The second day.
Chen Xuan still didn't go into the mountains, but he went out after breakfast.
Seeing this,
Su Wanqiu also showed concern.
With her insightful mind, she could tell what he wanted to do at a glance.
"I wonder what will happen?"
The needlework in her hand paused as she whispered.
Su Yun beside her was puzzled about what her sister meant by this. She wanted to ask, but remembering how she was scolded just yesterday, she swallowed her words.
....
After Chen Xuan arrived at the village's rice shop,
he inquired with the owner,
but to his disappointment, the owner didn't know how to enter the black market either.
He only knew of the place.
Moreover,
being from the same village, the owner kindly warned him not to go there unless absolutely necessary.
The black market inside is safe,
but once you're out, it's pitch-black under the lamp, with black-eat-black incidents almost happening every day.
Every year, many people lose their lives taking risks to visit the black market.
In response,
Chen Xuan nodded on the surface to show gratitude.
But,
at this moment,
it went in one ear and out the other,
he didn't listen at all.
It wasn't that he was willing to take this risk; it was just that this was the only way he could hope to acquire a cultivation technique now.
Though he was already an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist now,
he was quite a character in Shuanggang Village!
But,
once outside the village, he wasn't much, not even carrying much weight.
Moreover,
chaos had already begun,
the world was becoming more and more chaotic; no one knew what would happen next,
so,
he had to plan ahead.
Improve his strength.
This black market,
he must go!
But,
he didn't even know where the black market was,
it was as if it ended before it even started.
"Damn it!"
Really f***** up.
Chen Xuan was in a very irritable mood right now,
walking back with his head down, and he wanted to kick every pebble he saw on the ground.
His mind was filled with cultivation techniques and only cultivation techniques.
To the point that when passing by Wang Daming's house, he didn't even notice being called.
"Xiaoxuanzi, Xiaoxuanzi!"
Wang Daming raised his voice and called a few times.
It was then,
that he finally noticed.
He quickly replied, "What's up, Uncle Wang, I didn't hear you just now."
"What happened to you, kid? Like you've lost your soul. I've called you several times and you didn't hear. I thought you were mad at me for not repaying the grain to your family!"
"No, no, not at all!"
Chen Xuan quickly waved his hand.
"Hahaha..... Just kidding! You kid!"
"Heh heh!" After being teased by Wang Daming, Chen Xuan's irritation was significantly dissipated, so he asked, "Uncle Wang, did you call me for something? Is your family out of food?"
"It's okay, just getting by. Your uncle isn't eating for free either. It's spring, and with this build of mine, though not as capable as you, I can still catch a few wild chickens and rabbits, and I've caught quite a few!"
Wang Daming is the type who won't bother others if he can rely on his own hands; he only borrowed grain from the Chen family last time because he really had no choice.
"That's good! If you run out, feel free to ask, our family still has some!"
As they spoke,
Chen Xuan arrived by the stove.
Wang Daming poured him a cup of hot water and then said, "I really have to thank you for the grain you lent me that day. Without it, it would've been hard to get by. I'll repay this kindness when I get back."
Hearing this, Chen Xuan put down the cup in his hand and asked in confusion, "Uncle Wang, does this mean you're leaving the village? Where to?"
"Sigh!"
Wang Daming sighed and explained, "I was staying well in the village, how could I bear to leave? But the lord from the government office sent a message, gathering all the blacksmiths from Yunze County to the county town to forge weapons. You know, the world is in turmoil, and probably those lords want to make preparations in advance?"
He had no choice either.
When the government office sends a message, you have to go. If you don't, they'll arrest you and throw you into jail!
"What about Xiaohai?"
"He'll come with me. You know, it's just the two of us, father and son, at our house. Wherever I go, the boy can only follow."
Though it pained him,
it was an unavoidable decision.
"Yeah, there's no other way."
Chen Xuan nodded. Uncle Wang played both father and mother; it's been hard on him.
"But it's not too bad. Though they didn't mention wages or anything, they did promise board and lodging, which isn't bad these days!"
Wang Daming grinned, his demands were modest; it was enough as long as he and his son could eat their fill.
"By the way, what happened to you earlier? You looked lost?"
After that,
Chen Xuan recounted the matter about the black market.
Unexpectedly, Wang Daming was shocked and quickly said, "What are you doing going to such a place, kid? Even if you can't buy grain, you have the skill to hunt, just eating your fill should be enough."
But,
upon hearing this, Chen Xuan was startled,
and stared straight at Wang Daming beside him.
"What's up?"
"Does Uncle Wang know about the black market? Where exactly is it?"
"No, I don't know, don't ask me!"
Wang Daming shook his head vehemently like a rattle drum, denying it.
Chen Xuan could tell from his expression that he was lying, so he continued to ask,
but no matter how he asked,
Wang Daming wouldn't say.
Moreover,
he warned him sternly not to go.
It's too dangerous for ordinary people.
Chen Xuan listened and immediately formed a thought.
It's dangerous for ordinary people, but he wasn't one. He was a martial artist.
Furthermore,
Wang Daming had watched him grow up; his character was reliable.
So he said, "Uncle Wang, I'm a martial artist now!"
"What?"
Wang Daming was astonished, but still didn't believe it, "Xiaoxuanzi, it's not good to lie. Our village hasn't had a martial artist in God knows how many years. Don't trick your uncle!"
"Sigh!"
He sighed inwardly.
In this world, even speaking the truth isn't believed.
Then he glanced at the thick iron rod beside him.
Took it into his hands,
applied a bit of strength with his arms,
and the iron rod as thick as an arm bent into the shape of a bow in Chen Xuan's hands.
Wang Daming felt like he was dreaming,
and thought there might be something wrong with the iron rod,
so he tried it himself,
but,
the bent iron rod didn't shift a bit in his hands.
This iron rod,
without six or seven hundred pounds of strength, can't be bent,
obviously,
only a martial artist could have such strength.
Only at this point did he finally believe Chen Xuan was a martial artist.
"Good, good, good."
Wang Daming said "good" three times and his expression became excited.
Muttering to himself, "Old Chen, Xiaoxuanzi has made something of himself, he's a martial artist now, your family is blessed!"
"You left too early, leaving this family on the child's shoulders."
"The elder one also went to join you a few years ago, but now it's fine; Xiaoxuanzi has become a martial artist, you don't have to worry about this family anymore."
"You can rest assured down there."
.....
Chen Xuan quietly listened to every word he said.
At the end,
Wang Daming's eyes also turned red.
It's hard to imagine such a tough guy, shedding tears now.
In memory,
it seemed like he only cried when Aunt Wang passed away during labor.
"Looks like, Uncle Wang's relationship with father was indeed unusual."
At this moment,
Wang Daming's eyes were red as well, but a smile appeared on his previously rough face, tears streaming down, yet there was a satisfied feeling.
A pair of large hands clapped hard on Chen Xuan's shoulder, "Good boy! You've made something of yourself!"
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