I meet all the requirements for becoming a god in this world!

silence.

When Xu Jiayin took off in front of everyone, the village of Dahuaishu was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Cheng Laiyun's cousin, Cheng Lingqiao, also looked at him in shock.

It was as if I was getting to know my cousin all over again...

Just now.

A deep, honest voice came panting:

"Manager Xu, don't worry! The money's here!"

Then came the sound of hurried footsteps.

Before long, a shirtless man carrying a cloth bag came running from outside.

After arriving before the crowd, he looked at Steward Xu, who was screaming in agony on the ground, and, panting heavily, handed the cloth bag to Steward Xu:

"I just went to my master and asked my fellow disciples to pool together some silver, a total of fifty-three taels."

"I still owe you twenty-seven taels... Please allow me half a day's delay, and I will certainly present it to you with both hands!"

The man looked at Steward Xu, who was lying on the ground, covered in dust and looking timid and cowering, with a sense of bewilderment.

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"You should have kept it...wait, why aren't you keeping it?"

Manager Xu lay on the ground, opened his mouth, then turned his head away, utterly despondent, refusing to look at the man...

"this……"

The man looked bewildered.

Confused, he looked up and around.

The next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, staring unblinkingly at Cheng Laiyun in front of him:

"Arrival?"

"How did you get out of there?!"

Looking at the man in front of me.

A warm feeling inexplicably rose in Cheng Laiyun's heart.

Zhao Huaili.

The predecessor's brother-in-law.

It can be said that the original person was born with the help of their parents, but grew up entirely with the help of this brother-in-law.

"Elder brother," Cheng Laiyun said with a smile, crossing his arms.

"I did some good deeds inside, so they released me early."

"It's good that you're out." Zhao Huaili breathed a sigh of relief, his honest face then turning serious.

"You can't go to Xu's Cloth Shop, but I've found you a job at a blacksmith shop..."

"No need." Cheng Laiyun raised an eyebrow, interrupting Zhao Huaili, and smiled as he stared at the ashen-faced Steward Xu on the ground.

"I'll go to Xu's Cloth Shop again."

"However... this time I'm not going to be an apprentice."

"Huh?!" Zhao Huaili looked completely bewildered.

He looked up at Cheng Lingqiao, who had a smile on her face.

And the somewhat dazed Zhao.

"Wife, Mother... has come to fetch this..."

"Still calling him 'Lucky'? From now on, he should be called 'Little Immortal'!"

Zhao suddenly spoke, a chrysanthemum-like smile blooming on her face, as she looked at Cheng Laiyun:

"Come on, Grandma! My voice was a bit too loud just now..."

"Come on! There's still rice in the pot, let's eat first!!"

My cousin also looked at Cheng Laiyun with a complicated expression, but a relieved smile appeared on her face:

"Let's eat."

"Okay." Cheng Laiyun smiled and followed his cousin's family into the thatched hut.

Only the dazed Steward Xu remained.

And his servants and attendants.

There were also villagers who were stunned.

"This Zhao family... first, Xiao Hu showed talent in martial arts."

"Another little immortal from the Mohist school has emerged..."

"Hiss~ I'll never argue with that Granny Zhao again!"

…………

I'm back this time.

Cheng Laiyun actually wanted to meet his little nephew.

In my memory, my predecessor always had a special fondness for my nephew because of my cousin and brother-in-law.

In addition, although my nephew is only six years old, he has already entered the world of martial arts.

I'd like to discuss this with them.

Unfortunately, it came at an inopportune time.

My nephew is still in the county school.

County schools, as the name suggests, are schools run by the county government.

Both studying and practicing martial arts took place at the county school.

However, unlike the previous life, the county schools in the ancient times were only for reading.

The county schools in this world teach extraordinary skills such as Confucianism, Taoism, martial arts, and agricultural techniques.

Therefore, it is not something that ordinary families can afford to raise.

"I can't delay any longer. Miss Xu has treated me extremely well, and I can't let her down."

Cheng Laiyun stood in front of the thatched hut, looking at his cousin's family who were reluctant to leave, his face solemn:

"I have to go."

At this moment, he was carrying a huge bundle on his back. He waved to his cousin's family and walked away alone into the distance.

……

When I returned to Xu's Cloth Shop.

Cheng Laiyun has gained a new understanding of it.

The cloth shop occupied two hilltops.

Its territory covers an area of ​​more than ten miles.

Just by looking at its scale, Cheng Laiyun knew that the Xu family's cloth shop was an absolute tyrant in Yong'an County!

No wonder they produced a young lady from the Mo Clan.

Besides Xu Jiayin's own talent, the Xu Family Cloth Shop must have also contributed a lot.

"The first step in our Mohist school of cultivation is to hone our inner strength."

"The sawing mechanism and the installation of the decorative mechanism both require sufficient strength."

This is what Cheng Laiyun heard from Xu Jiayin after returning to Xu's Cloth Shop.

"so……"

"So, you'll let me train at the Martial Arts Academy first?"

Cheng Laiyun blinked, looking at the huge courtyard in front of him.

This martial arts academy is exclusively owned by the Xu family's cloth shop.

Rumor has it that there is a martial arts master named Huo who is a legendary martial artist who has mastered the secrets and generated an internal martial elixir.

It is very famous throughout the entire county.

However, this actually suits Cheng Laiyun's mind quite well.

After all, he already knew that his "Follow-the-Wind Ear" supernatural power consumed his vital energy.

To use it, you must first get your body in good shape.

"Cheng Laiyun, right?"

"Yes, Miss has given the instructions."

"Go in."

After Cheng Laiyun handed over his personal waist token, he was able to enter the martial arts academy without any problems.

Just as we entered the courtyard.

Cheng Laiyun was stunned by the scene before him.

"Hoo-chi~ Hoo-chi~"

"Hey! Ha!!"

"Whoa!!"

Can you imagine that?

It was the dead of winter.

The coldest days of winter.

A group of men, shirtless, were laughing and joking in the yard.

Some people are practicing boxing, some are practicing with a staff, and some are practicing with stances.

Huh?

Cheng Laiyun blinked and stopped in front of a large water vat.

He stared curiously at the burly man in front of him who had buried his head in the water vat.

What is this person practicing?

Practice holding your breath.

He stood behind the burly man for a full half-incense stick's time.

They found that the man was still motionless.

Cheng Laiyun was amazed.

Is that awesome?

Although I don't know what this burly man is practicing, just the fact that he can hold his breath for so long shows that he is no ordinary person.

Then, Cheng Laiyun suddenly saw an old man dressed in black approaching with a drastically changed expression, shouting:

"Qi Dazhuang!! Are you out of your mind?!"

As he spoke, the old man scooped Qi Dazhuang's head out of the water vat.

With a thud, it was thrown to the ground.

Without saying a word, they began pressing on his chest.

Under Cheng Laiyun's puzzled gaze.

Qi Dazhuang, who had been pulled from the water vat, was given a few chest compressions before he vomited some water and slowly regained consciousness. Upon waking, his face was filled with remorse.

"Master, I was so close this time!! You saved me too soon!!"

"Slap!" The old man, his face contorted with anger, slapped Qi Dazhuang across the face.

"If I had arrived even half a moment later, you would have drowned today!"

Qi Dazhuang, who had just been slapped, was filled with disappointment and melancholy.

"Between life and death, supernatural powers awaken..."

"Master, isn't this what you said?"

"Then I didn't ask you to die!" The old man laughed in anger. He was about to continue scolding Qi Dazhuang when he caught a glimpse of Cheng Laiyun standing to the side.

"New here?"

The old man turned his head and looked at Cheng Laiyun.