I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 227 The General Also Has a Temper
"Brother Feihong, if you believe me," Shen Lang said sincerely, "to prevent something irreversible from happening, let me take her out for a walk and give her some advice."

Huang Feihong thought for a moment and then said, "Although we've only just met, Brother Shen is a man of integrity, so I naturally trust him. There are still many things to deal with at Bao Zhilin, and I don't know where the guys who burned Bao Zhilin are. I'd like to trouble Brother Shen to accompany Thirteenth Aunt for a walk."

The fun of making friends lies in the process of making friends.

If you just go straight for a woman when you see her, where's the fun in that?
"Since Brother Feihong has entrusted me with this, I will definitely be able to protect Aunt Thirteen's safety." Shen Lang said, patting his chest.

Huang Feihong nodded and continued, "Brother Shen, since you've lived abroad before, you should have a good talk with Aunt Thirteen. You absolutely cannot entertain such immoral thoughts. It's completely against reason and the law."

"Don't worry," Shen Lang said, "I will definitely explain the interests involved to her, but you should also appropriately express that you cannot tolerate this kind of behavior. Otherwise, if you don't say it, she will just think you acquiesce."

Huang Feihong thought for a moment and said, "I'll find a suitable time to tell her."

Looking around at the messy Bao Zhi Lin, he sighed, "I guess Bao Zhi Lin won't be open for a while. I'll go in and talk to Aunt Thirteen."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside." Shen Lang nodded.

Not long after Huang Feihong left, someone outside suddenly called out in a strange accent, "Master Huang, Master Huang."

Shen Lang stuck his head out and saw a familiar-looking guy calling someone.

This person looks somewhat similar to Zhu Zhishan, who painted "The Divine Bird and Phoenix".

So he casually asked, "Who's calling Master Huang?"

"Excuse me, are you Master Huang's disciple?" The man clasped his fists and bowed. "My name is Huang Shihu, and I have come to Master Huang to learn his craft."

The three words "Huang Shihu" really sound like Master Huang.

Shen Lang pointed at the devastated Baozhilin and said, "This place is not suitable for opening a school and accepting disciples right now."

Huang Shihu took a look and shook his head: "It's burned so badly? It won't take more than a month or two to finish the renovation."

Then he rolled his eyes and said, "I have a plan. There happens to be a place next to my guild hall. I can let Master Huang go there to recruit disciples and open a clinic."

"Excuse me, what industry are you in?" Shen Lang asked.

Huang Shihu looked around before lowering his voice and saying, "He works in a high-end entertainment club."

"That's a brothel, then?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. "I wonder what the girls there are like? Are there any particularly outstanding ones?"

Huang Shihu immediately patted his chest and said, "The girls in our area are all top-notch. Our girls are the prettiest in the whole of Foshan."

"Are you kidding me?" Shen Lang naturally didn't believe it.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Huang Shihu frowned and said, "If you don't believe me, why don't you go and see us when we open the museum?"

"May I ask what the name of your museum is?"

"Xiangzhi Pavilion." Huang Shihu winked and said, "I see you two get along so well, so I'll charge you a little less money when the time comes. Oh, and you haven't told me if you're Master Huang's apprentice."

Shen Lang shook his head, "No, but Master Huang and I are somewhat related."

Thirteenth Aunt is Huang Feihong's elder. As long as he can deal with Thirteenth Aunt, he will be Huang Feihong's uncle. So the relationship between them is not a random one.

Huang Shihu's eyes lit up immediately, "I see. How about you ask Master Huang to move next door to me? I won't charge you any money, as long as you let me become your disciple."

"Let me try," Shen Lang said, adding, "Huang Feihong is a man of integrity. If he knew you were running a brothel, he would definitely not let you become his apprentice. So, we can only let him move next door to you first, so that you can get the upper hand."

Huang Shihu nodded and said, "Of course. As long as he moves next door to me, everything will be easy to talk about."

As he was speaking, Huang Feihong and Thirteenth Aunt came out from the yard.

"This is Master Huang Feihong." Shen Lang pointed at Huang Feihong and introduced him.

Huang Shihu immediately clasped his fists and said, "Hello, Master Huang. I am Huang Shihu. I heard that Baozhilin was unfortunately on fire. I am deeply sorry about this. To thank Master Huang for his past contributions to the martial arts world, I would like to lend my house next door to Master Huang for your temporary use."

Huang Feihong also clasped his fists and said, "So it's Master Huang."

"It's not Master, it's Lion as in Lion, Tiger as in Tiger, Lion on top, Tiger on bottom." Huang Shihu told his name and said, "Master Huang, I admire you immensely. If you could move in with me, we can discuss the rent."

Because of the fire, this place has become a problem not only for opening a school and recruiting disciples, but also for finding people to live there.

Huang Feihong was immediately overjoyed. "Thank you, Brother Lion Tiger, for your timely help. I'm just unable to leave right now. I'll have someone go with you to take a look. If the place is big enough, I'll stay for a few days."

He called inside: "Ya Ca Su, Ya Ca Su."

He called Yacasu over, gave him some instructions, and told him to go with Huang Shihu to look at a new place first. He also said, "Remember, the place has to be big. If it's suitable, you can sign a contract with Brother Shihu. You have to pay rent even if you stay there temporarily."

"Yes, yes...Master." Yacasu responded hesitantly.

After the two men left, Huang Feihong handed Thirteenth Aunt's camera to Shen Lang and said, "Brother Shen, Bao Zhilin is in chaos right now. I'd like you to accompany Thirteenth Aunt around."

"No problem, I have nothing to do." Shen Lang nodded and said, "I will definitely protect Aunt Thirteen's safety."

After leaving Baozhilin, he looked at Thirteenth Aunt, "Shaojun, where do you want to go?"

"Let's go around." Aunt Thirteen said, "I've been abroad for two years, and a lot has changed here. I plan to take some pictures of everything."

After walking a few steps, she asked again: "Your English is very good. What do you do abroad?"

"Bounty hunter." Shen Lang said.

Thirteenth Aunt nodded and said, "So that's the kind of job it is. You just get paid for doing things."

"That's true." Shen Lang nodded.

Thirteenth Aunt asked again, "What if you encounter something particularly difficult?" "Then pay more money." Shen Lang smiled, "As long as you pay more, things will become easier."

Aunt Thirteen said, "Since Feihong asked you for help, please come with me. I want to go shoot something special."

Shen Lang followed her around with his camera.

But the photo-taking process was not very smooth.

Because some people believed that this thing could capture souls, it was not only surrounded by people, but also caused a riot.

A group of people who called themselves the White Lotus Sect were clamoring to smash the camera, the evil object, and mistook Thirteenth Aunt, who was wearing Western clothes, for a witch.

They also encouraged many ragged children to throw vegetables at Thirteenth Aunt, shouting: "Beat you to death, you witch!"

Shen Lang did not kill these ignorant people, but only injured a few of them and then protected Aunt Thirteen from danger.

If you kill people because of their stupidity.

In Foshan alone, at least a little more than two-thirds of the people will die.

The two of them ran around in the alley like headless flies.

After escaping the blockade, Aunt Thirteen patted her chest to calm down and said with lingering fear, "It's so scary! These people are really too crazy. I don't know what's so scary about taking pictures."

Shen Lang consoled him, "Fear comes from the unknown. Not only are people here afraid, but even in Europe, where the camera was invented, the same is true."

"Chinese people don't understand the principles of photography. They're curious yet apprehensive about this foreign device. They have an instinctive rejection of it, and coupled with those groundless superstitious rumors, they're naturally afraid."

"You're right." Aunt Thirteen agreed with him. "Fear comes from the unknown. I'm lucky you're with me today, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do."

The two were talking.

Suddenly, a group of people in white clothes and white hats appeared in front of us. They were escorted by a musical instrument band and came towards this side, just like a funeral procession.

While throwing yellow talismans into the sky and ringing bells, he shouted like a mantra: "The wind from heaven and the fire from earth come together to kill all the foreigners. Now the White Lotus comes to save the world and drive out all the evil spirits for generations to come!"

After seeing this group of people, Aunt Thirteen couldn't help but shudder with fear.

Because the group of people who wanted to smash her camera just now were dressed like this.

As soon as she saw the posture, she knew that it was definitely aimed at her.

"Shen Lang, what should we do now?"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw a group of White Lotus Sect members dressed in the same way coming behind him.

The same thing happened: throwing yellow talismans, ringing bells, and chanting something.

The two groups of people trapped Shen Lang and Aunt Thirteen in the middle.

The leader strode forward, pointed at Aunt Thirteen, and shook the bell a few times.

He shouted angrily, "Hey! You daring monster! I am the Sun and Moon Trigram Leader of the White Lotus Sect. How dare you, a foreign monster, stir up trouble here? Today, I will capture you and bring you back to Chaotian Temple. I will burn you with a raging fire, and only then will peace return to the world!"

Upon hearing this, Thirteenth Aunt was so angry that her body trembled, her beautiful eyes widened, her eyebrows raised, and she loudly retorted: "You are talking nonsense, I am not a demon, I am a proud Chinese!"

The Sun and Moon Trigram Leader remained unmoved. Instead, he roared again, "Hmph! Your quibbling is useless! You're wearing foreign clothing, and the object in your hand is filled with demonic energy. You're either a demon or a devil! Come, quickly capture this foreign demon!"

As soon as he gave the order, two believers beside him suddenly rushed out like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey, grabbing at Thirteenth Aunt with their fangs and claws.

The next moment, two loud bangs were heard suddenly.

Then, everyone saw the two believers who rushed forward fly straight backwards like kites with broken strings.

Because the impact force was so strong, the two people knocked down many people behind them while flying backwards, and the scene became chaotic for a while.

And screams were heard everywhere.

The sudden scene made the Sun and Moon Guazhang's expression become solemn. "What a powerful demon! But today, the White Lotus has descended to the mortal world, and the people have risen. All we need to do is kill all the foreigners, and we can all enjoy peace."

Then he jumped back, stamped his feet vigorously, pinched his hands together, and chanted: "Please ask the Mother of No Life to support my golden body, protect my body with my magical power, and display my divine power to subdue demons and enforce justice on behalf of Heaven."

Thirteenth Aunt hid tightly behind Shen Lang and asked in a low voice, "What is he doing?"

"Playing tricks!" Shen Lang said.

Then he slapped the Sun and Moon Gua Chang's head so hard that it burst. The man immediately fell to the ground, deader than dead.

“Although the general has a sword but doesn’t kill flies, it doesn’t mean that the general has no temper!”

He kicked the corpse towards the White Lotus Sect members nearby and said coldly, "Quickly ask your Wusheng Old Mother to come and revive him. If he can't be saved, you will die with him."

But these fanatical believers seemed to be full of enthusiasm and turned a blind eye to the death of the hexagram leader.

Like the Guazhang just now, each one stamped their feet vigorously, pinched the spells, and chanted the formula:

"Forty-nine levels of transformation, the heavenly soldiers and generals are my only command. My bones are like pillars of heaven, my skin covers the earth, the blazing fire turns to dust and smoke, the Mother of No Birth protects my golden body!"

"A thousand swords come, a thousand swords are disarmed; ten thousand swords come, a thousand swords fly away. Artillery fire is like flying sand, weapons are like drops of water. The Mother of No Life has granted me magical powers!"

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(End of this chapter)