Goose City, Huang Family Residence.

Hu Wan, the second steward of the Huang family, had a hint of trepidation on his handsome face. He walked slowly, not daring to make too much noise, and gently knocked on the door of his master's study.

Hu Wan and his brother Hu Bai were Master Huang's confidants; their Hu family had been servants of the Huang family for three generations.

Master Huang, Huang Silang, was the master of the three brothers. "A subject dies for his master," and by following Huang Silang in Goose City, the brothers were considered quite influential figures.

Whether it's the equality of all people that the new president of the National Congress said, or something else.

In Hu Wan's eyes, nothing was as effective as a single word from Master Huang. In Goose City, far from the emperor's reach, Master Huang was the undisputed rule.

He served as a servant to Master Huang, and everyone else had to act like his slaves! That's what real power is all about.

After a while, a cold and indifferent voice came from inside the door.

"Come in."

Hu Wan pushed the door open and entered. His master was lying on a chair, wearing a black silk short jacket. The fabric of the jacket was like flowing water, light and smooth when applied.

This material used to be reserved for high-ranking officials and nobles. Now, my husband owns several pieces. A few years ago, my husband gave him one that he no longer wore, and he keeps it at home to scent the air every day.

They were afraid of ruining the master's reward.

The old man looks even younger than he did in just a few days.

Hu Wan immediately squatted down and went over to massage Huang Silang's legs.

"Master, it seems Ji Qian's medicine really works. Should I have someone..."

Huang Silang puffed on his Western-style cigar, slowly exhaling a puff of white smoke. He calmly said, "No rush, Ji Qian has his own things to deal with. How's the county magistrate doing?"

"Nothing's happening."

"His son is dead, yet there's been no movement? Doesn't he want revenge? This man is indeed troublesome; he must be killed!" A cold glint flashed in Huang Silang's eyes.

Hu Wan nodded. He also had a vivid memory of the new county magistrate; he was truly a remarkable person.

Seeing that Master Huang was neither humble nor arrogant, and had actually fought with the master for so long, he was still alive.

"Sir, there's something else. Sun Renyi is dead, and the news that came back says his death was suspicious. Do you think the county magistrate did it...?"

"If the county magistrate really finds out about Sun Renyi's affairs, do you think you'll still be able to come see me? He'll surely bring about his own downfall because of his many evil deeds. I've advised him to stay away from women and chant Buddhist scriptures more, but he wouldn't listen."

Hu Wan nodded; whatever Master Huang said was the truth. Master Huang was always right!

Thinking about this, he suddenly remembered something.

"Master, the men I sent said that Lin Zheng and his two apprentices seem to have also gone to Shamen Town. Recently, Lin Zheng has been getting too close to the county magistrate."

"Hmm, that Taoist priest is really clueless. Tell Ji Qian that if he wants that great medicine in Qing Shi Town, he should exchange it for the heads of the Lin Zheng family."

……

This time, after returning from Shamen Town, I earned almost thirty silver dollars from retrieving the corpse and performing the ritual to appease Master Sun.

Sun Renyi was stingy his whole life, but his unfilial son gave him a lavish funeral before he died, only to go to a brothel the very next day. As for the money from the Sun family, it was partly a form of hush money.

After all, Sun Renyi had committed too many evil deeds, and his death was not dignified.

When the money was brought back, Lin Zheng first gave Lin Ye ten silver dollars. He then gave Sanbao seven to help with household expenses, and kept the rest for the daily expenses of the charitable estate.

To be honest, Master Lin Zheng is really generous, especially when he discovered that his good-for-nothing second disciple had suddenly become capable of handling things, he was even happier and more gratified.

He treated these three boys like sons, and Lin Ye, a transmigrator from the previous two generations, could naturally see that.

You treat me like your own child, and I will respect you as my mentor.

That day, Lin Ye was practicing standing meditation in the yard when he discovered that the standing meditation technique for lighting the furnace that his senior brother had taught him was really effective.

Several times, he escaped danger thanks to the yang fire nurtured by this furnace.

At this moment, Sanbao and his eldest brother were really bored and just looked around at the forest.

Sanbao stepped forward, patted Lin Ye on the shoulder, and then rubbed the muscles in his arm. He looked at Lin Hao and said, "Senior Brother, I've said it before, Master taught us wrong. You know, if he had given Second Brother a few boxing techniques or martial arts earlier, with his skills, he could at least easily reach the Dark Force level, let alone Ming Jin."

He had witnessed the changes in his second senior brother during this period.

My second senior brother used to be so skinny, like a monkey. How come he is now?

A strong monkey.

Lin Hao was clearly helpless about Sanbao's criticism of their master. But looking at the changes in his second son, he did have some questions in his mind.

The second son's ability to learn Taoism is truly mediocre; he only knows how to waste materials. His master just gave him ten silver dollars, and he took out several of them to buy a pile of yellow paper, intending to practice drawing talismans.

On the contrary, he does have some talent in martial arts.

Master went out to pick someone up today, he'll be back soon.

Just then, Lin Zheng walked in with a man wearing a gray jacket and a hat.

The man's eyes lit up the moment he saw Lin Ye, a reaction that Lin Zheng naturally noticed.

The old Taoist priest's face revealed a hint of pride. He said, "Fifth Master, this is my disciple. He can't seem to learn any skills. Instead, he's interested in fist and footwork stances. Would you mind giving him a few pointers?"

Upon hearing this, the man smiled.

"Master Lin's disciple enjoys martial arts. That's quite interesting. Well then, I, the fifth brother, will make a fool of myself here."

The courtyard of the mortuary was spacious, indeed suitable for two people to set up their stances and practice individually.

The man known as "Mr. Wu" took off his hat and looked at Lin Ye with a smile on his face.

"What have you practiced before?"

Lin Ye looked at the person in front of him and, through the [Seeing the Turbid Qi Technique], he saw that the person had a red aura, which was different from the 'red within black' represented by the bloodshed disaster.

This is a deep crimson color, and people with this color are usually very skilled martial artists.

He just smiled sheepishly and said, "I practiced the Five Animal Frolics for two days."

Mr. Wu was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Lin Zheng and gave a few awkward smiles.

If the other person wasn't Lin Zheng, he could have turned around and left just because of that sentence.

Ge Laowu is a renowned master of Ming Jin (a type of martial arts), and you say you've only practiced Wu Qin Xi (a type of martial arts exercise) for a few days? Isn't that just irritating?

But out of consideration for Lin Zheng, he still spoke to Lin Ye.

"My surname is Ge, and I'm the fifth in my family. Come up here and try a few moves so I can see what your skills are like."

That's exactly what the forestry department was waiting for.

He had long wanted to see just how skilled the martial arts practitioners in this world really were.

He couldn't figure out the stuntman he killed with a slap that night, nor did he know his own current skill level.

Since the master has found a real martial arts expert, we are naturally very happy to have him.

With a swift leap, he delivered a powerful punch straight to the opponent's face.

Ge Laowu immediately frowned. This forestry expert was wide open, and his boxing style revealed a rough and untrained nature. He was indeed a clueless kid who had never practiced boxing and knew nothing.

One hand was about to deflect the punch from the forestry department.

Just as Lin Ye's fist slammed into his forearm, Ge Wu felt as if a tremendous force was pressing down on him, like a boulder bearing down on him, and he immediately staggered back several steps.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze towards Lin Ye filled with surprise.

Although this kid's boxing style is like that of a greenhorn, the power behind his punches is real.

It would be a laughing stock if word got out that a dignified master of Ming Jin was forced to retreat by a mere novice.

"Good lad, I underestimated you. Let's try again!"

Ge Wu immediately straightened up and started exchanging words with the forestry department again.

After about ten moves, the look in his eyes changed from initial shock to hesitation, and then from hesitation to a hint of approval.

Good prospect! This is a good prospect for martial arts!

The breath is deep and the body is stable; it seems the person has practiced stance training properly.

Lin Ye was getting more and more excited as the game progressed, and he could sense that the other side was intentionally feeding him tips.

Even if you don't gain any points from this opportunity, it's still a great practical experience.

After a long time, the forestry department finally gave up due to insufficient strength.

Ge Wu stopped and looked at the forestry, his expression showing more appreciation.

"Excellent, excellent. Master Lin, you have a fine disciple."

Lin Zheng, standing beside him, couldn't suppress the smile on his face. It seemed that his second son's aptitude had indeed been recognized by the other party.

But he still said, "What's so good about it? It's just haphazard practice. Second brother, you should thank Fifth Master for his guidance."

"Forestry, thank you for your guidance, sir."

Ge Wu waved his hand. He knew exactly what Master Lin meant. Master Lin brought him here so that his apprentice could learn a move or two from him.

He knew that his elder brother had just taken office as the county magistrate of Goose City and now needed to win over capable people in the surrounding areas to fight against Huang Silang.

This Mr. Lin was the person the county magistrate was particularly keen to win over.

He also greatly admired the forestry worker's willfulness and talent, and was naturally willing to teach him some real skills.

"I can tell you're practicing the Monkey Fist from the Five Animal Frolics, while I practice the Qi Family Tongbei Fist. In a way, we're actually on the same path. Come on, I'll teach you a few moves today, watch carefully."

As he spoke, he demonstrated his boxing skills to the forestry worker on the spot.

"Young man, my Tongbei Quan emphasizes 'connection between the two arms,' generating power from the arms. Watch my shoulders and elbows closely."

The fifth brother raised his fist, his long arm like a spear, and his palms clapping and sticking together made a continuous "cold and crisp sound". Sometimes his arms were long, flexible and agile, and sometimes his fists were heavy and fierce. His steps were light and sticky, like a shadow sticking to a person.

This is a true master of "Ming Jin" (a type of internal energy cultivation). He's far superior to the man Sun Renyi was keeping.

(Observing a true master of Ming Jin demonstrate his fist technique, you are immediately filled with excitement. Such a palm strike would crack even the strongest skull. Agility +1)

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