Dog Brother transmigrates into Lin Pingzhi: The Tai Xuan Scripture suppresses all nations

The bamboo pole, wielding the force of wind and thunder, lashed towards Shi Potian's waist and ribs with lightning speed and extreme cunning.

Shi Potian, suspended in mid-air, tapped and guided the bamboo pole with his fingertips, and the fierce force was swept away like a tide.

The stone-piercing figure followed the pole, like an attached bamboo leaf, turning half a circle before gently landing at the stern of the boat.

Looking around the ship, I didn't see the package.

"Give me back my package," he said in a deep voice.

"Good trick!" the boatman roared, twisting his wrist and pulling back forcefully, his eyes bloodshot.

"I have already shown great respect to Young Master Escort, but I still underestimated him. However, wanting the sword manual is not enough!" He was convinced that the package contained the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, so he was unwilling to let it go.

Shi Potian roared, "What sword manual? Those are clothes my mother made for me!"

The man chuckled coldly, "Stop pretending to be confused! I'm taking this sword manual today!"

He pulled hard with both hands, his face turning red from the effort, but the bamboo pole remained completely still.

Long refused to believe it, thinking to himself, "You're still wet behind the ears, and your skills are something you've been practicing since you were born. How could you possibly be my match?"

He exerted all his strength and pulled hard, but the bamboo pole remained completely still.

On the other side, Shi Potian held a bamboo pole in one hand, looking relaxed and nonchalant, as if he hadn't exerted his full strength.

Long was horrified.

"Good lad, you don't look so delicate, but your strength is no less than mine."

He was giving it his all and didn't notice that he was slowly sinking and that water was about to flood into the boat.

It turned out that Shi Potian wasn't actually competing with him; he was simply using the Silver Saddle Illuminating White Horse Divine Skill to redirect the force from the bamboo pole to the stern of the boat. The harder the opponent exerted, the faster the boat sank.

Just then, the clear and melodious sound of a zither suddenly filled the river. The babbling water, mixed with the morning mist, drifted out from the boat that was slowly approaching upstream, overpowering the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.

The ship's window was half-closed, and the figure of a person playing the zither was hidden behind the curtain. The melodious music soothed the mind, and Shi Potian felt a slight chill in his heart—there was a master on the ship.

As the ship drew closer, a window suddenly opened, and a figure darted out like a ghost. A palm strike cut through the morning mist, carrying a sharp killing intent, and aimed straight at the man's back, clearly intending to take his life!

The sneak attack caught him off guard. Although he was annoyed that the man had stolen his things, he was also displeased to see the old man intending to take a life right away, and instinctively stepped in to stop him.

"stop!"

With a flick of his right hand, he swung the bamboo pole, and with a whoosh, the pole spun around, lifting the man into the river at the last second.

The attacker missed his target and landed on the bow of the boat. He was stunned as he looked at the bloodless man in mid-air.

What's going on with this young镖头 (bodyguard/escort)?

Long Xiangzhu is a rising star of the Divine Sect. He is only thirty years old and has already become the Xiangzhu of the Nanchang branch. He has a promising future. How could he be like a child and be played with by this young镖头?

Shi Potian lowered the pole and put the man into the boat before looking at the person who had attacked him at the bow.

Standing at the bow of the boat was an old man, wearing a small blue cloth hat and a short blue cloth jacket. He was slightly hunched over, with sparse hair on his head. He had large hands and feet, but was very energetic and exuded a leisurely air.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on Shi Potian.

Shi Potian angrily retorted, "Grandpa, why did you kill someone for no reason?"

The old man did not answer the question, but his eyes darkened slightly, as if he felt that Shi Potian was meddling in other people's business.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Shi Potian became even more displeased and turned to the man, reaching out his hand: "Give me back my clothes first."

The man, whose life had just been saved by Shi Potian, turned pale and then flushed. He gripped the package tightly and then loosened his grip. Unable to bear it any longer, he reached into his robes, pulled out the package, and threw it back to Shi Potian.

Shi Potian breathed a sigh of relief as he held the garment in his hand—thankfully, his clothes were unharmed.

The man turned to look at the old man on the large boat, then glanced at the window beside him, swallowed hard, and asked with difficulty, "Old man, why do you want to take my life?"

The old man stood at the bow of the boat, without answering a word, then leaped back onto his own boat and disappeared into the cabin.

Just as Shi Potian was about to lead the men back to the shore to settle accounts, the old man stepped out of the cabin again, speaking solemnly:

"Young Master Lin, my aunt invites you to board the ship for a chat."

"I don't know your aunt, what's there to talk about?" Shi Potian tucked his bundle away and asked the man, "Who exactly are you?"

"Young Master Escort, once you board the ship, my aunt has a request that would greatly benefit the safety of the Fuwei Escort Agency."

The old man's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached Shi Potian's ears: "Young Master Escort will know the details soon."

Shi Potian paused in his steps.

Now that he is using Lin Pingzhi's identity, the Fuwei Escort Agency is facing danger because someone covets the Evil-Slaying Sword Technique. He is willing to do anything to make the agency more stable.

He hesitated for a moment, glanced at the man, then looked at the mysterious ship beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Alright."

The old man nodded slightly and stepped aside in a gesture of invitation: "Young Master Escort, please rest assured, my aunt is only making a sincere request. Please come in."

Shi Potian looked at the man, his meaning clear: he was afraid the man would take the opportunity to escape.

The old man understood: "Master Long, please come in too."

Left with no other choice, Master Long had to jump onto the approaching boat.

Shi Potian then moved lightly and boarded the old man's boat, landing silently.

The ship wasn't large, and his gaze swept across the cabin door, full of curiosity.

Seeing his skillful boarding technique, the old man's eyes lit up with surprise. He bowed towards the cabin and said, "Auntie, Young Master Lin has arrived."

The music inside the boat slowly faded away at that moment, its lingering notes swirling around the eaves and dissipating into the gentle breeze of the morning river.

The old man led Shi Potian and Long Xiangzhu to the cabin. The cabin was simply furnished, without any luxury. There was only a bamboo curtain hanging in the middle, dividing the cabin into two halves.

There seemed to be someone sitting behind the curtain, but their face was not clearly visible.

The music must have come from that person. Shi Potian thought to himself, "Even the old man calls her 'aunt,' so this person must be a hundred years old."

Shi Potian stopped and glanced at the old man, who had stepped aside and stood with his hands at his sides, looking every bit like a servant. The Dragon Incense Master trembled and dared not breathe.

Shi Potian wondered, was this old woman really that scary?

He bowed and said, "Grandma, what brings you here? And why did you say you could ensure the safety of the Fuwei Escort Agency's bandits?"

There was silence behind the curtain for a long time.

The air beneath the ship's window seemed to freeze. Long Xiangzhu was drenched in cold sweat, secretly wishing that this kid would kill him.

After a long while, the woman behind the curtain gently raised her head, and her voice came through the bamboo curtain, surprisingly not old at all:

"Young Master Escort, there's no need for such formalities. What I'm asking for today is that you, Young Master Escort, show mercy and spare Master Long, who stole your clothes, as well as his men who were lying in ambush on you earlier."

She paused, her gaze falling on Shi Potian through the bamboo curtain, her words clear and distinct:

"Although Master Longxiang and his subordinates coveted the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, they were merely instigated by others and were not unforgivable."

"If the young master of the escort agency is willing to spare them this once, I will ensure that no one in the world of outlaws will dare to cause trouble for the Fuwei Escort Agency."

"From now on, when you travel on your escort routes, even if you go far north or south, no one will dare to stop you or rob you. Fuwei Escort Agency will be able to travel freely without hindrance."

Shi Potian was taken aback. He turned to look at the Dragon Incense Master and the old man, then looked behind the bamboo curtain, his heart moved.

Who exactly is this old woman?