Underworld entries, starting with ghost stories.

Chapter 92 Dark Gold General: Pei Yuanqing!

Dou Xianniang, Luo Zhuluan, and Shan Ailian noticed his strange expression.

They each got up, came to his side, and looked out the window at the street.

There, a group of people were slowly walking towards them, with soldiers clearing the way in front and generals following behind.

There was a carriage in the middle, and the people sitting inside were probably officials sent down by the imperial court.

That's not surprising.

Strangely, there were three military officers in front of the carriage, two of whom were young men around twenty years old.

But there was a child, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a soft armor that was barely cut to fit him.

The child was thin and small, but his arms were muscular and twisted. His head was so small that it was impossible to see it unless you looked at it from the front.

It was because he carried a pair of large hammers crossed on his back, each hammerhead bigger than his head, just like Qi Guoyuan's "double hammers," as big as buckets, probably weighing five or six hundred pounds together.

The horse the child was riding was thin and small, but covered in fur. At first glance, it looked like a lion, or perhaps it was a cross between a lion and a horse.

"Can this kid really carry such a big hammer?" Shan Ailian chuckled softly. "Could it be that these hammers, like Qi Guoyuan's, are fake hammers made of cardboard and veneer, just to scare people?"

Dou Xianniang said, "Qi Guoyuan looks tall and strong, with a muscular body, which is quite intimidating. This child looks thin and small, and he's also ugly."

"He can't scare people like that."

Luo Zhuluan shook her head and said, "This child is probably not simple."

She looked at Wu Qing, who was also staring at the child with surprise in his eyes.

Wu Qing stared at the child whose hammer was bigger than a person, and noticed that the words hanging on his body were also in dark gold.

— "Pei Yuanqing (Fourth Realm Warrior, Fierce General)".

Wu Qing exclaimed, "Don't underestimate this child. His martial prowess is probably even greater than Luo Cheng's."

Dou Xianniang was a little incredulous: "Qing-ge'er, you're probably exaggerating. The double hammers on that child's back are probably real, but martial arts aren't just about weapons."

"Young Master Luo Cheng's martial arts are outstanding. If he were to suddenly use his 'Returning Spear' move on the battlefield, almost no one would be able to defeat him."

"If he really gets angry, even if Liu Heita, Su Dingfang, and I join forces, we probably couldn't withstand ten of his shots."

Luo Zhuluan nodded slightly: "My elder brother has been practicing spear since he was a child and has improved every day. He boasts that he is invincible, which is of course impossible, but there are indeed few rivals in the world."

Wu Qing nodded: "Your brother's martial arts skills are indeed remarkable."

Pointing to the thin child carrying two hammers on his back, whose head was completely hidden from view when viewed from behind, he said, "But this child is probably even more advanced than your brother."

He thought to himself, "If Pei Yuanqing and Luo Cheng are both judged to be fourth-level martial artists, then Li Yuanba is probably the only one in the first three levels."

"Li Yuanba alone occupies the top three realms, and even the second-best in the world can only be ranked after the fourth realm—well, that makes sense."

Pei Yuanqing and Luo Cheng were classified as being at the fourth level because their strength was indeed at the fourth level.

Li Yuanba is at the first realm, because the highest realm is only one.

Dan Ailian clicked her tongue: "Brother Qing, you're exaggerating too much. Sister Zhu Luan's brother is already a rare master in the world."

"According to you, apart from the legendary third son of the Duke of Tang, Li Yuanba, and Yuwen Chengdu, who once boasted that he was invincible but was humiliated by Li Yuanba, there are few who can rival this child."

"Such a thin child?"

Pei Yuanqing was ugly and thin, with his arms even appearing thicker than his waist.

Its head wasn't big, but its eyes were huge, making it even more of a ghost story than Wu Qing, whose neck was crooked after his first death.

As the procession passed by the street in front of the window, the two young men beside him were still complaining about him.

Hearing his two older brothers' complaints, Pei Yuanqing just lowered his head and remained silent.

"I'll go ask someone." Shan Ailian saw local police officers maintaining order on the street.

He then floated down to gather information.

Soon, she floated up again: "It turns out that the person in that carriage is Pei Renji, the newly appointed Henan Circuit Commissioner for the Suppression of Criminals. He was originally an official in the capital, but because his youngest son caused trouble, he grabbed a treacherous official by the hands and feet in front of the palace and almost tore him in two."

"After that treacherous official complained to the tyrannical emperor, his whole family was demoted to Shanma Pass. In name, they were ordered to arrest and inspect Henan Province, and they would beat anyone who dared to rebel."

Just then, Pei Yuanqing and his two older brothers were standing under the window.

Pei Yuanqing raised his head and looked this way.

He was still young and knew nothing about women; although he saw three beautiful women, he was completely uninterested.

His eyes lingered on Wu Qing for a moment, then looked away.

In that instant, Wu Qing felt a terrifying sense of being watched by ghosts and monsters.

Thinking to myself, if this kid beats me to death, I might as well just die; I have absolutely no courage to write the word "miserable" on his leg.

As the procession moved to the other side of the street, soon all that could be seen was Pei Yuanqing carrying a pair of large hammers crossed on his back.

He slowly shook his feather fan, thinking to himself, "Why is Pei Yuanqing's entry the same dark gold color as Luo Cheng's? Is it because they both died young?"

"But Liu Heita is also a gold entry! Although both Cheng Yaojin and Su Dingfang achieved great success and died peacefully in their old age, Liu Heita, whether in official history or fiction, did not live as long as Luo Cheng."

Why is Liu Heita, like Cheng Yaojin and Su Dingfang, the kind of person who is glittering with gold?

"Or is it that dark gold is a higher grade than that glittering gold, and the determination is based on martial prowess? Pei Yuanqing and Luo Cheng are superior in martial arts, so it's this more mysterious dark gold?"

However, if judged by martial prowess, Liu Heita is a commander-in-chief who has never been known for his personal martial skills, so he doesn't seem to deserve the gold-level entry.

Moreover, the gold that shines brightly, like that of Cheng Yaojin, Liu Heita, and Su Dingfang, looks even more dazzling.

Although Pei Yuanqing and Luo Cheng's gold jewelry was very stylish, he just couldn't bring himself to like it.

Wu Qing thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up for now.

Luo Cheng was, after all, his future brother-in-law, and he still wanted to get closer to him to avoid making things difficult for Luo Zhuluan in the future.

Pei Yuanqing really has nothing to do with him anymore.

After finishing their meal at the restaurant, they checked into an inn that evening.

Staying at a guesthouse also requires a pass and various checks, but there's nothing that extra money can't solve.

Even without extra money, the boss would still try to find a way to keep the business running.

That evening, Wu Qing heard a rustling sound coming from the window.

He got up, went over, opened the window, and the little white snake quietly slipped in.

He glanced at Miss Dou's room next door, then turned back to look at the little white snake.

The little white snake landed lightly and gracefully on the ground, like flowing water.

Then she transformed into a naked beauty, gracefully rose, stood before him, looked up at him, her eyes clear and gentle as water.