Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 31 Jianghu Inn
As the name suggests, aliens are humans who are different from ordinary people.

Among them, they are divided into two categories: innate and acquired. Congenital people are born with extraordinary abilities. They are blessed by nature, but their development is restricted. Only a very small number of congenital people can break through the limitations brought by their nature and reach a higher level.

However, the acquired extraordinary people do not have such worries. Of course, as a price, the acquired extraordinary people need to pay a lot of efforts to go from ordinary people to extraordinary people. Their bones, talents, and luck are all indispensable. Even if they step into the ranks of extraordinary people, it does not necessarily mean that their future achievements will be higher than most of the innate extraordinary people who are restricted by their innate abilities.

But it is worth mentioning that the so-called immortals recorded in ancient books were basically acquired immortals.

The farthest one is Emperor Huangdi riding a dragon to ascend to heaven, and the nearest ones are Zhang Daoling of Longhu Mountain, Lu Chunyang of Zhongnan Quanzhen, Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang, Madam Wei of Shangqing of Maoshan, Bodhidharma of Shaolin Temple of Songshan, and Dao Ji of Lingyin Temple of Hangzhou.

The history of foreigners in China can be traced back to the period when Emperors Yan and Huang fought with Chiyou for the Central Plains. However, the real record of their deeds was during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, when the Great War between Chan and Jie was launched between the two dynasties. The deeds were compiled into a book by foreigners in later generations and named "The Romance of the Investiture of the Gods" or "The List of Investiture of the Gods".

After that, the figures of strange people appeared actively in history books.

For example, the line from the poem "The Overlord Xiang Yu, with his strength to pull up mountains and his courage to unleash the world" is not an adjective but a declarative sentence.

But Xiang Yu could not learn to compromise with the majority of ordinary people. He could not even tolerate Fan Zeng beside him, so how could he dominate the world? So in the end, he lost his way and had no choice but to commit suicide at Wujiang River, leaving behind only the evaluation that Xiang Yu was brave and unparalleled in the ages.

Throughout the long history, the Chinese people living on this land have also learned how to survive in this land dominated by ordinary people. While leaving behind various popular legends, they have also slowly appeared in the public eye in another way.

In those years, the aliens had an extremely small population base compared to most ordinary people, with only more than 20,000 people at their peak. However, they also summed up a most basic principle among the aliens.

That is, different people are attracted to each other.

No matter how well you hide among ordinary people, the moment you reveal your true methods, various coincidences will bring you into contact with other extraordinary people.

Under this logic, the connections between extraordinary people and between extraordinary people and ordinary people are becoming closer and closer. After more than two thousand years of integration, extraordinary people are no longer a group shrouded in mystery. They have played the roles of military generals, emperors, heroes, and capable ministers in history.

The heritage left behind by each other can also be shared, but due to being in front of others, it is always a bit inconvenient.

Thus, a new force came into being, a transit station specially used to receive strangers and serve as a communication between strangers and the powerful forces and overlords of the time.
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Night of June, 1925.

In today's chaotic world, traveling in the wild at night is the thing that pedestrians hate the most.

Whether it is the wild beasts that are accustomed to eating corpses, or the bandits who target passers-by, these pedestrians traveling at night may become their meals or be killed by the swords.

At this time, in the deserted wilderness, there was a brightly lit restaurant open for business.

Even at this late hour, one could still hear the sounds of clinking glasses coming from the restaurant. From a distance, it looked like the ghost market in Pu Songling's Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

The name of the restaurant is Jianghu Xiaozhan, which is both the restaurant’s signboard and a force to be reckoned with.

This is what was mentioned above, a place specifically used to receive foreigners and serve as a transit station for communication between foreigners and other forces, a new force born during the Ming Dynasty.

This alien force called Jianghu Xiaozhan has few rules, only three.

One is to remain neutral forever and not get involved in any fights between strangers, even if it is a dynastic struggle.

Second, as long as the price is reasonable, you can find out any information you want to know from Jianghu Xiaozhan, provided that you can contact Jianghu Xiaozhan.

Third, Jianghu Xiaozhan will determine whether to provide services based on the information provided by the customer. If not, the consulting fee will be refunded in full and the customer will be given priority service rights next time.

These three rules are the foundation of Jianghu Inn.

Of course, there are some people who are skilled and courageous enough to want to break these three rules, but unfortunately such people either give up or disappear from the public eye.

Yes, if you don't have some valuable knowledge in your hands, not everyone can maintain a neutral position. If you meet someone with a stronger fist, he can turn your so-called Jianghu inn into his own inn with just a word.

Apart from these three rules, Jianghu Inn is no different from an ordinary inn, except that its business scope is wider, it receives more guests, and some branches are located in more remote areas.

At this moment, a figure walked into the door of this bustling Jianghu inn.

The sharp-eyed waiter also came forward and asked.

"Guest, are you here for a quick meal or to stay overnight?"

"Stay in the hotel, little brother. Your store looks so busy. Are there no rooms available?"

"Hey, this guest must be here for the first time, right? You may not know that we have never had a joke of not having enough rooms to accommodate guests in Jianghu Inn, no matter how busy the inn is."

"That's great. A plate of braised pork with spicy sauce, a bowl of rice, a plate of green vegetables, and a bowl of iced sour plum soup. In this weather, it's better to drink something cool. Then give me a room. It doesn't have to be a very good one. Just make it your choice."

"Well, the guest knows how to order. Please come in, boss, one guest, one good room!"

The waiter welcomed the customer into the store, but was troubled when he saw that the store was crowded with people and there was not a single empty table.

Should we let guests dine in their rooms?
But before the waiter could open his mouth, the customer behind him walked towards a corner of the store.

Sitting at the table was a burly, ugly, pale-skinned man.

Obviously the inn was full of guests, but he was the only one with a table to himself. Looking at the food on the table, which was completely different from the other food in terms of appearance, aroma and taste, he felt very desolate.

The waiter saw the guests walking towards that table and was about to call them to stop, but they had already walked up to the table in two steps and spoke in a very familiar manner.

"Brother, you see, all the seats around here are full, except yours. Do you mind if I share a table with you?"

The man looked up and saw the man who was talking to him with a look that was as if he was keeping people away from him. Combined with his ugly appearance, it was enough to make people stay away from him. But the guest did not avoid the ugly man's gaze and smiled in a familiar way.

"If you don't say it, it doesn't mean you agree. Brother, don't bother finding a seat for me. Just bring the food to me when it's ready."

"Okay, please sit down, the food will be here soon."

Seeing the customer sitting down, the waiter didn't know what to say and went back to work. After all, in this desolate mountain, how many people can enter this store? Without some tricks, you can't even get in the door.

Otherwise, why would this inn be opened in this desolate wilderness? Because from the very beginning, this inn has only received strange people who can ignore the dangers of night and rush on their journey, or what ordinary people call "strange people".

If you don’t have some tricks, you won’t be able to see that there is a store here and won’t be able to get in.

Of course, nothing is absolute in this world, and there are indeed ordinary people who accidentally get in.

But Jianghu Inn would not make a fuss about it and would just treat him as an ordinary guest.

Moreover, according to fairy tales, ordinary people like this are ordinary people with a connection to immortals. They might be noticed by some strange sect that happens to come across them and be accepted as disciples.

The guest who entered Jianghu Inn was naturally Wang Yi.

After the incident in Pucheng came to an end, he bid farewell to Zhang Yi and Ma Feng and continued his journey.

He originally wanted to go to the south, but halfway through, he turned around.

The reason was simple: he didn't dare to bet whether he could bear it or not.

Although we sent Zhang Yi and Ma Feng, two extraordinary fighters, to you, and also conveyed some good advice to Captain Jiang, many things are still uncertain.

He was afraid that if he really got there, he would not be able to help but stay, would not be able to control himself, would go and kill the principal who had the same surname as Captain Jiang, and would not be able to help but confide everything from the future to the teacher.

But this is wrong, because Wang Yi doesn't dare to bet on something like the butterfly effect.

With this concern, after forcing himself to calm down slowly, Wang Yi also realized that confessing everything from the future to them now would do more harm than good. Regardless of whether they believed it or not, the current situation was that the enemy was strong and we were weak, and telling them would not mean that it would change.

As for killing the bald guy with a palm, Wang Yi can indeed do it. He believes that there are indeed a few capable people around that guy protecting him. But he is not the nominal president in the future yet. The capable people who protect him may not be very smart. It is not that he does not have the opportunity to kill him.

But killing him at this time would be fucking useless.

The reason can be summed up in two words: justice!

This righteousness, sometimes it's really fucking bullshit! It's frustrating to have him around, and it's not okay without him.

Wang Yi was a man from later generations, so he knew how many beastly things this humanoid thing had done in the future, so he had no psychological pressure at all to kill him.

But for those who know him in this era, his image is still that of a great and glorious person.

If I kill him in advance, how can I leave him with a good reputation? !

Damn it, how the hell could he do such a thing as giving such a person a beautiful posthumous title? Isn't this more painful than killing himself?

Even if I tell them about this, they will believe Wang Yi's words and will stop Wang Yi from doing this. There is no other reason. If he punishes without teaching, he will not benefit from it, but suffer from it.

Without this guy to achieve nominal unification later, God knows how bad the current situation would be, and whether more innocent civilians would die in the war.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi could only choose to out of sight and out of mind, so he turned around and left halfway. August happened to be the 80th birthday of Old Master Lu from the Lu family, one of the four famous and extraordinary families. He also had an invitation that Lu Jin had sent him long ago in his bag, so he might as well go and join in the fun and witness the demeanor of Zhang Zhiwei, the designated son of the world, the future number one person in the world, and the future 65th Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

By the way, let’s see if Lu Jin, after learning the skill of reversing the eight directions that he taught, can replicate the original timeline and the famous scene where he was slapped and cried by Zhang Zhiwei.

But he was halfway there and his stomach was empty, and he used his own means to see a small inn here.

In order to rest and to comfort his own stomach, he resorted to some tricks and walked in.

As for this ugly, eccentric man, he didn't care at all.

What's wrong with being ugly? I don't look like a human.

Besides, when I first arrived in the first year of the Republic of China, I had seen all kinds of dead people.

The giants, whose bellies burst from eating the so-called Guanyin soil, were all right in front of him. That would really be like sleeping among a pile of dead bodies.

We have gone through days like this, what is there to be afraid of as a living person?

So here is the story we have now.

The man sitting opposite Wang Yi, who was forced to share a table with him, was also looking at Wang Yi with curiosity, trying to see the same look in Wang Yi's eyes as he saw others looking at him.

Unfortunately, Wang Yi just smiled at him, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup, and prepared to pour him a cup.

"Drink?"

The simple inquiry and the ordinary attitude made the man at a loss and he didn't know how to respond to Wang Yi.

"Don't be like that, brother. The braised pork will be served soon. Although this dish is delicious, it is also greasy. You need to drink tea to relieve the greasiness."

Wang Yi didn't feel uncomfortable at all. After all, he was the one who forced himself to share the table with others, which was indeed not very nice. But he didn't expect that the other person would be a socially anxious person. It was quite a contrast.

While Wang Yi was drinking tea to kill time, he heard a burst of conversations coming from the guest table next to him, still talking about his story.

Wang smiled when he heard others telling their stories.

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(End of this chapter)