LRAB Chapter 13 The Path of the Martial World
Chapter 13 The Path of the Martial World
At this moment, thirty corpses lay on the ground, and the surroundings were deathly silent, with only a few horses occasionally neighing, which seemed quite eerie.
Gu Qianbei felt exhausted. It was a pity he didn't have any wine in hand, otherwise he would have had a good drink to relieve his fatigue.
But when he turned to look at the hellish scene, he felt a little uncomfortable, but he quickly suppressed it.
He seems to have a real talent for killing.
Cheng the Blind walked up to Sun Lang, pulled out his cane knife, shook off the blood, and then put it back in its sheath.
"Thank you so much, young man."
"I'm blind," Cheng said in a low voice.
"Those who fight side by side are friends, and since we are friends, there is no need for apologies. Let's get to know each other again. I am Gu Qianbei, a winemaker."
Gu Qianbei cupped his hands and smiled.
Upon hearing this, the blind man laughed heartily and then revealed his identity.
"Cheng Yi, a wandering swordsman. Everyone calls me Blind Cheng. I never imagined you were a winemaker. That fine wine just now must have been your creation, right?"
"That's right. We've been through thick and thin together. When we get to Qixia Town, I'll treat you to a drink."
"Haha, I've really gotten a great deal."
"We shouldn't stay here any longer. Once I've finished looting the spoils, we'll leave together."
After Gu Qianbei finished speaking, he began to search the bandits' belongings to see if there was anything good.
Cheng the Blind was taken aback when he heard this, clearly not expecting that Gu Qianbei was thinking of robbing the mountain bandits at this moment.
"I didn't expect you to be so familiar with this process. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a bandit."
"This is an example of using their own methods against them. If these things remain on them, they will simply be recycled by the bandits of Black Wind Stronghold."
I can't let this battle go to waste.
While Gu Qianbei was speaking, he had already searched the bandits' bodies and looted them clean.
"That's 136 taels in total. I didn't expect these bandits to be so rich. We'll split it in half. Oh, and there are still two horses left. We'll each take one."
Gu Qianbei was like a bandit dividing the spoils, and even Cheng Guangshan was speechless for a moment.
"Okay, we'll split the money. But I don't want the horse; I have one myself, so I'll give it to you as payment for the drinks later."
"That's great."
After dividing the loot, the two prepared to return to Qixia Town.
Gu Qianbei looked at the dark horse in front of him with great curiosity.
This was his first time riding a horse.
I mounted the horse, but my body swayed a little and I almost lost my balance.
Upon hearing this, the blind man asked in surprise, "You can't ride a horse?"
"No. But this thing shouldn't be too difficult, right?"
Gu Qianbei said rather awkwardly.
"For someone who practices martial arts, it's certainly not difficult. Your horse is just an ordinary, inferior horse; it's very easy to tame."
As he spoke, Cheng the Blind Man also mounted his horse, while simultaneously instructing Gu Qianbei on the secrets of horseback riding.
Gu Qianbei was intelligent and grasped the key points in a short time.
So the two men and three horses headed towards Qixia Town, leaving behind only corpses scattered all over the ground.
By the time the bandits from Black Wind Stronghold discovered the corpses, it was already dusk, and they had no idea what had happened.
They discovered that all their valuables had been stolen, and they assumed they had been robbed.
Meanwhile, Gu Qianbei had already returned with the blind man, laden with spoils.
night.
Gu Qianbei delivered the lotus root to Tongfu Inn and asked Li Dazui to process it into lotus root and pork rib soup, and also stir-fried a few side dishes to go with the wine.
He and Blind Cheng ate some food and drank some wine, and only after they had filled their stomachs did they feel that they had completely recovered from that battle.
"That feels so good. It's definitely most comfortable after a good meal."
Gu Qianbei slumped in her chair, unable to tell whether she was fainting from carbon monoxide poisoning or simply drunk.
"Is this Brother Gu's first murder?"
As he drank, the blind man asked with a smile.
How did you know?
Upon hearing this, Gu Qianbei immediately sat up straight and asked in surprise.
"Although you controlled it very well, I could still hear your heart racing and your fingers trembling slightly."
I must say, your reaction after your first murder was the most composed I've ever seen.
But what makes humans human is that they have emotions.
You can control it, but instincts are hard to hide.
What the naked eye cannot see, the ear can hear.
"So that's how it is. I thought I was hiding it well. But I was always planning to embark on a life of adventure, it was only a matter of time."
I think I'll get used to it.
At least next time, I won't tremble.
Gu Qianbei said with a smile, then drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.
"What's so great about the martial arts world? It's all about fighting and killing, living a life of constant danger."
If I had a tavern and skills like yours, I'd just want to be a rich old man.
The blind man's words carried a hint of weariness.
Since becoming a ghostwriter, he has been either killing people or on his way to kill people; those days are not easy.
Over the years, he has been getting new injuries before his old ones have healed, and he has become somewhat numb to them.
He likes to drink because he feels that he is still alive and has a little bit of joy when he is slightly drunk.
"You only know how bad the world of martial arts is after you've experienced it. People always romanticize the paths they haven't walked. I don't want to regret in my old age that I never got to see the scenery of the martial arts world."
Of course, most importantly, even if I don't go into the martial arts world, the martial arts world will inevitably come to me.
Since that's the case, why don't I take the initiative?
As a transmigrator with a system, he naturally couldn't spend his whole life here.
At the very least, it's impossible now.
He had to search the whole world just to find the various rare and precious items needed for the Thousand Wines Manual.
Qixia Town was merely his starting point, or rather, his anchor point in the martial world, but it would never be his entirety.
"Young people's ideas are really bizarre. I can't understand their gibberish. If you want to go, then go. Anyway, your martial arts skills aren't bad, and you'll definitely be stronger than me in the future."
Cheng the Blind was just making a few sentimental remarks after drinking too much; he couldn't be bothered to give Gu Qianbei any advice.
Gu Qianbei chuckled, about to say something, when Guo Furong burst in.
"Manager Gu! Come on! Let's have a go! We didn't really settle things properly the day before yesterday!"
Guo Furong rolled up her sleeves, looking eager to try.
"Here to cause trouble? Need my help?"
"I am blind," Cheng asked.
"No need, we're all friends."
Gu Qianbei declined softly, then looked at Guo Furong.
"Wasn't it Walter White who defeated you? What do you want from me?"
"Don't mention that guy, he's such a coward, he wouldn't even fight me. Besides, you repelled my 'Surging Wave Palm' last time, I'd like to try it again."
"Alright, go fight in the yard, so you don't break my things."
"Great! Let's go!"
Guo Furong was eager to try and ran into the yard first.
Although she's not very good at it, she really loves to compete with others.
"The Surging Wave Palm? Isn't that the unique martial art of Guo Jing, the great hero of the Six Doors?"
The blind man frowned, looking quite puzzled.
"She is the only daughter of Guo Juxia."
"What?"
The blind man was startled, and his drunkenness instantly sobered up considerably.