From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 81 The world's shackles trap my true self

The sky was gloomy as if it had been castrated.

The rain was sparse, like the blood flowing after castration, but no one put a handful of wood ash to stop the bleeding.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Gong Zihua quickly stopped in front of Meng Yuan, bowed to Xie Shen repeatedly, and said, "Master Xie, this time all the credit goes to you, we don't want anything."

After saying this, he pulled Meng Yuan out, but he couldn't move him.

"How many people in the world are suffering more than them? Can you save them?" Gong Zihua persuaded in a low voice.

"Brother Gong, do you remember that old monk? He told me that I was subject to the will of heaven and the karma, and that all kinds of shackles were binding me. I didn't agree. If I didn't accept the will of heaven and didn't accept the karma, how could there be shackles binding me? I can refuse the credit, and I can tolerate his bullying and humiliation. But if I retreated and avoided it this time, where would I retreat to next time? Where would I avoid it next time? Would I fight back after I have trained my skills? But the person is dead, and the demon in my heart has been planted."

Meng Yuan never moved. "In the past, I was just like this family of three. I could only struggle to survive. At that time, I had no sword, no money, and no power. I relied on the kindness of others to get to where I am today. Now that I have a sword, I can't just sit there and watch, right? So in my opinion, I should avoid the will of heaven and avoid the cause and effect. All kinds of shackles have trapped my true self. Others have helped me, so I will continue this cause and effect. When things happen, someone has to stand up."

He pushed Gong Zihua out and said, "Please send for Captain Zhang quickly. I can hold on as long as I can."

After hearing this, Gong Zihua was silent for two breaths and then whistled.

A magpie chirped in the sky, then flew away.

"Don't think that I am a crude warrior! You saved my life, how can I go alone? I also read the books of sages!" Gong Zihua drew his sword and said impatiently: "Damn it! Jie Shen! One word, do you want to let him go or not!"

Xie Shen seemed to be used to being arrogant and had never seen such a scene where he was refuted in person. He was stunned for a moment, forced a laugh, and said, "If I don't let go, what will you do?"

"Jie Shen, do you really think we are afraid of you? You are just a playboy, relying on the power of your father and brother, and others give you some face. Who do you think you are? Are you stronger in fists or sharper in swords?"

Gong Zihua was really mad. "There are too many of you. The people can't even bear a drought! Otherwise, why would our Demon Suppression Division go out to suppress demons and find Luojiao? Man-made disasters are worse than natural disasters! Fake demons come out from the mountains and eat people, while real demons hide in the rich and powerful families and eat people!"

He simply cursed all meat-eaters.

Meng Yuan did not expect that Gong Zihua, who was usually gentle and scholarly, would be so tough at this moment.

There was no need to say more. Meng Yuan drew his knife and stood side by side with Gong Zihua.

Xie Shen had a knife in his hand and was holding the woman in his arms, and the rest of his followers also drew their knives.

The two sides confronted each other, and the old man and the young man collapsed on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

It was raining outside and a cool breeze blew, bringing with it the aroma of stewed dog meat and the smell of blood.

The room was strangely quiet, as if no one was there.

Xie Shen frowned, holding the woman with one hand and holding the knife with the other. He finally stopped laughing, because he could truly feel the resentment and even murderous intent of the two people in front of him.

When the fight for credit was going on before, these two people said nothing and tacitly agreed.

But just for this insignificant woman, he drew his knife and became ruthless.

Xie Shen was a little confused.

"You two are both of the eighth rank, we have three of us and five of us are of the ninth rank." Xie Shen sneered.

As soon as Meng Yuan heard the other party start to show off his strength, he knew that the other party was scared.

The so-called nobles who were truly courageous would have gone out to make a career long ago. The rest were either incompetent or just pretending to be courageous, only daring to be ruthless to those who were weaker than them.

But as soon as the knife is shown, as soon as he is frightened and feels that his life is under real threat, his bloodiness is immediately gone.

Meng Yuan was a castrator, and he knew how to castrate such a person. As long as he showed the castration knife, the other party would immediately behave.

"You can try it!" Meng Yuan raised his knife slightly, with the remaining blood of the Bitch Ancestor still on it, and looked around at everyone, "I just chopped the Bitch Ancestor, I wonder if any of my friends would like to try the blade again?"

The followers became alert again after hearing this. Some of them saw Meng Yuan draw his sword, but some did not.

But the two eighth-rank retainers saw it, and they became more serious, just shaking their heads at Jie Shen. Jie Shen was already angry at the obstruction of these two people, and now seeing his subordinates persuading him, he couldn't help but get even more angry, and smiled at Meng Yuan strangely: "You want to save people, I will kill her first!"

Before Meng Yuan could say anything, Gong Zihua shouted, "Mr. Jie, we are not here to save her. We are just trying to do justice for the young couple and the old man. We are here to eliminate demons and monsters and protect the country and the people."

He gritted his teeth, his eyes already red, "Go ahead and kill, it all depends on whether you can get out alive."

Meng Yuan and Gong Zihua's knives were both pointed at Jie Shen, like castration knives.

Xie Shen was standing at the door of the inner room, which was obviously the innermost part, so he could not avoid the fight.

"What do you think this is? Why did it cause such a commotion?"

A fight was about to break out. A middle-aged attendant suddenly dropped his knife, raised his hand, and said with a smile: "We were fighting side by side just now, why are you holding up your knife now? Put it down, put it down, all of you!"

He first waved to the followers, who hesitated for a moment and then actually put it down.

Meng Yuan and Gong Zihua naturally would not take action, and the middle-aged man did not force them, but just moved closer to Jie Shen.

"We are all friends who have come here to kill monsters. There is no reason to hurt the harmony." The middle-aged attendant held down Jie Shen's knife and said kindly, "Second Master, look at how ugly this girl is. Can you really kill her? If this gets out, won't others laugh at you? When we return to the city, there will be countless beautiful ladies waiting for you!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged attendant pulled the woman out of Jie Shen's arms.

"Haha, there's no need for me to get angry with these two ignorant peasants!" Xie Shen really took advantage of the situation and let go of the woman.

"Who are you calling a bastard?" Gong Zihua's eyes were still red.

Meng Yuan quickly grabbed Gong Zihua, wondering how this scholar could not calm down once he got excited.

Xie Shen was stunned for a moment, and the middle-aged attendant quickly pushed him into the inner room.

"Alright, alright." The middle-aged attendant helped the young girl up, and then helped the young man and the old man up, and said with a smile: "We are here to kill monsters, how could we bully people? My young master is just joking with you."

He took out a silver ingot and stuffed it into the old man's hand, saying: "Now that there are no monsters causing trouble, you can use the money to repay the Qingmiao loan and live a good life. Your granddaughter and grandson-in-law are all blessed, and you are still blessed to come!"

The old man took the money and pulled his granddaughter to kowtow to the middle-aged man. But the young man was more knowledgeable and kowtowed to Meng Yuan and Gong Zihua.

Meng Yuan helped him up without saying a word.

"You two, the rain has stopped, why don't you leave?" the middle-aged attendant asked with a smile.

"Your Excellency will go ahead." Meng Yuan said.

"May I ask your name, sir?" The middle-aged attendant bowed.

"I don't dare to call you noble, my humble name is Meng Yuan." Meng Yuan responded with a bow.

The middle-aged attendant bowed again, took out Jie Shen, and rode away on horseback together with the rest of the attendants.

With his feet in the mud and blood, Xie Shen turned around to look at Meng Yuan and Gong Zihua, sneered, and seemed to say something.

"My benefactor." The young man knelt down again.

Meng Yuan helped him up and gave him a silver ingot, saying, "People's hearts are fickle. Take your family and leave here to make a living somewhere else."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then knelt down and kowtowed, then led his people away.

Summer is coming and the spring rain is soft.

"Brother Gong, Master Nie asked me to listen to you, but I led you to offend someone. I'm afraid there will be some explanation in the future. I was wrong." Meng Yuan bowed and said.

"Just treat me to a drink when you get back." Gong Zihua seemed to have broken free from his shackles and returned the greeting with a relaxed smile.

(End of this chapter)