The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 20 The View of the Portal
After leaving Zhou's house, Fu Dachun looked at the bulging silver taels in Xiang Yang's arms, with a hint of envy in his eyes, but more of annoyed at Zhou Fugui's dishonesty and inability to do so.

"I said before that whoever can go up the mountain to redeem his daughter will be recruited as a son-in-law, and he will be given the three big tea houses of the Zhou family as a dowry. Now it's good, it has shrunk so much. If it wasn't for Brother Xiaoyang, you won't allow it, I have to Argue with him."

Holding the Yanling knife in his hand, Xiang Yang saw that the sky had turned dark, and took Fu Dachun to a nearby restaurant for dinner. He ordered a table of dishes, both meat and vegetables, although it was not as good as the lunch at noon last week. , but also very good.

On the red square table, braised beef, stewed duck feet, steamed chicken wings, stir-fried beef brisket, this is meat, there are three vegetarian dishes, green food, fried in clear oil, with a refreshing aroma, not to mention the special fruit wine of this restaurant , sweet and spicy, and fruity, it may not be enough to fill two large pots.

Bang, Xiang Yang and Fu Dachun clinked their wine glasses, drank the fruit wine, each stuffed a mouthful of vegetables into their mouths, the stewed beef was salty and meaty, matched with the aftertaste of the fruit wine in their mouths, they were really happy like gods.

"Brother Xiao Yang, if you ask me, I really shouldn't have made such a head today.

If Zhou Fugui is a trustworthy person, we men will fight for prosperity and wealth, but in the end we will give you a thousand taels, which is really not worth it.You are the only seedling of the old Xiang family, and I expect you to inherit the incense. "

According to Fu Dachun's idea, if Zhou Fugui kept his promise, he should recruit Xiang Yang to be his son-in-law after Miss Zhou's family returned safely, and at the same time give three big tea houses as dowry, so that Xiang Yang would not have to worry about the rest of his life. It's okay to eat and wait to die, and it's not impossible to fight hard, after all, wealth touches people's hearts.

But now at the risk of losing his head, earning only such a small amount of money is not enough for the three tea houses to earn for a year, which is not worth it in Fu Dachun's view.

Seeing that Fu Dachun had drunk the fruit wine, Xiang Yang's face was rosy, his eyes were a little blurred, he shook his head, dried up the clear blue wine in his hand, and said calmly,

"Do you know what is right? Do you know what is different?
The Zhou family is a well-known and well-known tea merchant in Anyuan and even several nearby counties, with a family fortune of more than one hundred thousand?and I?
A man whose ancestors farmed the land came from a poor background. He relied on the shadow of his father to be a catcher in the county government and get a job as an official. This is the difference. Do you think Zhou Fugui can marry his daughter to me? "

When talking, Xiang Yang's red phoenix eyes were as calm as a pool of lake water, Fu Dachun looked at it inexplicably, belittled himself so badly, why didn't Xiang Yang feel uncomfortable?

"Hmph, big family, let me see how his daughter will marry in the future, a person who was kidnapped by bandits, his reputation has been ruined.

Speaking of it, I feel a little lucky. If Zhou Fugui really finds you as his son-in-law, then although you are rich, you will lose your dignity. In the future, you may not be able to hold your head up in the county, and you will become a laughing stock of others' discussions, and you will pollute Uncle Xiang for nothing. The wisdom left behind.

Besides, I think Brother Xiaoyang, you are very capable. One day in the future, if you enter the God Catcher's Gate, then the Zhou family will really be overwhelmed. "

Xiang Yang smiled and nodded, "That's the reason. A man has the ability to take wealth with his own hands. You and my brother should have this kind of spirit. Don't let people be regarded as greedy and lustful scumbags. "

What Xiang Yang said about Fu Dachun was full of enthusiasm, he responded repeatedly, and talked nonsense again, from the Zhou family to his Fu's tavern, from the Fu's tavern to the county government, let Xiang Yang know a lot of news .

During the period when Xiang Yang was taking care of Xiang Daniu's funeral, the county town was not very peaceful. Someone died in this family, the girl in that family was abducted and sold, and some young men took advantage of the men of other families to go out and forcibly had sex with women from good families. Relational, one pile, one piece, really a lot.

"But Brother Xiaoyang, you don't need to worry. Catcher Wang said that the county government is not too busy, and everyone can handle it. This month, you should rest at home first, clear up your mood, and wait until the first day of next month before you come to the county. Ya report."

It is now mid-June, and there are still more than ten days before the end of the month, which can be regarded as a long vacation, but what Xiang Yang is thinking about is not where to have fun, but how to kill Hu Qiang during this period, and find out who murdered Xiang Da The real murderer of the cow.

"By the way, is there any news from the Giant Bear Gang during this period? This is the largest underworld gang in our county. After such a long time, it must have committed a lot of crimes."

Xiang Yang seemed unintentional, Fu Dachun heard the Giant Bear Gang, glanced left and right at the guests at the next table, and was relieved when he saw that no one was paying attention to them.
"Shhh, Brother Xiaoyang, you don't know. The Giant Bear Gang has been very arrogant recently. They have repeatedly swept up the Blue Wolf Gang and the Little Knife Club. There is a tendency to dominate the Anyuan underworld. I heard that they are so arrogant. A strong man is introduced from other places to sit in town, but the person is still in the other place.”

Strongman?Xiang Yang immediately contacted Hu Qiang who was about to go down the mountain to the site of the Giant Bear Gang to recuperate and have fun. He was probably referring to him. Of course, it does not rule out that strongmen from other counties were recruited by the Giant Bear Gang.

"Well, Dachun, you are well informed. If there is any trouble in the Giant Bear Gang in the future, come and let me know."

Xiang Yang didn't care about revealing his thoughts, and said solemnly.

Fu Dachun's action of picking up vegetables slowed down, he looked up at Xiang Yang, a little puzzled, but he nodded and agreed, this is just a trivial matter, their Fu's tavern is a hodgepodge, and many members of the Bear Gang go there every day Drinking and drinking, are you afraid that there will be no news?

The two of them ate this meal for half an hour, and their stomachs were bulging, especially Fu Dachun, after drinking a few more glasses, it was difficult for them to walk, and they had to be supported by Xiang Yang.

After paying the bill, Xiang Yang sent Fu Dachun home, and when he arrived at his small courtyard, it was already dead of night, only the crowing and barking of the neighbors.

Hiding the silver in a small cellar dug on the ground in his hut, seeing the small cellar covered with silver, Xiang Yang showed a gleam of joy on his face, poor in culture and rich in martial arts, no need to worry about the medicinal soup needed for iron crotch practice, The next step is to practice kung fu with heart and sharpen the knife skills, and wait until the day when Hu Qiang goes down the mountain.

Covering the lid and spreading weeds, Xiang Yang went back to the kitchen to find the medicinal soup that he made last night, poured out a large bowl and slowly heated it over low heat, while he was free, took out the Yanling knife and practiced it in the yard .

I don't know if it's because he killed people in the daytime, but Xiang Yang's sword is more murderous than before. The moves are the same, but it feels like it's three points more powerful than the day before.

It's like stabbing a knife. In the past, it was poked in the air, with strength but no momentum. It was considered a martial art, not a killing technique, but now it is poked out, as if there is a living person standing in front of him. With a bit of ruthlessness, this is the change in one day.

Xiang Yang was happy in his heart, and he was still practicing the knife intoxicated, but the smell of the heated medicinal soup came out, which made him put away the knife with unsatisfactory intentions.

"Before I didn't have internal strength, iron crotch power was my foundation, and I needed to practice hard day and night."

Xiang Yang picked up the big bowl, drank up the medicinal soup, and then returned to his hut to wait for the moment when his body was burning. Today, he is more calm and experienced in cultivation, and he hopes that the effect of cultivation will not fade too much.

(End of this chapter)