Martial Arts Becomes Invincible Starting from the Golden Body

Chapter 1: The Fang Family and Their Sons
"Come out quickly, it's time to collect taxes!"

Early in the morning, before dawn, Fang Chen was awakened by the sound of banging on the door. He silently turned over and pushed open the door.

At this time, three or five big men were standing by the fence, and a square-faced man in the lead was looking inside.

Next to Fang Chen, a skinny figure quickly rushed out, putting on clothes while running.

"Hey, here I come, Master Liu. Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long!"

The figure opened the bolt and said in a flattering manner.

"Humph, Old Man Fang, do it faster next time, okay?"

The square-faced man, Mr. Liu, snorted coldly and pointed at his nose unhappily.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Master Liu ignored his words. He glanced around the yard and saw Fang Chen. His eyes lit up.

"Hey, is this your son Xiao Fang? Wow, he's grown so handsome!"

Fang Yan saw this and hurriedly stood in front of him, bending over and saying, "This is my good-for-nothing son. I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Master Liu!"

Then he turned around and shouted at Fang Chen: "What are you doing here, you bastard? If you offend Master Liu, I will beat you to death!"

Fang Chen said nothing indifferently, turned around and entered the adobe house behind him.

When Master Liu saw this, he did not stop them. Instead, he smiled and said, "Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss. Hey, I didn't expect that good melons could grow from your bad fields?"

"Old Fang, have you figured it out? It's not your child, is it? Haha."

The people behind him burst into laughter. Fang Yan lowered his head and did not dare to refute, but a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, Lao Fang, where's this month's tax money?"

"You, this... Master Liu, my family hasn't cooked much this month!"

"I don't care if you fire or not, old man, don't be so shameless!"

"That's right, our Master Liu is here to collect taxes in person, this honor is worth more than just this little money!"

"..."

Fang Chen put his ear close to the door, listening to the shouting and cursing outside, and clenched his fists with a calm expression.

But he couldn't rush out. In these days, when civilians were beaten to death in conflicts with gangs, no one dared to collect their bodies!
"Brother, those people are here again?"

At this moment, a clear and subtle voice sounded behind him.

Fang Chen looked back and saw a thin little girl peeking out.

This is Fang Chen’s sister, who is six years younger than him and is eleven years old this year. Their mother died of complications during childbirth after giving birth to Fang Ting, and their old father Fang Yan has been raising them.

"Yeah." Fang Chen looked at the little girl, and his eyes couldn't help but soften a little.

Fang Ting glanced at the yard and said with disgust: "Brother, I heard that the Black Water Gang is competing with the Red Sand Gang for territory recently. Maybe if the Black Water Gang is gone, we won't have to pay taxes in the future!"

Fang Chen smiled bitterly without saying a word. Even without the Black Water Gang, there were still the White Water Gang and the Green Water Gang. It was impossible not to exploit the civilians.

Then he thought of something, and a cold look flashed in his eyes. It would be normal for a few people from the Blackwater Gang to die at this time, right?
Fang Chen grabbed his sister's arm and said, "What are you talking about? Go back and don't go out to play in the next few days."

Fang Ting nodded like a chick pecking at rice and whispered, "Brother, I understand. Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble for you and Dad."

Fang Chen touched her hair lovingly, looked at her frail body, and thought that this couldn't go on any longer, it was time to take an adventure.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen couldn't help but sigh. It has been almost half a year since he came to this world, but he has accomplished nothing. It's really embarrassing for a time traveler!
Fang Chen died of illness in his previous life. Having experienced the feeling of life slowly slipping away, he cherishes the opportunity to live again in this life even more.

Whoever doesn't let him live, he will kill!
In this life, he not only wants to live, but also wants to live well!

And in this life, he has a sensible and lovely sister and a father who loves him...

Fang Chen didn't say anything, just nodded vigorously and patted her thin shoulders.

At this moment, father Fang Yan pushed open the door, looked at the two siblings, and said to Fang Ting: "Xiao Ting, what are you doing? Don't disturb your brother's rest!"

Fang Ting stuck out her tongue and walked towards the inner room in small steps.

The Fang family had a total of two rooms. One was the woodshed at the back. Fang's father renovated it for his own use and left this room to the brother and sister.

Fang Chen returned to his room, which was also his study. Xiaoting would not come during the day and would only come to sleep at night.

He looked at the small room and sighed. Xiaoting was not young anymore, and it would not be appropriate for her to live with him in two years, but there was nothing he could do.

In the current situation, it’s good enough for people to survive, and they can’t ask for too much.

Fang Chen looked at the books on the tattered table and said nothing. Although the Fang family was not rich in the past, they were not so wealthy, otherwise they would not have been able to get these books.

However, in recent years, the world outside has become increasingly chaotic, the situation of the Daxuan Dynasty has taken a sharp turn for the worse, the administration has collapsed, gangs have sprung up in the city, and bandits are everywhere outside the city.

Otherwise, it would not be the turn of the Blackwater Gang to collect taxes. Humph, it is called taxes but in fact it is no different from robbery by bandits.

Who has ever heard of collecting "swill tax"?

This "泔水税", as the name suggests, is to collect money from the people for dumping 泔水.

It's so ridiculous. The Fang family is doing relatively well because Fang's father worked as a helper in a restaurant a few years ago. But some families can't even make ends meet. Where does the swill come from?

It's just an excuse to openly plunder the people's money.

What if you dare not hand it over?
The mass grave outside the city will not have to worry about not being able to accommodate one more body.

"Ugh!"

Fang Chen sighed as he flipped through the books. It was only thanks to his father's skills and some connections with the restaurant owner that he was able to get these books.

"At least after traveling through time, I don't have to be illiterate!" Fang Chen said self-deprecatingly.

Half a year ago, his original body fell seriously ill and died, which led to him traveling through time.

Over the past six months, thanks to the care of his father and sister, he might have become the shortest-lived time traveler in history.

"This is not the way to go!"

Fang Chen made up his mind. The restaurant where Fang's father worked had long gone bankrupt due to the accident of its backer, so Fang's father was almost unemployed and only relied on the meager income from carrying bags at the dock to support his daily expenses.

The family used to have some savings, but they were all consumed by his illness. With all the taxes these gangs were collecting, it wouldn't be long before the Fang family members were sold into slavery.

This is exactly what the Blackwater Gang wants, and then they can make another fortune through human trafficking.

"This is a world where people are eaten without leaving any bones behind!"

Then I can only be more ruthless than the bad guys!
Under such circumstances, studying was of no use. After all, the imperial court was almost over. Fang Chen heard that there had been three emperors in just this one year!
I just don’t know if it’s a rumor.

I need strength!
The hesitation in Fang Chen's eyes disappeared. Only enough strength could allow him to protect this family.

In the evening, the three members of the Fang family were eating around a kang. It was called a meal, but in fact it was just two bran-flour cakes and a bowl of salty soup per person.

After handing the hot pancakes to the brother and sister, Fang's father took out a small bowl from the pot behind him and gave it to Fang Chen. There were three slices of bacon in it.

"Gulu!"

The sound of swallowing saliva made several people pause.

Seeing the two people's gazes, Fang Ting pretended nothing had happened and ate the biscuit, burying her little face in the bowl of salt water and drinking it in small sips.

Fang Chen smiled, took out a piece of bacon from the bowl and put it in his younger sister's bowl.

Fang Ting was anxious and wanted to return it to him, "Brother, I don't want it, this is for your health!"

Fang Chen gently touched her little head and said with a smile: "Brother's body has recovered a long time ago!"

As he spoke, he flexed his arms hard, as if he was very strong.

The little girl laughed out loud, and after a while she said in a muffled voice, "Brother should eat it. Tingting doesn't like meat!"

But the saliva she kept swallowing still exposed her...

On the kang, Father Fang looked at the brother and sister, with a barely perceptible smile and relief on his lips.

But he immediately put on a stern face and said to Fang Ting: "Just this once, from now on, you have to leave it to your brother to replenish his body."

After getting her father's permission, Fang Ting hesitated for a while, then shouted happily: "Thank you, Dad! Thank you, brother!"

Then he threw the meat into his mouth, chewed it slowly for a long time, and was reluctant to swallow it. Finally, he licked his fingers and the bowl before letting it go.

Fang Chen felt a lump in his throat and lowered his head hastily. It was not that he did not want to give more, but this was the limit. Xiaoting and her father would not accept any more.

This was given to Xiaoting by him. If he wanted to give it to his father, there was no need to even try.

In fact, Mr. Fang is not really biased towards sons over daughters. This is the norm in that era. If it were another cruel family, a girl of this age could be married off and would not have to take up the family's food.

Of course, this was also related to Fang Chen's strenuous efforts to stop her. He didn't want his sister to get married at such a young age just for that insignificant amount of betrothal gifts.

Fang Chen looked at his hunchbacked old father and skinny sister, and silently quickened his eating pace. He must change all this as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)