Taixi City, Jinhong Martial Arts Hall.
A steamed bun shop on Changqing Street.
Shen Xiu sat on the edge of the shop, close to the street, eating a dumpling on the plate.
The dumpling looked very thick and strange, but Shen Xiu ate it with gusto.
This is when Shen Xiu told Old Man Han, who was making the buns, what the dumplings looked like in his memory and how to make them, so Old Man Han made them properly.
Not to mention quite popular.
Although there is still a slight gap, it is not far from what he wants.
"Brother Shen, this is your bun."
Old Man Han took out a large, steaming, white bun from the back shop and placed it on Shen Xiu's table.
His eyes were filled with awe.
The fair-skinned young man in front of him often comes here. He knows his identity and is a disciple of Jinhong Martial Arts School.
Seven days have passed since the Red Fire Bandits were exterminated and they went down the mountain again.
But the shocking news that a group of disciples from the Jinhong Martial Arts School, together with the master of the school, Xi, had slaughtered the entire Chihuo Village who were frightened by the news, had spread throughout Taixi City.
This small town is not big.
So rumors spread very quickly.
Not to mention such extremely shocking news, the reputation of Jinhong Martial Arts School has once again reached a new height.
As for the fact that the master of the Jinhong Martial Arts Hall was killed by Li Daitao, the current deputy director Xiang Shou strictly guarded him and issued death orders to the disciples he saw that day.
After all, such a thing can be described as a hilarious joke to the outside world.
Although there is no airtight wall in the world, such things will sooner or later be known to the outside world.
But by then, I'm afraid no one will care about those things after this period of limelight.
But at least now, the reputation of Jinhong Martial Arts School is.
But it was so popular that the disciples of the Jinhong Martial Arts School also rose with the tide. Some even said that it was on par with the Yuanyang Gang in Shanglin City.
"How powerful do you think Shen Xiu is?"
"To be able to kill sixty people in the Red Fire Stronghold, one must at least be at the level of the Four Realms martial arts cultivator. After all, the leader of the Red Fire Bandits is also at the level of the Four Realms Guizang."
"I think it should be in the second or third realm. If Jinhong Martial Arts School has such a talented disciple, it would be so secretive. I think it is unlikely."
"Then how do you explain that he killed so many Red Fire Thieves?"
"Isn't it normal for such a genius to have extraordinary qualities? Didn't Shen Xiu say that he could fight an ox at the age of three and a tiger at the age of five..."
"You believe such rumors!"
"Oh, why don't you believe it? There used to be a child in Qiu Ming Temple who could speak eloquently and read Buddhist scriptures at the age of three..."
"My imagination is correct. After all, it's the bloody-handed Tu Chenxiu!"
…
"Wait a minute, what's going on with the bloody massacre!"
Eating dumplings, Shen Xiu sat next to him and listened to the neighbor discussing his own affairs. It was interesting at first.
It became more and more outrageous at the end. When I heard the last title, I couldn't help but speak.
"You don't even know about the Bloody Hand Massacre?"
The man who had carried him gave him a very contemptuous look and then said something.
"That Chen Xiu just slaughtered so many people in the Red Fire Stronghold. It is said that when he stepped out of the stronghold that day, his energy and blood shone for three thousand miles. The reputation of massacre with bloody hands has long been spread throughout the world!"
"Uh... this name doesn't sound very good, does it?"
"Hehe, you are just a martial artist. You know nothing. Do you understand what Uncle Shen is thinking? Uncle Shen likes this title very much!"
Chen Xiu actually wanted to say that he didn't like it.
At this time, a young disciple hurriedly ran in from the direction of the martial arts hall. He walked up to Shen Xiu, suddenly slowed down and said with a somewhat respectful expression.
"Senior Brother Shen Xiu, Master Yang is awake!"
"I'll be there right away."
When Shen Xiu heard this, his eyebrows suddenly stretched and he said to the martial arts disciple.
Then he picked up a few steamed buns on the plate with his hands, gnawed them, and followed the young man to the martial arts hall.
"That seemed to be a disciple from Jinhong Martial Arts School just now, right?"
"Yes!" The man next to him nodded.
"Then what did he call the boy who spoke just now?"
"Hmm... I remember, it seems to be called Shen Xiu..."
The man recalled the scene just now and said hesitantly.
"Jinhong Martial Arts School, Senior Brother Shen Xiu...fuck..."
The big man was dumbfounded for a moment.
While discussing, I didn't expect to meet the real owner.
Then thinking of Shen Xiu's terrifying reputation, the big man said with a somewhat painful expression, "Then I probably didn't say anything bad about him!"
"No no!"
The big man breathed a sigh of relief, but heard the next sound.
"But you seem to say that he knows nothing, and you also said that Uncle Shen naturally likes that title very much."
The big man froze in place, suddenly dumbfounded.
His little heart is also a little tight.
…
If there is any difference between before going to Chihuo Village and after.
I'm afraid that after Shen Xiu stepped out of the big house in Chihuo Village covered in blood, he would have undergone earth-shaking changes.
In the past, when he was in the Jinhong Martial Arts Hall, he always focused on practicing martial arts. Either he would be invisible all day long, either making money or practicing martial arts.
Therefore, even if his cultivation reaches the realm of bone-cutting in the third realm, there are very few disciples in the Jinhong Martial Arts Hall who have such a number one figure.
Only a handful of people know his name.
It was also the reason for imparting martial arts experience before.
But now, his name is already well known in the martial arts school. From teachers to disciples, no one does not know this person.
Therefore, not only was the disciple who came to speak with respect in his movements and words, but also after he stepped into the martial arts hall, all the disciples who were practicing martial arts around him also looked over, with incomparable fiery eyes. .
It was like seeing a naked courtesan in Chunxiang Tower.
Walking through the training ground and passing by the handyman area, a new handyman was giving a lecture.
"Does your senior brother Shen Xiu know about it? Does Bloody Hand Ren Tu know about it? Then the disciples in our martial arts hall are equal to each other in terms of strength, but do you know how he was born?"
There were a bunch of young faces in the field with hopeful eyes.
The new steward whetted his appetite, faced those blazing eyes, coughed and said immediately, "That's right! Senior Brother Shen Xiu also came from you servant disciples. You have to know that there is no stupidest person in this world. People only have the laziest geniuses!”
After Shen Xiulu passed by, the steward was still talking eloquently, while the disciple below had a firm gaze.
"Where's Manager Yu?"
Shen Xiu asked the disciple next to him.
"Senior Brother, I don't know anything. On the way home a few days ago, Steward Yu was hit on the back of the head with a stick and died immediately.
Because the alley was dark and no one passed by it at the time, I still know who did it..."
Chen Xiu was a little surprised, but he didn't find it surprising at all.
The two of them walked all the way to the owner's villa.
