Chapter 1 Xun Ge'er

Jiangzhou, Guangling Prefecture, Sanshui County.

The sun sets and the moon rises.

There is no curfew in Daxuan, and the night market in the county town is brightly lit.

The street where Tianxianglou, a century-old restaurant in the east of the city, is located is full of night snack stalls.

Scholars in blue, officials, shopkeepers, servants of wealthy families, and peddlers were running back and forth.

Fang Xun, who was wearing a dark brown patrol uniform and had a captain badge on his waist, was eating noodles at a noodle stall opposite Tianxianglou with a group of his men.

At this moment, they are no different from other ordinary people in the city, with only one identity - diners.

A dozen people had just arrived and the noodles were still cooking. They started chatting while waiting.

"Hey, you guys weren't there just now and didn't see it. Twenty or so fighters from the Qingyi Gang and Feiyu Hall were fighting each other. When Brother Xun arrived, he just hit them with a few sticks and they all fell to the ground motionless."

"Why do you need to brag about Brother Xun's abilities? Which of us didn't learn Kung Fu from him?"

"Yes, the 'Song of the Great Dao of Quanzhen' that Brother Xun taught us is an authentic Taoist inner strength method just by looking at the name."

"Stop talking. Today is really unlucky. I've been busy with the Qingyi Gang and Feiyu Hall for two hours. Just wait and see how I deal with them!"

A group of people were talking loudly about what happened in the evening. They, the government officials, had already gone off work before the sun set.

Unexpectedly, the gang members of the two gangs started working before the sun went down and started a fight with weapons, forcing them, the servants, to work overtime.

Fang Xun had short hair and looked energetic and capable. In addition to a constable's knife hanging around his waist, he also carried a fifty-pound iron stick that reached his eyebrows on his back.

He looked indescribably majestic, and the officials and shopkeepers passing by the night market would greet him and call him "Xun Ge'er" when they saw him.

Fang Xun, who was sitting in the first seat, did not join in the chat of others. He listened to everyone talking for a while and then spoke lightly to end the topic.

"They are just a few dozen strong men who have learned some farming techniques. There is nothing to brag about. If you work half as hard as Yan Ming, you can also knock them down in a short time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Ming, a simple-looking man who looked to be in his twenties on Fang Xun's left, smiled awkwardly twice, and the others also smiled awkwardly and stopped bragging about Fang Xun.

"Brother Xun, the noodles are coming——"

Just then, the noodle stall attendant brought a bowl of hot noodles and placed it in front of Fang Xun. He picked up the chopsticks and started eating in big mouthfuls.

As I listened to other people start chatting again, my thoughts gradually drifted away.

Fang Xun is not from this world. His soul traveled here eighteen years ago and became a newborn baby.

He didn't know who his biological parents were. After he was born, he was adopted by his master, Wei Lin, a congenital master and a ninth-rank inspector of Sanshui County.

Eighteen years have passed since he grew up. Not only has he mastered kung fu, but he has also become a captain of the police. He is a well-known figure in Sanshui County and is known as Brother Xun.

While I was thinking, bowls of hot noodle soup were brought to the table accompanied by the shouts of the noodle stall waiter, and everyone started to eat the noodles with big mouthfuls.

Fang Xun finished all the noodles in a short while, then picked up the bowl and gulped down the noodle soup. After putting the bowl down, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Comfortable!"

At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a waiter from the Tianxianglou opposite, walking out of the building and hurriedly walking towards the noodle stall where he and his group were.

A distance of more than ten meters was not far. The waiter came to the table in two or three steps. Without waiting for the other party to speak, Fang Xun took the initiative to ask, "Xiao Li, what's the matter?"

Perhaps because he was familiar with Fang Xun, the waiter explained his purpose without further ado: "Xun brother, Wang, the shopkeeper of Li's Rice Shop, invites you to the second floor for a few drinks."

"lead the way!"

Fang Xun nodded, stood up, took off the iron stick on his back and handed it to Yan Ming for safekeeping. After giving a few instructions to the others, he and his waiter walked towards Tianxiang Tower.

He did not think much about Manager Wang's invitation. In the afternoon, Feiyutang and Qingyi Gang had a fight in front of Li's store. A group of customers who came to buy rice were dispersed, which ruined the store's business.

It was normal for Manager Wang to want to express his gratitude since he had subdued a group of armed gang members.

There was no conversation along the way. Fang Xun was led by the waiter to the second-floor corridor and arrived at the door of a private room.

With a creak, the waiter slowly pushed open the wooden door and quickly stepped aside. Just as he was about to step in, Fang Xun suddenly saw a figure lying on the round table in the box. It was Shopkeeper Wang. This scene instantly made his pupils shrink suddenly, and he retracted his left foot.

Fang Xun realized that something was wrong, but before he had time to think about it, a cold light suddenly came from behind the door.

brush--

The knife flashed with dazzling force, aiming straight at Fang Xun's chest, causing the hairs on his body to stand on end.

Caught off guard, Fang Xun retreated quickly, but it was too late. The waiter next to him was also stunned by this scene.

But the next moment, the expected scene of the white knife going in and the red knife coming out did not appear.

The tip of the knife seemed to hit something tough. With a ripping sound, a big hole was cut in the soap suit, revealing a streak of black. Fang Xun groaned in pain in his chest and took five steps back.

Fang Xun endured the pain in his chest and was still frightened when he came to his senses.

"Fortunately, I have Wei Xiaobao's black armor vest to protect me, otherwise."

When he saw clearly that there was a masked man in black holding a knife standing at the door of the box, he turned around and ran without saying a word.

Although the knife attack just now was blocked by the black armor vest, Fang Xun also estimated the opponent's strength from the force, at least the tenth level of acquired realm.

The man in black was stunned for a moment when he saw that his determined attack with the sword had failed, but when he saw Fang Xun running away, he gathered his energy and chased after him in a flash.

At this time, the guy who was standing there in a daze and ignored by the two finally came to his senses and shouted, "Murder!"

Guests who were having supper at tables in the lobby on the first floor raised their heads and looked toward the corridor on the second floor.

Then he saw a man in black holding a knife, chasing Fang Xun desperately with his footsteps as fast as the wind.

With a bang, the entire Tianxiang Tower exploded. The crowd rushed to the entrance of Tianxiang Tower frantically, and soon the hall was empty.

Fang Xun, who was running away in the corridor on the second floor, calmed down at this moment. Looking back, he saw that the man in black behind him was as fast as the wind and could catch up with him in less than five breaths.

Seeing this, Fang Xun reached into the pockets of his black clothes with both hands, and in an instant, he sprinkled the sleeping pills in his left hand and quicklime in his right hand at the man in black.

"mean!"

The man in black cursed and then lightly tapped his toes and leaped over the second-floor railing. He stomped twice in the air, drew a beautiful arc, and returned to the second-floor corridor, directly passing through the quicklime and drugs that filled the air.

"Fuck! He's an old hand!"

Seeing the man in black chasing him again, Fang Xun cursed inwardly, and while running away, he reached into his black clothes with his right hand again and groped for the bulge around his waist.

Just at this moment, footsteps were heard at the gate of Tianxiang Tower, and Yan Ming rushed in with a dozen constables who heard the noise, carrying Fang Xun's iron stick at the height of his eyebrows.

As soon as Yan Ming came in, he saw Fang Xun fleeing in the corridor on the second floor. His face changed and he picked up the iron rod in his hand and threw it three feet in front of Fang Xun.

"Brother Xun, take the stick!"

The iron stick made an arc in the air and was caught steadily by Fang Xun, who then stood still. After getting the stick in his hand, his whole being seemed to have undergone a drastic change.

There is a mysterious space in Fang Xun's Niwan Palace.

It looked like a parade ground, with all kinds of weapons including swords, spears, swords, and sticks on the weapon rack, and even an exquisite flintlock rifle hanging on the weapon rack.

There is a large hall outside the parade ground, with three large characters "Yanwu Hall" on the plaque shining brightly, and six large doors on the front.

On the surface of the first door, four lines of text were shining brightly.

[Wei Xiaobao, no internal strength, from "The Deer and the Cauldron", defeated]

[Ping Yizhi, acquired third level, from "Swordsman", defeated]

[Lu Qingdu, fourth level of the acquired realm, from The Return of the Condor Heroes, defeated]

[Nalan Yuanshu, no internal strength, external strength, from "Huang Feihong: A Man Should Be Self-reliant", waiting to be defeated]

(End of this chapter)