From a humble farmer to a great martial arts master

57, Hero

As evening fell, the oxcart carrying seven corpses finally arrived at the county town gate. Ren Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief, longing for a large truck.

If you don't have a large van, a minivan will do!

It is common knowledge that killing someone is not difficult, but disposing of a corpse is.

To transport these bodies back, we had to go straight!

Lu Qingyi was also somewhat tired, her face was flushed, and her hair was matted on her smooth, fair forehead.

People were coming and going at the city gate. When they saw the hearse, they quickly moved away, and the guards on duty rushed over to investigate.

Ren Qingshan showed his waist tag and explained the reason.

As a result, the government's machinery throughout the county began to operate smoothly.

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First came a captain from the garrison. Upon learning that the deceased was a fierce bandit with silver blood, he marveled at the sight and chatted merrily with Ren Qingshan.

This person is named Niu Ben, a centurion of the eighth rank, with silver-blood strength.

The two were chatting.

A martial artist dressed in the uniform of the Demon Suppression Bureau entered the city and was attracted by this place. He came over to watch the excitement and joined in the conversation.

His name is Liu Yunfei, a demon hunter of the Demon Suppression Division, and he is also a Silver Blood Realm cultivator.

Having previously heard of the notorious bandit "One-Line Knife," he also spoke highly of Ren Qingshan.

Ren Qingshan had heard his name before, but had never met him, and that's when he made the connection.

During the conversation, seeing that he was cheerful and enthusiastic and had a decent demeanor, Ren Qingshan had a sudden thought and casually mentioned to him that he had an old friend named Hu Xiaofeng. The Demon Suppression Division had only paid half of the reward money for killing demons. Could the rest be settled as soon as possible?

I heard Hu Xiaofeng mention this matter a few days ago when I met him.

This was such a trivial matter that Liu Yunfei readily agreed.

Not long after.

A whole host of strange martial artists, demon hunters, gangsters, martial arts school disciples, and so on emerged from the city... none of them dared to approach, and stood at a distance to watch.

Such a thing is truly rare in Huaiyin County!

Seven ruthless bandits!

The leader was a silver-blooded being; he was killed!

Where did this Ren Qingshan come from? I've never heard of him before.

Finally, the two constables, accompanied by a group of yamen runners, arrived late.

One of them was none other than Guan Shanyue.

The other person was Pang Ziyan, the one among the three martial arts scholars of the Pang family who worked as a constable in the yamen.

After handing over all the bodies, completing the paperwork at the yamen, and even having a meal there, Ren Qingshan and Lu Qingyi finally left.

Before leaving, he asked Guan Shanyue one more question: what was the bounty for "One-Line Knife"?

Two hundred taels.

Not bad.

It's comparable to a wild boar spirit that has come to life.

Ren Qingshan now understood why martial artists of any status or position didn't go out to capture demons.

Demons are worthless and dangerous.

Who would risk their life unless absolutely necessary?

A simple congratulatory gift can easily cost five hundred taels of silver.

The battle to kill the bandits was a real highlight for him, and he gradually became famous in the county, becoming a well-known figure.

I just wonder what nickname the busybody will give himself.

After all, this thing wasn't named by himself; it was passed down by word of mouth. Some clever person came up with a brilliant idea, which was unanimously recognized and gradually became fixed. In the end, even the person who came up with it had to admit it.

"What do you think of me being nicknamed 'Bloody Hand Butcher'?"

Ren Qingshan said with a smile.

Lu Qingyi was shocked by these four words. After a few seconds of hesitation, she sighed and said, "It doesn't have to be so bloody."

Sometimes, I really don't know what kind of strange and wonderful things he's thinking.

"What about the Jade-Faced Asura?"

Ren Qingshan was seized by a sudden urge to play.

As everyone knows, there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names.

Lu Qingyi laughed out loud, and was about to say something when she suddenly thought of something and said quietly, "This time, I'm afraid I don't know how they'll talk about us... Some people will definitely say that you acted rashly for the sake of a woman, and some people might even say some nasty things."

Ren Qingshan was slightly taken aback, then chuckled.

Rumors?

"You can go to all the teahouses and send people to spread the word that, 'If you have never met Ren Qingshan, all the heroes you have met are in vain.'"

Yes, this line rhymes.

I'm sorry, Brother Jinnan.

Lu Qingyi actually liked this sentence. It was catchy, upright, and domineering, especially the word "hero," which perfectly matched her definition of Ren Qingshan.

At first, he offered assistance during the crisis, transporting silver alone.

Later, he devised a clever plan to defuse the Lu family's power and lured the bandits away.

When buying land, he felt pity for the weak and only bought dry land.

In today's battle, he displayed exceptional martial arts skills and annihilated all the enemies.

A true hero!

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The next day.

As soon as Ren Qingshan got up in the morning, he heard a series of messy footsteps outside.

Ren Yaohui stood at the door, while a number of people stood in the alley.

What are you doing?

"Wait a moment, wait a moment, my uncle is out, I'll go ask him."

Ren Yaohui glanced back and instructed the person at the front. He then strode quickly toward Ren Qingshan, his face flushed, his eyes bright, and his voice filled with suppressed joy: "Sixth Uncle! There are many visiting cards and congratulatory gifts from martial arts schools, gangs, and chambers of commerce outside the door. I dare not make decisions on my own."

"Take them all."

Ren Qingshan had already anticipated this, and said it casually.

This is the status of a martial artist!

Previously, when he worked at the Martial Virtue Academy, his reputation was only known within a small circle, and those of lower status could not even get in touch with that circle.

The commotion I caused yesterday has actually made many lower-level forces aware of me.

"Thank you all for coming. I've accepted all the invitations. When you return, tell them that I, Ren Qingshan, will be hosting a banquet for you all on a chosen day!"

He stepped out with an air of nonchalance, bowing to the green hills, and laughed heartily.

Amid cheers and commotion, the twenty or so people gradually dispersed. Ren Yaohui closed the door, looked at the twenty-odd visiting cards and gifts, and was deeply moved.

Sixth Uncle!

After this battle, Uncle Liu's name became famous throughout the county!

"What are you standing there for? Tear it down! See how much silver was given in total, and which forces were involved."

With a pleasant feeling, Ren Qingshan unpacked the gift box, just like unpacking a package after a shopping festival.

"Sixth Uncle, the Flying Dragon Gang has delivered a full thousand taels!"

This amount stands out among all the congratulatory gifts, demonstrating immense wealth and generosity.

Ren Qingshan nodded.

The leader of the Flying Dragon Gang is the most cunning; he even recognized the Chief Constable as his godfather.

This move is not surprising.

"Sixth Uncle, take a look at this... it's an invitation from Jin Yulou."

Upon seeing yet another visiting card, Ren Qingshan was momentarily taken aback.

The most prestigious brothel in this county town actually sent me a purple jade plaque, signifying my VIP status.

"They know how to do business. Let's accept it for now."

Looking at the visiting cards and gifts, only two words came to Ren Qingshan's mind.

—A blood price!

Violence is power.

All these gifts in the courtyard are nothing more than a ticket to enter the circle of friends of a martial arts master.

……

The uncle and nephew had almost finished taking stock.

Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door: "Lord Ren... it's me, Hu Xiaofeng!"

Ren Yaohui quickly moved the items in the yard into the room and went to open the door.

After Hu Xiaofeng entered the room, his eyes were red, and he immediately bowed deeply.

Despite his advanced age, he was unusually moved.

"Lord Ren, I, Old Hu, thank you so much!"

"The Demon Suppression Division came to see me early this morning, actually coming in person to settle the debt I owed last time!"

"I asked the servant and found out it was you who spoke!"

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