Chapter 79: Hard Work, Master, One Night of Playing the Flute
Chapter 79: The Hard-working Master Played the Flute All Night
The sky just brightened, revealing a half red sun.
The sound of the flute continued all night long. The melodious sound spread far in the quiet night, keeping many people in Pingyang Prefecture awake all night.
Zhao Xia opened his eyes and saw the man in black robe sitting in the armchair, with the red sun rising slowly from behind him.
The soft golden light shone on the green-tiled roofs of the Dragon Scale Club, and the morning air was a little moist. A faint flower fragrance came from somewhere, interweaving with the sound of the flute, making the listener feel relaxed and happy.
Seeing that she had successfully broken through, Zhang Yu stopped playing and put away his flute.
Zhao Xia was deeply moved. He knelt on one knee and said, "Thank you very much, sir, for playing the flute all night and personally protecting me."
"Blood Evil Sutra" is a breakthrough on the battlefield, with fighting spirit and hatred intertwined, which is quite dangerous.
There were several times when her mind lost control and her internal energy flowed backwards, almost causing her tendons and veins to become disordered. In the end, she was able to adjust herself to the melodious sound of the flute and gradually resolved the danger.
Zhang Yu smiled and helped her up: "No need to be polite. Lin Kun is dead, and there is no one in Pingyang Jianghu who can compete with you. The next step... do you have any plan to revive the Wild Wolf Gang?"
Although Lin Kun no longer has his full strength, he is still the best in Pingyang Jianghu.
He left the opportunity to kill Lin Kun to Zhao Xia, on the one hand to fulfill her wish to avenge her father, and on the other hand to establish her prestige so that she could take over Qingfeng Village smoothly.
Zhao Xia thought for a moment and said, "In my opinion, although the Dragon Scale Society has been destroyed, Pingyang City cannot be lived in for long. Yunwu Mountain is the long-term foundation."
"Although the Wild Wolf Gang can be re-established, it is unnecessary. Instead, it will disperse the strength of Qingfeng Village, and there will be multiple sources of power, which will leave opportunities for outsiders to take advantage of."
Zhang Yu nodded slightly. It seemed that after the conversation while brewing tea in the bamboo forest that day, she had seriously considered her words. To lead a region, one must consider the long-term and the overall situation.
Moving to the provincial capital would certainly complement the status of being the number one gang in Pingyang.
But just like this time, Long Lin will be attacked unexpectedly with no defenses, and will be watched at will by various forces. His strengths and weaknesses will be clearly known. If he can maintain his strength all the time, it will be fine. But as long as he is at a disadvantage, he will easily be overthrown by everyone.
Qingfeng Village did not take control of Pingyang City, but instead managed Yunwu Mountain, which was like a sword hanging over the heads of all forces in Pingyang.
The Wild Wolf Gang, Shennong Gang, and Dragon Scale Society, the top three forces in Pingyang Jianghu, were destroyed one after another. Unless the Songshan School intervened on a large scale, the other small forces would not be worth mentioning.
Even though Qingfeng Village is located in Bailuo County, it is still the uncrowned king.
No one can take away a single cent of the Dragon Scale Society's profitable businesses.
Care less about fame and more about real benefits.
If you value false reputation, you will get real disaster.
"From now on, Qingfeng Village will set up a team of people to house the martial arts masters who have come to rely on us, specializing in assassinations and espionage. We will call them the Wild Wolf Clan."
The slogan raised that day was "Destroy the Dragon Scale Society, kill Lin Kun, and revive the Wild Wolf Gang."
However, in the Pingyang underworld, the name of the Wild Wolf Gang is actually a negative asset.
He still used this method to retain his reputation in order to appease Zhao Xia, Liu Dachui, and the forty gang members who had become the core members of Qingfeng Village.
Zhao Xia understood in his heart and said, "Thank you, sir."
Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Let's go and see what good things Longlin has left for us."
The library is a beautiful two-story octagonal building.
The courtyard next to where Lin Kun lived was previously heavily guarded by the Dragon Scale Society.
The two walked into the pavilion. There were five or six rows of bookshelves on the first floor, with about a thousand books.
Most of them are books on poetry, songs, medicine, planting, and various craftsmanship, as well as some celebrity paintings and calligraphy, and the Jianghu handwriting of important figures of the Dragon Scale Society throughout the ages, recording the celebrity events of previous generations.
Zhang Yu casually flipped through a few books and was quite interested in the handwriting; the rest were just ordinary things.
The upper floor of the library is quite spacious.
A desk and a round chair.
Normally, only Lin Kun can set foot here.
There is an entire antique display shelf on the south wall, divided into three layers: upper, middle and lower, which contains the martial arts secrets collected by the Dragon Scale Society.
The lower level of the antique shelf contains mostly basic martial arts books, about thirty or forty books, such as Essentials of Great Sword and Fundamentals of Boxing.
Zhang Yu looked at them one by one, and put the ones that were exquisite and worth learning into a separate pile.
"Stone Breaking Palm, an external palm technique... when practiced to perfection, it can break stones and crack walls."
"Linking kicks, hanging a pot on the beam, touching it with your legs..."
"Iron shirt, practice external skills... Hit the wall with your back and abdomen 900 times each day, apply ointment... Keep doing this for three years, and you will achieve some success. Your skin and flesh will be as hard as stone, and ordinary swords and knives cannot break it."
Iron Shirt is a common defensive external skill. The authentic Iron Shirt skill comes from Shaolin Temple. It is one of the 72 unique skills and has a special internal skill.
As Shaolin Kung Fu spread, it was divided into various schools and simplified a lot. In terms of power, it is already far behind the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu.
Zhang Yu put down the Iron Shirt and looked at the second wooden shelf.
On the second level of the antique shelf, there are only six martial arts secrets books, all of which have corresponding internal power techniques. They can at least be classified as second-rate in the martial arts world.
Tiger-Crane Double Form Fist
"Swift Wind Sword Technique" and "Twenty-four Quick Sword Styles"
Iron Legs Floating on Water
"Rain Fist"
Scorpion Tail Needle
"This book of hidden weapon techniques is rare."
Zhang Yu opened the album with great interest, and saw that there were not only methods of breathing and acupuncture, but also diagrams of scorpion tail golden needles, which he could make according to the patterns. He was in need of a hidden weapon that could be used for long-range attacks.
"If the hidden weapon is used skillfully, the weak can defeat the strong and turn the situation around."
"Sir, these skills are what people in the martial arts world want so badly."
"We can build a martial arts storage building in Yunwu Mountain to organize the martial arts secrets we have collected by category, refer to their merits, and allow the villagers to read them."
Zhao Xia said in admiration: "Your Excellency has a long-term vision. If we can fill up the Wuzang Tower, we won't be afraid that those martial arts masters will not be of use to us."
On the top shelf of the antique display cabinet, there are several wooden boxes.
Zhang Yu was about to tiptoe to reach it.
"Sir, let me come."
Seeing this, Zhao Xia finally felt that he had the strength to use his strength, so he hurried over and took down the three wooden boxes one by one.
Zhang Yu withdrew his arm somewhat awkwardly, but his eyes were soon attracted by the things in the wooden box.
The first wooden box.
"The Hands That Catch Dragons and Press Acupoints" is the foundation on which the ancestors of the Lin family founded the Dragon Scale Society.
This is considered a unique martial art that combines massage, acupressure and other techniques, and contains many lost techniques from the ancient times. It is specially designed to serve the emperor and his concubines. It can circulate qi and activate blood circulation, and if practiced to a deep level, it can cure common diseases.
There was also an exquisite bronze man, about three feet long and plated with gold.
There are hundreds of acupuncture points densely marked on it. It doesn't look like the work of a folk craftsman. It should have been brought by the ancestors of the Lin family from the former Yuan Dynasty Palace.
The second wooden box.
Inside are the badge, official seal, and certificate of appointment of the ancestor of the Lin family when he served in the court of the former Yuan Dynasty, as well as letters to his descendants.
The letter roughly said that he hoped his descendants would inherit his legacy, practice medicine for generations, and use the "Dragon Catching and Acupuncture Point Pressing" to benefit the world. However, life is unpredictable, and he could not have imagined that the descendants of the Lin family would completely abandon medicine and take up martial arts, becoming involved in the underworld.
"Studying medicine can't save the world!"
The third wooden box was locked and covered with dust, as if it had not been opened for many years.
Zhang Yu used the "Hanyuan" dagger to break the copper lock. After opening it, he found a small porcelain bottle inside. When he removed the cork, a strange smell came to his face.
There was a longan-sized, black pill in the bottle, emitting a sweet and fishy smell. If you smelled it carefully, you could smell an addictive fragrance. There was an old note on the porcelain bottle with three small words on it.
"Poison Dragon Pill, what is the use of this thing?"
Zhang Yu didn't know what the pill was used for, he just thought it didn't look like an ordinary item, so he put it away.
Half a day later, Zhao Xia left the library alone, looking a little strange.
Zhang Yu stayed alone upstairs to study martial arts secrets, and said that he would not return to Qingfeng Village for the next few days and would just stay here.
It was just right that the destruction of the Longlin Society gave him the opportunity to withdraw from the affairs of Qingfeng Village, and leave the opportunity to establish prestige and take charge of the overall situation to Zhao Xia.
This also means that Zhang Yu will be leaving soon.
Zhao Xia was naturally reluctant, but there was nothing he could do.
As she walked out of the library, she happened to meet Liao Quan who came to report the amount of gold and silver treasures that had been taken out of the treasury.
"Five thousand ounces of gold, one hundred and thirty thousand ounces of silver, ten thousand strings of copper coins, and six hundred swords of various colors.
"All kinds of antique paintings and calligraphy, jewelry, precious medicinal materials, and house contracts are difficult to count at once."
Over the past hundred years, the Dragon Scale Society has dominated the Pingyang underworld most of the time, monopolizing various lucrative businesses. Compared with the Wild Wolf Gang, which started out as a no-cost business and later engaged in illegal salt trafficking, its means of making money are two levels higher.
Liao Quan asked: "Boss, how do we deal with these things?"
Zhao Xia looked towards the library and spoke slowly.
“Gold, silver, copper coins, swords, and medicinal materials are all usable and can be transported directly back to Qingfeng Village.
“All other antique paintings, calligraphy and jewelry were sold and exchanged for silver.
"Transfer Master Chen to Pingyang Prefecture to manage those shops."
She added: "Send another two hundred people to Pingyang City to escort the things back to Qingfeng Village."
Liao Quan was a little surprised and asked: "Boss, aren't we staying in Pingyang City?"
Zhao Xia did not answer. He only glanced at the former member of the Wild Wolf Gang and said, "Tell the old brothers not to call themselves the gang leader anymore. In the Pingyang Jianghu, there is only the leader of the Qingfeng Village!"
(End of this chapter)