Start from miscellaneous fish to gain experience and cultivate immortality

Chapter 21 A little success
  "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Deacon Sun had an unsatisfactory brother-in-law who was beaten to death that night." Chen Zheng said after taking a sip of wine.

When Wang Shen heard this, he guessed that it might be the thief he met that night.

It's just that I just broke his arm and didn't kill him. The man was still alive. Could it be that he froze to death that cold night?
  "Deacon Sun went on a long trip a few days ago and came back in the past few days. He was furious when he learned about this incident and is sending someone to investigate.

His brother-in-law actually went to steal something from a wealthy family that night, and his arm was twisted off. What he did was not a glorious thing, so Deacon Sun kept silent. "

Now Wang Shen was sure that the dead man was the guy he met. What a coincidence. Now he was in some trouble.

Deacon Sun had a violent temper and ruthless tactics. He practiced Iron Sand Palm. It is said that he once fought eight knife-wielding masters by himself, and he was the last one standing.

"Although very few people knew about your search for me that night, it was still seen by others, and perhaps it was reported back to his ears.

You also know that Deacon Sun has a bad temper. If he comes to question you, don't be angry and inform me immediately. " Chen Zheng warned, he is now the direct disciple of the gang leader, and the deacons in the gang should give him some respect.

"I know, he is a deacon, how can I be angry?" Wang Shen said with a smile.

"By the way, his brother-in-law eats, drinks, goes whoring, gambles, deceives and kidnaps. He is a complete scum and deserves to die." Chen Zhengdao.

"How is the gang leader treating you?" Wang Shen changed the subject.

"Treat me wonderfully."

"How do you get along with those senior brothers? Do they make things difficult for you?"

Those people are not like Chen Zheng. Lu Boxhi is the son of Lu Zhao, the master of Xingtang Hall, Chu Yun is the nephew of the master of Jinshui Hall, and An Yuhua is the nephew of the county magistrate.

These three people have lived in fine clothing and good food since childhood, and their living environment is completely different from Chen Zheng's.

"It's not bad. They are quite kind to us." Chen Zhengdao.

"Get along well, talk less, do more, and it doesn't matter if you suffer a little loss."

"I know, it's better to feel comfortable when I'm with you. You don't have to think too much or be wary of anything." Chen Zheng drank all the wine in the cup.

He was actually very careful when he was with those senior brothers, speaking very little, and paying attention to their faces when they spoke and did things.

In fact, he still has a little sense of inferiority in his heart, and at the same time, he still has a stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat. He wants to prove that he is no worse than anyone else.

He knew that there was still a big gap between himself and the other three people. Their backgrounds were much better than his own. They had been reading, writing and practicing martial arts since they were young. All he could do now was to work ten times harder to be on par with them. possible.

In the past few days, after becoming Lei Liang's personal disciple, Chen Zheng's aura of decadence has been completely gone, but he still shows a bit of sadness when he mentions Lin Xiulian.

Although he became Lei Liang's direct disciple, Chen Zheng still kept a low profile and did not show any superiority or arrogance when getting along with his former disciples.

Wang Shen spends most of his time alone, practicing alone and looking after the warehouse. It's still the same as before.

After two days, the sky became gloomy and the north wind carried snowflakes falling from the sky.

Wang Shen had just lit the charcoal fire when he heard a knock on the door. It was Chen Zheng outside the door, carrying a package.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, I want to give you something."

"what is this?"

"You must like it."

After entering the house, Chen Zheng opened the package and found several ancient books inside.

"A book or a Taoist scripture?" Wang Shen was stunned for a moment, then a happy expression appeared on his face.

He once mentioned to Chen Zheng accidentally that it would be nice if he could read a few Taoist scriptures. He had read the Taoist scriptures thousands of times in the past few months and gained a lot, but he always felt that there were some shortcomings.

So I thought of looking at other Taoist scriptures, maybe I can gain something, after all, stones from other mountains can attack jade. But there are no Taoist temples in Wuyang County. It is really not easy to find this Taoist scripture. Unexpectedly, Chen Zheng actually brought it to him today, and he brought four copies at once.

"Huang Ting Jing" and "Wen Shi Jing".
  "So, do you like these books?"

"Great, where did you get these books?"

"I borrowed it from the gentleman who taught me essays."

It turned out that Lei Liang saw that Chen Zheng was poor in reading and literacy, so he hired a gentleman to teach him. The gentleman had a lot of books at home.

Chen Zheng had become familiar with that gentleman in the past few days, and gave him some jars of fine wine, and then lent him these scriptures.

"Thank you."

"You're out of town now. You can read these books first. I'll lend you a few more in two days."

"These few books are enough for me to read for a while." Wang Shen said.

As the New Year approaches, people in Wuyang County are all busy, rich and poor alike.

The poor have been poor and the rich have been rich.

Chen Zheng has also been very busy recently. After becoming the direct disciple of the gang leader, he came into contact with some people. The direct disciple of the Qinghe gang leader must not only be good at kung fu, but also be able to stand alone.

Jianghu is not only about fighting and killing, but also about human relations.

Social entertainment, drinking parties, welcomes and drop-offs, these are things that Chen Zheng has almost never been exposed to before. He needs to learn and adapt.

Wang Shen spent the New Year's Eve with Chen Zheng's family. He brought his mother from the countryside to Wuyang County.

Chen Zheng's mother was only in her thirties. She already had many wrinkles on her face and half of her hair was gray. He was very kind and kept telling Wang Shen to eat more while eating.

"You don't have to cook alone anymore. Just come to my house when it's time to eat." Chen Zhengdao.

Wang Shen just responded with a smile and did not refuse directly.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Chen Zheng and Wang Shen sat in the room chatting.

"Next year, when the weather gets warmer, let's go out for a walk, right?"

"Go out, where are you going?"

"Ninglong Mansion, I heard that it is much more lively than Wuyang here, with busy traffic. There is a high-rise building that is eight feet high. It is said that the chef inside can make a hundred different dishes. I invite you to have a drink there!"

"Okay."

This is Wang Shen's first year since he came to this world.

Having friends and elders made him feel the warmth of "home" in this cold winter, which was very rare.

Snow came soon after the New Year, and it started to fall in the afternoon. Outside the warehouse, Wang Shen looked at the snowflakes in the sky, suddenly started to move, and raised his hand to grab a snowflake.

The palm of his hand came out, bringing up a gust of wind, blowing the falling snow, and the snowflakes danced. The snowflake he saw floated elsewhere. His palm changed direction in mid-air to grab the snowflake, and suddenly grasped the snowflake. A snowflake was held in his hand.

The snowflakes melted instantly and the ice became cold.

"Caught."

Then Wang Shen chased the snowflakes in the wind and snow, like a happy child. When the sky darkened and he couldn't see the falling snow clearly, he stopped, pulled up the panel, and saw.

Split the tendons and cross the bones of the hand (Xiao Cheng): 2/100.

(End of this chapter)