Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 281: Not yet in the martial arts world, but already old

The Old Naughty Boy did not bother Qiu Chuji for too long. He was a restless person and after being rejected by Qiu Chuji several times, he went to look for other fun.

As for Yang Guo and others, they did not pay much attention to Qiu Chuji, but were each thinking about their own things.

Qiu Chuji originally thought that Xiaolongnu would be more aware of his "difference", but now it seems that this girl is a little too indifferent, with very little breath of life, and really doesn't care about anything other than Yang Guo.

After drinking tea and eating some side dishes prepared by the teahouse, the group went up Mount Emei again, but they would definitely return empty-handed.

Yang Kang's "training" of Yang Guo has not yet ended, so the Taoist Ying Yuan, played by Qiu Chuji, naturally will not appear yet.

As for when the settlement can be made, that depends on Yang Kang's opinion and when Yang Guo is qualified.

It can be said that Qiu Chuji left most of the task of training Yang Guo to Yang Kang in order to reduce his own fatigue and unwillingness when the situation suddenly turned around in the future.

It was just a play, so why should he invest so much in it and take it so seriously?
Time flies, passing by like running water.

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye. Qiu Chuji's tea stall has gone from being crowded with visitors to having only a few visitors now, but in fact it has only been less than half a year.

The world is in turmoil and many things are happening.

Although the matter of the immortal book aroused great interest, there had been no movement for half a year, and most of the people in the world had lost their enthusiasm long ago.

Instead of pursuing the illusory immortal book, it is better to go to Xiangyang and respond to the "Martial Arts Lecture" promoted by the East Evil and the North Beggar.

Ever since the East Evil Huang Yaoshi brought out three martial arts to target ghosts at the martial arts conference, the world has now derived martial arts to deal with ghosts based on these three martial arts. Even on the surface, there are at least hundreds of them.

For people in the martial arts world, they may not be proficient in this kind of targeted martial arts, but they must understand and know it.

Because no one wants to be helpless when attacked by ghosts.

As more and more ghosts awaken, the activities of deducing martial arts targeting ghosts are also becoming more and more intense.

The "Martial Arts Lecture" in Xiangyang is just the event that gathers the largest number of people from the martial arts world. There are many similar activities in various places in the world. Although the levels and scales vary greatly, the trend has already been formed and will not stop for a while.

Nowadays, the topic of deducing new martial arts against ghosts has replaced the topic of "Wuqiu Immortal Book" and has become the focus of discussion among everyone in the martial arts world.

After all, compared to the illusory nature of immortal fate, the power of self-preservation in one's hands is more reliable.

Now, apart from the spies sent by various court forces, the only people who still stay in the vicinity of Mount Emei to inquire and search are a very small number of wanderers who can bear the loneliness, and some local people from Bashu.

On this day, it rained heavily like a river leaking from the sky. The entire Mount Emei was shrouded in the magnificent rain, and the tall mountains seemed to fill the gap in the sky.

The sound of horse hooves quickly stepping through the ditch still came from the sound of rain, waking up the dozing waiter hired by Qiu Chuji.

"Shopkeeper! Shopkeeper! Come out and settle my horse, give him some hay, and dry him off!"

Someone shouted a few words outside, but the waiter didn't move and continued to lean against the wooden pillar with his eyes closed and dozed off.

The sound of horse hooves gradually approached, and a large black horse was driven into a hastily built stable nearby and tied to a pillar.

Not long after, a sturdy man was seen pushing aside the curtain and rushing in with a bit of anger. He glanced at the waiter who was pretending to be asleep, walked past the outer shed which was leaking badly, and went straight to the relatively narrow inner room.

"Shopkeeper! Do you have any wine?" the burly man asked while knocking on the table.

Qiu Chuji didn't even raise his eyebrows, and continued to stir the tea pot with a spoon: "I have some wine for myself, but it doesn't taste good and is expensive. Would you like to drink it, sir?"

"Just bring it up, you won't be short of money!"

As the sturdy man spoke, he slammed an ingot of official silver on the table.

The waiter, who had just woken up, was so shocked that he went forward to entertain him. However, Qiu Chuji said, "I'm afraid our store won't be able to make change for such a large sum of money."

"You don't need to return it. I just want you to tell me one thing."

Qiu Chuji was a little surprised. Could it be that his difference was finally discovered by this strong man?

This was due to his preconceived notions. He never thought that this burly man with a rough and tumble air was actually such a clever and intelligent person.

"What's the matter?" Qiu Chuji asked.

The strong man said, "I heard that the Red Snake Fairy went to Emei some time ago. Old man, you run a shop at the foot of this mountain. Do you know which mountain she went to at that time?"

Qiu Chuji's expression did not change much, but he laughed at himself in his heart: "It turns out that he didn't notice anything unusual in me."

"I don't know!"

"Sir, now that you have had your fill of wine, go and look for it yourself!"

"As for the wine money, pay as you see fit, sir. Don't let me lose money." Qiu Chuji said, and then turned to another boiler to add firewood to make tea. The hired waiter didn't see much work, and didn't come to the stove to help. He brought a pot of wine to the strong man and some cold dishes, then took the money and put it in his arms, leaned against the doorpost and dozed off, not taking Qiu Chuji, the boss, seriously at all.

The strong man sighed, ate his food and wine, and waited for the rain to stop.

Soon, a few more people rushed in, and found that there were already people in the inner room, so they endured it and sat down in the shed outside.

There were five people in total, three men and two women. The men were all quite heroic and the women also looked decent. This kind of configuration was actually quite rare in the world.

There are not many female heroes roaming the world, and most of them are exposed to the wind and sun and are not good-looking.

Judging from the appearance of these five people, they should be from a martial arts family or a big sect.

"Boss! Bring us a pot of wine to warm us up, and bring us some delicious dishes. Also... get us a brazier so we can warm ourselves up by the fire and get rid of the moisture on our bodies." A female knight shouted loudly. Her voice was so clear and pleasant that the big man sitting in the inner room couldn't help but raise his head to take a few more glances. He seemed to be tempted, but in the end he didn't come out with the wine and dishes.

The waiter was disturbed again and served the food and wine impatiently, but did not bring the brazier.

Qiu Chuji called out to him, and the boy seemed to remember Qiu Chuji, the shop owner. He walked to the stove muttering to himself, took out a brazier, searched for suitable charcoal in the stove, and stirred the ashes so that they splashed everywhere.

"It's only a few bucks a month, hurry up... I sold my life to you?"

"You are old and you still don't know the tricks of doing business. What's the taste of the tea you brewed? Aren't all of you here to drink?"

"If I were you, you should give me this shop as soon as possible. I have some connections in the city. I can get a few more jars of wine and sell them here all day. I guarantee that I will make a lot of money. I will not miss out on the benefits of you, an old man."

Qiu Chuji did not say much, but continued to add firewood to the stove, causing the carbonized pine wood to emit a pleasant woody aroma.

Bang!
The sturdy man in the inner room slammed the table and yelled, "You ignorant bastard."

"You just did something dishonest. I didn't want to get involved. The old man took you in to work here. You are just a hired helper. How dare you interfere in the master's affairs? Are you planning to embezzle the old man's property?"

When the waiter saw the burly man in the inner room getting angry, he immediately shrank his head. He only dared to bully the "old man" who looked honest and easy to bully, and he didn't dare to provoke those heroes in the martial arts world.

He was originally just a scoundrel, but some time ago, when he saw that Qiu Chuji's teahouse was doing well, he shamelessly wanted to stay and help.

Now that his income was running low, he began to have other ideas. He wanted to steal the wealth accumulated by Qiu Chuji, or simply drive Qiu Chuji away, occupy the teahouse and turn it into a small tavern.

When the sturdy man saw that the two female warriors in the shed outside did not join in the conversation and punished the waiter for his rudeness, he lost his temper and continued to sit down and drink and eat.

The heavy rain was falling, and a curtain seemed to divide the world into two.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up, and one of the bamboo poles supporting the curtains was blown down by the strong wind. Then there was a chain reaction, and a large number of curtains collapsed or were blown away.

Qiu Chuji stood in the broken hole of the wind vent, seeming a little at a loss.

The waiter rushed into the inner room first, and then the five young men and women also came in, shouting and saying some not very polite words.

The sturdy man was originally alone in the inner room, which was quite spacious. Now with six more people, it suddenly seemed crowded.

He stood up and asked the five people to sit together, but said to the waiter, "Why don't you go out and help?"

The waiter curled his lips and looked like he took two steps toward the door, but in fact he didn't even step out of the door.

Only the old and frail Qiu Chuji was left outside, holding up a bamboo pole, trying to rebuild the leaky shed.

"Senior Sister! Do you want to go and help?" The younger girl in a lake green chivalrous outfit asked the woman in goose yellow next to her.

The woman pulled the girl and shook her head: "It would be fine if it was just a strong wind, but now it's windy and rainy, we have to be careful. If we get wet, it will inevitably be seen by others!"

Upon hearing this, the girl immediately gave up the idea.

The sturdy man slapped his forehead and secretly regretted it.

If he had known there was an opportunity to gain, he should have taken the lead and brought everyone to help.

Now that it's been exposed, if he offers to help again, wouldn't it seem like he has ulterior motives?

Seven strong young men hid in the house, watching an old man struggling in the wind and rain. Although there was a hint of pity on their faces, no one took any action.

"Everyone, are you rushing to Mount Emei at this time, but have you heard the news?" The sturdy man turned his head away from looking at Qiu Chuji's embarrassment and asked the girl in green.

The young man in yellow beside the girl in green answered on her behalf: "Yes, brother, you must have come here because of the sudden improvement in martial arts of the Red Snake Fairy after her trip to Mount Emei!"

"It is rumored in the martial arts world that Li Mochou gained some immortality on Mount Emei, but she was not blessed enough to be noticed by the immortals, and could only receive some superficial martial arts."

(End of this chapter)