Traveling through the heavens starts from practicing swords in the palace

Chapter 104 103. The Richest Man
The richest man means the richest person in a place.

Money can turn ghosts around, so the richest man often means a very powerful person in a place.

No one in Qingfeng Town would suspect that Wang Youcai's family had little money.

Just as no one would deny that Wang Youcai is very powerful in Qingfeng Town.

When Lin Pingzhi arrived at Wang Youcai's house, he saw a stone lion at the door of his house, which was bigger than that of the Fuwei Escort Bureau, and saw two giant men all over the body guarding the door, and he also felt the style of the richest man in Qingfengzhai.

Of course, the giant man would not let Lin Pingzhi in easily. They blocked the door like two big mountains.

"The Wang family's important place, idlers are not allowed to enter."

Of course Lin Pingzhi is an idler, and there is hardly anyone in the world who is more like an idler than him.

But of course he wouldn't really stop going in just because the other party said no entry.

He said to the two giants: "In Lin Pingzhi of Fuwei Escort Bureau, you can have two choices."

"One is to let me in, and the other is to let me in after being beaten up by me. Which one you choose is up to you."

It's been a long time since I played horizontally, and this will give me a happy feeling.

The two giants were very angry. As the servants of the richest man in the town, they are very restrained not to bully others, so how could they allow others to bully them.

They then wanted to teach Lin Ping a lesson.

In fact, what they hate the most is Lin Pingzhi, a white and tender rich son. They think that this kind of son is inferior to themselves except for being able to reincarnate.

Lin Pingzhi also has a principle, if someone hits him with a fist, he will hit him back with his fist.

If someone wants to kill him with a sword, he will stab back with the sword.

So when these two strong men wanted to teach Lin Pingzhi a lesson, they found that Lin Pingzhi was more angry and fierce than them.

The strong man on the left uses Tanglang Quan, and the strong man on the right uses Wu Qin Quan.

But compared to Lin Pingzhi, it is still far behind.

When the two strong men's casserole-sized fists touched Lin Pingzhi's, they heard the sound of bones breaking.

Of course their own.

Then they screamed on the ground in pain and couldn't get up again.

Lin Pingzhi sighed and said, "I gave you the choice. I often give others the choice, but it seems that someone always chooses the wrong one."

So he stepped on the moaning two people and entered the richest man Wang Youcai's house.

When Lin Pingzhi entered, Wang Youcai was enjoying the shade under the tree in the front yard.

He planted two trees in the front yard, one is a Gongsun tree and the other is a ginkgo tree.

Of course he didn't have the patience to watch the tree grow little by little.

He bought these two trees from Guangdong at a high price.

It is a thousand-year-old tree.

It is extremely difficult to send two towering trees back from thousands of miles, but also to ensure that they can survive.

But as long as you have money, this kind of thing is not difficult to do.

Under the tree, Wang Long felt the shade of the tree transported thousands of miles away, and he was very happy in his heart.

He quite likes being called Wang Youcai, because it means that in the eyes of others, he is a symbol of wealth.

He likes other people to look at him like this, and the envious eyes of others.

When Wang Youcai was enjoying the shade, he saw Lin Pingzhi walking slowly.

Every rich person is not stupid.

When Wang Youcai saw Lin Pingzhi, he didn't panic or get angry, and asked how Lin Pingzhi got in.

He just casually said to the beautiful maid beside him, "There are distinguished guests from the house, please add an extra teacup."

Capable people don't have to worry about being left out no matter where they go.

Lin Pingzhi is obviously a capable person now.

No matter who it is, as long as he dares and can knock down two giant men who are good at foreign boxing at the door and break into Wang's house, then he is undoubtedly a capable person.

Wang Youcai enthusiastically asked Lin Pingzhi to sit with him under the shade of the tree.

Under the shade of the tree, there are expensive rosewood tables and chairs, and on the table are extremely expensive teapots and cups, and the teapots are filled with the most expensive tea.

In order to drink this good tea leisurely under the shade of a tree, Wang Youcai spent money taels that ordinary people would not be able to earn in a few lifetimes.

When the aroma of tea leaves flowed down the tip of his tongue into his intestines and stomach, Wang Youcai felt grateful that he was so rich.

Of course, he didn't forget to say to Lin Pingzhi: "For a distinguished guest like Young Master, those two slaves are still blocking you, you really should be beaten."

Without leaving the house, he broke in from Lin Pingzhi and guessed that Lin Pingzhi had knocked down the giant man at the door.

Lin Pingzhi admired this person's quick thinking, and he was obviously a patient person. When he saw someone intruding, he could still talk and laugh happily. Please calm down and invite him to drink tea.

Lin Pingzhi said: "Master Wang, aren't you afraid that my coming will be bad for you? You still invite me to drink tea?"

Wang Youcai laughed and said, he looked simple, but his eyes were full of shrewdness.

"There are not many things in this small town that I can hide from me. You are such an extraordinary person, young master, when you first entered Qingfeng Town, I knew about it."

"You asked about the old Ma and his wife, and I naturally know all about it. The young master is here to find someone, not to embarrass me, Lao Wang."

Lin Pingzhi blinked and said, "Maybe the person I'm looking for is related to you, the richest man?"

"If that's the case, I'm not just looking for people. I'm not only good at looking for people, but also beating people and even killing people."

Wang Youcai looked at Lin Pingzhi, as if he wanted to see through this person, and after a while, he said, "Young Master Lin, you suspect that your bodyguard's disappearance is related to me?"

Lin Pingzhi said: "Someone said...you are the only person in the town who has the strength to do this. So I came to have a look."

Wang Youcai thought for a while, nodded, and said, "This statement makes some sense. Besides me, who else in this small town can make a dozen bodyguards disappear for nothing?"

"So how and what does Mr. Lin want to see?"

Lin Pingzhi said: "After all, a dozen bodyguards are not a dozen flies. It is not an easy task to hide without showing any trace."

"So I want to search the house and look everywhere to see if there are any traces."

Wang Youcai heard this and said decisively: "If Mr. Lin makes other requests, I will naturally try my best to satisfy them."

"But a house is like a wife. Mr. Lin will search it at will with only a few words. I can't let Mr. Lin be so willful."

Lin Pingzhi said: "When I first came in, I gave the two men at the door a choice. I asked them to choose whether to let me in, or to let me in after a beating."

Wang Youcai said indifferently: "The doorman I invite is still a bit strong, of course I chose the second type."

"Why, Mr. Lin also wants to give me two choices? Take the initiative to search for you, or let you search after being taught a lesson?"

Lin Pingzhi said: "You are a smart person. You guessed what I didn't say before I said it."

"However, I haven't been unreasonable to that extent. I will not only break into your house by force, but also search your house by force."

Lin Pingzhi took a sip of tea, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "The richest man, let me make a bet with you."

"As long as someone from your royal family can catch my sword, I will leave."

Wang Youcai said: "What if you can't receive Mr. Lin's sword? Do you have to agree to Mr. Lin's request?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded and said, "Of course, there is a third situation. You don't want people to take my sword, and you don't want me to search your house."

"But I can assure you that you won't want to choose this."

Wang Youcai's expression changed, and he immediately returned to normal, saying: "It seems that you are very confident in your swordsmanship."

"We are country folk, we don't know how to wield swords and swords like you martial arts masters."

"However, some guards in my family also know a little bit of martial arts. Mr. Lin wants to play with the sword, so I can let them play with you."

Lin Pingzhi said: "You're welcome. Although I just came to Qingfeng Town, I heard about your deeds on the way."

"The king's richest man, your family has a great career, so naturally you need to find more powerful characters to support your family. At this moment, your house can be described as a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."

"Other than the eminent monks of the South Shaolin Temple in Fujian, at least three of the ten famous masters are here with you."

"Among them, there is Sun Mao, who is known as the sword god of southern Fujian. He is a master craftsman who uses swords. It is said that he is a diner in the house."

Hearing what Lin Pingzhi said, Wang Youcai's face turned bright and he said, "Young Master Lin is being polite, it's just a false reputation in the world."

"Mr. Sun is willing to give me face to come to the house, because he thinks highly of me. I treat Mr. Sun as a close friend, how dare he treat him as a diner."

As soon as he finished speaking, one of them said: "Brother Wang promised me a lot of rewards, and also received me sincerely, as a confidant."

"Whoever comes to the house to cause trouble and wants to embarrass Brother Wang is tantamount to making an enemy of me, and I will not make it easy for him."

Lin Pingzhi saw that the visitor's eyes were shining brightly, and he had a strange long sword wrapped around his waist. He also heard what he said, and knew that it was Sun Mao, the sword god of southern Fujian.

He said with a smile: "Brother Sun's words are nice, don't you still treat people like dogs."

Sun Mao was furious and said, "What are you talking about, boy!"

"No one in the southern martial arts community should call me Mr. Sun. How dare you slander me as a dog?"

Lin Pingzhi said: "Excuse me, Mr. Sun, I'm a straightforward person, do you have anything to say?"

"You belong to the category of using other people's money to eliminate disasters for others, but you still think it's because of your friendship with Wang's richest man, isn't it a bit too hypocritical?"

"There's nothing shameful about being a dog. There are always a few vicious dogs in rich families kneeling and licking their bones."

"But if you don't let people talk about being a dog, it's kind of daring to do it but not to admit it."

Sun Mao's face turned blue with anger, if it wasn't for Wang Youcai's face, he would have stepped forward to strike.

He said: "You have a powerful mouth, but I don't know if your sword is as powerful as your mouth."

"As long as you can pass ten moves under my hands, I will quit the martial arts and never use a sword again in this life."

"If you lose, I want the thumbs of both hands, and I also want you to be unable to hold a sword in this life."

Lin Pingzhi laughed.

Laughing with contempt.

It seemed that there was really a dog standing in front of him, provoking unreasonably.

Sun Mao said coldly: "Boy, what are you laughing at? Are you already scared of laughing like this?"

"If you are afraid, you can surrender now. As long as you call me good grandpa three times, and crawl out of here like a puppy, I can still keep your fingers."

Lin Pingzhi laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Sun, what do you think I'm laughing at? I laugh at you for coming late and not overhearing my conversation with Wang Shoufu."

"You don't need to beat me within ten moves, as long as you can block my sword, then I will let you handle it."

Instead of being angry, Sun Mao smiled: "Hehe, boy, are you insane? Even if the leader of the Demon Cult, Dongfang Bubai, comes in person, how dare he say he can defeat me in one blow?"

"You kid, you haven't even grown your hair yet, and you actually said that as long as I can block your move, you will win?"

"The old man has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, but I have never seen you so ignorant of the young man."

Although he used Dongfang Bubai as an example in his words, when he mentioned the name, he still had a suspicious expression on his face.

Apparently, the name of the leader of the Demon Cult, Dongfang Bubai, is as loud as thunder in Fujian Province, which is far away in the south of the sky.

Lin Pingzhi stopped replying to him and said to Wang Youcai: "The richest man, Wang, I wonder if you agree with the agreement we just made?"

"If there is no objection, please invite your best friend, Mr. Sun, the Southern Hokkien Sword God, to take my sword."

"I just wonder if you can make the decision for your good friend?"

What he said meant that Wang Youcai was excited.

This kind of local rich man may appear to be approachable to his subordinates on the surface, but he actually believes that he is the master in his heart.

Asking him to admit that he can't make the decision would be tantamount to a slap in the face.

Of course Wang Youcai also knew Lin Pingzhi's intentions, but sometimes he doesn't have to care too much about the feelings of his subordinates.

What he cares more about is that he really has the ability to control everything he owns.

He said calmly: "Mr. Sun, Mr. Lin has gained quite a reputation in the world recently. I heard that the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, Yu Canghai, was defeated by his sword a few days ago."

"The so-called hero is born in a young age, Mr. Sun took Master Lin's move to see how powerful the evil swordsmanship passed down in his family is, and you, the Southern Hokkien sword god, are more accomplished."

Sun Mao was already in a bad mood because of Lin Pingzhi's anger. At this time, he heard that Wang Youcai meant that he really felt that he was only worthy of fighting this young man under the condition that Lin Ping's one move was perfect.

But he has been kept at home by Wang Youcai for several years, and he can receive ten taels of gold per month without doing anything.

Cannibals have soft mouths but short hands.

Seeing what Wang Youcai said, Sun Mao showed a lonely expression on his face, and said: "Okay, okay, a hero is born in a young age, and when I am old, I will learn Lin Shaoxia's brilliant moves."

When he said this, he was naturally ready to fight Lin Pingzhi at any time.

Lin Pingzhi drew his Yingying sword out of its sheath, and said: "Mr. Sun has no enmity with me. I heard from the disciples of the Beggar Clan who came with me that Mr. Sun was known as a chivalrous man when he became a god."

"Mr. Sun is known as the Sword God of Southern Hokkien. Of course, it is mainly because of his strong swordsmanship, but it also has something to do with Mr. Sun's chivalrous style."

"You are arrogant. I deliberately annoyed Mr. Sun just now because I wanted to mess with your mind and expose your flaws. Otherwise, I really have no guarantee of victory."

Sun Mao's expression was even more desolate, and said: "Lin Shaoxia is really smart, I am so old, but it is so easy to be angered by Lin Shaoxia, it is too bad."

"However, Lin Shaoxia has explained his intentions to me at this time, so you are not afraid that I will stick to my original principles and make your words useless?"

Lin Pingzhi sighed, and said calmly: "After Mr. Sun raised your sword, I knew that there was no need to attack my heart again. Because it is absolutely impossible for you to block my sword."

Sun Mao's face changed drastically, and his sword hand trembled a little, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Oh, Lin Shaoxia is so confident? Why do you think I can't take your move when I pick up my sword?"

Lin Pingzhi said: "Because you have no murderous intent, and even the anger in your heart just flowed on your face - you didn't feel it in your sword."

"I don't know what the person known as the Sword God has gone through to become like this. Maybe it's because you have been too pampered in the past few years, or maybe you have suffered some major setbacks..."

"But I don't care about these reasons. I only know that as long as your sword leaves your scabbard, you will be defeated by me."

"We are not sparring, and there is no saying that we will stop at that point. I will never be merciful when fighting with swords."

"So Mr. Sun had better think clearly, whether to draw the sword, or whether to risk his life for the richest man's money."

After hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, Sun Mao's face was covered with sweat, and his hands were trembling badly.

Anyone can see that Lin Pingzhi's every word speaks of his weakness.

Seeing Sun Mao like this, Wang Youcai felt as if he had spent money to hire a trash, so he said displeasedly, "Mr. Sun, Shaoxia Lin invites you to do it, why don't you draw your sword?"

Seeing the rich man talking, Sun Mao's face became more sweaty.

He was also asking himself: "The Wang family has allowed me to eat for free for several years and make offerings to me like a Buddha, just for this moment."

"This kid is so arrogant, I should teach him a lesson, both emotionally and rationally."

"What's more, he said that as long as I can block his sword, he will lose. This is undoubtedly a dream."

"Why don't I draw my sword? Why don't I draw my sword?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at him with sympathy in his eyes.

Sun Mao's eyeballs were full of red threads, and he said hoarsely, "How could I not be able to catch your sword, how could it be possible!"

The Southern Hokkien Sword God Excalibur was finally drawn out.

If a person is called a sword god, then his attainments in swords must be extremely high.

The name Sword God itself has some kind of strange magical power.

Although he is only the Sword God of Southern Fujian, he certainly cannot be underestimated.

This sword is strong enough, heavy enough, and the sword moves are subtle enough.

But it seems, not fast enough.

Because Lin Pingzhi just moved his body and dodged his sword.

Dodged his sword, which is called the god of Minnan.

Then Lin Pingzhi's sword was also shot.

The name of the sword bears the shadow, killing without shadow.

The sword likes to drink blood, and you will see blood when you strike.

Lightning flashes, and the sword arrives in an instant.

After a sword strike, Lin Pingzhi passed where Sun Mao was standing.

Lin Pingzhi and Sun Mao were facing each other at a distance of three feet.

Neither of them can see the other's expression, the other's situation.

But this sword is finally over.

Although no one could see why Lin Pingzhi moved so far in an instant.

Although no one saw clearly what Lin Pingzhi's sword was shot from.

But this sword is finally over.

Wang Youcai could see the expressions of the two of them clearly, and he could also see the swords in their hands.

His eyes have always been good, so good that he can see every drop of sweat on the forehead of the Southern Hokkien Sword God Sun Mao.

He breathed a long sigh of relief—he only saw sweat, not blood.

There was no blood on Sun Mao's body or on Lin Pingzhi's sword.

No blood means no one was hurt during this move.

If no one was injured, then Lin Pingzhi lost.

Lin Pingzhi sighed, expressionless.

Sun Mao was expressionless and sighed.

Wang Youcai was overjoyed, and was already thinking about how to deal with Lin Pingzhi.

This young man was too arrogant, and he uttered big words, so Wang Youcai made up his mind that even if he couldn't really capture him, he should at least make fun of him.

At least let him lose the reputation of a cowhide king.

But immediately, Wang Youcai's expression began to change.

His expression first became surprised, even a little scared, and finally became very depressed——

The sword in Sun Mao's hand fell to the ground.

The sword was stained with blood.

Wang Youcai was wondering where the blood came from, but after taking a closer look, he no longer had this doubt.

Along with the long sword, there were two thumbs that fell to the ground. Naturally, they were the thumbs of Sun Mao's left and right hands.

After Sun Mao sighed, his thumb fell to the ground.

But he still didn't change his face, and only said in a deep voice: "Young master is indeed using a sword technique that is unparalleled in the world, even the Zuo ally leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, who is famous for his sword technique, may not be able to possess this sword technique."

"Seeing this kind of swordsmanship, I will have no regrets in this life, and I will never dare to use a sword again in this life."

After speaking, he silently tore off a corner of his clothes with his thumbless hand, wrapped up the wound of his severed finger, and then walked slowly towards the gate of Wang's house.

"Wang Long, you have given me 210 taels of gold and 3000 taels of silver over the past few years. I will definitely return the original amount to you, and we will settle the two after that."

"There's one more thing I want to tell you, you're a complete bastard."

Wang Youcai did not expect such a sudden change.

He is a master who is a Bodhisattva offering, and even Lin Pingzhi, a young man, can't beat Lin Pingzhi in a single move.

He also had two fingers cut off and left the house after calling himself a bastard.

Money doesn't matter to him, masters are hard to find these days.

He had been looking for this Fujian sword god for several years before finally getting in touch with him, and he only invited him to his house after begging for help.

Experts of this level are rare in small towns and even in Fujian.

Feeling distressed, he couldn't help looking at Lin Pingzhi angrily.

Lin Pingzhi had already walked towards him slowly, and said, "Will the richest man want someone to try it next?"

"I heard that your mansion not only has sword masters like the Southern Fujian Sword God, but also Taoist master Yuan Zhen. Do you want him to come out and try?"

While Lin Pingzhi was speaking, three people walked in under the shade of the Gongsun tree.

One is wearing a Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk in his hand.

One of them was dressed in black with a gloomy expression.

One was handsome at a young age, but his expression on his face was terrifying like that of a zombie.

The Taoist with the dust whisk in his hand said, "This Hokkien sword god hasn't made a move in a few years, so we thought he was really good at swordsmanship."

"I didn't expect that even an unknown pawn couldn't beat it with one move."

"Hmph, Pindao has often advanced and retreated with his peers in the past few years. Thinking about it now, I feel ashamed."

Lin Pingzhi didn't expect that after he showed his sword, this Taoist would dare to blatantly insinuate and satirize him.

He has always been unwilling to suffer from quarrels and fights, and said:
"Taoist Master, you are wrong. You and Mr. Sun, the Sword God of Southern Fujian, are not equals."

"Mr. Sun just told me that he often fucks your old mother."

"According to seniority, you should call him daddy, and be a generation shorter than him."

Everyone present is a person with a head and a face with unique skills.

Never expected that Lin Pingzhi's sword cut off two fingers of Sun Mao, a young man with peerless swordsmanship would be so vulgar, and that's what he said.

They couldn't help but feel surprised.

The Taoist even straightened his beard, but he wanted to curse back with rude words, and it was inconvenient for him to speak out because of his status as a master.

He could only say: "Boy, don't you dare to talk nonsense again."

Lin Pingzhi has always been unassuming. Seeing such an unprecedented request from the other party, of course he must be satisfied.

Lin Pingzhi said: "I am your father."

(End of this chapter)