Starting as a dockworker

Chapter 30 The Fortune Teller's Top Disciple Shocks the Entire Audience!

Deep inside the martial arts school, in the main hall.

The two people sat in the room drinking tea and talking.

One of them, dressed in an indigo short jacket and sporting a queue from the previous dynasty, was none other than Xiao Zhenshan, the master of Guiyuan Pavilion.

The other person was a middle-aged man dressed in black shorts, exuding an air of authority; he was Huo Jiu, the leader of the Dingyang Gang.

Judging from their clothing, the two are both martial arts practitioners who have known each other for a long time and have a close relationship.

He simply opened a martial arts school and taught students his skills.

Another one established a gang with four or five hundred members.

"Brother Xiao, you absolutely have to help me with my mine..."

Huo Jiu looked worried and took a sip of tea: "I, Huo Jiu, have staked almost everything on this mine, and now, half a year has passed, and we still can't start mining."

If things continue like this, I'll have no choice but to sell the mine. But now that this has happened, nobody dares to take it over except the Japanese who have offered a price.

But as you know, what I, Huo Jiu, hate the most are these outsiders.

"If I transfer the mines to the Japanese, and they extract the iron ore and transport it down the Yangtze River, wouldn't it all end up as bullets fired at us? Wouldn't I be a traitor?"

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.

"Brother Huo, it's not that I don't want to help..."

Xiao Zhenshan sighed and slowly said, "Your mine is truly strange. Several of my disciples were injured, and many people were lost. Even I can't figure it out... I'm afraid what's inside is beyond the capabilities of us martial artists..."

Huo Jiu's expression was serious: "Then what should we do?"

Xiao Zhenshan said, "I'm afraid the only way is to ask those old masters of the martial arts world to take action..."

Huo Jiu said, "I've thought of this method... He Xiangu from Xiangu Mountain, the mad monk from Jiuliang Town, and the fortune teller at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain. But of these three immortals, one is with Commander Lan, and another was invited by Chief Chen of the Heaven and Earth Society of Nine Mountains and Eighteen Villages. Only the fortune teller is alone, but I can't persuade her. To be honest, I've personally gone to Xiangshan Mountain three times, and I've been turned away every time. I can't even see her!"

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent again.

"Master, someone delivered a letter. Would you like to take a look?"

Just then, there was another knock on the door.

This was the second time the apprentice who delivered the letter had knocked on the door; the first time, he had been told to wait.

"Come in."

Xiao Zhenshan took an impatient sip of tea and said, "I guess it's some rich businessman in the city who sent someone to put those young masters into my martial arts school."

Huo Jiu laughed heartily and said, "That's an acknowledgment of your abilities, Brother Xiao!"

Xiao Zhenshan shook his head helplessly, took the letter, and glanced at it casually.

But the next second, his eyes widened, and he suddenly stood up, exclaiming, "What?!!"

"What's wrong!"

Huo Jiu slowly stood up and asked curiously, "What could have made you, Brother Xiao, so distraught?"

Xiao Zhenshan handed over the letter: "Read it yourself!"

Huo Jiu took the letter, read it carefully, and was immediately astonished: "Brother Xiao! Great news! Incredibly good news!"

This is a letter of recommendation. It says that the old woman recommends her disciple Li Xiao to the Guiyuan Martial Arts School to practice martial arts, and asks Xiao Zhenshan to give him proper guidance and not to hold back.

Although there is no way to verify the authenticity of the letter, no one in this world would dare to impersonate the fortune teller!

Therefore, this letter can be basically confirmed to be genuine.

The fortune teller at the foot of Fragrant Hills actually has an apprentice!

He even personally recommended him to Guiyuan Martial Arts School!

You should know that many high-ranking officials and nobles would love to get close to a fortune teller but never have the chance.

I heard that in the past year or two, several military commanders have traveled long distances to visit me in person, but all of them have been turned away.

Today, this living, breathing disciple will be sent to the martial arts school.

This is like a pie falling from the sky and hitting you on the head.

Xiao Zhenshan looked at his apprentice excitedly and said, "Why didn't you send the letter sooner?"

The apprentice looked completely bewildered: "Master, didn't you tell me not to disturb you...?"

Xiao Zhenshan asked, "Is the person still alive?"

The apprentice said, "They should still be there..."

Xiao Zhenshan exclaimed excitedly, "Quickly, please invite him... no, I'll go greet him myself!"

As he spoke, he ran towards the door.

Huo Jiu, the leader of the Dingyang Gang, ran after him, calling out, "Brother Xiao, wait for me!"

Only the apprentice remained standing there, completely dumbfounded...

It seems like the last time the county magistrate came, the driver was completely unfazed...

What's going on? Who's that guy in the coolie clothes outside the door...?

What could possibly excite Master and Chief Huo Jiu so much?

......

Outside the main gate of Guiyuan Martial Arts School.

"Ouch, it hurts so much! Seventh Senior Brother, please avenge me..."

Just now, "Little Erzi," who had been training for three months, was knocked to the ground and cried out by Li Xiao with three punches and two kicks.

Although Li Xiao used wild, unorthodox punches, he was still incredibly strong.

The other guy punched him once and was fine, but when he punched him again, this young man was knocked to the ground and couldn't get up...

"Wow, you've got some strength, kid. I really underestimated you..."

The seventh senior brother took off his coat, leaving only a white vest, and walked over, rubbing his fists. "Looks like I'll have to deal with you personally..."

"etc!"

Li Xiao took two steps back and said, "Isn't it inappropriate for an inner disciple like you to spar with me?"

The seventh senior brother said, "Why is it inappropriate? I think it's perfectly appropriate! I gave you a chance to leave before, but now that you've hit my brother, things won't be so easy."

With that, he raised his fist and charged toward Li Xiao, rushing away with a whoosh.

It's clear that these seven senior brothers are very strong, with steady steps and a powerful presence.

Li Xiao had already observed the man's life fire. The man's life fire was strong, and he was definitely no match for him. So he was about to retreat and plan to come back tomorrow.

At that moment, the door was pushed open.

"stop!"

The one who came out was none other than the owner of the establishment, Xiao Zhenshan. Upon seeing the situation, he immediately shouted, "You scoundrels! What have I taught you all? Never abuse your power to bully others, and never lay a hand on ordinary people!"

"Master." "Master." "Master."...

Upon seeing this, the seventh senior brother immediately stopped, and the others also bowed in respect.

The seventh senior brother explained, "Master, this person was impersonating your last disciple, which is why I had to teach him a lesson."

Xiao Zhenshan hurried over and asked, "Is it Li Xiao?"

He gave Li Xiao a kind smile, then suddenly seemed to remember something.

He thought about it carefully before he remembered that incident!

A month ago, one morning I felt like I was being watched by something...

He turned his head and saw this young man!

That's it! It matches up! No need to ask, he's definitely the fortune teller's top disciple!

Li Xiao cupped his hands in greeting: "Indeed."

Li Xiao's answer confirmed Xiao Zhenshan's conjecture.

He looked at "Seventh Senior Brother" with a stern face and said, "What do you mean by impersonating? This is my last disciple!"

After those words were spoken, all the apprentices present were dumbfounded...

He's not impersonating... he really is a close disciple...

The seventh senior brother was also bewildered, muttering, "Master, when did you take him in? How come I didn't know..."

He had been studying under his master for five years and had no idea when his master had taken on such a close disciple.

Xiao Zhenshan frowned and said, "It was just received. Do you have a problem with that?"

The seventh senior brother was dumbfounded once again.

Li Xiao smiled slightly and looked at his seventh senior brother, "What, am I right?"

Seventh Senior Brother: "..."

At this moment, Huo Jiu, the leader of the Dingyang Gang, rushed over.

He grabbed "Seventh Brother" by the neck like a chick and cursed, "You idiot, you don't even recognize your own brother and you almost got into a fight. I'll beat you to death, you idiot."

The seventh senior brother pleaded, "Father, what are you doing? Ouch..."

It turns out that the seventh senior brother is Huo Yingjun, Huo Jiu's son, who was sent to the martial arts school to train in martial arts from a young age.

While beating his son, Huo Jiu whispered, "Son, this person has a very powerful background. You must not offend him. Not only must you not offend him, but you also have to fawn over him like crazy... Our family's fate depends on you. Apologize to him properly later..."

Huo Yingjun was startled and whispered, "Dad, who is this person...?"

Huo Jiu said, "Don't worry about that, and don't ask any questions..."

As he spoke, Huo Jiu brought Huo Yingjun in front of Li Xiao and kicked Huo Yingjun.

Huo Yingjun hurriedly bowed and apologized: "Senior brother, it was my fault just now, I apologize to you."

Since he was the last disciple, Huo Yingjun immediately changed his address to senior brother.

Huo Jiu laughed and said, "Brother Li Xiao, this handsome young man was a bit ignorant just now, please don't take offense."

Li Xiao could tell that this Huo Jiu was probably no ordinary person, so he waved his hand and said, "It's alright, we became friends after a fight, and besides, we didn't actually fight."

"Yes, yes, yes, we became friends after a fight, haha."

Huo Jiu smiled and took out a silver note from his pocket, stuffing it into Li Xiao's hand. "My son is so ignorant. As his father, I'm apologizing to him. From now on, when we practice martial arts together, we should get along well as fellow disciples..."

The apprentices standing nearby were all dumbfounded.

Just who is this person?!

Not only did his master immediately accept him as his last disciple.

Even the powerful gang leader Huo valued this so much that he personally apologized on behalf of his son...

"How could I possibly accept this..."

Li Xiao glanced at the face value of the silver note out of the corner of his eye.

Good heavens, a thousand silver dollars!

Originally intending to refuse, his hand involuntarily slipped the silver note into his pocket.

I knew that the fortune teller's influence was useful, but I didn't expect it to be this useful!

And then he saw Li Xiao accept the silver note.

Huo Jiu, the leader of the Dingyang Gang, whose every stomp could shake the entire Wuling City.

I breathed a deep sigh of relief...