Water Margin: I am Zhu Biao

"It's a person!"

After a few moments of contemplation, Zhu Biao replied.

His voice was soft, but his tone was incredibly firm. At the same time, he quietly activated the mechanism of his hidden arrow.

Snow Maitreya is a widely circulated demon. Legend has it that it is covered in white hair, possesses immense strength, and appears only in snowy mountains or after snowfall, where it devours human brains.

But Zhu Biao didn't believe it.

The muffled thud I just heard was clearly the sound of a blunt object like a hammer or axe hitting the ground. Does Xue Mile possibly use weapons?

He even seriously suspected that this thing didn't exist at all, but was fabricated to excuse the heinous crime of murder for money.

Nothing in the world is more wicked than the human heart!

The foot massage parlor that Zhu Biao and his group had booked was located in the middle, with two or three shops on each side, but they were not very close to each other.

These "Snow Maitreya" were very cautious and walked very slowly, taking about half a cup of tea before they gradually gathered at the fence of the foot shop.

What a load of rubbish! It's clearly someone wearing a white hooded cloak.

At a glance, there were about seventeen or eighteen people, men and women, young and old. Judging from the scene, almost everyone from all the nearby shops had come.

"Blind Zhou, quickly bring the kerosene, let's all share it."

In the crowd, a burly man lowered his voice.

"Ah, ah."

Zhou the Blind was a short, stocky man. Upon hearing this, he immediately responded and came over carrying a heavy wooden bucket.

"Mountain Wolf, what are you doing with the kerosene?"

Another tall, thin man jumped out and hurriedly grabbed Zhou the Blind.

Zhu Biao recognized the man; he was the owner of the foot-feeding shop.

"What did you say you wanted to do?"

"The fat man nicknamed Mountain Wolf snarled."

"Those guys have bows and guns, they look like they're skilled in martial arts. If we don't burn them alive, are we supposed to risk our lives to save them?"

chap!

Just then, Zhu Biao heard a barely perceptible sound of a knife being drawn.

He suddenly turned his head and saw Liang Siqi pull out a gleaming short sword from her sleeve.

The gleaming blade reflected her face, twisted with rage, and her eyes, sharpened by the sword's edge. This girl wanted to kill!

Zhu Biao was somewhat taken aback, a sense of absurdity rising in his heart.

The fake daughter of the eunuch Liang Shicheng actually has a sense of justice to punish evil and promote justice.

However, with her chopsticks resembling short swords, even if someone stood still and let her stab them, she probably wouldn't be able to kill them in a long time.

Damn it! Is this some kind of game?

Meanwhile, the disputes among the "Snow Maitreya" continued.

The mountain wolf is not only the most robust in size, but also the most intelligent.

"Those guys had at least several hundred taels of silver on them, along with seven or eight horses, two mules, and those two young women were both stunning beauties."

"Old Sun, if we burn down your shop, I'll give you an extra share of the silver, and I'll give you a share of mine too."

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper was clearly tempted.

"Alright then, but I want the smaller one. She's a bit skinny, but she's still a virgin."

Upon hearing this, Liang Siqi could no longer contain herself.

She was about to lift the straw mat when Zhu Biao's iron-like hands firmly pressed her down.

"Don't rush, the time isn't right yet. Rest assured, none of these beasts will survive."

A steady voice, mixed with a hot breath, entered Liang Siqi's ear, and she felt a shiver run through her body, even her anger subsided.

As they spoke, the "Snow Maitreya"s tiptoed into the backyard of the inn and made their way to the guest rooms where Zhu Biao and his group were staying.

"Ouch!"

Walking at the front, Zhou the Blind Man, who was carrying a kerosene barrel, suddenly screamed and jumped up, but lost his footing and fell backward.

Clang!

He flung the oil drum away, and it crashed heavily to the ground.

"You son of a bitch! Zhou the Blind!"

The mountain wolf had barely begun to curse when someone let out a wail.

"Ah! There are nails on the ground!"

"Retreat immediately!"

The formation of "Snow Maitreya" immediately fell into chaos. Mountain Wolf, however, was quick to react. He grabbed Zhou the Blind Man next to him and ran out of the courtyard.

shhhhhh!

Just then, a fierce roar erupted.

Zhu Biao suddenly threw off the straw mat, knelt on one knee on the roof of the stable, and calmly fired six iron arrows one by one.

puff!

The mountain wolf was the first one he called out. Instantly, an iron arrow pierced through his back. His body stiffened, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

Three breaths later, after emptying his two sleeve arrows and shooting down five "Snow Maitreya", Zhu Biao drew his sword and leaped down.

"Stay put!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already landed on the ground, casually splitting the neck of one of the "Snow Maitreya" figures, and then, in a ghostly flash, disemboweled another person.

These "Snow Maitreya" were not even bandits, and they didn't know any martial arts. Zhu Biao, alone with his sword, was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

However, Liang Siqi did not listen to him.

"Go to hell!"

She jumped down immediately, and before she could even stand up, she roared, raised her short sword, and sprinted towards the nearest "Snow Maitreya".

puff!

Her short sword was incredibly sharp, slicing through several layers of clothing without any obstruction, and smoothly cutting through flesh and blood, the tip of the sword emerging from her back.

This little vixen doesn't have any special skills or moves; she just relies on speed.

His sword was fast, his hands were fast, and his attacks were ruthless, like a mad, crazed wild dog.

Puff puff!

In the blink of an eye, she pierced seven or eight transparent bloody holes in the "Snow Maitreya" body, and it was clear that he was going to die.

"You son of a bitch!"

At this moment, the guest room door was pushed open forcefully, and Zhu Wu, Su Fang, and Pang Qiutang rushed out almost simultaneously, brandishing their knives.

"what!"

At the same time, the man who had been nearly riddled with holes by Liang Siqi suddenly let out a roar that sounded inhuman.

He mustered his last bit of strength, grabbed Liang Siqi, and pushed her toward the open well.

In the dead of winter, the ground below the well is frozen solid, almost indistinguishable from the rocky ground. Falling from a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters) would mean certain death!

Liang Siqi was small and weak, and no matter how much she struggled, she could not resist. She could only retreat helplessly, watching the well opening get closer and closer to her.

"I never imagined I'd die here, and with such a filthy thing."

When she was less than ten feet from the well opening, she was already in despair and even closed her eyes.

Bang!

Just then, a figure suddenly flashed over and kicked "Snow Maitreya" in the back of the knee.

Pfft!

He lost his balance instantly and fell to the ground with Liang Siqi in his arms.

Swish!

The next instant, a cold glint flashed across his neck, and hot, sticky blood spurted out, smearing Liang Siqi's head and face.

At this moment, all the "Snow Maitreya" statues in the courtyard had been swept away and were lying on the ground. Zhu Wu and the others were finishing them off one by one.

"Incompetent yet showing off! Are you dead or not?"

Zhu Biao lifted his foot and turned over his body, then picked Liang Siqi up with one hand like a little chick. Without a word of comfort, he started cursing.

"Are you a pig? Can't you kill someone? If you can't break free, can't you at least fall down?"

"You, me~"

Liang Siqi had just escaped death, but now her face was covered in blood, she couldn't open her eyes, her mind was blank, and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Half an hour later.

Liang Siqi obediently curled up in the steaming hot bathtub, letting Ruyi pour ladle of warm water over her head.

"Aren't you Liang Shicheng's adopted daughter? And a fifth-rank lady-in-waiting bestowed by the imperial court? How come you have so many wounds on your body?"

The bloodstains on her head and face had been washed away. Ruyi looked at her back and asked tentatively.

Liang Siqi's back was shocking, crisscrossed with countless thin, dark red wounds, as dense as a fishing net.

"This is what the herdsman whips when he's herding the horses."

Liang Siqi wiped the water droplets from her face and said calmly.

"Let the horses go?"

Ruyi was taken aback. Although she had once fallen into prostitution, she had never suffered hardship or done any work.

"Heh~"

Liang Siqi turned her head and glanced at her, then laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Your husband didn't tell you that before Liang Shicheng found me, my name was Li Erniu."

She lowered her head, looking at the dark red water, and murmured:

"To survive, I herded horses, stole, begged for food, and even served girls in brothels."

"Do you know why I hate these snow Maitreyas so much?"

Ruyi frowned slightly, but remained silent, listening quietly to what she was saying.

"My biological father was killed by bandits. My stepfather was alright to me, but he also disappeared after going into the mountains."

"Sigh~"

Ruyi sighed softly.

"I didn't expect it, but you're also a person with a tragic fate."

"Sister Ruyi".

"Um?"

Liang Siqi suddenly raised her head, changing the subject:

"I pride myself on having seen all sorts of people, but I can't see through your husband."

"His skills are like those of a military family's son, his shrewdness is like that of an official's family, and his behavior is like that of a chivalrous hero and a secret agent."

"You're right, I can't see through my husband either."

Ruyi chuckled and replied, her words perfectly watertight. It would be difficult for that little fox, Liang Siqi, to get any information out of her.

"Young master, we've fed the wild wolves in the Taihang Mountains to their hearts' content these past two days."

About a mile from the inn, in a mountain hollow, Zhu Wu threw down a corpse and muttered while rubbing his back.

Just now, in the midst of the melee, he was hit by a hammer. Although the injury was not serious, it was still excruciatingly painful.

"Feed my ass, get back to work!"

Zhu Biao shouted impatiently.

"Do you know how many wolves live in the mountains? These few carcasses aren't even enough to fill a gap in their teeth. What if the smell of blood attracts a whole pack of wolves?"

"Awoo~"

Before he finished speaking, a loud wolf howl came from afar.