Chapter 8 Found Someone
"The great general He Zhi is dead. I heard that he was beaten into powder by Dong Zhongda's "Demon Art of Devouring the Sky". Now the powerful minister Zhang Zaichun has imprisoned himself at home and will not go out. The eunuch Feng Zhong has surrendered to Grand Tutor Dong. What do you think, my disciple?" Zhang Qingxu said to Gu Qingyuan.

"What can I do? I'll just watch it for fun." Gu Qingyuan said indifferently, "By the way, is the Flying Wolf God General powerful?"

"If you remove the word 'ma', how powerful do you think the best in the world is? This man has been killing since he was young. Two years ago, he fought against three masters alone, two died and one escaped. I heard that he obtained two magical weapons, a Sirius Bow and an Overlord Halberd, which made him even more powerful." Zhang Qingxu sighed.

"I don't feel the magic weapon is that powerful." Gu Qingyuan took out his own knife. He had never used it since he got it. As soon as he got it in his hand, his true energy would flow back. Gu Qingyuan didn't want it, so he could only let it gather dust.

"That's you. Other weapon masters are in telepathic communication with their magic weapons, and their combat power is at least doubled. By the way, does your sword have a name?" Zhang Qingxu suddenly thought of a question?
"I don't know, how about you give me one?" Gu Qingyuan looked confused.

Zhang Qingxu thought about his naming ability and decided to skip this topic.

"Look, the Daliang Mountains are just ahead." Zhang Qingxu changed the subject.

A horse will die if it runs too fast to reach the mountain. Fortunately, the two of them have better endurance than the horse.

Looking at the small thatched cottage in front of him, Gu Qingyuan accepted it well. All the hermits loved this style. It seemed that living in the wilderness would lower their status. It would be better to find a poor and remote place with bad water and live in a cave to maintain their status.

Zhang Qingxu kicked the door open and saw an old man making tea and a young man in a white robe kneeling beside him.

"Old man Tong Hai, you are not dead yet!" Zhang Qingxu greeted him in a friendly manner.

"How can I die if you don't die? I won't die even if you die. I will pee on your grave when the time comes." Tong Hai was also very friendly.

When the two of them sat down, Tong Hai pointed at the young man in white robes next to him and said proudly: "My apprentice, Zhao Dingshan, is a 25-year-old master."

Zhang Qingxu was not afraid to talk about this. He pointed at Gu Qingyuan and said, "My apprentice, Gu Qingyuan, is twenty..." He got stuck in the middle of the conversation and turned to ask Gu Qingyuan, "How old are you, my apprentice?"

Gu Qingyuan was a little unsure: "About, twenty-one?"

Zhang Qingxu raised his head: "Twenty-one-year-old master."

Without mentioning Tong Hai who was depressed and unbelieving, Gu Qingyuan was staring at the young man in white robe, his mind full of Teacher Guo's words.

White helmet, white armor, white flag, and a white dragon horse...

Looking at Gu Qingyuan's burning gaze, Zhao Dingshan smiled shyly.

Two old men were exchanging information nearby. Tong Hai patted Zhao Dingshan and said, "What's the point of drinking tea with two old men like us? You two youngsters can go and have fun by yourselves."

Then he kicked the two out.

Gu Qingyuan felt as excited as if he was attending a celebrity meet-and-greet. Even though the celebrities were pirated, it was still fun.

Zhao Dingshan was a bit honest, "Brother Gu is very talented, Dingshan admires him, how about we have a competition?"

"Okay, okay." Gu Qingyuan found that he kind of liked fighting after the fight last night.

Zhao Dingshan took out a spear and smiled shyly: "Divine weapon, Dragon Gallbladder Spear, Brother Gu, why don't you show me your weapon?"

Gu Qingyuan waved his hands and said, "I'll use this." Then he showed his fist.

Zhao Dingshan swung his gun and said, "Alright, this match is just about skills."

Gu Qingyuan mobilized his true energy, and strands of green covered his fists, forming a set of arm armor for protection only. He had just learned this skill last night.

Zhao Dingshan thrust his spear out and hit the arm armor. Gu Qingyuan followed the force and punched the spear.

As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger, an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous. When using fists against a gun, you can only attack quickly and close the distance.

After three punches, the gun was broken. Gu Qingyuan took a deep breath, took a bow step forward, and hit his chest with his elbow. The force was like a broken bow and as loud as spring thunder.

Faced with this dangerous attack, Zhao Dingshan remained calm. He used the butt of the gun in his right hand to defend himself, slapped Gu Qingyuan's arm with his left hand, and stepped back at the same time.

Gu Qingyuan couldn't let him push back, so he wrapped his left hand around his arm. If Gu Qingyuan got hold of him, Zhao Dingshan would definitely be hit by several elbows.

Unfortunately, Zhao Dingshan reacted quickly, using his clever strength to break Gu Qingyuan's wrist, and swept his gun across.

The two fought back and forth for more than a dozen rounds, unable to advance or retreat, and finally Zhao Dingshan came up with a counterattack and ended the battle.

"Brother Gu, you have great kung fu." Zhao Dingshan said calmly.

"No, no, Brother Zhao just let me." Gu Qingyuan waved his hand. At this moment, Qingxu and Tong Hai came out.

"Well, Qingyuan, I have figured out the matter of the magic weapon." Zhang Qingxu said.

The explanation is actually simple. According to Gu Qingyuan's understanding, the magic weapons represent luck, and the masters of the weapons are born to kill in troubled times. The magic weapons will attract each other and form factions. The fighting between the masters of the weapons is like raising a Gu, and eventually the emperor of the world will be decided.

Then Gu Qingyuan and Zhao Dingshan were kicked out of the house, under the pretext of training, but Gu Qingyuan felt that the two old men wanted to keep the two unlucky stars away to avoid getting them covered in blood.

"These two old guys didn't even give us money for the journey." Gu Qingyuan muttered as he walked, with Zhao Dingshan following him silently.

"Brother Zhao, why are you following me?" Gu Qingyuan wondered.

Zhao Dingshan said, "I've rarely traveled far, and I'm not good at dealing with people. Why don't you let me follow you first?"

Gu Qingyuan understood it as soon as he heard it. It means someone who is directionally challenged and has mild social anxiety, right? The problem is that I don’t know the way, and I’m not good at dealing with people. I also learned your half-literate communication methods on the spot.

Gu Qingyuan scratched his head for a while, and then a light bulb went off in his head: "I remember now. I was wondering why I seemed to have forgotten something. I even picked up someone and asked him to throw him in the inn. Don't let him starve to death!"

Zhao Dingshan: “?”

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"So, because your benefactor forgot, you left me in the inn?" The person who was picked up has woken up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Gu Qingyuan said.

The man sighed and said, "Well, if I die this time, the debt I owe will be paid. My name is Huang Xu, a failed scholar. Thank you for not abandoning me, my lord." After saying that, he bowed his head.

Gu Qingyuan wondered when he would awaken the skill of bowing down with a trembling tiger body, and hurriedly stopped him: "No, no, no, I can't be the lord. If you want, you can call me Old Gu, Brother Gu, or Little Gu, but just don't call me lord."

In this world where loyalty and righteousness are unparalleled and one would rather die than lose one's integrity, I'm afraid that Huang Xu will share life and death with me. The title of lord is too heavy and Gu Qingyuan dare not respond lightly.

Huang Xu had probably never seen anything like this before, and after a long while he managed to say, "My benefactor."

It’s right to call him benefactor for saving his life. Gu Qingyuan nodded with satisfaction.

"I wonder what your plan is?" Huang Xu was eager to try.

"That's great. Old Huang, you have a smart brain. Can you give me some advice?" Gu Qingyuan was happy that he finally had an external brain.

"Why don't you tell me what you want to do, benefactor?" Huang Xu asked.

"Making money, making money comes first." Gu Qingyuan has no shortage of skills now, and the next step is to deduce the realm above the Grandmaster. He plans to buy a piece of land first, practice alchemy, and treat people's illnesses by the way. After collecting enough meridian and true qi samples, he will start to transform the true qi and deduce the skills.

"Well, to accomplish great things, money and food are of paramount importance. I wonder where you plan to start?" Huang Xu asked.

Gu Qingyuan shook his head. Finally, he extracted the information he wanted from some time-travel novels he had read: "I have some ideas for drying sea salt, lime, papermaking, and printing, but they are not complete. I can only provide a general idea. I will write it down later, and you can see if it is useful."

Huang Xu's pupils shrank when he heard this. Salt and iron are the foundation of the country, plus paper and lime, which is similar to the name, this is a huge profit. But without military support, it is like duckweed in the water, and it is a crime to possess a treasure.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Huang Xu said, "I wonder how strong the lord is?"

"In terms of strength, he should be okay. He had a fight with someone before, but I didn't win. I guess that person was Lu Xianzhi. Oh, yes, and the guy behind you should be on par with Lu Xianzhi." Gu Qingyuan pointed at Zhao Dingshan.

"Brother Gu, you are too kind. I have never fought against the Flying Wolf General, so I should be slightly inferior to him." Zhao Dingshan said this, not knowing whether he was being modest or not.

Two top-level masters? Huang Xu looked strange. With this configuration and himself, if there were enough people, it would be more than enough to manage a state. This benefactor... forget it, let's take it one step at a time.

Huang Xu was confident that his strategy was as good as anyone else in the world, and that he could divide the territory even by assisting mediocre people. It was just that he met Gu Qingyuan, a guy who had no ambition and just wanted to get by.

"Then let's set off for Qingzhou!" Huang Xu clapped his hands.

"What are you going to Qingzhou for?" Gu Qingyuan asked puzzledly.

"Qingzhou suffered from a severe drought the year before last and a locust plague this year. The relief funds from the imperial court have been delayed, resulting in widespread famine and the people's livelihood is in misery. There are enough manpower available there." Besides, there are many bandits there. After rounding them up and giving them a little training, they can become usable combat soldiers. This place can be used as the foundation of my hegemony, Huang Xu thought silently.

"Yes, there is enough cheap labor." Gu Qingyuan nodded in agreement, "Then let's go."

(End of this chapter)