I have an altar of luck

Xu Changming simply surrendered, not caring at all that it would be demeaning to admit defeat to a junior. Sun Xiong's body was lying there at the moment. He was old and didn't want to end up like Sun Xiong.

If he died, what would the concubines in the family do?

"What about you?" Chen Yuan set his eyes on another strong man.

The man quickly waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Master Chen's strength is astonishing, and his might is unrivaled. It's really hard to compare with him, so let's retreat..."

As he said that, he cupped his hands at Zhao Nanshan, without looking at Xu Changming, and led a group of martial arts disciples in a hurry to leave the Sanhe boxing gym.

"This old man... this old man also bid farewell."

Xu Changming cursed secretly, but he ran fast, but he was not far behind.

"and many more……"

Chen Yuan said.

Xu Changming and another strong man froze in place, and asked with a bright smile:

"Master Chen, what else do you want?"

"I don't want any disputes to arise in the Sanhe Wuguan in the future, otherwise...it will be like this tree." Chen Yuan walked to a tree as thick as a bowl in the courtyard.

Under the clothes on his right arm, the golden lacquer instantly filled the air, and Chen Yuan charged up and punched suddenly.

"boom!"

The tree was directly blown off by a punch!

Chen Yuan turned around slowly, cast a glance at Xu Changming and the strong man, his gaze was slightly cold.

"What Mr. Chen said is that from now on, the three martial arts schools will support each other." Xu Changming forced a laugh, cupped his hands and turned to leave.

The strong man followed beside him, closely behind.

After leaving for a long distance, the strong man looked back with lingering fear, and sighed:

"Brother Sun is really unlucky to be used as a stepping stone by Chen Yuan."

"Mr. Xu, why don't you suppress that kid's arrogance, you must be able to do it with your strength?"

"I don't want my old bones to be torn apart. Even if I win, I'm not far from death. Besides, there's already a martial arts gym that has disappeared, so why bother to show off the bravery of a martial artist?"

Xu Changming recalled the scene of Sun Xiong's death and the power of that punch, and fear flashed in his eyes.

"Then do you think I can stop him?"

"That punch is at least comparable to the 20-year old man's skill. Do you think you can stop it?"

Chapter 61 Luck reappears!

Sanhe Boxing Gym.

After everyone retreated, Chen Yuan was invited by Zhao Nanshan into the backyard.

"Come, have a taste of this tea."

Zhao Nanshan made a cup of tea and put it in front of Chen Yuan.

Without being polite, Chen Yuan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and looked calm.

"how?"

"Very bitter..."

Chen Yuan answered truthfully.

Zhao Nanshan shook his head, cast a glance at Chen Yuan, and took a sip of tea by himself:

"I don't know, this tea is the best tea."

"Ah……"

With a chuckle, Chen Yuan didn't speak, he was not interested in tea.

"This time, the old man thought you wouldn't come."

"When I do things, I'm quite trustworthy."

"However, Senior Zhao, if Mr. Chen hadn't come, would you have prepared to do it yourself?" Chen Yuan could see clearly that at that time, Zhao Nanshan would definitely show his hands.

"I don't have any strength left in this old bone. The more I do it, the faster I die."

"You are a master in the Ning Gang realm, so it won't take much effort to deal with them."

"That was in the past, now..." Zhao Nanshan shook his head.

Chen Yuan smiled, and didn't believe Zhao Nanshan's words at all. He was obviously hiding his clumsiness, and it was so obvious. However, he didn't go into the details, but suddenly lowered his voice and asked:

"You have been in Ping'an County for so many years, but have you ever learned about Wusheng Sect?"

It has been a few days since Chen Yuan took office, but no matter before or now, the county government can't find any traces of Wushengjiao thieves at all. Li Mingqi's urging is very tight, and Chen Yuan can only try to ask Zhao Nanshan .

Before, Chen Yuan had judged from the footprints that one of the Wusheng Sect's thieves had a lame foot, but Ping'an County is so large, and wanting to search it all over is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Especially in small towns outside the county seat, it is impossible to conduct a blanket search, right?

In Ping'an County Yamen, there are not so many Yamen servants for him to drive.

Hearing Chen Yuan's narration, Zhao Nanshan frowned and remained silent for a long time:

"Tracking down Wushengjiao is not a good job."

"The boss has a life, what can the people below do?"

To be honest, Wushengjiao did not touch his interests, and he didn't want to pursue it desperately. It would make the previous Master Zhang of the Sky Survey Division helpless, and prove that Wushengjiao definitely has masters.

"If Senior Zhao knows something, you might as well tell Chen."

Zhao Nanshan stared at Chen Yuan for a while, and said in a low voice:

"The old man is just guessing..."

"Senior Zhao said it directly."

"Temple of Grace."

"Temple of Mercy!"

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank deeply, and his eyes flickered. He naturally knew this name, and he was even a little familiar with it. In his memory, before his uncle passed away, he often burned incense and worshiped Buddha. After he crossed this world, the first opportunity came from kindness. Temple, Sutra Pavilion!

Earlier, from Li Mingqi, I learned that the Temple of Mercy is actually not that simple. There are masters of Ninggang sitting in the town. Now... Zhao Nanshan also said that the Temple of Mercy is related to the Wusheng Sect...

Even he has to sigh, he still has a lot of fate with this Ci'en Temple.

"This is just the old man's guess. Don't try it lightly. The Ci'en Temple is not that simple..." Zhao Nanshan's eyes flashed fear.

"There are masters of Ning Gang sitting in charge, right?"

"You know? That's right...Since Li Mingqi told you about the old man, it is impossible not to mention the Temple of Mercy."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly:

"Thank you."

Wang Ping walked quickly to Chen Yuan, bowed his body, and said in a low voice:

"Brother Yuan, someone from the county yamen is here, and the county lieutenant wants you to return to the yamen as soon as possible."

Chen Yuan frowned:

"What happened?"

"It's not clear yet, but the county captain has something to tell you..."

After Chen Yuan finished listening, he frowned, waved his hands to signal Wang Ping to back down, then stood up, cupped his hands at Zhao Nanshan and said:

"Senior Zhao, the county government has something to do, so I won't bother you any more."

"Wait a minute."

Zhao Nanshan stood up slowly.

"Senior Zhao, what else do you want to say?"

"Wait..."

Zhao Nanshan walked into the room with his hands behind his back, and after a while, he walked up to Chen Yuan with a wooden box in his hand and handed it to him.

"This is?"

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes.

"There are a few blood-accumulating pills inside, for you..."

Zhao Nanshan waved his hand.

Chen Yuan was overjoyed, and quickly opened the box, and there were ten blood-containing pills in it, all of which were dark red and exuded a strange smell, just like the ones he had taken before.

This thing is more suitable for blood refining warriors than Tiger Bone Pill, and it is very valuable. It is extremely rare to find it in the county. I didn't expect Zhao Nanshan to have it in stock here.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly flashed with jealousy.

"Senior Zhao..."

"Don't think about it, the old man only has these in stock, and the Yunxue Pill can help me recuperate my injuries."

Zhao Nanshan said.

"Thank you senior, Chen is leaving."

Chen Yuan smiled, didn't ask any more questions, turned around and left, he reckoned that if he didn't come this time, Zhao Nanshan would definitely not give him the Yunxue Pill.

Perhaps it was because I really let him see the hope of revenge that I raised the bet on myself.

Watching Chen Yuan leave, Zhao Nanshan returned to the room with his hands behind his back, walked to the bed and lifted another wooden board, and there were three wooden boxes that were exactly the same as Chen Yuan's.

……

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Ping'an County, county government.

County lieutenant Li Mingqi chatted with a white-faced, beardless middle-aged man in a green robe. It was Liu Shuanghe, head of the Liu Family in Cao County, and an old man stood beside him.

"Brother Liu, how about trying this tea?"

Li Mingqi stretched out his hand to signal.

Liu Shuanghe picked up the teacup, took a sip, and his eyes lit up:

"Good tea, good tea, first bitter and then sweet, the flavor is endless."

"Since Brother Liu likes it, you might as well bring some back later."

"That would be disrespectful."

"Brother Liu is here..." Li Mingqi pretended not to ask.

Liu Shuanghe was very clear in his heart, and smiled:

"A few days ago, the little girl ran into the head of the county government, Chen Butou. This time, I came here to pick up the little girl."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?"

"I don't know where that Chen catcher is now? Liu is eager to miss her daughter..."

Li Mingqi narrowed his eyes and was about to answer when a yamen servant walked in, bowed to Li Mingqi and said:

"My lord, catcher Chen asks to see you."

"Let him in."

"Yes."

After a while, Chen Yuan walked into the room with a calm expression, his eyes stayed on Liu Shuanghe for a moment, and he opened his eyes subconsciously, and the next moment, a blue light appeared in front of him.

Good luck!

Chen Yuan prevented being seen, so he didn't stay too long, turned to look at Li Mingqi and cupped his hands and said:

"Sir, are you looking for me?"

"Originally I wanted to tell you some things, but it just so happened that brother Liu wanted to find you because of some things." Li Mingqi said.