My path to immortality began with my posting to guard Dawancun.

Chapter 902 Martial Arts Manual, in the City (Three Chapters Combined)

"die!"

Suddenly, a figure sprang out from the roadside bushes, and a wooden stick whistled as it smashed down toward Shen Changchuan's head!
That blow was fierce and brutal, as fast as a whirlwind. If that blow had landed, the head would probably have been smashed open!
however,
At that moment, it was as if Shen Changchuan had eyes in the back of his head.
One step,
The figure suddenly turned around, narrowly dodging the club that was about to fall.

Simultaneously,

call out!
A glint of cold light appeared suddenly, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, tearing through the air and stabbing precisely towards its throat!

"not good!"

The attackers were terrified.
At this moment, how could he not realize that he had encountered a treacherous fellow who was pretending to be weak while actually being strong?
But that doesn't make sense either!

Judging from this kid's walking and sitting posture, he's only slightly stable in his lower body. He probably only learned some basic stances and farming techniques, and doesn't seem to have any real martial arts training.

How could such a swift counterattack be possible?!
In an instant,

A multitude of thoughts flashed through the attacker's mind like lightning.

At this moment, he was in an awkward situation where his old strength had been exhausted and new strength had not yet emerged. He had no room to defend himself and could only tighten his skin.
That sharp edge had already pierced through!

laugh!
There was a muffled sound,
The spear pierced the attacker's throat.

however,
Shen Changchuan, who was holding the gun, keenly sensed that something was wrong.

Although the spear pierced through the opponent's throat, the sensation from the spear made him feel as if it had only pierced cowhide, and it hadn't penetrated much into the opponent's body!

martial arts!

In an instant, Shen Changchuan realized what was happening.

If it were anyone else, they might be stunned by this sudden change, and thus be caught off guard by the enemy and killed in a counterattack.

But clearly, Shen Changchuan is no ordinary person.

Whether it was fighting for decades in the main world or surviving alone in the wilderness for four years after crossing over to this world.

These experiences gave him a wealth of combat experience.

Noticing that the piercing sensation was off,

Without any hesitation, Shen Changchuan instantly channeled the integrated muscle and blood energy within his arm into the spear shaft.
The spear began to spin rapidly, like a rapidly rotating drill, and with the next surge of force, it tore through the tough hide even further.

With a snap, the gun tip pierced through the joint of the neck bone, instantly piercing the attacker's neck!
Blood splattered out.

It dyed the surrounding vegetation a deep crimson.

at this time,

A gaunt man not far away, also holding another stick and blocking Shen Changchuan's escape route, witnessed this scene.
Seeing Brother Wang, who was supposedly a formal disciple of the Beggars' Sect and had learned a few martial arts moves, being shot through the neck and killed instantly,

He was almost frozen in place, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

He immediately threw down the wooden stick in his hand and turned to run away in terror.

So much so that he was so terrified that he tripped over some weeds and stumbled and fell, which made him even more frightened and made him run even faster.

just,

Before he could run very far,
A sharp pain shot through his foot, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

A spear had somehow pierced his thigh and pinned him to the ground.

The emaciated beggar clutched his thigh and wailed loudly.

Shen Changchuan approached slowly.
"Alright, stop crying. I haven't killed you yet, have I?"

"Tell me everything you know."

"Perhaps I can spare your life."

after an hour,

puff!

Shen Changchuan, expressionless, thrust his spear forward, instantly piercing the head of the beggar named Er Gouzi.

"I'm sorry, I only said I might spare your life, not that I would definitely let you go."

"After careful consideration, I realized that letting you go might provoke the behemoth that is the Beggars' Sect, so I finally decided to nip it in the bud."

"In your next life, open your eyes wider."

"You must understand that in the martial arts world, children, women, and old men are not to be trifled with!"

Regardless of whether the other party heard or not,

Shen Changchuan began to explain to the other party,

He said he was apologizing, but in reality, he showed no remorse whatsoever.

But that's normal.
If it weren't for some means of self-preservation, I would be the one dead here right now.

Those who kill will always be killed.

After killing the other party, Shen Changchuan felt no remorse or guilt.

Until the moment of death,
Er Gouzi's face still maintained a blank and ignorant expression.

Clearly, they were completely unaware that death was approaching.

"These strange talents are a problem."

"To encounter such a guy so early in my career, I really don't know if it's my misfortune or his."

It was confirmed that this person was absolutely dead.
Recalling the reasons and details he learned from the other party, Shen Changchuan couldn't help but shake his head.

I was wondering why they were targeting me.

It turned out that he had smelled the ginseng in his own package.
This left Shen Changchuan somewhat helpless.

This is truly an undeserved disaster.

"It's good that not everyone has this kind of talent, otherwise it would be troublesome."

"In the end, money is what truly moves people's hearts!"

Shen Changchuan felt a slight sense of emotion.

There's nothing we can do about it.
There's nothing good in the mountains to properly store ginseng.

They could only use a simple wooden box they made themselves.
It's perfectly normal for there to be an odor in this situation.

Shen Changchuan found a few copper coins on Er Gouzi's corpse and then left.

Just as the two had initially agreed, the wild animals in the mountains would naturally clean up the carcass.

Shen Changchuan had no intention of cleaning up the mess.

They probably didn't expect this.
In the end, they themselves will be the ones who become corpses.

After a while

Shen Changchuan arrived at a dilapidated temple outside Changhe Town, overgrown with weeds and mostly collapsed.

According to the information obtained from Er Gouzi,
After searching around in a corner of a beam in the dilapidated temple, they found a small bundle.

Inside the bundle,

There were several worn-out clothes covered in patches, and a money bag.

The purse contained about one tael of silver and over a hundred copper coins.

Furthermore, Shen Changchuan also found three pages of paper filled with writing and drawings.

If Er Gouzi wasn't mistaken, these three sheets of paper should contain the hard qigong practiced by the middle-aged beggar surnamed Wang.

According to him,

The one surnamed Wang is a formal member of the Beggars' Sect.

Ordered by a certain elder of the Beggars' Sect, he was assigned to Changhe Town to rebuild the organization that had been destroyed four years ago after being massacred by the King of Wei.

This is the Beggars' Sect's return to the eight prefectures along the Wei River.
That middle-aged beggar surnamed Wang was just one of many members in the Beggars' Sect's plan to return to power.

He was even the most inconspicuous one.
After all, Changhe Town only has a few hundred permanent residents, and most of them are just planting one or two seeds. They are far inferior to the Beggar Clan disciples who are also part of the recovery organization but were assigned to county towns.

However, despite this,

However, as the leader of the dispatched restoration organization in one area, the beggar surnamed Wang still received some financial assistance from that Beggar Clan elder.

These three pages of paper should be one of the grants.

It contains the following:
It should be one or two martial arts techniques passed down from there.

Since arriving in Changhe Town, Er Gouzi has frequently seen the other party take it out to browse and read, showing great importance to it.

I even worry that if I carry it close to my body, sweat will wet and damage the writing on the paper, so I usually don't carry it with me when I go out, but put it in a hidden corner.

This is also why Shen Changchuan found these three pages of paper.

"Is this all the martial arts in this world?"

Shen Changchuan took out the three sheets of paper with some curiosity and examined them closely.

If one could cultivate,

It not only allows one to step into the world of martial arts.

At the same time, my safety when I go to Nanyang County will be greatly improved.

however,
I only took one look at it.
Shen Changchuan had no choice but to fold the three sheets of paper neatly and put them back.

"I forgot that I am nothing more than an illiterate person in this world."

Shake his head,
Shen Changchuan couldn't help but feel a little wistful.

Yes,

He doesn't recognize the written language of this world!

So much so that the handwriting on those three pages was almost like reading gibberish to him.

There's nothing we can do.

Having transmigrated to this world, I was in a daze for the first three years due to damage to my soul.

Later, a drastic change occurred, resulting in the massacre of the entire Yangjia Village, forcing him to hide in the deep mountains.

In this situation, what opportunities are there to come into contact with the world's written language?

It's perfectly normal not to understand the contents of these three pages.

"Very well, let's discuss everything once we reach Nanyang County."

"Besides going to the martial arts school to learn martial arts, I also need to find a teacher to teach me to read."

Thinking in my heart,

Shen Changchuan placed three martial arts manuals, each containing one or two techniques, into his bundle, and took the silver and his companion.

He paid no attention to the tattered clothes and then turned and left the dilapidated temple.

Regrouping, Shen Changchuan continued his journey.

When they get hungry during the day, they go to the water's edge to catch some fish or go into the forest to hunt some prey.

They sleep in the trees at night.

We stopped and started along the way.

It took four days.

Shen Changchuan finally arrived in Nanyang County.

Throughout the county town, the bluestone paving stones on the streets stretch to the end of the street, bustling with people, vendors shouting their wares, and pedestrians haggling over prices.

This is what a real city is like.

Instead of a dilapidated town like Changhe Town, which has only a few hundred people.

only,
Beneath the surface of prosperity, there may lie darkness that is difficult to erase.

As he walked down the street, Shen Changchuan's brows furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Because he saw a child sitting on the ground begging at the street corner.

It's not unusual to see children begging.
After all, in these chaotic times, a single war could create countless homeless children.

But the problem is,
These children are all disabled!

Some were missing their limbs, while others were twisted into a bizarre arc, squatting on the ground, looking utterly miserable, constantly kowtowing to passersby.

Shen Changchuan keenly noticed that in an inconspicuous corner further away, someone's gaze was subtly sweeping over the children.

The words "harvesting and mutilating" flashed into his mind in an instant.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Shen Changchuan's face.

But he didn't make any move in the end; he only paused slightly before continuing on and passing them.

What can be done about this?
Shen Changchuan was only seven years old in this body, and he knew some simple techniques for using qi and blood, but his skills were far inferior to those of real martial arts.

A beggar from the outer circle who had only learned a few moves of kung fu was almost not pierced through the neck by his own gun.

Let alone those who have learned the complete martial arts.
He hadn't forgotten that Zhang San said he had seen a seven or eight-year-old child send an adult flying with a single slap!

The power of martial arts to enhance a person's strength is probably beyond imagination!

Shen Changchuan is currently powerless to save anyone, and can only prioritize ensuring his own survival.

When poor, one should cultivate one's own virtue.

"The Beggars' Sect."

Shen Changchuan silently repeated these two words.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He hadn't forgotten.
He had been ambushed and killed by the Beggars' Sect not long ago.

Once I have mastered martial arts,
We must get our revenge!

of course,

The prerequisite is that you have mastered martial arts!
Shen Changchuan continued on his way, stopping occasionally to ask questions.

It didn't take much time.

Following the address given by Zhang San, they went to the Locust Tree Lane and found his wife.

His wife was a woman with a large hand and a somewhat weathered face, but one could still vaguely see the beauty that had not been completely buried by the years.

He had a three- or four-year-old child with him.

Seemingly worried about gossip from the neighbors, he did not invite Shen Changchuan into the house, but asked Shen Changchuan's purpose at the door.

Shen Changchuan didn't pay much attention.

It's understandable that men might act suspiciously when they're away from home.

However, his behavior is unlike that of an ordinary farmer.

It seems there's some history between Zhang San and his wife.

Shaking his head inwardly, Shen Changchuan had no intention of pressing the matter further.

I only met Zhang San once.
He wasn't a gossip, and he didn't have any intention of gossiping about other people's situations.

Shen Changchuan relayed the message Zhang San requested to the other party.

They said the other party was going to another county with their companions and might not return for two or three months.

After listening,

Zhang San's wife looked somewhat worried.

However, she did not forget Shen Changchuan.
She had the little boy behind her pour a cup of tea, handed it to Shen Changchuan to express her gratitude, and asked if Shen Changchuan needed any help.

Shen Changchuan waved his hand, indicating that the other party did not need to be polite.

Just as they were about to leave,

But then it suddenly occurred to him that Zhang San's wife lived in Nanyang County, and she should know a lot about what was going on in the county.

So he inquired about the situation in the city.

For example, which inn is better, which pawnshop or pharmacy is fair, which martial arts school teaches real skills, or which forces are troublesome and should not be provoked.

As a local, the other person should know quite a bit.

This can at least reduce some trouble for yourself.

Regarding Shen Changchuan's question

Zhang San's wife also thought about it carefully.

He then recommended several inns, pharmacies, and martial arts schools in Nanyang County to Shen Changchuan.

However, at the same time,

He also advised Shen Changchuan that if he was going to stay in Nanyang County for more than a month, it would be best not to stay in an inn.

If we go to guesthouses, the rooms will be too expensive. It's better to find someone to rent long-term.

As for the martial arts school

As a woman, she didn't know much, so she could only recommend the most famous and best-known people in Nanyang County to Shen Changchuan.

"As for the forces we cannot afford to offend..."

Zhang San's wife glanced at Shen Changchuan.
He hesitated for a moment,
However, he still spoke up to remind them:

"The gangs in the city are alright. Although they collect protection money, they basically only take a cut from the vendors and porters at the docks. They don't really operate in the city. As long as you don't provoke them, you'll be fine."

"The real danger lies with the beggars. Brother Shen, if you see any beggars on the street, be as careful as possible."

"It's best not to walk at night, and you should also avoid walking in sparsely populated and secluded places."

Towards the end,

Zhang San's wife lowered her voice and glanced to both sides, seemingly worried that someone might hear her.

At the same time, her words were somewhat unclear, as if she was somewhat wary and dared not say too much, but one hand involuntarily hugged the little radish at her feet.

See here,

A thoughtful look flashed in Shen Changchuan's eyes.

"Understood, thank you very much, sister-in-law!"

Shen Changchuan nodded.

He bowed to Zhang San's wife in thanks and prepared to take his leave.

"Don't be shy. If you encounter any trouble, feel free to come to me."

After some polite exchanges,

Shen Changchuan then turned and left.

Back on the streets,
As people came and went on the street, Shen Changchuan vaguely sensed some ill-intentioned gazes sweeping over him.

"Age and height are big issues!"

Shen Changchuan recalled Zhang San's wife's earlier reminder and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Despite the fact that he has had plenty of meat in recent years, he is much taller and stronger than the average seven-year-old.

But he still looks like a teenager of about ten years old.

They're just a little older kids.

Children this age, when going out alone, are naturally easy prey for some unscrupulous people!
Zhang San's wife had obviously noticed something, which is why she gave him a reminder.

"Forget it, we'll deal with whatever comes our way."

"If pushed too far, I'm not entirely powerless to fight back!"

"Let's find a place to stay first!"

A glint flashed in his eyes,
Shen Changchuan strode away.

Following the recommendation of Zhang San's wife, Shen Changchuan first went to the Yuelai Inn located in the south of the city.

According to Zhang San's wife, the inn's accommodation fees were reasonable, and she often took on laundry work there, so the things were kept relatively clean.

At least, it's much more ethical than some unscrupulous inns that prey on tourists.

When Shen Changchuan entered and said he wanted to check in...
The innkeeper glanced at Shen Changchuan with some curiosity along the way.
They seemed somewhat curious about a young boy staying at an inn alone.

However, he didn't say much.
After Shen Changchuan paid the deposit and registered, he was given a room number and led by the waiter to his room to rest.

One night later,

Meimei took a nap.
Shen Changchuan had already shaken off the fatigue from traveling for days.

morning,

I ordered breakfast at the inn and savored it at a table in a corner on the second floor.

While eating,

His gaze involuntarily swept across the first floor.

There were small groups of martial arts practitioners, armed with swords, eating breakfast and talking loudly.

Shen Changchuan listened carefully,
It tells stories about things that happen in the martial arts world.

For example, when a shipment from Shunfeng Escort Agency passed through Black Wind Mountain, it was robbed by Black Wind Village.

The Shunfeng Escort Agency is now gathering its members to demand an explanation from the Black Wind Stronghold for why they were intercepted and killed despite the tolls they had paid.

For example,

A He family team on the Wei River was attacked by unknown individuals, and three of their cargo ships were sunk.

There's also the story of the young leader of the Iron Palm Clan who went out traveling and apparently encountered some danger, disappearing completely. Now, Iron Plate Zhang is frantically sending his disciples to search everywhere for the young leader's whereabouts.
Shen Changchuan ate his breakfast slowly, listening to the conversations of the martial arts figures above.

Although he didn't know which side belonged to which faction.
But that's what gives it that江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) feel.

Shen Changchuan listened attentively for a while, treating it as an opportunity to broaden his horizons.

But soon,

The martial arts practitioners at the table below started talking about something else, which made Shen Changchuan pause in his breakfast.

According to their conversation,
A Beggar Clan disciple has died in Changhe Town. Elder Sun Butong of the Beggar Clan is investigating the murderer and has put up a reward. Anyone with clues or information will receive a reward from the Beggar Clan after confirmation.

At the same time, Elder Sun Butong also declared that whoever killed them should immediately turn themselves in to the Beggars' Sect, as the Beggars' Sect would not let anyone who dared to kill their disciples go unpunished!
No,

Is the martial arts world really that small?

How can such trivial news get out?

But soon,

Then he realized what was happening.

The city of Nanyang is only two hundred miles away from Changhe Town. Due to the massacre four years ago, the area is sparsely populated, and Changhe Town is now part of the settlement area near the city of Nanyang.

Within this area, a heinous incident occurred in which members of the Beggars' Sect were murdered, so it is not surprising that such news spread in the surrounding area.

At this moment, Shen Changchuan also fell into deep thought.
Could this matter pose a danger to me?

Think for a moment,

Shen Changchuan shook his head in the end.

Later, after using the soul techniques of the Yuanmo Devouring God Record, he learned from the gaunt man that the two men's attack on him was entirely impulsive.

They left no trace whatsoever of their intention to ambush him.
At the time of the incident,
Shen Changchuan was also certain that no outsiders witnessed him killing the two men!

Finding yourself is not so easy.

After all, they don't have a God's-eye view.
When reading a novel, you might think the case is simple after you finish reading it, but if you remove the omniscient perspective and put yourself in the story, you will find out how difficult it is to solve those unsolved cases!

Especially in this feudal society where there was no surveillance and information exchange was slow.

not to mention,
If they were truly that capable of finding even the slightest clue,

They probably would have surrounded him long ago, instead of issuing a statement asking him to confess!
"No need to worry!"

A thought flashed through Chen Changchuan's mind, and he felt slightly relieved.

However, despite this,

But you can't always hope that people won't find you, can you?
Ultimately, strength is what matters!

If I had the strength of my own body, I would jump out and tell them that they killed the person. What if I also crushed the so-called Sun Butong and the other so-called Beggar Clan disciples to death in front of them?

strength!

Ultimately, it's a matter of insufficient strength!
It's time to go to a martial arts school and learn martial arts as soon as possible!
A thought flashed through Shen Changchuan's mind.

(End of this chapter)