Volume 1: A stone strikes a thousand waves, the world surrounds Li Daosheng Chapter 11 This is Jianghu
A cool breeze blew by, chilling Li Si's sleeves. He tightened his robe and closed his eyes helplessly.
The white robe he was wearing was a little too big, so it looked loose. When the wind blew, it would be blown up high, and the belt would flutter. To others, it might seem like he had some immortal airs, but it was not very comfortable to wear on his body.
The weather tonight is very good. The night is clear and the stars are sparse, and the moon is high in the sky. If you have good friends and good wine to accompany you, it will be a great pastime.
Unfortunately, Li Si is now alone, with the only company of the cold wind.
Among the rubble, Li Si half leaned against the stone lion on the roof of the high pavilion. Unable to sleep, he had nothing to do, so he stared at the stars and the moon in a daze.
He remembered what Banjiexian had said before.
Nearly half of the people in the world.
In fact, until now, he had no idea how big this world was, and how many people were in it. If he was suddenly told that half of them were coming to capture him, he would have no idea what was going on.
There are some differences between him and those old hands. After all, he has only lived for twenty-eight years in this life.
This age would not be considered young in the previous life, but in this life where people can live to be hundreds of years old, he is not even a rookie at this age.
In this world of martial arts, practicing internal skills can not only strengthen the body, but also increase one's lifespan. An ordinary third-rate master can live to the age of two hundred years, and a first-rate master can live four or five hundred years without any problem, not to mention those famous masters who are far beyond the first-rate. Those with good skills can even live to a thousand years.
He is like a half-immortal. God knows how many years he has been struggling in this world.
Li Si himself had no idea of the extent of his strength.
He only knew that it was pretty good, probably a little better than the top-notch masters, but he had never tried to see how he performed compared to famous masters, and he was certainly not sure.
He only became famous in the underworld in recent years. He has almost forgotten the exact year. If he has to say it, it was probably eleven years ago. That seems to be the first time he was known in the underworld.
Almost no one knew that he was only 28 years old. Most people thought that he was an old monster who had been living in seclusion in a place but suddenly wanted to go out into the world and play.
Li Si never explained these speculations. Firstly, he was too lazy to explain, and secondly, the more secrets he had, the safer he would be in this world.
Aren’t people who are hard for others to figure out the most the ones who are most feared? Haha.
However, to be honest, most people in the underworld are not afraid of Li Si, because they don’t know that Li Si never kills anyone.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people trying to catch him this time. I guess he would have to consider whether he could save his life.
In fact, Li Si is not against killing people. He just doesn’t have such high awareness and principles . He just simply doesn’t like it.
He usually doesn't have many reasons for doing things, only whether he wants to or not.
Or it should be said that most people should be like this, but some people just have to find a high-sounding reason for themselves.
Li Si had no idea about half of the people in the martial arts world, but that didn't stop him from believing Banjiexian's words, because Banjiexian's words were never wrong.
When he said more than half, it really meant more than half. It could only be more, not less.
He didn't know how many of these people Li Si knew.
However, there must be many people who dislike him.
Perhaps some strangers would turn their swords against him without reservation.
Is he afraid? Actually, it’s okay. Just like his thirst for knowledge , Li Si’s desire to survive is not strong. Being alive is the best. Death is just a matter of kicking his legs. The worst that can happen is that he will have to cross the Naihe Bridge again.
He just thought it was troublesome, and he originally wanted to stay in Jiangnan for a while longer.
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Unconsciously , Li Si reached deep into his arms again and took out the wooden sign.
The woman carved on the wooden sign is young and beautiful, but the clothes she wears are very strange and are not what a woman of that era should wear at all.
In fact, Li Si understood that in another world, if she were still alive, she would probably be very old.
But what he still remembered was her most beautiful appearance.
Looking at the portrayal of this woman, Li Si was lost in thought. Suddenly, he smiled gently again.
"Half of the people in this world want to catch me. Tell me, am I awesome?"
He touched the wooden sign and talked to himself, but his voice was carried faintly into the wind and disappeared above the high pavilion.
It was a cool midnight, the moon was in the sky, the pavilion was like a pavilion, and the white clothes were hazy.
Under the high pavilion, there is a mansion.
The young lady of the family couldn't sleep and walked to the window.
She pushed open the window, folded her arms lazily and looked out, and happened to see the figure on the top of the tower.
The man seemed to notice her as well, turned around and smiled at her.
Under the bright moonlight, the man in white was dancing gracefully, as if he had walked out of a painting. He was so beautiful.
The young lady was stunned for a moment, but when she came to her senses, the man had already jumped off the tall building and flew away with the wind.
That should be a man of the underworld, right? Is that what underworld means?
Looking at the receding figure, the young lady leaned against the window and thought like this.
In mid-air, Li Si patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
It was a close call, I was almost discovered.
I don’t know if she recognized me. Oh, it seems I can’t stay here anymore. I have to leave quickly.
Between the buildings, people in white flew away in panic...
Yes, this is the world of Jianghu.
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There is a river flowing westwards from Jiangnan, named Minjiang River. This river is the longest waterway in Jiangnan, flowing through six counties, seven mountains and fourteen cities, almost occupying the entire road to the west from Jiangnan.
If you want to go out from Jiangnan, the Minjiang River Basin is the only way.
On the Minjiang River, there is a water gang named Sishui Gang. The word Si is taken from the shape of a snake holding its mouth, implying that it wants to be like the Minjiang River, like a ring snake occupying the south of the Yangtze River.
As the name suggests, the Sishui Gang is indeed a dominant water gang in Jiangnan. They own countless long ships and all merchant caravans entering and leaving Jiangnan would ask them to escort them. They are also involved in almost all businesses in the Minjiang River Basin.
It can be said that in Jiangnan, there were not many people who dared to offend them. Even the local court officials had connections with them and turned a blind eye to their acts of crossing the water illegally, forming gangs, and carrying boats and weapons.
But there is also some of the above meaning in this.
Because of the active caravans of the Sishui Gang, the grain collection in Jiangnan has increased significantly. The existence of the Sishui Gang has done more good than harm, so the countermeasures against them have naturally been relaxed a lot.
However, Heng Liancheng, the leader of the Sishui Gang, does not seem to intend to stop there.
He was not short of money, and in recent years he had been using the money in his hands to smooth relations, intending to get himself an official position in the court.
Obviously, he was aiming at the court and the larger world.
What he wanted was not to gather a crowd in the opposition, but to become an official in the court and achieve fame.
However, the officials' attitude towards him was always unclear, and the money he invested was like a drop in the ocean with no response.
This made him grit his teeth in hatred, but he could do nothing about it.
After all, he came from the opposition, and if he really angered the court, it would not take much effort for the court to suppress him.
But just when Heng Liancheng was about to give up his official career and was ready to be a local boss, an opportunity arose.
The imperial court is looking for the thief saint Li Si. Whoever captures him alive can meet the current emperor, who will personally award the reward, grant the emperor's grace, and grant him a legitimate family.
And this Li Si happens to be in Jiangnan right now.
This was an opportunity. He understood that it was an opportunity, an opportunity similar to the one he had when he founded the Sishui Gang, or even a bigger opportunity.
This means that the Sishui Gang has a chance to transform from a gang in the underworld to a regular department of the imperial court, and it also means that he has a chance to be promoted from a commoner to a higher official.
This meant that he no longer had to look at the faces of those officials for business purposes, and it also meant that he had the opportunity to truly control Jiangnan.
Heng Liancheng would not let go of this opportunity, he would never let go of it.
So he would never let Li Si leave Jiangnan, he had made up his mind.
At the same time.
The Emei Sect in Shu, the Qingshan Sect in Jizhou, the Changle Sect hidden in the city, the Beggars' Gang walking the streets, the Fengyu Tower selling news, the Tiejian Sect with a sparse population, and many other martial arts forces have all taken their own actions.
