of refusing to admit defeat, refusing to accept fate, refusing to be controlled by heaven, and refusing to be controlled by earth!

Only with this spirit can one be a true warrior who is brave and diligent, and becomes stronger when facing stronger opponents.

Without this spirit, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are just a businessman with a mind full of pros and cons...

Jiang Jin struggled to restrain his glance at Huang Xingde, and placed a light hand on Wang Wen's shoulder with relief, calming his anxious mood that was like a beast imprisoned in an iron cage.

"Child, have you memorized the route map for the first level of 'Canglan Nine-fold Waves', which involves creating waves without wind?"

he asked suddenly.

Wang Wen's impatience came to a screeching halt upon hearing this, and he almost couldn't keep up with the old man's leaping thoughts. "Master, I'm grateful for your hard work. I've tried 'Open the Ocean and Intake Qi' several times but still can't quite get it right. And I really haven't had the time to study it these past few days..."

Jiang Jin smiled and nodded. The next second, he suddenly pressed his palm against Wang Wen's dantian. A stream of cool air gushed out from his palm and flowed into Wang Wen's body. "Don't worry, Uncle Master will take you for a walk."

Wang Wen was stunned for a second, then quickly activated his own hidden strength, following the cool air that slowly flowed through his meridians.

Huang Xingde on the side saw this, opened his mouth and then slowly closed it, feeling inexplicably happy, but also mixed with a complex emotion of envy, jealousy and hatred... Thinking back to when he went to the headquarters for further studies, he spent so much effort and thought, and only then was he able to pass on half of the real skills, which would benefit him for the rest of his life.

This foolish boy, on the other hand, didn't spend any thought or effort, and not only did he gain a top-notch complete set of true skills, but someone also spent his own true energy to personally guide him step by step!
This shit luck, this blessing...

"Wang Qiang's damn grave, was it struck by lightning?"

Huang Xingde turned his head sourly and waved to the group of Cao Gang disciples following behind him.

Upon seeing this, all the Cao Gang disciples immediately rushed forward, forced a space in the busy city, and surrounded the three of them.

Jiang Jin's gaunt, stern face was covered in fine beads of sweat at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a faint blue light flickered between his eyebrows...

On Wang Wen's side, after the dark energy followed Jiang Jin's cool energy and slowly traveled through the meridians for three circles and finally returned to the dantian, the light golden Yin Cha order popped out at the right time.

He looked carefully and saw that the Yin Cha Ling first included the martial art "Canglan Jiu Die Lang", and then "Canglan Jiu Die Lang" was directly changed from "How to Practice for Beginners" to "First Level".

【Yin Cha Ling】

[Achievements: 23]

[Yin De: 20]

Yin God: (empty)

[Hundred Schools: Black Tiger Fist (Perfect), Six Harmonies Spear (Mastery), Iron Shirt (Triple), Palm Thunder (Triple), Blue Waves (First) (+)]

These days he was busy with the joint law enforcement work to search for the White Lotus Sect's altar and had no time to run around. Apart from killing an ugly female ghost who sucked men's yang energy with a single shot under the guidance of the traitor Chen Sandao, he had no other gains.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that demons and monsters do not appear frequently at this stage.

Even the Yangzhou Dusi Tianjian, the government office in charge of cases involving demons and monsters, is currently focusing its main energy on fighting wits and courage with the White Lotus Sect, a human evil. Very few manpower and material resources are actually used to slay demons and monsters.

Yet, even with those meager resources, Yangzhou was still able to maintain its prosperity and peace. Most of Yangzhou's lower-class people still regarded stories about demons and monsters as anecdotes, completely unaware that the world had changed...

Therefore, even though Wang Wen possessed the Yinchaling, a treasure that could accelerate his cultivation, he still couldn't make a meal without rice. However, he wasn't disappointed. Martial arts, after all, were acquired through painstaking practice, and only then would they become effective...

……

"call……"

Jiang Jin withdrew his hand and let out a long breath.

Huang Xingde saw this and quickly stepped forward to support him: "Brother, how are you?"

Jiang Jin opened his eyes, shook his head, and gently broke free from his support, saying with a smile, "Do you think your senior brother is made of clay?"

Huang Xingde slapped his thigh and sighed, unable to hide his smile: "Brother, you're too pampering this brat!"

"It's rare to get along well."

Jiang Jin just smiled: "He's my own nephew, so as a teacher, it's okay for me to pamper him a little... My dear nephew, how do you feel?"

Wang Wen quickly pushed aside the Cao Gang disciples, lifted his clothes, knelt down and kowtowed, saying: "Disciple has comprehended the first level of 'Canglan Jiu Die Lang'. Master, your kindness in guiding and protecting me will be remembered by you forever. From now on, Master, if you have any orders, no matter where in the world, no matter how dangerous it is, I will rush there on horseback and will do anything for you without hesitation!"

He knew clearly in his mind that the master uncle not only used his own energy to lead his hidden energy to walk several circles along the first level of the Canglan Nine-Layered Waves' practice route map, but also completely passed on a part of his own energy to him. If it were someone else, wouldn't this save him several years of hard work!

Although he had the help of an evil spirit and could not make small progress like others, he could not forget the friendship of his master.

"Very good!"

Jiang Jin bent down with relief and helped him up, advising him earnestly: "This martial art is the master's specialty. Don't take it lightly. You must pay more attention to it. If you can carry it forward, it will be worthwhile for us to meet as uncle and nephew!"

Wang Wen clasped his fists and said, "Master, I will remember your teachings in my heart. I will practice diligently, even during the coldest and hottest days of the year, and will never disgrace your reputation!"

"Okay, okay, then Master Uncle will be waiting to see the day when you become famous all over the world!"

Jiang Jin patted his shoulder, flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked leisurely towards the Sanhetang carriage.

Wang Wen hurried forward and helped him onto the carriage: "Disciple respectfully sends Master Uncle off."

Jiang Jin smiled and nodded, then bent down and got into the carriage.

Wang Wen waited for a moment before patting the Cao Gang disciple driving the car and taking a step back: "Drive slowly on the road."

"Don't worry, Brother Tiger, go!"

As the carriage passed in front of Wang Wen, Wang Wen suddenly heard Jiang Jin's whisper again: "A real man should act on what he has thought clearly. Even if his head is cut off, it will only leave a scar the size of a bowl. He can still be a good man in eighteen years. Those who are fussy and hesitant will never achieve great things!"

Wang Wen smiled and thought to himself, "We really do get along well."

He stood there, watching the Sanhetang carriage go away. Only after the carriage completely disappeared in the crowd did he turn and walk towards Huang Xingde, who was folding his arms not far away, with his eyes that were not eyes and his nose that was not a nose.

"Let's go, Lao Deng, let's go home!"

He waved carelessly.

Huang Xingde sneered and said sarcastically, "Oh, you're Lao Deng again?"

Wang Wen glanced at him and said, "If you can support me twice like Master Uncle did, I can also put you on the altar and worship you!"

"The memorial tablet on the altar is for the ancestral tablet!"

Huang Xingde cursed angrily: "I'm not dead!"

Wang Wen pushed him towards the Qinghe Gang's carriage: "There will always be a day when that won't happen..."

Huang Xingde got into the car angrily: "You want to piss me off sooner rather than later so you can sit in my seat, right?"

Wang Wen: "You can see all this? You are the one who really knows the master, Lao Deng!"

The father and son bickered with each other as they rode slowly home in a carriage.

After the carriage had moved away from the crowd, Huang Xingde suddenly whispered in the carriage, "You must think twice before you act on that matter... That's a hornet's nest."

Wang Wen sat on the shaft of the cart, swinging his legs and saying lazily, "Don't worry, I've got a comprehensive plan that won't involve you or the Qinghe Gang."

Huang Xingde in the carriage couldn't help but sneered again: "A real man, a man with a mouthful of spit and a nail, don't ask me to rescue you when the time comes!"

Wang Wen still had that lazy tone: "Don't worry, if that day ever comes, even if I draw my sword and slit my own throat, I will definitely not bring shame to you, Huang Tianba."

"Rebel!"

Huang Xingde furiously lifted the car curtain and slapped his head twice, tilting it sideways and then straightening it again: "Can you please think before you speak? Is this what a son should say?"

Wang Wen thought for a moment, then slapped himself in the face: "Are you satisfied?"

Huang Xingde leaned back tactically and looked at him in shock.

Wang Wen waved his hand nonchalantly, "I suddenly remembered that you never gave me a detailed introduction to our great master. What realm is he at? Why does the energy he just gave me feel so different from my own dark energy?"

"Isn't it too late to ask this now?"

Huang Xingde quickly put away the shocked expression on his face, retreated back into the car, and said sourly: "Go back and burn some incense at your father's grave, huh? That kid must have gotten a job in the underworld, otherwise how could you have such bad luck?"

Wang Wen said tiredly: "Can you talk or not? If not, I'll find someone else!"

Sometimes, it’s not entirely his fault that he’s not serious about Old Deng.

In front of him, Lao Deng rarely acts like a father.

Of course, this can’t be blamed entirely on Old Deng.

After all, he has never been married and became a father right away, so his lack of business skills is forgivable.

"What your master uncle just gave you wasn't strength, but true energy!"

Huang Xingde suddenly said with a gloating tone, "You owe Dafa another favor. Go and repay it slowly yourself!"

"Infuriated?"

Wang Wen exclaimed inwardly, "Wow!" and said in shock, "Master, isn't he a Dan Jin? How come something as high-end and classy as Zhen Qi has been created?"

Huang Xingde wondered, "Who told you that your uncle is Dan Jin?"

Wang Wen asked in confusion, "You are at Hua Jin level, and he is not at Dan Jin level. How did you two become brothers?"

Huang Xingde was silent for a second, then suddenly shouted angrily, "Can you even talk? If you can't, go find someone else!"

Wang Wen hurriedly coaxed the old child: "Yes, yes, I was wrong. Is it okay if I was wrong? You are a magnanimous person. Can you please not argue with me?"

Huang Xingde was depressed for a long time before he said angrily, "Your great uncle is nicknamed 'Iron Lock Across the River'. Three years ago, his martial arts skills reached the acquired realm and he established his own school. Among the 500,000 disciples of our Cao Gang, no one can defeat him with more than a palm strike. Even in the entire Jiangnan martial arts world, your great uncle is worthy of being called a famous figure in the martial arts world. If he is willing to protect you, even if the Beggar Gang leader Lin Baichuan comes to Yangzhou in person, he will have to reason with you first!"

Wang Wen's mind was a bit confused: "No, wait a minute, let me sort it out...Ming Jin, An Jin, Hua Jin, Dan Jin, Hou Tian Realm? Master Uncle is a master of the fifth realm? Is there an Xiantian Realm above the Hou Tian Realm?"

Huang Xingde sulked for a moment before speaking seriously, "The Xiantian Grandmasters are as elusive as dragons, rarely interfering in the affairs of the martial arts world. Everyone in the martial arts world only knows that there are Xiantian Grandmasters in the Great Zhou, but no one knows how many there are or who they are. Therefore, it is usually assumed that those who have acquired Xiantian are already the top masters in the martial arts world, founding their own schools and commanding the support of hundreds of people!"

"Master Uncle has reached the summit?"

Wang Wen was overjoyed: "Master uncle is awesome!"

Huang Xingde heard his happy voice and felt jealous again: "Boy, do you know how lucky you are this time and how much of a favor you owe me? The 'Canglan Nine-fold Waves' he taught you is his signature martial art. There are even rumors in the martial arts world that he reached the post-natal realm with this martial art."

Wang Wen was silent for a few seconds, then replied confidently: "Don't worry, I'm still young and I can always pay it back!"

Huang Xingde sneered and said "huh" without saying anything else.

Wang Wen sat on the shaft of the cart and called out the Yinchaling again. He looked at the glittering plus sign behind "Canglan Jiudielang" and an idea came to his mind.

Then the 8 points of merit turned into flowing water.

"Palm Thunder's first level increases to the second level by 15 points, while this skill's first level increases to the second level by 8 points. That's quite reasonable..."

A thought flashed through his mind, and the next second his attention was taken away by a series of images that flashed through his mind.

In those images, he was wearing various training clothes, sitting cross-legged in various watery environments, practicing...

After a while, he woke up from those images. While feeling the real existence in his dantian, he sorted out the insights he had gained from practicing the exercises.

He held the shaft with his right thumb and index finger and gently pressed the edge of the shaft.

I didn't see how hard he used, nor did I hear the slightest sound of wood breaking, but he broke a piece of wood as big as an egg off the shaft of the cart.

He held the piece of wood in his palm, and with a slight squeeze of his five fingers, the fine ironwood turned into a puff of powder that fell from between his fingers...

"Is this Hua Jin?"

He carefully felt this new way of exerting force that combined yin and yang and was harmonious and perfect. It felt like it was transforming energy, but it seemed like it was almost perfect.

He remembered that when Peng Ying's fist hit him, the force not only penetrated the double defense of chain mail and iron vest, but also shook his internal organs.

The power he had was probably not enough to penetrate the defense of two layers of armor, not to mention the shock force.

"Don't worry, don't worry. If the second wave isn't enough, the third wave should be enough!"

He casually threw away the wood ash in his hand, his mood brightening: "I'll let Sandao sell his male beauty and seduce a few lustful female ghosts back..."

……

At midnight, the moon was dark and the wind was strong.

Xu Ergou, dressed in night clothes, looked up at the towering vermilion wall in front of him, his eyes gleaming with doubt about life: "Brother, is this your package plan?"

Wang Wen, also dressed in night clothes, was eager to try and climb the wall. "I'm not the one going in, so what are you afraid of... Three knives, three knives, where did you go again?"

"Brother, I don't dare to go over there."

Chen Sandao's trembling voice came from behind them: "This is the government office!"

Wang Wen was furious: "How dare you say that? If you weren't such a loser that you couldn't even float over here, why would I come here in the middle of the night to climb the wall? Come here!"

Chen Sandao, who was floating in the air, shook his head desperately in fear, his head spinning around his neck. "I won't, big brother, I'm going to die. Even a ghost's life is a life."

"Forget it, it's better to ask the devil for help than to ask yourself."

Wang Wen rolled up his sleeves angrily, bent his knees and was about to jump up and climb onto the wall.

At this moment, Xu Ergou pounced on him and grabbed him, whispering, "Brother, let's take a long-term view. You don't have any clues at all, so how can you be so sure that the altar is here?"

"Who said I have no clues?"

Wang Wen said disdainfully, "If you don't even have this much brains, how can I be your big brother?"

Xu Ergou: "Then what clues do you have?"

Wang Wen pointed at the surroundings and said, "We'll talk about this when we get back... You guys better be smart. I'm not exposed inside, but you guys expose me outside. If the situation really goes wrong, you should retreat first. I'll find a way to get out myself."

Chen Sandao quickly said, "Brother, I'm here, don't worry!"

Wang Wen, who had already climbed up the wall, suddenly felt the urge to return home after hearing his words: "You crow mouth, if you keep talking nonsense, I will burn two Ruhuas for you. Do you believe it?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already done a nimble somersault, silently climbed over the wall and landed inside the government compound.

(End of this chapter)