The Fierce Shi Dun

In this era, there was no village-to-village road project yet.

The county road was full of potholes from heavy trucks.

Even the excellent shock absorption of the Mercedes-Benz S600 couldn't filter out the bumps.

Chen Xiao was shaken to his core.

Wang Li, however, looked calm. "Son, how much did you buy this car for? It's much more comfortable than your uncle's Xiali."

Chen Xiao thought, his broken, third-hand Xiali wasn't even worth two wheels of this car.

"It wasn't much, just make do with it."

If he had said over two million, he would definitely have been nagged endlessly.

It was fine on paved roads, but after leaving the county road, it was all dirt.

Not only were the bumps worse, but dust flew everywhere.

The brand-new Mercedes-Benz S600 no longer showed its original color; it was completely covered in gray.

Chen Xiao's car was fine in front, but Lei Yong and the other bodyguards' cars behind were completely eating dust.

The 30-kilometer journey took over 40 minutes before they finally reached their destination.

Returning to the village where he lived as a child, there was familiarity and also unfamiliarity.

More than anything, there were vague memories.

Only one section was particularly clear.

That was his best childhood friend—Shi Dun.

In his previous life, when he was at his wit's end and penniless, Shi Dun gave him all his money.

Later, due to the debt collectors' threats and harassment, Shi Dun, in a fit of rage, went alone to the opposing company and beat over 60 people into the hospital, resulting in a 5-year prison sentence.

These were things Chen Xiao could never forget.

However, at this time, Shi Dun was not in the village but in Half-Immortal Huang's Taoist temple on the back mountain.

"Mom, you go first, I'm going to find Shi Dun."

Wang Li knew about the two children's bond.

From a young age, Shi Dun always protected Chen Xiao, and he had fought countless times for him at school.

Shi Dun had no parents and regarded Wang Li and Chen Jianguo as his own, so Wang Li's feelings for him were almost like those for her own child.

"Alright, go ahead. Bring Shi Dun back to the county too. Staying in the mountains all the time will make him stupid."

"Got it."

Chen Xiao left after speaking.

Shi Dun was stubborn and seemed a bit simple-minded, but he understood everything in his heart.

Arriving at the foot of the back mountain, Chen Xiao saw a robust young man carrying a wild boar and moving as fast as lightning.

"Stop the car."

Chen Xiao got out of the car and shouted, "Shi Dun!"

Shi Dun turned his head, grinned, and said, "Chen Xiao, you're back."

"Yes, I'm back." Chen Xiao felt a little excited.

Shi Dun just grinned foolishly. In his eyes, there was only his childhood friend, completely ignoring the cars and people behind him.

"How's your master? Is he doing well?"

Shi Dun was a full one meter ninety-eight tall and weighed over a hundred kilograms. He didn't look fat but was exceptionally strong, even stronger than Lei Yong by two sizes.

He put down the wild boar, and with his large hands, like palm-leaf fans, he scratched the back of his head and said, "Master is doing very well. He said you're about to prosper and told me to follow you from now on."

Chen Xiao pouted. In his previous life, Half-Immortal Huang had said this countless times.

Every time he saw Chen Xiao, he would ramble on about becoming prosperous and wearing a yellow robe, yet Chen Xiao ended up barely making a living by delivering food.

"Don't listen to your master's nonsense; he never says anything accurate."

Shi Dun didn't argue; he was used to whatever Chen Xiao said being right.

Just like when they caused trouble as children, Chen Xiao would lie in front, and Shi Dun would echo him from behind.

He himself never lied, so adults trusted Shi Dun greatly.

But what the adults didn't realize was how many times Shi Dun had lied for Chen Xiao.

"Lei Yong, bring out the wine from the trunk."

"Yes, Boss."

Lei Yong carried out two boxes of Maotai, secretly surprised.

Because the simple and honest Shi Dun gave him a very dangerous feeling.

He felt like the person standing in front of him was a grinning giant earth bear, and if he dropped the smile, he would reveal the power to tear everything apart.

"You all can wait here. Shi Dun, let's go up the mountain."

"Yes, Boss."

Shi Dun nodded with a foolish grin, holding two boxes of Feitian Maotai with one hand and swinging the wild boar onto his shoulder with the other.

Chen Xiao was already used to it. Shi Dun had natural divine strength and had also learned a lot of martial arts from Half-Immortal Huang. Even with so many things, he walked the mountain path as if on flat ground.

Conversely, Chen Xiao, who exercised regularly, found it hard to keep up with his pace because he wasn't used to mountain paths.

Every so often, Shi Dun would stop and wait for him.

"Chen Xiao, my master said he wants to teach you martial arts."

Chen Xiao waved his hand, panting slightly, and said, "I don't have time to learn."

Shi Dun no longer tried to persuade him. He led Chen Xiao along the mountain path, which had no steps, and it took half an hour to climb to the mountain top platform.

It was still that dilapidated Taoist temple. At the entrance, there was an old Taoist priest, holding a wine pot in one hand and a tobacco pipe in the other.

"I calculated with my fingers, today there are distinguished guests arriving."

Chen Xiao couldn't be bothered with him; his greeting was the same every time.

"Banxian, didn't you say I'd become prosperous? I'm so down and out now I can barely eat."

Half-Immortal Huang opened his eyes angrily, "Impossible! You, young man, will wear a yellow robe and prosper; it's just a matter of time."

"......" Chen Xiao.

"I really don't want to deliver food anymore."

After Half-Immortal Huang finished his routine remarks, he ignored Chen Xiao. He agilely got up from the reclining chair and snatched the wine from Shi Dun's hand.

"What is this? Why didn't you get some loose white liquor?"

Chen Xiao was speechless. "Fine, just make do with it. I couldn't buy loose white liquor."

Half-Immortal Huang roughly tore open the cardboard box, pulled out a bottle, and complained, "Flashy! The bottle weighs as much as the liquor; what a waste. I think you're just stingy, unwilling to buy me more liquor, using glass to make up the weight."

Chen Xiao didn't explain. "Banxian, come down the mountain with me. I'll build you a magnificent Taoist temple."

Half-Immortal Huang had already opened the Feitian and took a swig, smacking his lips. "What is this? No kick to it. Next time, don't bring me any liquor below 65 proof."

"I'm serious, are you coming?" Chen Xiao asked again.

Half-Immortal Huang looked at the sea of clouds in the distance. "This is where dragon veins gather. I'm not going anywhere. I'll be buried here when I die, and I'll prosper in my next life."

Chen Xiao was speechless and very puzzled, not understanding what Half-Immortal Huang meant by 'prosper'.

This old man clearly had some abilities and yearned for prosperity, yet he always refused to come down the mountain.

"Alright, alright, you stay here then. This time I'm taking Shi Dun with me. I'll hire two nannies for you later."

Half-Immortal Huang turned his head and asked, "What are nannies?"

"Servants."

"Oh, no need for that. With that money, just buy me more 65-proof loose white liquor. Don't be so stingy with all these fancy bottles and jars."

"......" Chen Xiao.

The old man was stubborn. Chen Xiao remembered Chen Jianguo saying that when he was little, Banxian encountered a black bear on the mountain, and neither would give way. So he fought the adult black bear bare-handed.

In the end, he used the bear's paw to make wine...

And he tasted the sweetness, from then on, he couldn't stop, until later the state stipulated that bears became protected animals, only then was Half-Immortal Huang spared from his harmful influence...

But he was also a very good person. In the village down the mountain, if anyone had a minor illness or disaster and sought Banxian's help, he would gather some herbs from the mountain for them, and they would usually be cured immediately.

Afterward, if they gave him two catties of loose white liquor, Banxian's face would surely light up with joy.

Chen Xiao remembered several times he was sick as a child, and he was cured by Banxian's medicine.

After staying on the mountain for a while, it was a sparsely populated place with beautiful scenery.

Outside the Taoist temple, there was also a plot of farmland where some grains were grown, making them self-sufficient.

To put it another way, besides having nothing, it also had everything.

Chen Xiao secretly decided that when he returned, he would send people to improve Half-Immortal Huang's living environment.

Even though he was unwilling, Chen Xiao was someone who did things without asking for others' opinions.

"Banxian, I'm leaving. I'll send you a big gift in a few days."

Half-Immortal Huang lay on the chair, smoking his dry pipe, "Except for loose white liquor, whatever else you bring, I'll throw it down the mountain."

Chen Xiao thought, let's see if I deliver it faster or you throw it faster.

"Alright, I'm going."

"Wait a moment." Half-Immortal Huang said, then threw a tattered book to Chen Xiao. "I observe that you indulge too much and your body is depleted. Practice this when you have nothing to do. Remember, do not spread it, and return it to me after you've memorized it."

"......" Chen Xiao.