Beyond Fear, Zhang SAN

Is an immortal really exist?

Zhang San pulled out a book from under the broken leg of the table at home late at night. As the leg of the table was worn out, Zhang San had always been reluctant to replace it, so he had always kept the book pressed under the table.

Book name: Da Dao Tian Ge Jue (The Song of Great Dao).

I heard from my master that this is a family heirloom left by my grandmaster, it is a book of immortal art for cultivation!

But my grandmaster had tried to pawn it off at one point, after all his apprentices were really capable of eating too much. As a result, he was kicked out by the pawn shop owner.

Judging from the results of Zhang San's secretly practicing for twenty years, this so-called "Da Dao Tian Ge Jue" is simply nonsense and completely useless. The pawn shop owner back then made the right choice by kicking out my grandmaster.

Zhang San fiddled with the useless book in his hand and murmured: "Although the book is fake, immortals do exist. I have seen them before."

Although the immortal who beat the mob boss to death was not that 'immortal', Zhang San still regarded him as the idol he worshipped. That was why he had been practicing the fake immortal art like a fool for twenty years.

Sigh...

He sighed and put the fake immortal art back under the table leg, then went back to sleep.

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If Zhang San was not cautious enough when killing that scholar back then, making Zhang San feel that it was a stain in his steady killer career, then his fear of "fishermen" or "fishing industry practitioners" was definitely not a stain in Zhang San's opinion.

He was just afraid.

Who doesn't have some weaknesses?

Therefore, Zhang San believed that it belonged to one of his fears instead of stains accumulated over the years of his killer career.

However, as a killer, fear would make him lose jobs.

Losing jobs means less money.

This is immoral to the wallet.

Do not think it is ridiculous that someone pays to kill a "fishing industry practitioner" nowadays, and such things are very rare.

After all, Zhang San who had personally taken on a task related to a "beggar practitioner" was already speechless about this world. Nowadays even beggars can be paid to be killed, not to mention fishermen?

Speaking of which, why can't fishermen be murdered by someone hiring killer? Do you discriminate against fishermen?

So on this day, Zhang San came to the neighboring village, not for the fifty taels of reward after completing the task.

It seemed to be a task.

But in fact, it was his first step to overcome fear!

Over the years, he had given up on many fifty taels, but this time, with his sky-level lightness skill, he decided that this time... he would say "no" to himself!

I came here today not to prove how powerful my sky-level lightness skill and ground-level upper-level martial arts are, I just want to prove to myself that what I have lost before will be taken back by my own hands!

Overcome the fear, Zhang San!

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The neighboring village, a village that sounds like it is just next to yours, but in fact this village has no "neighboring" relationship with Xiaoyun County at all.

When Zhang San walked unsteadily on the muddy path in the neighboring village wearing a beggar's clothes with his head down, occasionally a few villagers walked by. Although they took a few more looks at this beggar, nowadays, which place would not have "beggar practitioners"?

Besides, this beggar had tattered clothes, lifeless eyes, and his legs looked dark and weak. He really looked like the most beggar-like beggar. No one would think that such a person would pose any threat when they saw him.

Therefore, although the villagers took a few more looks, no one cared about this beggar. Zhang San was very satisfied with this, which fully proved his acting skills.

Incidentally, for occupational safety, Zhang San had undergone covert training in opera troupes.

In Zhang San's own words, compared with him, even Dawu Country's number one 'Ming Lian', the actor with the nickname 'Little Fresh Meat', his acting skills are not even as good as dregs.

After all, 'Little Fresh Meat' only acted for money. It would be fine if he acted well, but if he failed, he still got paid without any pressure.

Although Zhang San also acted for money, failure of his "drama" would cost lives.

The difference is obvious!

Putting down the resentment in his heart and comforting himself at the same time, beggar Zhang San looked up and immediately found the target at the bridge head by the river.

Old Wang from the neighboring village!

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At the bridge head, Old Wang was collecting his fishing nets when he suddenly heard a plop behind him, so he curiously looked back.

A young beggar had collapsed at the bridge head.

"Oh my, whose family is this?"

Old Wang was quite a kind old man. He often gave excess fish to his neighbors at night after catching too many fish during the day. Now seeing a living person collapsed on the ground, although he was a beggar, Old Wang still hurried up to him quickly.

"Little buddy? Little buddy, what's wrong with you?"

The beggar on the ground did not respond. Old Wang helped the beggar up and found that this beggar had his eyes closed tightly, with cracked lips and wax yellow complexion.

In this turbulent world, such beggars are common nowadays. Although Old Wang was not a doctor, he could still see that this young man was estimated to have fled from the north and was possibly lacking water and food judging from his condition.

Old Wang hurriedly took out a water bag next to him and poured some on the beggar's face. Only then did the beggar react a little.

Seeing that it worked, Old Wang hurriedly placed the mouth of the water bag on the beggar's lips and said, "Come, young man, drink slowly. Are you feeling better now?"

The beggar drank gulpingly like an extremely thirsty person due to lack of water.

Cough cough...

Old Wang said anxiously, "Drink slowly, drink slowly young man, don't choke."

The beggar slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze was somewhat empty and blurred, perhaps because he had fainted.

The beggar looked at the old man who was holding him to drink water, and tears flowed down as he trembled and said, "Grandpa... Is it grandpa? You didn't die after all, that's so great, so great..."

The beggar's voice was so weak and haggard.

His words were so sad.

It is not an exaggeration to say that listeners are saddened and viewers shed tears.

As a kind old man, Old Wang already understood when he saw this. He guessed that this young man should have fled from the war in the north. After hearing that his family was lost in the war, he fled south to survive.