Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 56 Three Moves
Lin Jiang tapped the sheet on the table with his finger.

The three moves that Chen Dajiang knows are really too simple. If you study hard, you can memorize all the moves in a day at most. The rest is all about hard practice. It's a method that gets better the longer you practice.

Grandma still dotes on her grandson, so she had someone copy down a lot of notices and posted them up.

"The three of you?"

“Yes.” The young man in the lead nodded. “The three of us are brothers, all surnamed Zeng. My name is Zeng Mu, and these two are Zeng Wen and Zeng Yan.”

"So what moves do the three of you know?" Lin Jiang was very curious. The three brothers did not look very alike, but their movements were in a way that was hard to describe as synchronized.

“The three of us each have a specialty: I am the Mind Observer, he is the Ear Thief, and the other is the Clever Speaker.”

"What are these three techniques? Please enlighten me."

"First of all, I have to tell you that these three moves are techniques. After you use them, you need to wait for 13,500 breaths before you can use them again. Have you heard of this?" Zeng Yan asked.

Lin Jiang nodded.

Gongxuan had told him about this before.

Zeng Mu then continued to explain: "My Mind Observation allows you to see the changes in the Qi of others. If a person has malicious intentions, it will turn red; if they are kind to you, it will turn gold. Each color has a different function. For example, the young man next to you is currently red with green in his eyes, which means he is wary of us."

Zeng pointed at Chen Dajiang, who snorted and turned his head away.

“Using my method, you can see three people a day. With continued practice, you can see seven people, or even more. But seeing more than that will have no effect. You have to wait for a full cycle of the Great Heavenly Circulation to recover.”

I once heard it said: "My 'stealing ear' is also called 'spirit ear,' which can hear many wonderful sounds. When passing through mountains and rivers, I can hear the whispers of mountain gods. When walking through piles of dead trees, I can hear the private chatter of ghosts. If you have some treasures in your hands, you can also hear the words of these treasures by listening carefully."

"This method doesn't involve repetitions, but if the training is poor, the sound won't be clear."

Finally, Zeng said: "I am the weakest in ability and the weakest in eloquence. I can only make your words more trustworthy, and there are no limitations."

Lin Jiang was moved after hearing this.

Lin Jiang really wanted to learn these three skills!

Even the last one, who claims to be useless, can make a name for himself in the martial arts world if practiced well.

"How would you three like to calculate the compensation?"

"Just follow what's written on the paper."

The old lady promised to give each of the traveling martial arts practitioners thirty taels of silver.

The two sides quickly reached an agreement and had a very pleasant conversation.

Only Chen Dajiang kept frowning and giving Lin Jiang meaningful glances.

Lin Jiang asked the Zeng brothers to wait, and then went out with Chen Dajiang.

“Young Master, there’s something amiss with those three.” Chen Dajiang rarely showed any shrewdness: “The three of them are all skilled, capable of making a living. If any sect or gang possessed such skills, they would all have to perform bloody deeds to learn them. But they’re willing to teach you for thirty taels of silver… something’s not right.”

"Of course I know."

"Then why, young master?"

“They’ve already come knocking on our door,” Lin Jiang said, pointing to the three people behind him. “If they really have malicious intent, what difference does it make whether I accept them or not?”

Chen Dajiang thought for a moment.

It seems to be true.

If these three people are really bad, then even if they refuse, it won't work. They will always find a way to sneak up on Lin Jiang's side.

"At least we can't let them into the yard," Chen Dajiang said.

Lin Jiang nodded; he wouldn't allow a martial arts expert he'd just met to enter the Water Mart's compound.

After returning to their seats, both sides reached an agreement that starting tomorrow, the three would begin teaching Lin Jiang. During this period, Lin Jiang would be responsible for providing them with lodging and food. Instead of choosing a courtyard, they opted for the largest inn in the city and booked three excellent guest rooms for them to stay in.

The three nodded in agreement, and after enjoying a good meal and drinks, they left.

Watching their retreating figures, Lin Jiang felt a little uneasy.

Are these three friends or foes?
I really can't figure it out right now. I can only deal with whatever comes my way. What if these three are just江湖好汉 (jianghu heroes) who are short of money?

After finishing their meal, they bowed and took their leave, eager to learn their skills the next day. The three Zeng brothers headed south to the inn, while Lin Jiang and Da Jiang headed north back to their mansion. As they left the shop, the shopkeeper called out loudly:

Take care!

But as he finished speaking, the shop owner seemed to have a tickle in his throat and coughed twice.

He touched his brow; it seemed like a bean had appeared.

……

"These three江湖客..."

After listening to Chen Dajiang's report, Wen Xiangyi frowned for most of the day.

The events of the past two days were enough to throw Wen Xiangyi's mind into a whirl.

Taking over the Mao family meant dealing with a lot of things: checking accounts, sending people to take over positions, and appeasing subordinates. Wen Xiangyi was overwhelmed with work.

However, it seems that the governor instructed the local county government to provide proper assistance, as many difficult issues were resolved immediately upon the arrival of government officials.

Because of this, rumors have even spread among the pine trees in the past two days that the Water Element is going to take control of the entire pine forest.

Add to that the three martial arts practitioners who came today, who seemed ready to give away martial arts techniques for free...

Could it be that his grandson is really the reincarnation of his grandfather, the governor?
This is just too absurd!

The old lady hesitated for a long time:
"Big Sauce, do you know any experts who can find information about people's ancestors?"

"The name you gave me before was Long Meng." Chen Dajiang shook his head: "I don't know it. People like that are usually government employees."

Wen Xiangyi remained silent, only inwardly thinking, "Absurd."

Does he really treat his grandson like his grandfather?
"Go and keep an eye on those three江湖客 (jianghu ke, meaning martial arts practitioners), and make sure they don't plot anything malicious."

Chen Dajiang nodded, turned and left.

Wen Xiangyi was left alone in the room. After a moment of silence, she got up and walked towards the inner room.

It didn't take long before we arrived at a bed.

Lin Shengfeng was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, sleeping very comfortably.

Wen Xiangyi lifted the blanket halfway and crawled inside.

The bedding was warm and cozy, and there was no musty smell.

Lin Shengfeng has always been capable since he was young, and even now that he suffers from hysteria, he is still capable.

So he was covered in the scent of herbs. Wen Xiangyi had always loved to hold him since she was young, but she had stopped doing so as she got older.

But now that Lin Shengfeng is back, her habits have returned.

After leaning against Lin Shengfeng for a while, Wen Xiangyi murmured to herself:

"My grandson is just like you, he can't settle down and always wants to go out. Sigh, it's too dangerous to go out."

"Moreover, it seems that many people outside are watching my grandson, and I really can't tell whether they are good or bad."

"How could someone give so much to their grandson without asking for anything in return, and even call him grandpa..."

"Of course... our grandson is a god."

Lin Shengfeng's sudden muttering made Wen Xiangyi sit up abruptly. She looked down at Lin Shengfeng and found that he was still asleep.

He was still sleeping; what he said just now seemed to be sleep talking.

"Fairy..."

Wen Xiangyi chewed on the word.

When will my grandson ascend to immortality?

(End of this chapter)