I, living in the Qin Dynasty, never intended to advance.

The image of an old beggar emerged in his mind. Perhaps he would take out volumes of peerless martial arts secrets at the next moment. Although he already had the Nine Yin Scriptures, who would complain that he had too many martial arts skills?

"What peerless master?" Old man Li frowned.

"Is it the kind that can pull out a bunch of martial arts secrets at any time, such as the Nine Yang Divine Art, Six Meridians Divine Sword, Great Shift of the Universe, Tathagata Palm? No, I really don't have this." Yang Chong asked excitedly.

“I’ve never heard of Nine Yang Magic Art or Tathagata Palm. As for martial arts, I was not as good as you are now when I was young.” said old man Li.

"You finally admitted it. For so many years, you pretended to be a master in front of me. I thought you were some hidden master. For this reason, I gave you so many things, and you accepted them with pleasure every time. Now you tell me that you are not as good as me?" Yang Chong widened his eyes. Although he is no longer short of martial arts, this old man has cheated him of many things in the past six or seven years. It can be said that the old guy can live so long, which has a lot to do with the things given by Yang Chong.

"Have I ever told you that I'm the kind of expert you think I am? Have I ever told you that I know those Nine Yang Magic Skills and Tathagata Palms that you mentioned?" Old man Li looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. Anyway, he had already eaten all the things that Yang Chong had sent him over the years. What could Yang Chong do to him?

"Fuck, you are shameless. You even lied to a child. I was only ten years old at that time. Ten years old!" Yang Chong, who felt that his IQ was insulted, pretended to be extremely sad and angry.

"Hey, there are so many things in your house, and I haven't eaten you out of poverty. Is it necessary to do this? But do you really want to learn martial arts?" Old man Li gnawed the chicken leg in his hand and wiped his beard, making his messy beard shiny.

Chapter 9 Let me tell you a secret

"You can't do it, so why do you want to deceive me?" Yang Chong, who was just joking, said speechlessly with grief and anger.

Sure enough, there was a reason why Old Man Li was disabled. He was so despicable. If Yang Chong hadn't already got what he wanted, he would have probably thought of beating this old man up.

"I just said that I don't have the kind of advanced martial arts you think I do." As Old Man Li spoke, he reached out and took away another chicken leg.

"So what?" Yang Chong asked back.

"Do you know how I got all these injuries?" Old man Li pointed at the scars on his face and neck.

"He must have been beaten." Yang Chong said.

It was precisely because of Old Man Li’s injuries that Yang Chong thought he was a man with a story and that he was some extraordinary master. Unfortunately, it was all just his assumption. Today, if Old Man Li hadn’t stopped pretending, Yang Chong might have continued to think so.

"Yes, I was beaten, but what if I tell you that I was beaten because someone wanted to silence me?" Old man Li recalled, a ferocious look on his face.

Seven years ago, he and a group of people were employed by a mysterious man, who asked them to dig a cave deep in Mount Jucis and build a secret place. However, when the construction was completed, these craftsmen were brutally murdered. After being murdered, they were casually thrown into the mountains. The jackals, tigers and leopards in the mountains would wipe out the last traces of them in this world.

Fortunately, he was born with a special feature, and the position of his heart was a little bit tilted compared to ordinary people. So after he fainted, those people just thought he was dead and threw him into the mountains together with other corpses. This allowed him to luckily survive.

Because he was afraid that those people might find out that he was still alive, he didn't even dare to go home. He could only hide his identity and follow the connection between Juci Mountain and Dalong Mountain to Xiliu Village. It has been six years, and he...

"Silencing? What secret do you know?" Yang Chong pondered. He was right. Old man Li did have his own stories and secrets, but they were not what he imagined.

"Back then, we were hired to dig and build a secret place in Mount Juzi. Is this a secret?" said Old Man Li.

"Jucishan, a secret place, is it where the dignitaries in Xinzheng want to hide something?" Yang Chong asked.

"I'm not sure, but that secret place is not small, and it is built in the form of a prison. It should be used to imprison someone." said Old Man Li.

"So, there is someone imprisoned in Mount Juci now?" Yang Chong pondered. This story...

"It should be. I don't know who the imprisoned person is, but I know his identity must be extraordinary, because there is a gate in the secret place that separates the inside and the outside, and that gate weighs a thousand pounds. Who is worthy of opening this gate?" While speaking, Old Man Li actually finished eating the chicken leg. Fortunately, his teeth were loose due to old age, otherwise he would have chewed up the bones and swallowed them.

"Either his identity is not simple, or he has very high martial arts skills." Yang Chong analyzed.

"Yes, so, if you rescue that person, is it possible for you to learn advanced martial arts?" asked Old Man Li.

"Is this your idea?" Yang Chong asked back. He was already well aware of Old Man Li's cunningness.

"Is this secret worth the things you have given me over the years?" Old man Li's hand had already reached for the wine jar next to him. Telling the secret that had been hidden in his heart for many years made him feel a lot more relaxed.

"If that person is really that important, there must be a lot of people guarding him. If I want to rescue him, it may not be easy. Not to mention other things, just those mechanisms may be beyond my ability to handle." Yang Chong pondered, constantly analyzing the pros and cons in his mind.

"You probably don't know that in our line of work, it's not uncommon for people to be silenced, so when we're doing construction work, we usually leave a backup plan. We pool together the things that each of us is responsible for, so there are no secrets there for me." said Old Man Li.

Throughout history, there have been too many stories about craftsmen who were killed when they built mausoleums and secret places. Not to mention, when King Ping of Chu built the mausoleum, he sealed the craftsmen in the mausoleum. As a result, when Wu Zixu later broke through the State of Chu and wanted to dig up King Ping of Chu's mausoleum and whip his corpse to seek revenge, he could not find King Ping of Chu's mausoleum for a while. Fortunately, one of the craftsmen who built the mausoleum for King Ping of Chu was on guard and told his son the secret of King Ping of Chu's mausoleum, which allowed Wu Zixu to find King Ping of Chu's mausoleum. While taking revenge, Wu Zixu also avenged those craftsmen.

Therefore, it is normal for people in their line of work to keep a backup plan, but this backup plan can be a real backdoor or information that should be kept secret.

"You are quite cunning. If I rescue that man, I will get a lot, but that person will definitely take revenge on the people who imprisoned him. They are also your enemies, and then your revenge will be taken." Although Yang Chong's heart was throbbing, he still had reason and saw through the old man Li's other thoughts at a glance.

"I'm so cunning, but you still saw through my thoughts. Doesn't that prove that you're even more cunning?" Old man Li was so thick-skinned that it was impossible to tell his reaction.

"I'm just wise." Yang Chong's mind raced as he retorted, calculating the pros and cons.

At present, Jingwei of Luowang is sharpening his sword. He doesn't know what Luowang and Yang Lin are planning. He urgently needs to increase his strength. However, in terms of his personal martial arts, even with the Nine Yin Scriptures, Yang Chong cannot guarantee that he will be able to survive the crisis that may occur at any time in the future. In this way, if he can rescue the imprisoned person, it may be able to provide some help.

But it is only a possibility, because it requires two conditions to be met. First, that person is really an expert, and second, that person is an expert who knows how to repay kindness.

"So what's your choice?" Old man Li no longer cared about drinking and eating meat at this time. He was waiting for Yang Chong's answer. Just as Yang Chong said, he certainly wanted to repay Yang Chong, but he also wanted to use Yang Chong's hand to avenge himself.

If I cannot get revenge, I will not be willing to die.

"Okay, I take it. Deal. I want to see how skilled the expert you are talking about is." Yang Chong replied without any hesitation in his mind.

What was there for him to be afraid of right now? He could just fight. After all, could any danger he faced be more dangerous than Luo Wang, or even more dangerous than getting engaged to Jing Wei, or even lying on the same bed with Jing Wei?

"I was right. You are different from other teenagers in the village. Your ambition is enough to make you do risky things." Old man Li laughed.

"There's no other way. If someone like me wants something, I have to fight for it." Yang Chong said. This world is not so friendly to ordinary people, even if he is a time traveler.

Chapter 10 Dalong Mountain

Dalong Mountain belongs to the Songshan Mountain range. It is not high, but it is magnificent because it is continuous and layered, dividing Xinzheng and Yangdi into two worlds.

"When I was a child, I met a Taoist master. The master said that Dalong Mountain has three wonders: peach blossoms, waterfalls, and ice sculptures. There is also the Yunmeng heavy fog, which is one of the most beautiful sights in Korea. I don't see what's so good about it. Peach blossoms are not peaches. As for the waterfalls, it's so refreshing to take a bath in it in summer. The water is so cool. And the ice sculptures are just big cubes of ice, with the word "carving" in them. I think those masters are just average. They are all crazy." Qin Ming said to his companions while walking in the mountains and forests.

There are dozens of households in Xiliu Village, but not everyone goes into the mountains for autumn hunting. Some families with good financial conditions do not come. Hunting is dangerous. Not to mention that the Dalong Mountain is treacherous and the roads are slippery, even the ferocious birds and beasts in the mountains are a major threat. Every year, hunters die in the mountains.

All those who go into the mountains to hunt are either highly skilled and courageous, or have very poor family conditions. Otherwise, who would risk their lives to go into the mountains to hunt? Therefore, Qin Ming and Yang Chong's group consisted of only eight or nine people.

"A Taoist master?" Yang Chong couldn't help but become interested after hearing this and asked, "How tall is that person?"

"I don't know, I don't know, but that person has no weapon in his hand, but he can come and go freely in Dalong Mountain. I think he must be very tall, right?" Qin Ming analyzed. He felt a little regretful every time he thought about it. He should have been thick-skinned enough to ask about becoming his disciple. He missed the opportunity in vain.

"You have said this many times. Those who know you have met a Taoist master, while those who don't think you have met a god." Some people could no longer bear to watch Qin Ming showing off.

"Zhang Shiwu, do you still want your son to get married? If you keep talking nonsense, take your son hunting by yourself." Qin Ming looked at his companion coldly.

The middle-aged man called Zhang Shiwu was in a dilemma. He wanted to refute, but he was very afraid of Qin Ming's threat. After all, only under the leadership of Qin Ming, a veteran, could they hunt more prey in exchange for money, and he had to use the money to save up the betrothal gift for his son. Now he really didn't dare to offend Qin Ming, but years of habit made him unable to help but talk nonsense, but it was really shameful to admit defeat.

"Uncle Ming, don't be angry with my dad. You don't know him yet. He is just that big mouth." A young man came up to the middle-aged man and said with a smile while he was feeling embarrassed.

"You are a sensible boy. Just follow me and I will let you get married next year." Qin Ming patted the young man's shoulder and said in a kind tone.

Yang Chong looked at the scene in front of him with a playful look in his eyes. Although Xiliu Village was small, it had many stories. Qin Ming and Zhang Shiwu did not get along, but Qin Ming was very kind to Zhang Shiwu's son. There were many stories involved.

Yang Chong remembered that it seemed that Zhang Shiwu's old wife said a lot of good things to Qin Ming, so Qin Ming brought them father and son. Moreover, Qin Ming's wife did not have a good face towards Zhang Shiwu's wife at that time, and it seemed that she had quarreled with Qin Ming because of this matter. There were more meanings in it.

As expected, everyone has his own story and has played the protagonist in the story. Yang Chong is one, Qin Ming is one, and even Zhang Shiwu was one too.

……

In the mountains and wilderness, several yellow sheep were running around in panic. Around them, people kept gathering from all directions, some holding nets, some holding forks, and some drawing bows.

Amid the shouting, the gazelles became more and more panicked, and one of them even ran straight towards a cliff.

"What are you still standing there for? Get out of the way, or you're risking your life." Qin Ming, who was in charge of directing everyone to capture the yellow sheep, shouted.

It turned out that a man saw a yellow sheep running towards a cliff. He thought that it was a dead end and the yellow sheep had nowhere to escape. So he rushed over from the diagonal side and set up a net to wait for it. He was really blinded by greed. Directly confronting a yellow sheep on the cliff was like seeking death. The power unleashed by the yellow sheep in desperate situation was enough to push a person off the cliff.

The smile on the smart guy's face gradually froze. He seemed to be frightened. He had never thought that a sheep could be so fierce. He even forgot to dodge when Qin Ming called out to him. The sheep was about to hit him and knock him off the cliff.

"What an idiot." Qin Ming could only draw his bow and arrow hurriedly, but it would not be easy to hit the fleeing gazelle.

As the bowstring trembled, Qin Ming only managed to shoot the yellow sheep, but missed the vital point. The yellow sheep, in pain and despair, burst out with its last potential and rushed forward. At the critical moment, a figure rushed out from the side and accurately grabbed the horns of the yellow sheep with both hands. The huge inertia made the figure stagger slightly, but it stabilized its body in just a moment. With a muffled sound, the yellow sheep was twisted by the horns and pressed to the ground.

The dagger was unsheathed, and a stream of hot blood spurted out. As the sheep's hooves kicked and the blood gushed out, it finally had no strength to resist.

This incident created a gap in the encirclement, which was originally flawless, and several other gazelles were able to escape.

"Zhang Shiwu, what do you want to do?" Qin Ming walked up and shouted angrily.

"I thought, I thought I could catch the prey." Zhang Shiwu said with lingering fear.

"Even rabbits bite when they are cornered. How could a gazelle not have any power to resist in a desperate situation? Take your share and go back. You are not fit to go on." Qin Ming said.

"Qin Ming, what do you mean?" Zhang Shiwu said angrily. He was indeed not good at hunting, but he had reasons to come here. Farming could only provide him with food and clothing, and if he wanted to save money for his son's betrothal gift, hunting was the best choice. So he had to come, but some things could not be done with just the intention.

"Dad, please go back. If something happens to you, how can I explain to Mom?" Zhang Shiwu's son Zhang Dongliu walked forward and said.

"Sixth son, you?" Zhang Shiwu looked at his son who was not standing on his side with a look of disbelief.

"Dad, it's enough to have me here. Don't worry. With Uncle Ming taking care of me, nothing can happen to me." Zhang Dongliu said. Zhang Shiwu and Qin Ming didn't get along well, and he wanted to save face in front of Qin Ming, but he had to listen to the words of his only son. Besides, he knew that he had done something stupid just now. If Yang Chong hadn't rushed out, he would probably have become a pile of wreckage under the cliff.

"Alas, Dad is incompetent and can't help you with anything." Zhang Shiwu said dejectedly. Admitting his incompetence in front of his son was probably a very shameful thing for a middle-aged man like him.

"Hey, this sheep is quite fat. Uncle Fifteen, how about you help me take it back to Old Man Li?" Yang Chong, who was standing by, saw that the yellow sheep had died, so he stretched it with his hands to estimate its weight. This time he had a more accurate feeling, it was at least sixty or seventy kilograms.

After being interrupted by Yang Chong, Zhang Shiwu forgot about the embarrassment. If it wasn't Yang Chong just now, his life or death was in danger. This was a favor of saving his life, and he had to accept it: "Thank you for saving my life, so this little thing is nothing."

Chapter 11: Wilderness Turns into Bones

"Good boy, you know martial arts, right? And you practice internal martial arts." After Zhang Shiwu returned with the yellow sheep, a few rabbits and pheasants, the group continued to search in the mountains, and Qin Ming took the initiative to approach Yang Chong and asked in a low voice.

Yang Chong was able to directly control the mad yellow goat just now, which showed his great strength. If this alone was not enough to make Qin Ming look at him differently, he would have believed that he could do it as he had been building up his strength over the years. However, the speed that Yang Chong burst out at that moment had exceeded the limit of what he could achieve, so he could only think of the miraculous martial arts of the Hundred Schools, just like the Taoist master he had met that year who could cross mountains as if walking on flat ground.

"Why do you think so?" Yang Chong asked back.

"Hey, I do have some knowledge." Qin Ming smiled and already had a plan in mind.

"Then you may have seen it wrong. I learned my martial arts from you, Uncle Qin. How could Uncle Qin not know what I can do?" Yang Chong pretended to be stupid.

"Okay, it's okay if you don't admit it. Everyone has secrets. Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you." Qin Ming said as if he already understood everything.

"Let's go. I want to hunt a tiger to use as bedding for my new house next year." Yang Chong didn't want to continue talking about this topic. He didn't have the heart to show off his martial arts now because he simply didn't have the strength to do so.

"That's not easy, but everything is possible." The experienced Qin Ming saw that Yang Chong just wanted to change the subject, so he stopped asking questions. Although everyone has a gossipy nature to find out other people's secrets, one cannot forget about intelligence just because of his hobby.

"That depends on my fate." Yang Chong said.

My destiny will change in this Dalong Mountain. This is Yang Chong's real thought at this moment. He wants to cultivate the Nine Yin White Bone Claw in this Dalong Mountain, and also unlock the secret that Old Man Li said. As long as he has enough strength, he can break through the pressure brought by Luowang. As for the weirdness of Yang Lin and Qi Fu, it is just a matter of time.

The group continued searching for traces of prey in Dalong Mountain. Three days passed in the blink of an eye. During these three days, they had a great harvest, killing several yellow sheep and two wolves.

However, the tiger that Yang Chong was talking about has not been found. The tiger's activity range in the mountains is too large. Unless you know the location of the tiger's den, or the tiger wants to change its taste, it is really not easy to encounter it. People are afraid of tigers, but aren't tigers hiding from people?

It was not until the evening of the third day that a wolf howl echoed through the mountains and forests, adding a hint of ferocity to the sound.

"If a tiger doesn't work, a wolf will do." Yang Chong heard the voice and looked behind the hill under his feet.

"Yang Chong, what are you going to do?" Qin Ming was shocked when he saw this. Before, he thought Yang Chong's words about hunting tigers were just a joke, but wolves were different. Hunting a wolf was not really a dangerous thing for Yang Chong.

"Uncle Qin, I want to go take a look."