Chapter 036 Wanyaotang
Wu You watched a "battle of words" with satisfaction. The teacher quoted from classics and scolded those who inexplicably stopped him from going to the capital. He also discussed with deep sorrow the importance of education, from the education of children to the education of the people.
This verbal battle was so exciting, and it went really well with the simulator's comments! Wu You slowly drank a sip of soda, happily feeling the sweet bubbles exploding on his tongue.
[7 years old: You ascended the throne at the tender age of seven, and everyone in the court respected and feared you. ]
[But it doesn't matter. You are already the emperor. It is normal for some people to be jealous. You just need to keep doing what you should do! Just do good things! Don't worry about the future! ]
Wu You puffed and choked several times, dumbfounded.
What the hell! He just didn't see it, how did the third brother ascend to the throne? Wasn't he saying "Goodbye, Master, I'm going to sail tonight" a while ago? Why did he do that today?
What on earth happened in such a short time!
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In the Beizhou Inn, several people on the second floor gathered around the railing. One of them observed the people downstairs and commented with a subtle expression, "I think this looks like it."
One of them followed the man and saw a scholar fanning himself sitting in the hall: "Bah! Are you blind? How could Master Yu be such a pretty boy?"
The man was not convinced: "How can it be impossible? Yu Daxia, the name sounds like a cultured person, wandering the world with a fan and a sword, how cool!"
The two were about to continue arguing when the person who had been leaning on the railing said, "No, it's not him. He doesn't have the aura of a cultivator."
The two men came forward and said, "Boss, who do you think Jade Knight is? His achievements have been spread all over the underworld, but no one has said what Jade Knight looks like."
One of them looked longing: "He must be eight feet tall, with a strong chest, a burly man!"
One person shook his head: "No, no, no, I've already said that the name Yu Daxia is full of culture. It means jade. He who holds jade in his arms and holds jade in his hands, looks like a gentleman with clear wind and bright moon."
"According to rumors, Master Yu tore a giant monster apart with his bare hands! Gentleman? Can a gentleman do that?"
"Then there's the eldest lady of Bibo Villa who fell in love with Master Yu at first sight! She even gave away her family heirloom Soul-Calming Bell! She's obviously a pretty lady, a perfect match for a gentleman!"
"Hey! You just have to show off your little literary talent!"
"Oh my, I don't know who is so envious that his saliva is about to flow out, poor literary talent?"
"Wait." The boss who had been silent in the middle suddenly spoke. The remaining two immediately held their breath and looked in the direction the boss was looking. Their hearts were in their throats, and they all wanted to see who guessed it right.
I saw a heroic girl walking into the door of the inn first. She had her hair tied up with a red, green and blue headband, which was very eye-catching. She was wearing a warrior's shorts that were convenient for movement, and a bell on her waist with intricate patterns and a simple appearance. But there was no sound when she walked, as if it was broken.
The three of them couldn't help but become serious.
One person asked in surprise: "Soul-calling bell?"
Sui Niang went to the shopkeeper and asked, "Are there any rooms left?"
The shopkeeper squinted his eyes and looked Sui Niang up and down, and asked tentatively: "Young lady, are you here to participate in the entrance examination meeting of Wanyaotang? You look extraordinary at first glance."
"Uh, no, I'm here to look for someone." Sui Niang was a little embarrassed. Thinking of Wang Yu's old trick of kicking people out of the hall, she changed the subject guiltily: "My companions and I arrived suddenly. We didn't expect so many people to attend the entrance examination meeting of Wanyao Hall. Many inns are full."
"Is your house full? Don't worry, money is not a problem for now!"
The shopkeeper stroked his beard and laughed, "Wanyaotang is a well-known sect in Beizhou. It recruits students every three years. Many people risk death on the road to come here, just to try and seek immortal fate. It is normal that the inn is full."
"You're lucky. I have a medium-sized room here. It's not big and can accommodate two people. Do you want it?" asked the shopkeeper.
"One room, it's okay to make do with it. Anyway, the killer can sleep with a rope."
Sui Niang grumbled as she took out some silver from her purse: "Boss, I've rented it! Wait for me to go find my companions!"
"Hey! Okay! Please take your time." The shopkeeper smiled and watched Sui Niang run out in a hurry and put the silver into the counter.
"Legend has it that there are two people following Master Yu." said the person who had always believed that Wang Yu was a scholar.
After waiting for a while, two people came into the inn.
One was the girl from before, and the other was a nun covered in flesh.
The two of them seemed to be communicating something.
Under the extremely expectant gazes of the three people, a pair of old boots stepped in from outside the door, with black clothes fluttering. The light shone in along the movements of the person who came. The person carried a bow and arrow on his back, a long sword with a black scabbard on his waist, and his high ponytail swayed behind his head. His posture was extremely upright and handsome like a bamboo.
Looking up, an exceptionally fair face appeared in front of the three of them. There was still some baby fat on the cheeks, which made him look particularly youthful.
"...Boss, is this it?" someone asked hesitantly.
"Why does it feel... ordinary?" another person continued.
The eldest in the middle also frowned: "He doesn't have the aura of a cultivator."
After a while, the middleman muttered, "Master Yu is famous, this is probably a kid who worships Master Yu."
Yu Da Xia, who was being talked about behind his back, sneezed and couldn't help rubbing the tip of his nose, which turned a little red.
Wang Yu was extremely excited.
Along the way, he asked around, suppressed bandits and quelled riots, and almost killed his way through the entire Northern State. Finally, he got some news about his brother at the Bi Bo Villa, where he had rescued him.
There were many so-called immortal sects everywhere in Beizhou. He challenged them one by one, but in the end he felt that the so-called immortal cultivators were just scams. They couldn't even withstand two moves from him, and their skills were not even half of the snake in the lake that day.
As for the current Wanyaotang, Wang Yu got the information from the people that it was a charity hall, and that its staff were doctors who could make medicine and would come down the mountain regularly to see the people.
It was completely different from the evil and crooked ways he had imagined, so he never went to take a look and passed the mountain gate several times without entering.
It was not until after the bandits near Bibo Villa were wiped out that the owner of Bibo Villa told Wang Yu a secret in order to repay his gratitude: Wanyaotang would collect children from human traffickers to be used as medicine men for drug testing, and a large number of the so-called immortal disciples roaming around Beizhou were actually played by those human traffickers.
This is because most of the true immortal sects have their own base, and do not need to send people to search for disciples with immortal affinity. They do not care. Except for those sects that are in particular need of people and the brokers of those sects, they will recruit disciples in the name of cultivating immortals in those remote and barren places in the Northern State, such as Wang Yu's small town.
Wang Yu always believed that those sects that needed people were deceptive cults that needed sacrificial slaves, until the owner of the manor told him that not only the villains needed people as consumables, but the righteous people did too.
He was struck by lightning, realized his mistake, and rushed to Wanyaotang overnight.
Wanyaotang has a good reputation in the local area and often provides free medical treatment. They grow their own herbs and also teach the herbalists who follow their sect how to grow them. In this world full of cults, this is a rare clean stream. Wang Yuben has a very good impression of him.
There was a dim light in the room, and Master Chengxin was chanting Buddhist scriptures by the bed with her beads in her hand. The sutras she was reciting had a unique Zen feel.
Sui Niang frowned, holding the brush, and faced the crooked words on the notebook with full alert. She held her breath, and with the ink brush, she drew a wild flower she saw on the road in one go.
The moonlight poured in from the window and fell on the boy's ordinary face. A hemp rope was shaking slightly. Wang Yu turned over and fell asleep, resting his head on his hands, looking comfortable.
Sui Niang silently withdrew her gaze and added a note to the book: "No trouble comes to you today, but you will find trouble tomorrow. I hope Wanyaotang will be consistent in appearance and reality."
Otherwise, we will see rivers of blood tomorrow.
Sui Niang put the notebook away. This was the agreement she made with the eldest lady of Bi Bo Villa. They agreed that she would write down what she saw and heard along the way in this notebook, and then give it to her when she passed by Bi Bo Villa again in the future, so that she could also experience and recognize a different world and feel different scenery.
"Hu——" Sui Niang blew out the light.
He climbed onto the bed and slept next to Master Chengxin. The sound of the master's chanting became softer.
The next day.
There were huge crowds of people in front of the gate of Wanyaotang, and heads were everywhere. It was crowded and chaotic. Before Wang Yu could react to what was happening, he was squeezed and lost contact with his companions.
The young swordsman was carried away by the crowd in a daze. He wanted to shout loudly, but the words were drowned out by all the noise. There were people praying to whom for a chance to meet an immortal, people reciting prescriptions loudly to get some advice, and there were also some sharp and piercing curses. It seemed that because it was too crowded, people were quarreling from the corners of their legs to each other.
Fortunately, he found that the group of people he was in was crowding into Wanyaotang, so Wang Yu just went with the flow.
The crowd squeezed into the door. A herbalist with a bun on top of a "tall building" made of two platforms first struck the gong and drum three times, then shouted loudly: "Quiet! Quiet! Get out if you don't quiet! Stop cultivating immortality!"
When it came to the fate of the immortals, everyone present immediately quieted down at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The medicine boy knocked on the gong and drum: "Line up in two teams and participate in the examination. The one on the left is Senior Brother Zheng, and the one on the right is Senior Brother Lin. Go into different doors according to the results of their diagnosis."
Wang Yu suddenly realized that he had accidentally run into someone else's sect's disciple recruitment ceremony to test his qualifications.
Everyone lined up in two teams in an orderly manner. Wang Yu found the medicine boy who was talking and said, "I'm here to find the master."
The medicine boy who was stopped in the middle of work was full of impatience: "Everyone here is here to see the master! Go and line up!"
Wang Yu tried hard to fight back: "My name is Wang Yu, and I am ..."
The medicine boy slammed the table and said angrily, "Who cares who your relative is? Even if you are a royal relative, you have to line up!"
“No, I’m not…” Wang Yu tried to explain.
"If you don't leave now, get out!" The medicine boy said angrily, "Wanyaotang won't keep you!"
Wang Yu opened his lips a few times, turned his head to look at the group of people who were full of expectations, then looked down at the medicine boy who was helping his two senior brothers.
After all, he is a lawful person, and Wanyaotang is not a den of robbers.
If my brother were here, he might be able to live a good life, Wang Yu thought.
He went back and lined up obediently, walking with Sui Niang and Shi Tai. Sui Niang was eloquent and Shi Tai was sincere when she spoke, and Wang Yu's clumsy mouth was often unnecessary, and his language ability slightly deteriorated for a while.
Wang Yu reflected on himself secretly.
He stood back in the line. Others looked at him with rejection, obviously thinking that he was the kind of person who wanted to take the back door. Wang Yu couldn't help but become withdrawn and followed the line silently without saying a word.
Senior Brother Zheng can make judgments very quickly. He often uses a complete examination of the patient's pulse and can tell the result without even taking the patient's pulse.
Most of the people entered the main gate dejectedly, while a small number entered the small gate happily. Those who came after them knew where the talented people were going.
There was trouble ahead again. A large man failed to detect the immortal fate, so he entered the small door and clamored to test it again. When he still failed, the large man demanded to be replaced. He did not notice that Senior Brother Zheng's expression had turned cold.
The big man's shouting voice was choked in an instant, his face turned blue and purple, he covered his throat and couldn't utter anything, his whole body quickly hunched over, and in a short moment, his long black hair turned white.
When the crowd saw the book, they immediately quieted down. The whole place was silent, and no one dared to speak. Senior Brother Zheng flicked his sleeves and said, "Bai Tan, throw this thing out."
The thin boy responded with an extremely grim look on his face. He hit the big man's knee with one hand. The big man was sweating profusely and rolling on the ground holding his legs and feet. It was obvious that his strength was extraordinary. Bai Tan, a boy who could not be judged by appearance, dragged the big man out of the courtyard.
Every meter they were dragged, the faces of some people in the queue turned paler. When it was finally dragged away, no one in the courtyard dared to disrespect anymore.
Senior Brother Zheng and Senior Brother Lin's brows were visibly relaxed, and even their ecstasy had calmed down.
Senior Brother Zheng was skilled in his job and had taken away most of the candidates, handling the matter with ease. He took a sip of tea and glanced at the young man sitting in front of him.
An ordinary look.
A closer look at his appearance and quality shows that he is of average quality at best, and he has no qualifications.
"To the gate."
Senior Brother Zheng said calmly.
But the young man in front of him didn't leave yet. He said, "I'm not..."
Senior Brother Zheng was a little annoyed. Here comes another one. Wasn’t the previous one enough to make an example of him?
The eyes of the people behind him also became strange. This guy is so brave! Doesn't he consider the situation?
He condescended to take another look, and found him to be still an ordinary person. However, the sword on his waist and the bow on his back obviously gave the young man a lot of confidence.
The young man spoke each word with emphasis: "As a disciple."
The medicine boy immediately recognized that this was the man who had just come to him to get in through the back door. He couldn't help but stand up and said, "You are here to cause trouble!"
The medicine boy was impatient and punched the person with just the right amount of force to put the person into a wonderful dream.
"Bang--"
The enormous force created a wave of air that broke through the air and blew up the boy's ponytail.
The medicine boy's eyes widened and his fist collided with the scabbard.
He actually blocked it!
The young man ignored the medicine boy and continued speaking: "I, will..."
The medicine boy gritted his teeth, straightened his legs, tensed his waist, and threw down his fists like a torrential rain.
Accompanied by the sounds of blocking one after another, the two men fought quickly in a small space.
Everyone was stunned.
"Ah—" The medicine boy could not hold on and took three steps back to steady himself. He stared in shock at the swordsman who had not moved from beginning to end. His fists hung down and his muscles were trembling.
Who on earth is he? The swordsman's movements were careless but extremely crisp and clear, without any unnecessary movements! So elegant!
The medicine boy looked at Wang Yu, which was like seeing a silent mountain, which made people feel terrified.
"Bai Tan! Get out of the way!" Senior Brother Zheng shouted and scattered the medicine powder.
Wang Yu's expression froze. The boy, who had fallen into a trap once, held his breath instantly and swung the scabbard away quickly. Before the powder could touch the corner of the boy's clothes, it was forcibly turned around and hit its owner's face.
Brother Zheng Lin and his two senior brothers grimaced in pain while quickly searching for the antidote in their sleeves.
Wang Yu hadn't finished speaking yet. He continued to work hard after being interrupted: "Look for..."
Senior Brother Zheng immediately understood what was going on.
Well, the powder didn't work, he couldn't fight like Bai Tan, he was a weakling, and Bai Tan's ability was no joke, he was very strong, but he still lost, the person in front of him must be a master! He was just mediocre but disguised!
Fortunately, although the master on the opposite side was arrogant, he did not intend to hurt anyone. The sword was still in the sheath and was not pulled out. He was able to bend and stretch, and was not ashamed to survive.
He said respectfully, "Let me take your pulse."
The people in the team whispered, "Who the hell is he? How can he be so powerful?"
They could only see that the young swordsman defeated the terrifying medicine boy in an instant, and made Senior Brother Zheng's face change drastically. It was obviously not an easy task.
The young man who had just repelled the medicine boy had an extremely cold and calm expression on his face. He was about to say something, but no one could hear clearly. However, they could feel that the tone of his voice was extremely oppressive and imposing.
They couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so terrifying."
Many people were thankful in their hearts that they had been threatened in advance by the people from Wanyaotang, so they did not dare to have any opinion on him who tried to cut in line, for fear of getting into a quarrel and being thrown out. Fortunately, the people from Wanyaotang were all very nice people!
"...Master." Wang Yu continued with difficulty. Can he hear me? And he just wanted to find the master!
"Okay." Senior Brother Zheng took the pulse of the master and felt a little excited. It was the first time for him to feel the pulse of such a strong man! Putting aside the facts! Profit!
Obviously he didn't pay any attention to what Wang Yu was saying.
Wang Yu couldn't understand this senior brother. On the surface he looked scared to death, but now a gleam of light flashed on his face. He directly grabbed his hand and touched it, which was really scary.
Did he hear what he was saying?
Today, Wang Yu also misses Sui Niang and Shi Tai.
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