Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 19 Your Nickname
Life is a journey. Don’t worry about the destination, because you may not have reached the end, but have gone astray.
Wang Chen had not expected that his journey, which he thought would continue alone, would be inexplicably interrupted and he would join a gang in the cultivation world. The one who led him in was the burly cultivator who looked like a black bear demon.
Just now while flying in the air, the black bear demon introduced himself.
"Xiong Bao, nicknamed Xiong Lao San, is the third in command of the Jiangnan Gang."
During the long period of flying in the air, Wang Chen thought that it would take some time to understand the background, but the talkative Xiong Lao San, who could not bear the loneliness, told him all the information in a few words.
"Shadow, you don't know that when you're not here, the six of us always make decisions in a three-to-three split. The second oldest, Vulture, and the eldest, Jackal, always have different opinions, and the fifth, Pheasant, and the fourth, like white."
"What does liking white have to do with different opinions?" Wang Chen inevitably asked.
"You ask me? Of course I listen to the boss."
“……”.
"By the way, the Gang Union General Union said before that if you come back, we will not treat you unfairly in any way."
"But you shadows are also quite pitiful. Ever since the Shadow Hall Master was caught and killed by the Biyun Sect, the Shadow Hall has been disbanded. Shadows like you who are still known by others are fine, but the rest of you who are unknown except for the Shadow Hall Master, I'm afraid you can only return to the right path."
"The righteous path has so many rules and regulations. We are so free and easy. We eat big chunks of meat, drink the strongest liquor, and look for the most wanton women. Hahaha, they are really pitiful." Xiong Laosan sighed while shaking his head.
Wang Chen held his forehead, not knowing whether to cry or laugh. He totally didn't understand why the so-called dragon head told Xiong Lao San about Shadow's so-called identity.
This guy is like a chatterbox. Others spread the message from one person to ten people, and from ten people to a hundred people, but Xiong Lao San simply skipped this process and reached the level of spreading the message from one person to tens of millions people.
"If Shadow is really an undercover agent, wouldn't this attract the sect to hunt him down?"
This question has been bothering Wang Chen, so much so that after he followed Xiong Lao San into the mountain gate and walked into a meeting room in a winding way, he still crossed his fingers under his nose, thinking about this series of complicated information.
There is a shrine right above the meeting hall, enshrining a burly, angry-looking god of war.
There were eight large vermilion lacquered chairs neatly placed on both sides of a long table. Including the one in the front, there were a total of nine chairs, and six people were already sitting on them.
After Xiong Lao San pointed out where Wang Chen should sit, he himself sat at the first seat in the right row. Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion and a hooked nose, with a pair of gleaming eyes. He was nicknamed Vulture and was the second in command of the Jiangnan Gang.
Next to Vulture was a young man with fierce eyes, ranked fourth, nicknamed Mad Dog. The seat opposite Mad Dog was vacant, which was said to be the seat of the fifth child, Leech, who was unable to attend the meeting because he was away on official business.
Opposite Wang Chen was a short young man with triangular eyes, who was the sixth-ranked Yin Monkey. After he sat down, he would glance at Wang Chen with a fierce look from time to time.
The atmosphere between the five people was weird. No one spoke. Even Wang Chen was thinking about something by himself.
The situation was even more exaggerated. Xiong Laosan actually fell asleep leaning back in the chair, snoring loudly with his mouth wide open.
Mad Dog frowned, showing a look of disgust, and reached into his arms as if he was going to commit a crime. At this time, a man walked into the meeting room, and everyone looked at him. Xiong Lao San sat up with a start, showing a simple smile on his face and called out, "Boss."
This was a middle-aged man with extraordinary demeanor. While Wang Chen was looking at him, he was also looking at Wang Chen. Their eyes met, the middle-aged man smiled, and then looked away.
The middle-aged man was tall and looked kind, yet very dignified. Needless to say, this was the boss .
"Okay, let's have a meeting."
Huang He's voice is deep and magnetic.
Wang Chen lowered his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes, then he loosened his crossed hands and looked at Huang He indifferently.
In just a short period of time, he had sorted out all the information he had obtained several times and simulated countless possibilities for possible questions.
He was very calm and determined to conceal his identity and then find an opportunity to escape.
The main reason was that he couldn't beat any of the five people sitting next to him.
Huang He put on a amiable smile , looked around at everyone and said calmly: "Regarding the matter of the Shadow Hall, after the joint publicity of several major sects, I believe everyone is already very clear about it."
"What a powerful trick. He goes straight to the point and brings up the matter of Shadow Hall, pretending to express his trust in me?" This sentence did not surprise Wang Chen. He carefully pondered the hidden meaning of Huang He's words in his heart.
Huang He paused, his face darkened as he said, "The brothers of Shadow Hall were in a dangerous place, playing tricks on the enemy, and made great contributions to the entire gang alliance. Even we have benefited a lot. Although we have disbanded now, we must not treat them unfairly in any case."
Wang Chen was shocked. "Huang He is quite smart. He first mentioned Shadow's contribution to the gang alliance and said that Xin Ji would not treat Shadow unfairly. He won people's hearts without saying that I am Shadow. Then he took advantage of the situation and asked the fatal question of 'Who am I?' and 'Am I Shadow?' It was quite clever. But it was still expected."
Huang He naturally didn't know what Wang Chen was thinking, so he continued to talk:
"A few days ago, we received a notice from the General Union of the Gang Alliance, stating that all gangs have the obligation to properly place and handle professional shadows, and we just happen to have the honor of welcoming a professional shadow. I am very happy. This is an honor for our Jiangnan Gang, so I asked Lao San to pick him up. Lao San really lived up to the trust and successfully picked him up."
Wang Chen was secretly on guard, but his face remained calm: "Here they are. The next step is definitely to verify my identity."
"We must follow the instructions of the alliance to the letter, so I plan to let Shadow go to the Qinghuwan branch to gain some experience and get familiar with the affairs of the gang, and then bring him back to be a senior executive. Do you have any objections?"
The six Jiangnan Clan leaders looked at each other, exchanged strange looks, and nodded in unison, "Agree."
Wang Chen was stunned and almost thought he had heard it wrong.
"So smooth? My preparations were totally useless?"
He felt as if the teacher said, "I know the answer to this question, please let me answer it." But in the end, the teacher said, "I know none of you know the answer," and then gave the answer.
Just as he was stunned, Huang He turned around and looked at him kindly:
"We have special identities. To avoid bringing harm to our families, our real names are personal secrets. Now tell us your nickname."
Wang Chen was stunned, and turned his head to meet Huang He's gaze in disbelief.
"You don't even confirm my identity? You don't even ask who I am? You trust me so much? And you want me to make up a name?"
Wang Chen was confused and puzzled. His mind was filled with question marks and he even wanted to pull his hair out. He had a question in his mind: "Is this a gang or a church?"
Huang He saw that he was silent, his eyes were full of confusion, and he explained: "You can't still call me Shadow, right? This nickname is a general term. It's better to change it. For example, my nickname is Huang He, and his is Vulture, and there are also Mountain Bear and Mad Dog..."
"Oh, that's it. That sounds interesting..."
Just like a male cultivator named Hua Hudie always gives people a feeling of disgust that makes people want to slap him to death, the importance of nicknames to cultivators in the cultivation world is self-evident. What's more, in the cultivation world, a master may not be recognized by his real name, but he may be admired by everyone if he says his nickname. To some extent, the nickname can even replace the original name.
Wang Chen became interested.
The nickname couldn't be ordinary, but he didn't seem to be good at coming up with nicknames.
While thinking hard, Vulture suddenly interrupted:
"Wait, there is no order without rules. As for the code names of shadows, I think we can arrange them according to seniority."
Wang Chen was stunned, but Vulture continued to talk to himself, while taking out a yellowed booklet and flipping through it:
"Oh, according to the clan genealogy, Yingzi should be from the chicken generation."
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"Chicken generation?!"
"What kind of generation is this? Is it the twelve zodiac signs?"
Wang Chen was stunned, and then his heart was shocked.
"The alliance means that Shadow is a person who is above the gang members. After his career change, his status is slightly lower than that of the senior management. We have a total of 6 senior management members. So, he is the seventh in command of the gang. Why not call him Ji Qi or Qi Ji?"
The Yin Monkey clapped his hands in praise.
Chicken...seven...? ?
Wang Chen was completely speechless as he watched Xiong Lao San nod his head. “What kind of nickname is that? Why should I add a number to all of you vultures and mad dogs?!”
He was about to object, but Huang He smiled and said, "No."
Wang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought, "Finally, there is someone who understands."
Huang He's expression gradually became serious:
"Don't forget, we once had an old man, even though he is dead, he will always live in our hearts."
"Although this Old Seven in front of us is currently ranked seventh in our sect, his actual ranking is Old Eight."
After going around in circles, it took several people a long time to react.
After a while, Xiong Lao San slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, yes, yes, according to this generation..."
"Old Seven, you can call me Ji Yi Ba."
"!!"
Wang Chen had reacted long ago, his eyes suddenly widened. After being tempered by Xiao Yao, he thought that he had built up an absolute defense and an unbreakable mental barrier, but it suddenly turned into dust.
If he really had this terrible nickname, would the void still be broken? How would history be written?
On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, who shattered the void? And who did the void shatter?
He stood up and was about to lose his temper, but Xiong Laosan's hand, as big as a palm leaf fan, held his shoulder.
The scene suddenly fell silent.
"I think so."
After weighing the fighting power of both sides, his face twitched, and he said the first sentence with a look of despair: "Please, definitely, absolutely give such a prestigious nickname to other people. I absolutely cannot bear it."
"No way, brother, you have made great contributions to the gang, and only you deserve this nickname." Huang He smiled and said approvingly.
"If anyone dares to object, I, Xiong Lao San, will skin him alive!"
Xiong Laosan looked righteous, full of anger and ferocious, as if anyone who opposed him would be killed on the spot.
"Then how about I be the ninth one? I don't mind leaving the eighth one to someone else."
"We can't mess up the order of generations."
"I will kill you sooner or later to silence you." Wang Chen complained in his heart.
