Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 135 Is this true?

"Brother Geng, that Red Fire Palm you used just now was truly astonishing. It was fierce and domineering, burning like the scorching sun, and contained the domineering power of burning the sky and boiling the sea. Thinking about it now, I'm a little scared. If Brother Geng hadn't restrained his strength, my arm would have been broken. Even so, after being attacked by Brother Geng's fiery internal force, I still feel the tendons and veins burning. I'm afraid it will take a whole night to recover as before."

"Brother Liang, thank you for your powerful Fist. Your Flip Wave Fist is also very powerful. The power is long and lingering, like the undercurrent surging under the bottom of a great river. The power of your punch made me feel a violent shock in my body, and my arm is a little sore now."

"That's because Brother Geng gave in to me, otherwise how could I possibly shake you in the slightest?"

"No, no, no, it was Brother Liang who was careless."

"Brother Zhao's Eighteen Iron Fist moves are also quite good and incredibly powerful, but they lack some variety. Otherwise, their power would be even greater."

"Brother Liang, you've embarrassed me. Your tricks are so insignificant that they're not worth mentioning. But Brother Liang hit the nail on the head. My boxing style really lacks some variety. I haven't been able to find the right method. I need to practice more diligently from now on..."

When Chen Xuan and the others came down, Geng Hong and the others were already chatting animatedly, and it only took a few minutes.

I guess honest people are not annoying, they seem to be getting along well with each other so quickly.

After listening to a few sentences of their conversation, Chen Xuan thought to himself, wow, the more you talk, the more outrageous it gets. You're even talking about burning the sky and boiling the sea and making rivers surge. If someone didn't know, they would think you guys are a few great masters gathered together to discuss martial arts.

But this kind of thing is normal. When you meet someone you like, you can brag while chatting. You can exaggerate as long as you are happy. But what you say is also the "fact". Do you understand it? You know nothing about people who don't know martial arts.

In the small space of four or five square meters, there were only Geng Hong, Zhao Erhe and the one who boarded the ship, and the space with the seats was not too crowded.

The Gao family brought four guards this time. The other two are not here. They are assigned to the bow and stern of the ship to perform their duties. They will take turns to observe the surroundings on the mast at night.

"Master Geng, what are you talking about? You look so happy," Gao Jingming said with interest as he pushed the door open and brought Chen Xuan in.

After the door opened, a breeze mixed with raindrops seemed to slightly extinguish their previous enthusiasm. They were chatting happily, but being suddenly interrupted by someone would have affected them to some extent.

Geng Hong immediately stood up, his head almost touching the floor, and said with a smile: "Brother Liang, this is my son Gao Ming, and the other one is my son's good friend Chen Yuan."

Chen Xuan was a little surprised. Geng Hong was not as big and strong as he looked. He lied without hesitation. He was chatting with the other person and wanted to become sworn brothers on the spot, but he ended up using a fake name. He was secretly guarding his feelings.

I didn't expect that you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, would tell lies all the time.

He is...honest, and you still lie to him.

"Mr. Gao, Mr. Chen, hello, I'm sorry for being offensive just now. I'm just like that, sometimes I get impulsive. Don't take it to heart. If you feel uncomfortable, you can beat me up, I will never fight back. By the way, my name is Liang Ren, I've already told Brother Geng and the others," Liang Ren stood up and said nonchalantly without even bowing.

It can be seen that this guy is very "simple". Well, to put it bluntly, he is a rude person who doesn't know etiquette.

"Hello, Master Liang, please have a seat. What's past is past, I hope I didn't disturb you." Gao Jingming waved his hand nonchalantly. He didn't think the other person was rude, but rather felt it was very fresh. After all, he had never met such a heroic person. Before this, except for a few good friends, who wasn't polite?
As expected, only when you go out can you experience new people and things. At home, you will always come into contact with only the same boring things.

Liang Ren sat down directly, scratching his armpit and said, "Master Gao and Master Chen, you are very young, not even adults, why are you running around? What will you do if you meet bad guys?"

As he spoke, he noticed the two of them walking with…elegant manners? That's the word, right? He felt strangely uncomfortable and stopped scratching his armpits, not even knowing why.

Geng Hong and the others gave up their seats to Chen Xuan and the other person. At Gao Jingming's signal, the two of them also sat down next to each other, making the table seem a bit crowded.

After sitting down, Gao Jingming smiled and said, "My cousin's family has a new cousin, so we should hurry to have a feast."

Gao Jingming had finally figured out the trick of lying to everyone. "This banquet has to happen. Family members should visit each other more often, otherwise things will become estranged and the closeness will be gone," Liang Renshen agreed, his eyes strangely envious. He thought, looking at their conditions, his cousin's family must be quite wealthy, so there must be good wine at the banquet. He was a little greedy.

As soon as Chen Xuan entered the room, he smelled a faint smell of sweat. The source was Liang Ren. It was unknown how long it had been since this guy had taken a shower. Perhaps it was like this for all the wanderers, going through wind and rain all the time, so how could they have the time to take care of themselves? Or maybe it was just that this guy didn't care about his appearance.

It was also thanks to Gao Jingming, who developed a slight obsession with cleanliness after practicing Qingyuan Liuyun Gong, that he was able to endure it and remained calm. Well, Gao himself has a little obsession with cleanliness, but he doesn't impose it on others.

After answering, Gao Jingming asked curiously: "Where are you going, Uncle Liang? Why did you miss the time and get caught in the rain at the dock?"

"Hey, it makes me angry just talking about it. I originally wanted to find out the time when the ship passed by, but I met an old woman this morning whose grandson was lost. I looked for him for a long time, but the boy was playing hide-and-seek with the neighbor's friends. When I found him, I slapped him twice on the butt. The old woman killed a chicken to thank me, it was delicious... uh, I wasted time just like that," Liang Ren said in annoyance, slapping his thigh.

Everyone wanted to laugh after hearing this. Are you angry, or are you showing off your glorious deeds?
Seeing this, Liang Ren scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Well, what I said is irrelevant. The thing is, a month ago, I heard that the Zhao family of Dawan Port in Fengzhou was going to hold a martial arts competition to recruit a bride, so I wanted to go and try my luck. Well, I didn't have any extravagant thoughts. There must be an arena for a martial arts competition. I mainly wanted to spar with martial artists. Hehe, it would be even better if I could become famous by the way."

Oh, what a coincidence, Chen Xuan and his friends are about to land at Dayuan Port. These people in the underworld are well-informed, but Chen Xuan and his friends don’t know about this.

This guy is quite self-aware. He knows that with his appearance and martial arts skills, he has little hope of winning the girl, so he changes his target and wants to become famous. Think about it, when competing on the ring, he can announce his name. No matter whether he wins or loses, so many people are watching, so he will be recognized by others.

It is very useful for a wandering person to have some reputation. If something happens somewhere, he will know such a person and can invite him to go with him. This will establish a relationship.

Chen Xuan was surprised. Is there really a martial arts competition to win a bride? He thought it was just a fabrication. After all, what if the son-in-law chosen in the competition was good at martial arts? Who knows what kind of person he is?

Before they could say anything, Liang Ren couldn't stop talking. He kept saying, "I heard that the Zhao family manages half of the docks in Dawan Port and they are very rich. They set up an arena for a martial arts competition to recruit a bride. They must have good food and drink to entertain the contestants. I'm going to make a name for myself and satisfy my cravings at the same time."

I could tell that this guy talked about food every other sentence. He must be a greedy foodie. After all, he was always traveling around the world, so he had to eat one meal a day, sometimes hungry, sometimes full, sometimes cold, sometimes hot. It was not easy to have a good meal unless he was rich.

"Then it is rumored that his daughter is 28 years old, beautiful and good at martial arts. He only has one daughter, so he wants to find a son-in-law with good martial arts to take over the family business. Tsk tsk, whoever is favored by the Zhao family will get both the man and the money, which is great. Unfortunately, I can't count on it," Liang Ren said with a look of longing, his saliva almost flowing out of his mouth, but he still knew his own weight and did not lose his mind.

Gao Jingming was surprised and said, "I've only seen this in operas. It must be very lively."

"I'm not sure about that. You'll know after you go there," Liang Ren shook his head and didn't exaggerate.

In fact, Gao Jingming wanted to say that maybe they would be able to see it in person later, but it is always better to be more careful when meeting people when going out, and not to reveal your itinerary so that people can't figure out your details.

When he paused in his chatter, Chen Xuan took the opportunity to ask the question that had been buried in his heart for many years, "Uncle Liang, are you from the underworld?"

Patting the long sword on his back, Liang Ren grinned and said, "Isn't it obvious? What's the matter, Master Chen? We know each other. Just call me and I'll kill anyone you want. But you have to pay. It's not expensive, ten taels of silver for a head. But let me make it clear first, I won't kill good people, women and children. My big sword is not for cutting the old, weak, women and children. Well, I don't have a small knife specifically for cutting the old, weak, women and children either."

The corner of his mouth twitched. Chen Xuan said, "I almost got the answer." He quickly said, "No, no, we don't have any enemies or grudges with anyone, so there's no need to attack people at every turn. I just want to ask, you wander around the world, often running around and having no fixed place to live, how do you make money?"

"Ha, Mr. Chen asked how to make money. This is simple. Posting notices to arrest criminals in government offices is one income source. Doing dirty and tiring work when someone entrusts you to do it is also an income source. If you encounter a petty thief, you can't kill him for nothing. It can be regarded as helping the government solve their problems, and making some reasonable money by the way. Don't you think so? If that doesn't work, you can learn from the hunters and hunt wolves, tigers and leopards to exchange for money, but you can't let the government know, because hunters are special households. If the government finds out about your work, you will be punished. In short, if you are willing to use your brain, there are still many ways to make money, but you have to be skilled, otherwise forget it." Liang Ren counted on his fingers and gave up when he couldn't think of anything else.

The doubts that Chen Xuan had buried in his heart for many years were finally solved. It seemed that this was how people in the underworld made money: bounty hunters, doing dirty work, robbing robbers, and if all else failed, they could still survive by hunting.

Well, Chen Xuan could also figure that these were low-end. Forget about the high-end stuff. If you had a good financial sense, wouldn't it be easy to make money by changing your martial arts skills a little? Selling herbal tea in the summer, skewers in the winter, and adding some fancy moves, wouldn't it be easy to make money?
"Brother Chen, are you short of money?" Gao Jingming turned around and asked in confusion. He wanted to ask me if he was short of money, but he held back because he thought that one should not show off his wealth when he is away from home.

Shaking his head, Chen Xuan said: "That's not the case, I'm just curious."

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(End of this chapter)