Transmigration begins with archery training

After inquiring, Chen Sanshi learned that he lived very close to Xu Bin, only about a five-minute walk away.

He knocked on the door and identified himself. A short while later, a young woman opened the door.

Chen Sanshi noticed the other person's slightly protruding belly: "Is this Xu Bin's house?"

"Yes."

The woman quickly called the person out.

Xu Bin, bearing the handprint on his face, came out and awkwardly greeted, "Officer Chen, Officer Chen."

I remember not long ago, he even asked the other party to address him by his title.

It hasn't been long, and we're already in the same position.

“I don’t really consider myself an official. Just call me Stone or by my name.”

Chen Sanshi smiled and took out a slip of paper from his sleeve: "Here, take this back."

"This is……"

Xu Bin noticed that the note was from the armory and remembered that he had indeed lent out a bow and arrow before.

"What are you all standing there for? Apologize to Little Stone!"

Old Xu rushed out and kicked Xu Bin in the butt.

Xu Bin's face immediately turned red.

He never gave gifts or flattered anyone in the army; he always proved himself through hard work.

"Binzi, hurry up!"

Old Xu was so anxious he jumped up and down: "Without Shi Tou's help, we've offended Commander Wang, and my whole family might not even be able to eat in the future!"

"I……"

Xu Bin felt his face burning, but looking at his wife's protruding belly, he finally relented: "Officer Chen, I..."

"I already said, there's no need to call him the flag officer."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Sanshi interrupted him: "From now on, we'll address each other by our rank in the military. There's no need to be so particular about it at home. If you don't mind, I'd still like to call you Brother Bin."

"What?"

Xu Bin doubted he had misheard: "You're not resentful towards me?"

Why complain?

Chen Sanshi was unfazed.

If he hadn't borrowed the heavy bow, he wouldn't have gained the favor of the centurions so easily, and he certainly wouldn't have been able to cultivate his qi and blood so quickly.

Admittedly, Xu Bin's attitude may not have been very good.

But once you've helped, you've helped.

They could have easily refused to lend it to them.

"That Commander Wang is a bit..."

Chen Sanshi had no good opinion of Wang Zhi's character: "Anyway, I'll talk to him. It's nothing."

"That's right, I knew Little Stone was kind-hearted, how could he not help you?"

Old Xu said, "Aren't you going to thank them quickly?"

Xu Bin stared at the boy.

In this world, it's already a good thing if you don't repay kindness with enmity.

There are actually people who are willing to put aside past grievances and even call him "brother"?

Moreover, for him, it was really just a small favor.

How could he possibly bear this?

For some reason, when Xu Bin looked at Chen Sanshi again, he began to feel that there was an inexplicable aura about him that made him admire him.

The word "admire" isn't quite accurate, but he couldn't think of a more fitting description for the time being.

After holding back for a long time, Xu Bin finally clasped his hands in a fist and said, "From now on, whatever you need, just do as I say!"

Chen Sanshi laughed and said, "You flatter me. However, I do have a favor to ask of you."

"I would like to ask Brother Bin to practice his marksmanship with me when he is not busy."

I benefited greatly from our last exchange.

"On call."

Xu Bin readily agreed: "However, I really can't accept this."

He handed the note back.

"I have enough knife. If you insist on giving it to me, it means you still resent me."

"it is good."

Chen Sanshi did not refuse again.

"Little Stone, don't go, let's eat together!"

Old Xu wouldn't let them leave no matter what.

At noon, Chen Sanshi and Gu Xinlan both stayed for lunch.

Lan Jie'er and Xu Bin's wife, Tong Shi, knew each other. Since they both liked needlework, they had a lot in common and got along very well. They even agreed to keep each other company in the future.

"Om-"

Halfway through the meal, the assembly call sounded in the military camp.

"Father, we have to go."

Xu Bin hurriedly donned his armor and grabbed his sword: "Shi Tou, quick!"

"What's going on?"

Chen Sanshi looked up at the sky and saw no smoke signals, indicating that no enemy was attacking.

Upon arriving at the military camp, they encountered the commander, whose face was filled with anger.

Xiang Tingchun publicly ordered that, starting immediately, half of the personnel in the Thousand Households Office should search Poyang City every day to find followers of the Witch God Cult, including martial arts schools. They should be thoroughly searched, and anyone found should be punished for treason.

What is the Witch God Cult?

Why are they even investigating martial arts schools? Didn't they cooperate in eliminating barbarian assassins before?

"I am not sure as well."

Xiong Baihu asked in bewilderment, "All I know is that yesterday, Commander Qianhu and Luo Dongquan went to Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy together. When they came back, they were furious, saying that they were all parasites of the court and that they should be taught a lesson."

"Is the commander planning to make the officials in the county bleed a little?"

Liu Baihu stroked his chin: "Isn't he afraid of the people above him?"

The Great Sheng Dynasty was severely in debt; even the lowest-ranking officers and soldiers knew this.

In earlier years, the garrison often owed wages.

On the contrary, the martial arts schools and local gentry were rolling in money.

The money in the hands of these centurions was nothing more than a scrap of leftovers from the masters' teeth; to put it nicely, it was a bribe; to put it bluntly, it was used to send beggars away.

It would be a good thing to be able to get some money out of the martial arts school.

But the problem is.

If it were that simple, the imperial court wouldn't be facing such difficulties.

Many of the martial arts schools and local gentry were retired officials from the central government, and some were even the property of high-ranking officials. Who could afford to touch them?

On the surface, their thousand-household office was the most powerful.

In reality, which martial arts school doesn't know people from the prefecture or state?

They couldn't quite understand Xiang Tingchun's actions.

"Unless, Xiang Tingchun has something on them."

Chen Sanshi thought to himself, but didn't say it aloud.

He was right.

This group of people were secretly searching for magical treasures without the imperial court's knowledge.

Xiang Tingchun planned to use this incident to blackmail the martial arts school, but it seems the negotiations have fallen through.

"set off!"

Five centurions, leading more than four hundred soldiers, left the military camp in a grand procession.

Chen Sanshi and his men were among them.

Wang Zhi was not present; they were led by two captains.

One's surname is Miao, and the other's surname is Fang.

"Mr. Fang Qi."

Chen Sanshi asked, "Weren't they barbarian assassins before? How did they turn into the Witch God Cult?"

General Fang shook his head: "The masked men who suddenly appeared and rescued the assassin that night were said to be from the Witch God Cult. They seem to be very powerful evil spirits. I don't know anything else."

"I know that, I know that!"

Xu Wencai raised his hand high and chased after him.

"Mr. Xu knows?"

Chen Sanshi said, "Please speak."

"Cough cough!"

Xu Wencai cleared his throat and solemnly said, "This Witch God Sect is a religion that originated from the barbarians. It has a history of two hundred years, but it declined a long time ago."

"Until the last decade, they suddenly became active again and even supported the Yuwen tribe to annex the three tribes of the grassland in one fell swoop, transforming from a small tribe into one of the four hegemons. In recent years, the barbarians that have invaded the border of Dasheng have been mainly from the Yuwen tribe, while the other three hegemons have mostly been in a wait-and-see state."

"Heh, you know quite a lot!"

Zhu Tong asked skeptically, "You didn't make this up, did you?"

"Pooh!"

Xu Wencai said proudly, "In my younger years, I traveled all over the country. Did you think I traveled for nothing?"

“No wonder you weren’t home when your father died a few years ago!” Zhu Tong blurted out.

Xu Wencai's face darkened, and he fell silent.

"The Witch God Cult, the Yuwen Tribe, the border regions, celestial treasures..."

Putting it all together, Chen Sanshi realized that it seemed to be a very important matter.

After the five hundred soldiers entered the city, they began searching house to house.

However, I haven't checked the four major martial arts schools or the top-tier martial arts schools yet; I've mostly searched for small and second-rate martial arts schools.

Xiang Tingchun is making an example of someone.

They searched the city until dusk before leaving, without any conflict in between, but this was just the beginning.

Having wasted an afternoon, Chen Sanshi returned to the Thousand Households Office and went straight to the armory, intending to exchange the weapon strips for a bowl of blood-nourishing soup.