deltrittennovels #197 - Come to your door
#197 - Come to your door
Liang Jin had originally thought that the Taiping Dao would, at most, develop in the few prefectures around Qingzhou. He never expected to see people from the Taiping Dao even in the capital.
This made Liang Jin recall that some loyal followers of the Taiping Dao had indeed expressed their willingness to travel the world and spread the teachings.
Liang Jin hadn't paid much attention to this.
But these followers had actually run so far, all the way from the south to the north.
However, this was also a good thing.
The more the Taiping Dao could spread its branches and leaves throughout the world, the more its influence would inevitably increase.
Although there was only a small spark in the capital, no one could say for sure whether it would grow and expand in the future.
Especially since when this old follower began his travels, the decisive battle between the Taiping Dao and the Yang family in Qingzhou City had not yet broken out, so this old follower was unaware of this matter.
As that great battle spread, especially after it reached the capital, it was likely that the number of people who believed in the Yellow Heaven would increase.
At this moment.
The yellow-robed old man began to solicit donations from the believers.
Developing a religious sect required the cooperation of all people, and could not be done by one person alone.
The yellow-robed old man wanted to build a temple in the capital to enshrine the Zhong Huang Taiyi.
Those pious men and women also opened their money bags one after another and placed them on the wooden tray in the yellow-robed old man's hand.
Liang Jin also stepped forward, took out a gold ingot, and placed it in the wooden tray.
The yellow-robed old man was stunned when he saw this, and then happily said:
"The Yellow Heaven will surely bless you!"
"Please leave your name, young master. When the temple is completed, your name will be engraved on the stele of merit."
Liang Jin just smiled, didn't say anything, and then turned around and left.
Along the way.
The Ji family members followed behind Liang Jin, wanting to step forward and speak several times, but they always hesitated.
When Ji Zhong saw Liang Jin generously donating money, he finally felt a lot more relieved.
He couldn't help but run forward, walking alongside Liang Jin and saying:
"Benefactor, would you like to come to my house for a chat?"
Liang Jin nodded:
"Let's go."
No matter what, his clone was also the Sect Leader of the Crimson Fire Sword Sect.
This half of the Crimson Fire Sword Sect's treasure martial art had fallen into the Ji family's hands, and it was necessary for him to understand the situation.
If this Ji family was really a descendant of the Crimson Fire Sword Sect, then he couldn't just take their secret manual and leave.
So, the group returned to the Ji family.
But now the Ji family had been smashed into a mess by the Black Tiger Gang.
Ji Zhong looked around, but couldn't find a complete stool for Liang Jin to sit on, nor could he find a good bowl for Liang Jin to drink water from.
Liang Jin didn't mind this, he just took the half of the secret manual and asked:
"I just want to know, where did you get this thing from?"
Ji Zhong heard this and replied:
"It was passed down by my grandfather."
Liang Jin was naturally dissatisfied with this answer, he said in a deep voice:
"Think carefully, and then explain in detail."
Ji Zhong heard this, and could only carefully recall, and then explained to Liang Jin.
In order to avoid being hunted down by his enemies, Ji Zhong's grandfather could only hide everywhere, and eventually came to the capital.
He originally planned to raise travel expenses in the capital, and then go to the south.
Unfortunately, fate was unpredictable. Ji Zhong's grandfather married and had children in the capital, and the injuries he had suffered often relapsed, making it difficult for him to go to the south.
In addition, Ji Zhong's grandfather was afraid that his enemies would discover his whereabouts, so he never dared to rely on martial arts to earn money, which led to poverty in the family.
So, Ji Zhong's grandfather taught his eldest son martial arts, hoping that his eldest son could fulfill his mission for him.
But the sky is unpredictable. Ji Zhong's grandfather's eldest son finally practiced martial arts, but died in a competition with martial artists.
This greatly affected Ji Zhong's grandfather, and he decided not to teach his descendants martial arts anymore.
And Ji Zhong's second son had two children left, one named Ji Bo, and one named Ji Zhong.
Ji Bo died of a serious illness before he could reach adulthood.
Only Ji Zhong was left in the Ji family, and then Ji Zhong gave birth to Ji Fei.
This secret manual has also been passed down to Ji Zhong.
But Ji Zhong was unwilling to bear the mission left by his grandfather, but chose to live in the capital all the time, without any intention of going to the south.
On the contrary, his son Ji Fei, after hearing about his grandfather's deeds, was determined to earn money to save travel expenses to go to the Crimson Fire Sword Sect.
Liang Jin finished listening.
He couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.
Who would have thought that the senior brother Shao Hongbo was thinking about before his death had actually died decades ago.
Fortunately, Liang Jin's information panel brushed to the whereabouts of this secret manual.
Otherwise, if it took a while, this Crimson Fire Sword Sect's treasure martial art would probably be completely lost.
Immediately, Liang Jin said:
"To be honest, I have a friend who has some connection with that Crimson Fire Sword Sect."
"This half of the secret manual was originally intended to be sent back to the Crimson Fire Sword Sect, and return it to its original owner."
"Since you are descendants of the Crimson Fire Sword Sect, if you plan to return to the sect, I can provide you with travel expenses."
Liang Jin had already read this half of the secret manual, and the status of the "Crimson Fire Sky Burning Sword Technique" in the information bar had changed from [Incomplete] to [Not Entered].
At this time, the half of the secret manual in his hand was useless to Liang Jin's main body.
But it was still useful to Liang Jin's clone.
This was the treasure of the Crimson Fire Sword Sect.
Liang Jin's clone, as the Sect Leader, was able to find the treasure of the sect that the previous Sect Leaders had been unable to find, which would inevitably enhance the centripetal force and cohesion of the Crimson Fire Sword Sect, and would also greatly increase the prestige of Liang Jin's clone.
Ji Zhong shook his head as soon as he heard this:
"What am I going back to that Crimson Fire Sword Sect for? No, no."
"My home is in the capital, this is where I grew up."
"This hero, if you can convert the travel expenses into cash for us, then this half of the secret manual will be yours, and you can dispose of it as you please, you can even burn it for warmth."
Liang Jin smiled, he respected everyone's choice.
Suddenly.
Ji Fei, who was on the side, opened his mouth:
"No!"
"I am a descendant of the Crimson Fire Sword Sect, I have a mission to bring this half of the secret manual back to the sect!"
Ji Zhong didn't expect his son to not want to earn money, and slapped his son's head twice in anger:
"What if you take it to the sect?"
But Ji Fei was not afraid of being beaten at all, and still said firmly:
"Then I can join the Crimson Fire Sword Sect and become a martial artist!"
"This way, our family won't be insulted and bullied like today!"
Ji Zhong said disdainfully:
"What if you become a martial artist?"
"There are still many people who control martial artists. There are many experts in the Black Tiger Gang, and there are countless experts in the imperial court yamen, the Six Doors, and the army."
"What can you do if you become a hairy boy? You still have to be bullied."
"It is inevitable to suffer losses in this world. Suffering losses is a blessing, the most important thing is to live well."
And Ji Zhong's teachings obviously could not be agreed with by Ji Fei.
Ji Fei gritted his teeth and roared:
"That can only mean that I haven't become the strongest martial artist yet!"
"When I become the strongest, no one can bully me!"
Ji Zhong saw that his son was still ignorant, and continued to teach him earnestly.
But Ji Fei only recognized his own reasons and quarreled with his father.
Liang Jin shook his head slightly when he saw this.
This Ji Fei came from a poor family, but he was violent, fierce and untamed, and did things without regard for the consequences.
If such a person stayed at home, he would only bring disaster to the family.
If he ventured into the world, either he would die tragically, or he would make a name for himself, which might be a better way out for him.
If he was in the chaotic Western Desert, then it would be suitable for him to be an assassin in the Azure Clothes Tower.
But this was the strictly ordered capital, and it was feared that such a person would be difficult to live long in this environment.
At this time.
Ji Fei was unwilling to continue arguing with his father.
He turned to look at Liang Jin, and suddenly knelt down with a plop:
"If you are willing to accept me as a disciple and teach me martial arts, then my life will be yours from now on!"
Although secret manuals could be bought in the capital, they would cost at least a dozen taels of silver.
There were also martial arts schools that accepted disciples, but they also charged money.
Ji Fei had no money.
He also disdained to associate with the underworld, so he had the idea of becoming a disciple of Liang Jin.
He longed to become a martial artist like Liang Jin.
Easily, he could beat the dwarf tyrant Gu Tao and his gang to the ground.
Liang Jin shook his head:
"I don't accept disciples."
Ji Fei asked:
"Why?"
"Although I am poor and have no money, I have determination and dare to risk my life!"
"What do you want me to do to accept me, as long as you say a word, I can do it!"
Liang Jin shook his head again.
Ji Fei was completely puzzled:
"Why?"
Liang Jin said:
"For no reason, I just don't accept disciples."
Ji Fei was disappointed and full of anger when he heard this.
He couldn't help but slammed his fist **** on the ground, and when his fist was raised, the ground had already left his worn skin and blood.
This punch was very hard, smashing his fist with blood.
But he didn't seem to care about the pain at all, lowered his head and didn't speak, and wanted to leave home.
Suddenly!
"Bang! ! !"
The Ji family's door was kicked open from the outside.
The next moment, a figure walked in.
This person was very short, with a bandage wrapped around his face, covering one eye, and the bandage still had fresh blood stains.
It was the dwarf tyrant Gu Tao.
Following closely behind, a group of Black Tiger Gang men also filed in.
Who would have thought that the dwarf tyrant Gu Tao would come to the door.
Ji Fei was even more furious when he saw this, roaring and wanting to step forward to fight.
Ji Zhong and his wife hurriedly held Ji Fei back.
The dwarf tyrant Gu Tao turned his gaze and looked at Liang Jin, grinning:
"Boy, it turns out you are just an ordinary soldier in the Imperial Guards, and you are a motherfucking orphan with no background!"
"I was still pretending in front of Laozi just now, pretending to be your mother!"