Chapter 118 Evil prevails over good

Chapter 118 Evil prevails over good

Chapter 118 Evil prevails over good
"Master, what good wine can be found in the wilderness village?"

"Master Wan of the Righteous Alliance is just a fisherman by the Wei River. He has never drunk anything real. For a person like him, the water of the Yellow River is like nectar.

"If you want to drink good wine, why don't you follow me to the home of Governor Liu? What good things in Huazhou shouldn't be tasted at his home first?"

Sun Siwang shook his head slightly. He thought that his last disciple was good in every way except that he was too arrogant and intolerant.

This is no wonder, as he was born into a wealthy family, he has a handsome appearance, and even has excellent aptitude in martial arts.

He opened up the 'Silver Furnace Dantian' at the age of fourteen. After six years, he had already reached the level of Armor Breaking Realm in terms of internal strength. Even his own eldest disciple was no match for this junior fellow apprentice.

Tang An glanced at the dishes on the table and said with some disdain: "I don't know if the food here is clean."

The other two martial arts school disciples sat at the lower seats, smiling and being more respectful to Tang An than Sun Siwang.

In terms of the time of admission, they are Tang An's senior brothers, but as the saying goes, 'grandfather in the cradle, grandson on crutches'.

The two men were born in farming families and had ordinary martial arts skills. It was undoubtedly a fantasy for them to become famous in the martial arts world. They just hoped to get in touch with Junior Brother Tang, and then they could become a disciple of the governor's family, and live a stable and wealthy life.

Sun Siwang knew his disciple's character, and it was useless to say anything, so he ignored him and shouted, "Waiter, give me half a catty of Zui Qing Feng."

Yue Jian walked out from the back hall, holding a wooden sign with the words "Zui Qing Feng Sold Out" written on it in black ink. She was about to hang it outside the door, but the four of them had already come in and sat down, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

She had no choice but to apologize: "Sir, our store has sold out the Zui Qing Feng wine today. The other wines are available in unlimited quantities."

Sun Siwang smiled and said, "If we want to drink other wine, we don't have to come to Ping'an Inn."

Yue Jian said happily: "Oh, it's okay not to drink, what would you like to order, sir?"

Now Sun Siwang was unhappy. This waiter was just like his disciple Tang An, not very good at speaking.

Tang An sneered, "What kind of shabby shop is this? Selling something that looks like swill, and having so many broken rules? This kind of boring gimmick, even the Zuixianlou and Chang'an Restaurant in Xi'an wouldn't dare to embarrass me in front of me. Are you really not afraid of being laughed at by your little shop, and making such an ugly scene?"

Yue Jian thought he had developed a good temper, so he just stood by and listened to him fart quietly.

Sun Siwang didn't bother talking to the waiter. He stood up and walked to the counter, bowed and said with a smile, "I am Sun Siwang from Xique Martial Arts School. I came from Xi'an Prefecture. I heard about the reputation of Zui Qingfeng in Ping'an Inn from my friends before. I want to ask Manager Zhang for a glass of wine. I wonder if it's convenient."

Zhang Yu glanced at the wooden sign in Yue Jian's hand.

"I am Zhang Liyu, a drifter from the rivers and seas. I have just settled down in this precious place and rely on this small shop to make a living. It is a blessing for our shop that Mr. Sun can come to support us. Since the wooden sign has not been hung yet, it is not a bad etiquette."

Sun Siwang smiled and said, "Thank you very much for your kindness, Manager Zhang. When I come to Xi'an Prefecture next time, I will definitely come to Xique Martial Arts Hall and let me show my appreciation to you."

Zhang Yu smiled and nodded.

Yue Jian hung up the wooden sign, brought out a small porcelain bottle of wine, and four dishes, two cold and two hot, and placed them on the table in order.

"This kind of village wine costs nine coins for half a pound?"

"Yes, it's too expensive. Other places like this sell homemade wine for just a few dozen coins."

The two martial arts school disciples filled a glass of wine for Sun Siwang and Tang An, and then poured some for themselves. Looking at the glass of wine, drinking it would cost at least dozens of copper coins, and they couldn't help but be amazed.

In the city of Xi'an, not to mention wine that costs nine cents of silver, even half a pound of wine that costs several taels or more than ten taels of silver is not uncommon. But that is the capital of Shaanxi Province, how can it be compared with the village inns and wild houses.

Sun Siwang's nose twitched slightly, and a look of joy appeared on his face. He picked up the cup, took a sip, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"It's really good wine! Good wine!"

After hearing his master's comments, Tang An also drank a glass. This wine was different from all the fine wines he had ever tasted, and it was more mellow and fragrant. However, he had already said it before, so he could only pretend to be normal and put the glass on the table with a look of disapproval.

The two men were used to a shabby life, and although they thought the wine was good, it was village wine after all, and was too expensive. If they were to pay for it themselves, they would rather go to a big restaurant and would never come here to drink.

At this time, two people came in from outside the door, looked around, and walked over here.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a short and thin stature, and his skin was as dark and rough as tree bark. Behind him followed a young disciple who looked a bit reserved and quite decent.

Both of them have one thing in common: their arms are abnormally long.

Especially the middle-aged man, who looked like a monkey that had just come down from the mountain and was secretly wearing human clothes.

"Brother Sun, long time no see."

Sun Siwang stood up and bowed, saying, "It's Brother Gan. Please take a seat. The Iron Ape Gang is far away in the Longxi Mountains. Why are you here?"

Gan Sanzhi laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Jianjun Yue is a chivalrous man who is generous and kind, but he has always been low-key and modest. When they heard about his only daughter's birthday, all the heroes in Guanzhong came to congratulate him, and the Iron Ape Gang was no exception. Brother Sun, you don't know that five years ago, there was a deputy leader of the Yunshui Hall who recruited a group of bandits and caused trouble in Longxi. It was Mr. Yue and his wife who secretly found our Iron Ape Gang and agreed to take action to finally get rid of that person and maintain peace in the area."

Gan Sanzhi's voice was loud and clear, and everyone in the hall could hear his words clearly.

A disdainful smile appeared on Tang An's face. He really wanted to ask the leader of the Iron Ape Gang if there was something wrong with his ears as to why he had to speak so loudly.

Sun Siwang was full of respect and said with a smile: "So Mr. Yue and Brother Gan have such a connection. No one in the martial arts world knows about this heroic act of eliminating demons and defending morality. It seems that the Gentleman Sword is really worthy of its reputation. Of course, Brother Gan is also chivalrous and worthy of being the first-class hero in Longxi."

Gan Sanzhi drank a glass of wine with a smile. Most of the people in the inn were from the underworld. His actions would make the Iron Ape Gang famous in the underworld, which was a technical job.

He glanced at the disciple who was busy picking up food. These things are like the old cat sleeping on the roof, passed down from generation to generation.

The deputy hall master was originally tricked by Gan Sanzhi into coming to Tieyuan Mountain under the pretext of surrendering. He was poisoned and eventually killed along with all those disciples of the Demon Sect by Yue Buqun and the disciples of the Tieyuan Gang.

Firstly, this matter was not very glorious. Secondly, the Sun Moon Divine Sect was very powerful at that time, and both sides were afraid of being the first to be exposed, so they kept it secret.

Sun Siwang smiled and said, "In the battle of Hengshan last year, the Demon Cult was defeated miserably, and lost thousands of disciples. The Yunshui Hall was in name only, and the Black Wood Cliff did not make any moves. This year in Shuntian Prefecture, I heard that the Fenglei Hall suffered heavy losses in the battle with the Zhongxiao Hall, and Dongfang Bubai still stayed indoors. It seems that the Demon Cult is really going to fail."

Gan Sanzhi laughed loudly and said, "Evil cannot defeat good, and human hearts are clear. This has been a universal truth since ancient times. The Demon Cult does not know the destiny and violates the laws of nature. Its defeat was doomed from the beginning."

From the looks of it, the Battle of Hengshan and the Battle of Zhongxiaotang seemed to be the ones he led.

Tang An was not used to him, and asked with a sneer, "Since evil cannot defeat good, why did the Demon Cult suppress the righteous for so many years? Even now, no righteous hero dares to set foot in Pingdingzhou."

Seeing Gan Sanzhi's face was a little ugly, Sun Si tried to smooth things over: "Brother Gan, he is the inferior disciple Tang An, the son of the Shaanxi formation envoy. He is not good at talking. Please don't mind it."

Hearing this, Gan Sanzhi looked at the arrogant young man calmly and said, "I'll tell you why. The Demon Cult unified the evil forces, and the unorthodox sects in the martial arts world were all afraid of the great devil Dongfang Bubai, so they only followed the lead of Heimuya. On the righteous side, there was no hero who could convince the heroes of the world to come out and command the martial arts world, so we were unable to compete with them in the past few years."

Sun Siwang nodded quickly: "Brother Gan has a clear view of things, I think so too, fortunately the situation in the martial arts world is changing now, it is not like before."

Gan Sanzhi drank another glass of wine, a little drunk, and then he confided some truth: "Shaolin and Wudang have been in seclusion behind the scenes, the Beggars' Sect and Emei have long been weak, and the Five Mountains Sword Sects have united together, with influence all over the country. They are numerous and powerful, and there are many masters. The prestige of the Zuo leader in the martial arts world is increasing day by day, and Mr. Guan Zhongyue has been promoted to the ranks of first-class masters. I'm afraid that the Qin martial arts world will also need a new leader."

Sun Siwang nodded and said, "I am also optimistic about Mr. Yue. He is both talented and virtuous, and his martial arts are superb. Under his leadership, the Guanzhong martial arts world will surely prosper. This is our good fortune." The annihilation of Yunshuitang by the Five Mountains Sword Alliance caused a huge shock in the martial arts world. Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun, Liu Zhengfeng and other leaders all gained great reputation within their respective sects and within their respective regions.

Reputation is something that cannot be seen or touched.

But if there is, it is when the time comes that heaven and earth will work together.

If not, the hero will be unlucky and not free.

Gan Sanzhi laughed softly and said, "On July 7, it is the sixteenth birthday of Sect Leader Yue's only daughter. All the prominent sects in Guanzhong's martial arts world have come. They want to make friends with her. In the future, Huashan Sect will be in charge of the martial arts world in Guanzhong. It will be different from the past. We have to make plans early."

They each drank a few cups, and the pot of wine was soon empty.

The two talked about Ping'an Inn again.

Shopkeeper Zhang fought and killed a yellow-haired tiger. Although he looked young, his martial arts skills were extraordinary.

'Zui Qing Feng' attracted numerous fans, but it set strange rules and paid no attention to money.

Hearing this, Tang An felt even more unhappy. He looked at the man standing behind the counter, flipping through the account books and using the abacus. He was obviously a street urchin. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "Another Gan Sanzhi, a fraud who is trying to steal the reputation."

Zhang Yu heard all the conversations in Ping'an Inn. His hand, which was flipping through the account book, paused slightly.

"July 7th is her birthday, so I should prepare a gift for her."

As he was thinking, he saw the young man named 'Tang An', holding a long-necked bottle, walking over. He handed the empty bottle over the counter.

"I want another half pound of this wine."

"Guest, each table gets half a catty, that's the rule."

"The rules are written on the wooden sign. I saw it. But Gang Leader Gan came later, so he should be counted as two tables."

Zhang Yu looked up at him and continued to fiddle with the abacus beads.

"Our ancestor once said that it is a good thing to have rules, but if you can't abide by them, then it is better not to set them in the first place. Shopkeeper Zhang, do you have the ability to keep the rules you set?"

Tang An chuckled and looked at the owner of Ping'an Inn.

"None of your business!"

Tang An's smile froze on his face.

"I can give you a chance to apologize."

Many gangsters in the store heard the commotion and looked over.

Only the people at Sun Siwang's table were still eating and chatting, seemingly unaware of anything.

Zhang Yu had seen many bastards looking for trouble when he was doing business. He smiled and said two words: "Get lost!"

"you wanna die!"

Tang An was furious and raised the long-necked bottle and threw it at Zhang Yu.

high speed.

Shopkeeper Zhang did not dodge or evade, but stood where he was, as if he was an ordinary person who knew no martial arts at all.

Those people in the martial arts world thought to themselves that the Ping'an Inn must be just a name.

Ok?
The flask stopped only three inches above his head.

No one saw how Zhang Yu did it.

Tang An seemed to be under a spell, standing in front of the counter, holding a long-necked wine bottle in his right hand, motionless, looking very funny.

"This young man is blind and doesn't know what Ping An Inn is."

Someone couldn't help but sneer. Everyone drank and ate while watching the Western scene at the counter.

"After killing the yellow-haired tiger, the government dared not say a word. How can they be easy to deal with?"

"I heard that Shopkeeper Zhang is a wizard from Wu Yue, and he knows the Seven Arrows Book. Is this... a spell to freeze the body?"

"You ignorant country bumpkin, what do you mean by immobilization? This is a very advanced martial art that can kill and defeat enemies invisibly by striking acupuncture points from a distance."

Sun Siwang could no longer sit still. He did not stop him before because he was curious about the martial arts skills of this young innkeeper.

Secondly, he knew that his disciple had hardly ever been defeated among his peers in Xi'an Prefecture. Even if he was defeated, he could still hold out. Then, if he came out to mediate, he could also become famous in Huazhou.

Third, like everyone who came to Ping'an Inn, he couldn't stand the rules and wanted to break them.

Sun Siwang's internal strength cultivation was only at the initial stage of the Qi Hai Jing, and he was over sixty years old, and his Qi and blood were declining. He knew in his heart that this person's martial arts was not inferior to his own, as he could control Tang An so unnoticeably.

He walked over and whispered, "Manager Zhang, young people are ignorant. I hope you can show some mercy. I, Sun Siwang, and Xique Martial Arts School owe Ping'an Inn a favor."

Zhang Yu chuckled: "Young people are just joking, it's nothing."

He waved his hands and released a stream of energy at close range, as if breaking a curse.

Tang An retreated again and again, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness.

Zhang Yu looked inside the store, clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Please don't blame me, this young man and I are friends. We just wanted to play around and see who can move first and who will lose. Xi Que Martial Arts School has a famous teacher and a talented student with extraordinary concentration. I am not as skilled as him, so I voluntarily admit defeat."

The tables close to the counter naturally knew the whole story, but those who were farther away believed the explanation and stopped paying attention to this side.

"Thank you for your consideration. Manager Zhang is really kind-hearted."

Sun Siwang was overjoyed. Zhang Liyu's words finally restored the reputation of Xique Martial Arts School. This young junior was not only a martial arts master, but also had such a broad mind. He was truly no ordinary person.

"Mr. Sun, you are too kind. We are in the same martial arts world and should help each other. It just so happens that I have something that I would like to ask Xique Martial Arts School for help."

Sun Siwang smiled and said, "Please speak."

(End of this chapter)