Chapter Fourteen: Danger

  Xia Lin walked shoulder to shoulder with Song Jian on his left, her eyes slanting towards Song Jian, pouting and asking: "Uncle, how do you know that Zhou Tong?"

  "Is her name Zhou Tong? I just found out. A few days ago, I was out and about when I happened to run into her being robbed by some bad people, so I shouted loudly and scared them off. That's how we met." Song Jian explained.

  Two people walked out of Soochow University's east gate side by side, and just outside the gate was Song Jian's private car, a powerful Passat.

  "Dada dada dada..."

  A flurry of footsteps came over.

  Xia Lin looked around curiously and saw a dozen or so tall boys surrounding her and Song Jian, running towards them.

  Xia Lin was startled. This is the school gate, and it's broad daylight. What are these guys up to? Are they going to rob or abduct someone?

  "Ah, Ma Bi's son, last time you ruined my good deed and I haven't been able to catch up with you. Today, you're too blind, you've run into my hands! Brothers, take care of him." The boy who spoke was Li Jian, he didn't waste any words, pointed at Song Jian's nose and scolded him a couple of times, then waved his hand to signal the others, and he himself kicked Song Jian first.

  Song Jian pushed Xia Lin.

  The boys around didn't make things difficult for Xia Lin, one of them suddenly pulled Xia Lin out of the crowd, he himself raised his fist and waved at Song Jian.

  Although these people had their faces covered, Song Jian knew they must be Li Jian's gang.

  For this kind of university scum, Song Jian didn't have any courtesy either.

  Li Jian's leg kicked over, Song Jian saw clearly, his hands suddenly grasped Li Jian's ankle, his body slightly tilted backwards, releasing the force, then using the power of his legs pushing against the ground, Song Jian's hands suddenly turned and pushed, "Whoosh", the tall Li Jian was thrown out of the crowd by Song Jian in an instant, falling to the ground.

  The rest of the dozen or so people were slightly stunned, Song Jian seized the opportunity, his body suddenly moved forward, and his right fist hit one of the boys' ribcage at the gate point, that boy felt a sudden tightness in his chest, followed by intense pain from the sole of his foot to his abdomen.

  "Owwww... Owwww..." The boy covered his stomach and started yelling.

  Song Jian kicked again and kicked another boy's crotch heavily.

  "Ahhh..."

  A mournful howl-like cry suddenly rang out.

  Upon hearing this mournful cry, the surrounding "masked men" were all startled and intimidated.

  Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Jian quickly broke away from the encirclement and cast a subtle glance at Xia Lin, signaling her to get into the car.

  Xia Lin, however, was staring blankly at Song Jian, she didn't expect that Song Jian would knock down three people in an instant, and he alone, would intimidate a dozen or so tall and sturdy young men.

  "Who else dares to try?" Song Jian's eyes gleamed with a cold light as he glared at the young man in front of him.

  "Damn it! Come on! Afraid of a ghost? He's just one person!" Li Jian, who was on the ground, covered his ankle and shouted loudly.

  Song Jian sneered and said, "One of me can take down a hundred of you."

  As he spoke, Song Jian suddenly rushed to Li Jian's side and kicked him in the stomach.

  With a "bang", Li Jian's body slid out onto the bluestone floor.

  Song Jian patted his clothes, then opened the car door with a flourish and drove away with Xia Lin.

  Ten young men still standing on the ground stared blankly at Song Jian, one of whom said, "My grass, is this the Tai Chi master?"

  Another one said: "It must be, didn't you see that first move, he twisted and turned, and threw our captain like a dead dog?"

  "Ah! Captain, I don't know how the captain is doing?"

  The crowd finally thought of Li Jian, who had been beaten up, and rushed over to surround him, leaving behind the poor devil who was holding his crotch and wailing in pain.

  At the entrance of Soochow University, more than 100 meters away, a middle-aged man wearing sportswear and carrying a tennis racket walked casually.

  After seeing Song Jian leave, the middle-aged man took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

  "Hey, Leopard Brother, I've spotted the target." said the middle-aged man in sportswear with a slight smile.

  "How is it?" The voice across from him was calm and icy.

  "I think we've all been cheated by him, he's not a drug addict at all. I see that he's very healthy and can even do some kung fu." The middle-aged man swung the tennis racket in his hand, made a phone call, and straddled a motorcycle.

  "Huh?" The Leopard Brother on the other end of the phone fell silent. "Are you sure it was that kid from the Song family?"

  "Absolutely certain."

  "Will you practice kung fu? How is your kung fu?" asked Brother Leopard.

  "Haha, it's quite like that. However, they're just a bunch of fancy moves, I can take down three of them by myself." The middle-aged man in sportswear said disdainfully as he straddled his motorcycle.

  "Alright, get it done as soon as possible. Remember, don't leave any loose ends, the Song family still has some connections, be careful they don't catch our weakness." After finishing speaking, Leopard hung up the phone.

  "Hey, it's just a small business." The middle-aged man in sportswear hung up the phone and swung his tennis racket with a "clang", accurately landing it into a trash can 40 meters away.

  "Vroom!" The motorcycle sped away on one wheel, flying off into the distance.

  Above Passat, Song Jian's face was somewhat gloomy, and a sense of danger surged towards him.

  Xia Lin tilted her head and stared at Song Jian, "Uncle, can you still do martial arts?"

  "I know a little." Song Jian said.

  Xia Lin seemed to notice that Song Jian was a bit abnormal, so she leaned in and said, "Uncle, you don't have to be afraid. Those people are just some students. You've taught them a lesson this time, and they'll definitely be scared."

  Song Jian nodded slightly towards Xia Lin and continued driving, circling around before finally returning home to Jinxiu's house.

  Song Jian knew that the danger he felt was not coming from Li Jian and his men. His own danger came from another direction.

  "Alas, my strength is still too weak, and I'm not proficient enough in the Wuji Qigong. If those students weren't afraid of danger and rushed at me all at once, I wouldn't have been able to escape." Song Jian thought anxiously, although the Wuji Qigong was ingenious, he had only practiced it for a little over a month, which was far from enough time to significantly increase his strength or transform his body.

  Originally, Song Jian didn't pay much attention to it. After quietly resolving Ma Teng, Song Jian felt that he was already quite far from danger, so he just kept a low profile and didn't care about his own martial arts.

  But today, when Song Jian faced those students, he felt a chill on his back, like being stared at by a poisonous snake. This feeling was the intuition brought about by Song Jian's cultivation of Wuji Health Qigong, and Song Jian trusted this intuition very much.

  "It can't be delayed any longer," Song Jian made up his mind, "I must find the medicinal materials as soon as possible to refine the Brain Washing Pill and the Bone Tempering Pill."

  Xī máo dān and duàn gǔ dān are both recorded in the third volume of "Shàng Gǔ Zhēn Rén Shū". These elixirs do not enable one to ascend to immortality, but rather have the effect of thoroughly stirring up the potential within the human body.

  The current popular "Huangdi Neijing" records the deeds of the ancient true immortals. The title of the first volume of "Huangdi Neijing" is "Ancient Heaven and Earth Theory". There is a sentence that says, "I heard that in ancient times there were true immortals who held up heaven and earth, grasped yin and yang, breathed in essence, stood alone to guard their spirits, and had muscles like one. Therefore, they could live as long as heaven and earth, without end." There is also a saying that "In the past, during the time of Huangdi, people were born with spiritual intelligence, weak but able to speak, young but able to understand, grown up but not yet wise, and when they grew old, they ascended to heaven". These sayings seem like mere fabrications by the original writers in the eyes of modern people. After all, society has developed, and now people's lifespan is only around 70 or 80 years old. How could ancient people live for hundreds of years when they couldn't even eat their fill or wear warm clothes?

  However, Song Jian understood that these words were not the author of Huangdi Neijing exaggerating, but because the cultivation methods of the ancient people had long been lost.

  The "Shanggu Zhiren Shu" is indeed a product of people from that era.

  The Songjian's refined Washing Marrow Pill and Tempering Bone Pill have a very significant effect. The Washing Marrow Pill can make people's blood vessels unobstructed, muscles and internal organs plump, so that all diseases are not born, and the body is light as a swallow. As for the Tempering Bone Pill, it can make people's bones and flesh solid, with great strength like an ox.

  In those years, Song Jian had secretly refined a Bone Tempering Pill and gave it to a child named Yue Fei. Now, from history books, Song Jian only knew that this Yue Fei became a famous general with great prestige, a loyal hero who reported his country, but no one knew that Yue Fei's bravery was necessarily related to the fact that he had taken the Bone Tempering Pill.

  If he could refine the Washing Marrow Pill and the Tempering Bone Pill, Song Jian would be able to transform his body in a short period of time, greatly increasing his strength. At that time, even if faced with the greatest danger, he would be able to cope with it.

  Song Jian understood this and secretly made up his mind. He immediately returned to his room, went on Baidu, and inquired about the situation of various materials needed.

  "Uncle, can you teach me martial arts?" Xia Lin wore a pair of bamboo sandals and ran to Song Jian's bedroom door, knocking on it with a "bang bang bang".

  "No time, if you want to learn, get up early tomorrow morning and practice boxing with me." Song Jian directly refused.

  "Hmm!"

  Xia Lin pouted at the door and then ran to the living room sofa to watch TV.

  "It's okay, the 108 herbs needed for the hair wash are still available," Song Jian said with a sigh of relief as he looked at the information on Baidu. "Although some of them are quite rare, they should all be obtainable, it's just that processing them will be a bit troublesome. However, this hundred-year-old Huai Shan medicine and the human-shaped Hei Wuu are going to be a bit difficult, first because they're hard to find, and secondly, even if we do find them, I estimate it'll take a lot of money to buy them."

  Song Jian casually closed Baidu, his top priority now was to refine the Marrow Washing Pill. His body had been tortured by those poisonous powders and he lacked exercise since childhood, so he must rely on the Marrow Washing Pill to improve his physical strength and mental power in the future.

  "After lunch, I'll go to Tongrentang and see what kind of medicine they have," Song Jian thought to himself.