Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 12 Division of Powers
"Yang Biaotou, what is the level of a martial artist like you in Rongzhou?"

Pan Ye changed the subject and asked a question that he had been curious about for a long time.

Yang Biaotou, as a bodyguard master, has been wandering outside all year round, so he has a good understanding of the strength of the warriors in Rongzhou.

"It depends on who you compare with." Yang Biaotou chuckled, "Rongzhou is located in the southeast border of Dahong, martial arts is not as prosperous as in the Central Plains, martial arts practitioners who forge body are among the ordinary martial arts practitioners in Rongzhou Definitely considered the upper class, I can serve as steward, hall master, escort head, etc. in most of the forces. But among the inbound warriors, I am only at the bottom."

"Then what big forces are there in Rongzhou?" Pan Ye asked.

"Except for the government, the relatively powerful forces in Rongzhou are three gangs and one faction.

"The three gangs are the Yongfu Gang, the Qingmu Gang, and the White Shark Gang, and one faction is the Gushan faction.

"The Yongfu gang monopolizes nearly [-]% of the gambling houses, restaurants, and brothels in the city. The leader of the gang, Han Ge, is a seventh-rank martial artist with a cultivation level of visceral refining. People in the world call him 'Han Bancheng'."

Biaotou Yang took off the water bag, took a sip of water, and continued,

"Qingmu you should know that it controls almost [-]% of the mountain products in Rongzhou, and even the government-run tea business. Lin Rongxu, the second master of the Lin family, is the deputy leader of the Qingmu gang and a seventh-rank martial artist. Cultivated martial artist.

"The White Shark Gang is involved in Rongzhou's water transportation and water production business. The leader of the gang is Liang Tie, the seventh rank of martial arts, known as 'Going to the Sea Jiaolong'.

"In the end, the Gushan faction is the most mysterious. Its disciples rarely go out, so its reputation is not obvious. I only know that eight years ago, the head of the Gushan faction was invited by the then Rongzhou's "Military and Horse Chief" Mr. Li to live in a military camp on the outskirts of the city. Learn martial arts before.

"I've heard that the two of you are exercising a hundred moves and there's no winner. You should know that Mr. Li is a sixth-rank martial artist, a martial artist in the strength realm, and he is also the strongest in Rongzhou. It can be seen that his cultivation is deep."

"The rest of the next-level forces, like my Funing Escort Bureau, major martial arts halls, etc., are mostly led by eighth-rank warriors."

"That's why, in Rongzhou, if you reach the seventh rank or above in martial arts, you can be regarded as a top master." Pan Ye was thoughtful.

"Yes, most of the incoming warriors in Rongzhou belong to the above-mentioned forces. After all, if you want to go further on the road of martial arts, you need body training methods, and such precious classics can only be found in the major forces. There are collections." Chen Biaotou nodded.

During the conversation, the team entered the mountain forest, and the road ahead suddenly narrowed, rugged and winding, barely allowing a carriage to pass by.

The procession slowed down.

At a glance, Pan Ye saw dense forests on both sides of the mountain road, and the limited penetration of the sunlight could only sprinkle spots of light in the forest. If he looked deeper, he fell into a darkness, like a huge mouth that chooses to eat someone.

It was peaceful all the way.

The team stumbled and traveled forty miles on the mountain road, and the sky gradually became dizzy.

On the first night, everyone came to a small village called Yutian Village.

Because it is located on the edge of the commercial road, this village is also quite lively. Although the sparrow is small, there are all kinds of blacksmith shops, restaurants, inns, etc.

Yang Biaotou led the team to an inn. He chatted with the innkeeper familiarly and said hello. The people were divided into two groups to check in. On one side was the employer headed by Chen Guanshi, and on the other side were the bodyguards from Funing Escort Bureau. .

The conditions in the mountains are simple, and even Chen Guanshi lives in a Datong shop with the guards.

The carriage transporting the medicinal materials was parked in the courtyard of the inn, and the two parties agreed to assign a few people to watch at night.

After dinner, Pan Ye took out the medicine pot for decocting medicine from the package, borrowed the decoction medicine from the back kitchen of the inn, secretly drank the strengthened medicine liquid while others were not paying attention, and went to find a remote corner in the courtyard for daily practice .

Most of the people in the group were warriors, and there were quite a few people practicing martial arts in the courtyard at night. Pan Ye's training posture was a bit strange, which attracted the attention of many bodyguards, but no one came forward to ask, after all, everyone's cultivation The method is a secret.

Only Chen Biaotou saw a pensive look.

There was nothing to say all night, and the group set off quickly before dawn the next day.

The journey from Rongzhou to Qianzhou is basically composed of countless mountain peaks. Yang Biaotou took the business road with frequent traffickers, planned the mileage every day, and could reach a town or village at night, and everyone also had shelter from the wind and rain. The place.

This familiar feeling inevitably reminded Pan Ye of the old truck driver in his previous life.

In this way, he set out on his way every day before dawn, and stayed at the hotel to rest when it was about to dark. The bandit robbery that Pan Ye had been worried about did not happen.

The whole journey was uneventful, and gradually, everyone in the Lin Mansion let go of their panic about the unknown in the wilderness, and relaxed a lot.

Until the evening of the eighth day.

After leaving Rongzhou, the dense mountains and hills are much less. The convoy climbed over the last mountain in Rongzhou and arrived in Qianzhou.

Rumble.

Dazzling lightning flashed across the sky.

The sky is cloudy, and a storm may come at any time.

The cold wind was as cold as a knife, and the low-hanging branches were blown away, revealing a line of travelers in the forest.

They were silent, exhaustion was written on everyone's face.

Yang Biaotou looked at the sky, frowned and said: "There may be heavy rain later, our rain gear probably won't work, everyone walks forward, I remember there should be people in front of us."

Not long after walking, suddenly, someone shouted, breaking the silence in the forest:

"Look, everyone, there is someone in front of you."

Everyone cheered up, quickened their pace, walked through the rugged path, and a simple and old house appeared in front of them.

Stairs covered with dead branches and leaves, dilapidated lanterns swaying in the wind, and vermilion gates with mottled paint.

The flickering candles in the lanterns indicate that this is an inhabited house.

"Boss Yang, this is the only family in the wilderness, isn't it?" Some of the bodyguards stared suspiciously at the house.

When going out, be cautious.

Yang Biaotou looked at the house and thought for a moment: "I saw people coming and going in and out of this room when I passed by a few years ago, so it should be fine."

"Knock knock~ is there anyone?
"Papa, is anyone there?"

Several people stood in front of the gate of the house.

Pan Ye looked at the distant sky, the light was dim, and the storm was about to come.

If the owner of the house here didn't open the door, he might have to sleep in the open tonight and endure the wind and rain.

Chen Guanshi was worried that the medicinal materials would be drenched by the wind and rain, and he was anxious in his heart, so he walked around anxiously in front of the gate.

Just as he was about to peek through the crack of the door to see if there was anyone in the courtyard, the door creaked open.

A wrinkled, expressionless old woman's face protruded from behind the door.

"What's the matter with this gentleman?" The old woman's voice was hoarse and slow, as if there was something in her throat.

"Ahem!" Chen Guanshi was taken aback by the sudden appearance of a wrinkled old face. He pointed to the people behind him with an undecided expression, and said politely, "It's getting late, passing by your place, can you stay at the host's house?" one night?"

The old woman scanned the crowd with her cloudy eyes, and said slowly to Steward Chen:
"Sir, wait a moment, I will ask the master when I go back."

"Thank you old man."

Wait for the old woman to close the door.

Chen Guanshi immediately turned around and asked:
"Boss Yang, is there any danger?"

(End of this chapter)