What do you mean I'm a ghost story?

Chapter 30 Founding Disciple

"Could it be that there really isn't an official agency responsible for nightmares?"

Instead of receiving help from the official supernatural department, Xia Qing, who had spent the night with the police, was somewhat worried.

I let it go that I called the police by myself last time.

Despite the commotion, which involved so many neighbors, no one came to investigate.

This made him doubt whether the officials he suspected actually existed.

Otherwise, the reaction shouldn't be so slow.

If there weren't supernatural departments capable of combating nightmares, the situation would likely descend into chaos.

"No, if the Money Dart Technique can find out information about the Nightmare Artifact, then it proves that there must be someone who knows about it."

"This also proves that someone must have killed a Nightmare and figured out a way to create Nightmare artifacts using the essence of Nightmares..."

Xia Qing had considered sending the Money Dartsman to gather information again.

Unfortunately, after his last trip, when he tried to send the Money Darts out again, the replies he received were always:

"Your [Golden Dart Technique] is exhausted and you have no desire to go out for the time being."

Furthermore, based on feedback from the Money Dart Method, such inquiries were indeed inquiries; it was truly necessary to find such an informant.

Whether you can find them, how much time and transportation it will take, and whether they will be willing to tell you—all of these are uncertain.

However, because of this, he could indirectly confirm that there must be someone who knew about the existence of Nightmares, and even killed Nightmares and figured out how to use the origin of Nightmares.

It's a real shame that the Money Dart Technique's "ability" is so limited that going out is already extremely mysterious, let alone gathering intelligence.

If you were to ask who the other party is or where they are, even the Money Dart Master wouldn't be able to give a clear answer.

Xia Qing had previously tried asking about Tai Chi.

However, this "going out" behavior seems to stem from the unique nature of the Money Dart technique itself, and is somewhat related to spending money lavishly. Tai Chi Chuan does not have this ability.

"Forget it, even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. What's the point of me wallowing in self-pity here?"

Xia Qing temporarily stopped thinking about these helpless and troubling things. Having only slept for less than two hours, he still woke up early according to his recently disciplined biological clock.

I must say, I feel like my mental state has recovered quite well.

Even the bruises from yesterday have faded a bit.

"It should be the body strengthening effect of Tai Chi."

Xia Qing immediately understood.

The strengthening of Tai Chi Chuan did not bring much increase in strength, but it always gave him a feeling of vitality.

This is likely the case, as it has significantly improved the body's ability to recover and regulate.

This made him even more satisfied with this boxing style.

It can improve mental defense and enhance recovery, which is much more useful than a single martial art.

After getting up and washing up, he went directly to Hero Park for his morning exercise, as was his usual routine.

This time, however, I didn't go to the bald man's stall to raid it as usual.

Firstly, the bald man was probably scared, so he simply didn't set up his stall today.

Secondly, since we don't want people to film us, it's not appropriate to keep raiding their stalls.

"Hey, Master Xia is here."

"Master Xia, would you like some breakfast? I just steamed some buns myself..."

Xia Qing went directly to the fitness park.

As soon as I arrived, I was greeted warmly by a group of elderly people.

Besides the familiar faces, there were also many unfamiliar young people.

They all looked sleepy, as if they hadn't woken up properly and had been trampled over early in the morning.

Xia Qing guessed it must be from one of the neighbors' houses yesterday. However, he didn't pay much attention. After dealing with the group of enthusiastic elderly people, he watched to see if Grandpa Zhang would come over, and then started practicing Tai Chi to warm up.

Many elderly people also consciously followed Xia Qinglian in neat formation.

"Can I...can I learn with you too?"

After finishing practicing the boxing technique, Xia Qing, who was giving the elderly some time to rest, glanced up and caught sight of a hesitant little giant.

It was none other than the one who had been bewitched by the nightmare with Tan Lei last night.

He was a good 2.3 or 2.4 meters tall, with a broad frame. Even without much fat, he looked like a small mountain when he stood up. His hands were bigger than a person's head. Even Xia Qing was impressed by him.

"Of course, what's your name?"

Xia Qing took a sip of her own bottled water and asked.

"Xu Dashan".

The little giant chuckled sheepishly, "Well, I don't know what happened to me yesterday, I was like I was possessed..."

"It's okay. Let's just pretend yesterday never happened. Don't talk about it or dwell on it."

Xia Qing shook her head, stopping Xu Dashan from continuing.

It is unclear whether the relevant official departments exist or what their attitude is.

However, given the complete absence of any information about nightmares online, it seems that keeping it a secret is the priority, and it's best not to talk about it for the time being.

Secondly, if you really delve into or get involved in such matters, you will inevitably get caught up in them.

Just like himself, it's impossible for him to live a peaceful life now.

"okay."

Xu Dashan nodded honestly.

"Let's go, let's start training. From now on, you will be the first disciple of our sect."

Xia Qing patted Xu Dashan on the shoulder with a smile, directly confusing the concepts of learning from someone with a master.

That physique is clearly that of a martial arts prodigy!

After all, they don't even need to practice; one slap is enough to send someone spinning in circles.

Tai Chi Chuan is always clamoring to establish its own school, so whether or not it's useful to do it, it doesn't hurt to give it a try.

Besides, with such a strong physique, he doesn't even need to do anything; just being taken out is impressive enough. Those show-offs who love to flaunt their skills in front of others will definitely like it.

"okay."

Xu Dashan clearly didn't have any ulterior motives and nodded honestly. Then he stood behind Xia Qing and joined the others in practicing again.

"Wow, that's huge! Where did he come from?"

"I overheard it just now. Master Xia just accepted his first personal disciple!"

"Wow, my goodness! With that physique, if he learns boxing from Master Xia, he could easily kill someone."

"I have something even more shocking to tell you. I heard that something strange happened there yesterday. A group of people encountered an evil spirit, but the evil spirit was killed by Master Xia, who happened to be there, with just a few punches."

"How come I heard that Master Xia was fighting hundreds of people by himself?"

Xu Dashan's physique alone was enough to attract attention and discussion, but in the end, the topic turned back to Xia Qing.

Xia Qing didn't pay attention to them; she just focused on practicing her boxing a few times and helped to guide and adjust Xu Dashan's posture.

Since I've taken on this title, I should at least fulfill some of my responsibilities.

With Xu Dashan's physique, if he could master the skills, although he might not be able to acquire Xia Qing's mysterious supernatural abilities, he would still be a formidable asset when necessary.

"Grandpa Zhang didn't come today, could something really have happened to him...?"

After giving Xu Dashan a private lesson, Xia Qing noticed that many people had already left the fitness park, but she still couldn't see Grandpa Zhang and Zhang Hai. Xia Qing's brows furrowed slightly.

(End of this chapter)