Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

"Wipe the blood away and take the finger away."

Jiang Weichen turned around and went back into the house, picked up his little finger, and wiped the ground with his left sleeve.

But the root of my right little finger was still bleeding.

I just wiped it and it flowed onto the ground again.

Jiang Weichen tore off a piece of cloth and tied it tightly around his right arm with his left hand and mouth.

He then wrapped his right hand with his sleeve and finally wiped the floor dry.

Then he turned and walked out.

The beggar leader saw everything, from stopping the bleeding to wiping the floor, until he left.

"Could it be that he really has an uncle in Yangcheng? This isn't the behavior of an ordinary teenager."

The beggar leader muttered to himself, feeling somewhat regretful.

"But since we've already done it, let's do it thoroughly."

The beggar leader had an idea to make him disappear and get rid of suspicion.

In another alley, Jiang Weichen sat against the wall, staring at the night sky with lifeless eyes.

Why do we, a family that lives in harmony with our duties, have to suffer this?

Grandpa just wants to enjoy his grandchildren, do you want to piss him off to death?

Parents who lived in peace and order were killed just because of a few acres of land?

I just wanted to go to Yangcheng to find an opportunity to avenge my parents, but I was treated like this?

That beggar leader is not just exploiting me, he is trying to kill me.

I just want to live a good life, why is it so difficult?

Jiang Weichen thought of the words his grandfather used when he named him when he was just born.

"Grandpa, your name is Dagui, but you are not rich or noble.

I was named "Dust," but now I am truly like a speck of dust, tiny and powerless. Yet dust can still float in the wind, so what should I do?"

"Grandpa, Mom and Dad, although my name is Wei Chen, I don't want to be Wei Chen anymore.

From today on, all those who oppress me must die, and I will not let go of anyone who prevents me from living a good life.

Let’s start with this beggar leader. He is the first, but he will definitely not be the last.”

Jiang Weichen stood up, his eyes sinister, and looked towards the beggar's house next to him. He murmured, "Don't you want to drink and get drunk? I will definitely make you wish."

Jiang Weichen turned around, looked at the little finger in his hand, stuffed it directly into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then forced himself to swallow it.

Jiang Weichen headed towards Zhou Wen's house. The only person in this city who could help him was Uncle Zhou.

Jiang Weichen came here and knocked on the door.

As soon as Uncle Zhou opened the door, Jiang Weichen immediately knelt down.

He didn't kneel in his previous life, and he didn't kneel when begging, but now he kneels.

With the help of the light and moonlight, Zhou Shengwang was shocked when he saw Jiang Weichen, whose body was covered in blood.

"Kid, what's wrong with you? Alas, what's the matter with you coming here? I'm just an ordinary citizen with limited abilities. I can't afford to offend those people."

"Uncle Zhou, this time I came here just to ask for a jar of strong liquor, the stronger the better. If you don't have it, please give me the money for a jar of liquor.

If I don't die this time, I will repay you a hundredfold. If I die, I will only feel sorry for Uncle Zhou."

After Jiang Weichen finished speaking, his head slammed to the ground.

Zhou Shengwang hurriedly tried to help Jiang Weichen up, but just as he did, Jiang Weichen fell down again.

"Dad, let's help Brother Jiang!" Zhou Wen said.

"Daddy, this big brother is so pitiful. Look, his hand is still bleeding." Five-year-old Zhou Xiaodie said softly.

Although the woman next to him felt sorry for him, she was also used to the joys and sorrows of life, so she didn't say anything.

Zhou Shengwang sighed and said, "I can give you some wine, but drinking will only numb yourself and won't solve any problems."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou. I'm not drinking this wine myself, I'm asking for it for someone else."

Zhou Shengwang's face froze, and he said in a bad tone, "You're begging for it from that beggar leader, right? This is the last time I'll help you. Don't come again.

If you come again, I won’t be polite.”

Zhou Shengwang was very disgusted with the beggar leader.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou. If I don't die, I will definitely repay you for your kindness."

Jiang Weichen did not explain. Whether it would succeed or not would be clear tomorrow, and Uncle Zhou would also understand tomorrow.

Zhou Shengwang didn't say much, honesty is the most important thing in doing business.

Since he had promised to give the wine, no matter who drank it, even though he would feel disgusted and think that his good wine was wasted, he would not go back on his word.

Zhou Shengwang turned around and went into the house to get a jar of wine and said, "This jar of wine is stronger than the strongest wine in this town. It was my father's treasured collection.

After my father passed away, I didn’t drink much, but I didn’t want to sell it, so I kept it until now.”

Jiang Weichen took the jar of wine, bowed to express his gratitude, and then turned to leave.

"My husband, this child has changed so much. Although he seemed sad yesterday, he was still optimistic.

But we just separated this morning, in just one day, and he's already like a completely different person."

Zhou Shengwang sighed and said, "He had just left the town this morning when he was immediately captured by the beggar leader and his men.

There was a clear slap mark on his face, and blood at the corner of his mouth, obviously he had been beaten.

Judging from his condition just now, his right hand was probably seriously injured, and it was obviously something that just happened.

Alas, his miserable days have just begun after he entered that beggars' den."

"Dad, isn't the Beggars' Sect the largest gang in the world? How could this happen?" Zhou Wen asked.

He and his father set up a stall in the town and occasionally heard some gossip.

Zhou Shengwang replied, "I don't know if your father is really the biggest gang in the world. I've only seen that few of the beggars at the bottom of society have healthy hands and feet."

After saying this, he scolded: "From now on, don't listen to those rumors in the underworld. Study hard and that's the right thing to do.

If you can get the teacher's recommendation, your father will support you to study in the city no matter what."

Zhou Wen agreed reluctantly.

He would occasionally hear some news from the underworld, and during breaks at school he would use his wooden sword to perform various moves.

He was more interested in the world of martial arts, and studying was too boring.

This is the impact of the environment on people. Jiang Weichen has been in Xinghua Village. Not only is the village isolated from news, but no one cares about those high-ranking people in the martial arts world.

What we usually discuss are family matters.

Jiang Weichen hadn't heard any news in the past eight or nine years and thought it was just an ordinary historical world.

He doesn't know as much about the martial arts world as Zhou Wen, who is one year younger than him.

Chapter 16 Great Favor

Jiang Weichen came to the beggar leader's residence with the jar of wine in his arms, opened the seal of the jar and confirmed it.

Then there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it? It's so late, can't you let me rest?"

"Beggar leader, it's me, Jiang Weichen. I brought some wine."

The beggar leader opened the door and looked at Jiang Weichen in the moonlight.

Jiang Weichen said, "Beggar, this is the wine I begged for, and I'm giving it to you. My finger hasn't stopped bleeding yet, so I want to rest for a few days and heal before begging again.

I hope you will take good care of me in the future. If I come across something good, I will give it to you first."

Late at night, if you just offer wine without asking for anything in return, the beggar leader may not dare to drink.

The beggar leader was a little suspicious and thought to himself: Could it be that this kid wants to bribe me?

He has seen too many people over the years, people who flatter him, give him gifts, etc., all of whom want to get a better begging territory or reduce some of their tasks.

The beggar leader took the wine, opened it and smelled it, his face full of intoxication.

"What a drink!"

The beggar leader did not drink it immediately, but asked: "Where did you get it?"

"I begged it from Uncle Zhou, the bun seller who saved me yesterday."

"Hey, why didn't I know that Zhou Shengwang was kind-hearted before? I guess I'll have to have my men beg at his stall more often from now on."

The beggar leader said, "Since you are so filial, I will let you drink the first sip of wine."

"Thank you for the reward, Beggar Head."

Jiang Weichen took the jar of wine and took a sip. The wine went down his throat and it was so spicy that his face turned red and his neck became thick.

Although I drank alcohol in my previous life, it was my body that drank, not my mind.

It's obviously the first time I'm in this body, and I'm not used to it yet.

Fortunately, no matter how strong this wine is, it is not as strong as the wine of later generations.

If it was wine from later generations, Jiang Weichen's young body would probably get drunk after taking a big gulp.

When the beggar leader saw Jiang Weichen take a sip, he felt relieved and said, "I'll give you a day off tomorrow, go away!"

"Yes, yes, Beggar, enjoy your meal. I will take my leave now."

Jiang Weichen walked out of the room, came to the eaves next to him, and sat there waiting.

A wine lover can't resist seeing good wine, not to mention that he said he hadn't had a drink for a few days.

Alcohol can paralyze a person's nerves and reduce their reactions. If he is drunk, he will not wake up even if I break into his house.

Even if he had practiced, so what? How strong could he be in such a small place?