Chapter 37 Rumors
Li Daoxuan naturally did not believe in the Longling Mausoleum, and he was even more disdainful of the Taiping Army breaking into the Xiaoling Mausoleum and stealing countless treasures.

Apart from anything else, if the protection level and anti-theft measures of the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum were even slightly weak, if there was really something in the Xiaoling Mausoleum, it would have been stolen over the past hundred years.

Even without waiting for others to take action, Chongzhen could dig up the graves of his own ancestors for money. As for the crimes of disloyalty, unfilial piety and injustice, at most he could just find a scapegoat, not to mention the Qing Dynasty's entry into the country.

After these few rounds, it is still the Taiping Army's turn to take action, so I am afraid that it has been empty. These rumors can only deceive brainless and superstitious people, but unfortunately there are many people in this world who believe in this stuff.

You know, since the Ming Dynasty, since the establishment of the Xiaoling Guard, no matter who became the overlord of the country, in order to win over the Han people, they would protect the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum.

Li Daoxuan wanted to see what this Dragon Order looked like, so he asked Lin Yuanzhi, "Can you show me this Dragon Order?"

"This..." Lin Zhiyuan hesitated, groping his waist and unable to make up his mind.

"Tsk." Seeing him like this, Li Daoxuan naturally understood what this man was thinking. He was simply afraid that he would take the money and not return it. In that case, he would not only lose the money but also make enemies, and he would be a disgrace to others.

Li Daoxuan touched his pocket and found two gold ingots. These were gifts from the New Year, with the word "Fu" engraved on them. Each ingot weighed about five taels, and was extremely valuable no matter what era it was.

He took out one and threw it to Lin Zhiyuan, saying to him calmly, "I'll buy that Xinglong Order."

Lin Zhiyuan hurriedly caught the gold ingot, his eyes shining. He put it in his mouth and bit it, then happily took out a token from his waist and threw it to Li Daoxuan.

"Senior, you are so generous. I will give this thing to you. If you need my help in the future, you can come to Hangzhou and call my name. There is nothing in Suzhou and Hangzhou that I, Lin, don't know." Lin Zhiyuan smiled heartily, and even his shifty eyes opened a lot. He clasped his fists to say goodbye to Li Daoxuan, then jumped towards the corner.

"The mountains remain green, the water flows forever, we will meet again if we are destined to."

After saying this, the man left, leaving Li Daoxuan and Wang Huan staring at each other.

Wang Huan's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Even in this cold winter, he felt hot all over. He pulled his collar subconsciously, looked at the token in Li Daoxuan's hand and opened his mouth: "Senior..."

"Why, do you want to go back?" Li Daoxuan held the token and looked at Wang Huan with a smile. The token was cold in his hand, and it should be made of bronze. There were a few big characters "Xinglong Ling" written on it, just like the toys made in Yiwu in later generations.

If it wasn't for the pulp on it, he would have thought it was a toy made by some liar. He looked at it for a few times, but didn't find anything special. He was about to take it back to study it again when he heard Wang Huan's voice.

Just by looking up, Wang Huan was frightened and took a few steps back. He secretly groaned in his heart and hated Lin Yuanzhi even more. As the saying goes, cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents, and Wang Huan was no exception.

Although the rumor about the Dragon Order sounded good, he knew that he was not that lucky. He wanted to sell it for some money, but who knew it was stolen halfway.

The more I thought about it, the more upset I felt. The gold that the senior had given me just now should have been mine. Now I had lost both the money and the things. I had come to this world with nothing. I had no face to go home even for the New Year.

Thinking of this, Wang Huan could only smile bitterly and bow to Li Daoxuan: "Since you have paid for it, I have nothing to say. I hope you will understand. I will leave now."

"You are a very honest person. Where are you from?" Li Daoxuan had some good feelings towards Wang Huan. After all, this man was more polite than Lin Zhiyuan.

Wang Huan heard this and told his background: "I am from Foshan and was once a lay disciple of Shaolin."

"No wonder your punches and kicks have some of the flavor of Luohan Fist, you are a Shaolin disciple." Li Daoxuan nodded. "I'm ashamed, I'm just an outer disciple. I'm not good at martial arts, so I can only go down the mountain to make a living." Wang Huan sighed, feeling a little regretful about his experience. After all, if he could really enter Shaolin, his life would probably be better than down the mountain.

"Your feet are firm and your steps are steady and powerful. Your gestures are vigorous and powerful. This must be external hard qigong."

"Senior, I learned the Hong family's iron wire fist." Wang Huan said again, which was a thorough explanation of his origin. If he got into trouble in the future, it would be easy to find him. After all, these days, the various sects are very cautious in accepting disciples, and they select people with good character and talent. Not everyone can join them.

Li Daoxuan seemed to have thought of something after hearing this. He stared at Wang Huan and asked curiously, "Is there a master named Huang Feihong in Foshan?"

"Master Huang Feihong? I know him." Wang Huan immediately became excited when he heard the name. After all, in Foshan, this name is really well-known. He is also a student of the Hong family iron wire boxing, so he is familiar with Huang Feihong.

Li Daoxuan became interested. After all, it was very interesting for him to hear about a person who was well-known in later generations. So he asked about Master Huang's experience, and Wang Huan told him one by one.

"Master Huang married a long time ago, but she died of illness not long after."

"Senior, I have never heard of the Thirteenth Aunt."

……

After a conversation, Li Daoxuan was somewhat disillusioned with his idol. It turned out that Master Huang was just a famous martial artist. He had never destroyed a gang single-handedly, nor had he fought against hundreds of people alone. The most famous thing about Master Huang was that he practiced medicine and saved people. This chivalrous reputation gradually spread.

As for the Thirteenth Aunt he remembered so well, she didn't exist at all. There was no trace of Baozhitang Medical Clinic or anything like that. She usually worked as a "watchman" in a venue near Guangzhou and Foshan.

"Master Huang is about 30 years old. If you want to meet Master Huang, I can recommend one or two." Wang Huan said respectfully.

"Well, I'm just a little curious. If there's nothing else, I won't bother Master Huang." Li Daoxuan sighed, no longer wanting to meet a celebrity. He looked at Wang Huan, who was timid and submissive, and threw another gold ingot to him. "Take it back, you look like you need money urgently."

"This..." Wang Huan hurriedly took the gold ingot and held it in his hand, not knowing what to do. He looked at Li Daoxuan blankly, then lowered his head to look at the thing in his hand. "Senior, this..."

"Don't be so fussy. I see you've been chasing Lin Yuanzhi all the way because you must be in a hurry to get the Xinglong Order back. If you weren't in a hurry to use the money, would you be chasing people around during the New Year? You must have worn these clothes for many years, right? They are patched up and can't stand the cold winter. Wear more clothes when you go back and take good care of your family." Li Daoxuan pointed at Wang Huan's patched shirt, which had holes in many places. If you weren't penniless, who wouldn't want to wear something warmer? No matter how much a man of the world is involved, he should eventually settle down.

Wang Huan heard the voice and the big man lowered his head. He held the gold ingot tightly and then knelt on the ground with a plop. He kowtowed three times to Li Daoxuan and said with a choked voice: "I will never forget your kindness. If you need me that day, bring this thing and call me. No matter what happens, I will not refuse to die!"

After he finished speaking, he kowtowed several more times. He stood up and bowed to Li Daoxuan: "Before I leave, I have something else I want to tell you, Senior Yu. There have been rumors in the past few days that Longling is near Lijia Village. The world is in turmoil, so please take care of yourself, Senior."

Wang Huan finished speaking and turned away, leaving Li Daoxuan with an iron ring, which was what he used to practice martial arts. There was a word engraved on it, indicating the weight of the iron ring.

Li Daoxuan held the heavy iron ring and recalled what Wang Huan had just said.

"Longling is near Lijia Village? That's a strange rumor."

(End of this chapter)