From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

The people in the city were so oppressed by Huang Silang, yet they dared not rebel, because Huang Silang was ultimately just a "citizen" in Goose City, not a "bandit" in the mountains outside the city.

If people found out that he was colluding with "bandits"—

In their panic, they really rebelled against him!

After all, most of the people in the city had lost their dignity and were left with nothing but their lives.

Moreover, the wealthy and powerful people in the city certainly did not want to have Huang Silang above them, and they must have guessed the relationship of support and collusion between him and "Zhang Mazi" outside the city. However, due to the lack of evidence, their guesses were just that—guesses and should not be taken seriously.

The man who didn't dare to speak earlier did so because if he did, he would surely die if he saw Huang Silang.

But Jiang Liu proved with his actions that he was not the naive, inexperienced swordsman who was merely good at intimidating people with a gun.

Did not say.

You'll die even faster!

Therefore, the second person immediately spoke up in order to live a few more days.

"Ah, that's right."

Jiang Liu tucked the Mauser pistol into his waistband.

“Brother Jiang, the remaining two are the evidence to expose Huang Silang!” Lu Jin was overjoyed. He hadn’t expected to meet such “good people” who could pose a threat to Huang Silang as soon as he left the city.

How lucky!

"What evidence? You don't think Huang Silang would admit it, do you?"

Jiang Liu couldn't help but roll his eyes. "He could easily say that the three of them were spies planted in his household by bandits from outside the city!"

As I said before, even if he were caught red-handed chatting with bandits, he could still spread rumors in front of the common people, let alone just three servants.

Insignificant.

After saying that, Jiang Liu called the three of them and they headed northeast at 1:30.

"They really released the remaining two?"

Li Muxuan asked doubtfully, "They're no different from bandits! You're not the kind of person who's soft-hearted, are you?"

"One should be trustworthy."

At this point, Jiang Liu suddenly revealed a meaningful smile, "But it seems that only I said that I would release those who told the truth. My mission is different from yours, which came from the territory of the Sanyi Sect. You don't need to listen to me."

Jiang Liu's purpose was to go to Renjia Town to perform magic tricks for Master Ren's daughter who had returned from studying abroad, and to help Wang Yaozu find the feng shui master.

Lu Jin and Li Muxuan's goal was to escort Ren Jiating safely to Renjia Town.

Both sides had the same destination, but strictly speaking, they were not in a superior-subordinate relationship. Jiang Liu agreed to let them go, but Li Muxuan did not!

then--

Pounding!

After two shots, the remaining two men died at Li Muxuan's hands.

In the original novel, after joining the Quanxing Sect, Li Muxuan lived a muddled life, always looking for fun, but he would also feel confused and even guilty when someone died because of his fun.

Now that Li Muxuan has truly joined the Sanyi Sect and learned its skills, he has become decisive and ruthless.

His idea was very simple.

The world is already chaotic, so the evildoers who make it even more chaotic deserve to die, and there's absolutely no need to sympathize with them.

Thieves have elderly parents and young children to support, but ordinary people who live honest lives don't, right?

In this respect, Lu Jin is actually a little worse than Li Muxuan.

Perhaps it was because of their different backgrounds that Lu Jin was much more refined than Li Muxuan, and he was more willing to give the thief a chance to reform.

how to say?

Neither side is at fault.

The only fault lies with those who caused the world to become like this...

# Chapter 58 The Six-Fingered Monkey and Hong Fugui?

After traveling twenty miles, a village built on a cliff about one or two hundred meters high came into view in the river.

"That man was honest enough; he didn't lie to us."

Li Muxuan muttered to himself, then asked Jiang Liu, "Hey, what's the next step? Should we just charge in?"

"Are you out of your mind?"

Jiang Liu countered, “Those three of Huang Silang’s henchmen are all equipped with Mauser pistols and Type 38 rifles. The bandits they’ve been training must be even better equipped. If we just charge in, our supernatural abilities might hold them off for a while, but once our Qi is exhausted, we’ll be riddled with bullets.”

In fact.

They exhausted their vital energy and were riddled with holes...

This is only a theoretical possibility.

After all, the opponent was a group of bandits, not well-trained soldiers. If things went wrong, that is, if they saw them use their abilities to kill people from a distance and dozens of people died, they would be terrified and scatter and flee, rather than fight them to the death.

To fight them to the death is either an act of madness or an act of unwavering conviction.

However, charging head-on into the mountain stronghold would be an extremely unwise thing to do.

"What should I do?"

Li Muxuan was speechless for a moment, but he was not convinced.

"First, we need to determine exactly how many people are in the stronghold, where the weapons are usually kept, and where the food and supplies are stored."

Jiang Liu's idea was simple.

To catch the thief, first catch the king?

No.

This cannot be considered a bandit suppression operation; it is a military campaign!

The people opposite may appear to be bandits, but they should be treated as warlords.

The bandits existed in a way that was more like a disorganized mess, with a rather arbitrary internal system!

The other side, on the other hand, was a mountain stronghold with ample weaponry!

More importantly, this group of bandits was raised by Huang Silang. If "Zhang Mazi" dies, another "Mazi" might take his place and take charge of the situation.

If they were armed with melee weapons, he could have put up a fight, but unfortunately they had guns. If they were to fire in all directions, Jiang Liu wouldn't dare to show his face.

Therefore, it was necessary to determine their manpower, then seize most of their weapons and ammunition, and burn their supplies.

With ammunition and food exhausted, the bandits in the mountain stronghold were filled with panic. Even if they stormed in head-on, they would be able to defeat the overwhelming odds.

"Miss Ren, what's the furthest distance you can control the paper monkey?" Jiang Liu asked.

"The straight-line distance? About two hundred meters. Any further and I won't be able to control the paper monkey to move nimbly," Ren Jiating said, shaking her head.

"Uncontrollable? Can you sense it?" Jiang Liu asked.

"can."

Ren Jiating said, "Ancient magic tricks and shamanism share the same origin, only their methods differ. My paper doll trick is relatively close to the shamanistic approach, allowing me to project a portion of my own will onto the paper doll in the form of Qi, making it feel like another version of myself has appeared..."

To be honest, it's quite similar to your explanation of the true meaning of 'Six Ears'.

The sixth ear is not a third party; it is oneself, a false heart born from the deluded mind that conceals one's true nature.

"As long as it can be sensed, that's enough."

Jiang Liu pondered, “Let’s get closer. To ensure safety, I’ll stay by your side while you control the paper monkey to enter the mountain stronghold and find out what’s going on inside.”

Lu Jin and Li Muxuan, you two move around the area. Take down anyone you see, no matter who they are. Don't hold back.

Understand?

"understand!"

Lu Jin agreed.

After all, the only people who dare to walk near this bandit's den are the bandits themselves; there are no good people among them. To ensure their own safety, they have to be ruthless.

Once the plan was set, the four of them immediately got to work.

Lu Jin and Li Muxuan searched the surrounding jungle and found the patrolmen. They used a sleight of hand to grab the weapons they were holding and then went up close and snapped their necks.

This place is close to the mountain stronghold. If we open fire, we might alert others. We must kill them one by one.

When Jiang Liu and Ren Jiating arrived within 150 meters of the mountain stronghold, Ren Jiating sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a paper monkey, and then took out sheets of yellowish-white paper from her bag. She used her Qi to draw strange runes on them, which resembled the claws of some kind of creature.

Since Ren Jiating didn't hide it from Jiang Liu, he asked, "This is—a talisman diagram from a talisman?"

Talismans can be divided into four categories: compound text, cloud seal script, spirit talisman, and talisman diagram. Among them, the talisman diagram is a style that integrates the divine form and the character form. However, it is still a talisman after all. Logically speaking, even with practice, Ren Jiating could not possibly draw a talisman diagram so casually. She needs to prepare a process in advance.

"Talisman diagrams? I don't understand the concept of talismans."

Ren Jiating shook her head. "I found this rune on a mummy when I first joined the Jiyun Society as an apprentice, along with my senior brothers and sisters, to celebrate the Wang family's birthday. We passed by a mass grave and accidentally fell into a tomb. The mummy was carrying a small booklet that recorded his past."

Seeing Jiang Liu's curiosity, she didn't hide anything. While folding a paper monkey, she said, "That man is called Hou Liu. He is a notorious thief with the skill of stealing."

According to the booklet, there was nothing in the world that he couldn't steal; he even stole eighteen gold kitchen utensils from the legendary chef Hong Fugui during the Guangxu era.

But no matter how skilled a thief is, once someone has a handle on him, he will be at their mercy.

Hou Liu was ostensibly a coachman for a wealthy family. He was honest and hardworking, and the family treated him well, even wanting to find him a wife.

But the high-ranking official who had caught him in a compromising situation demanded that he steal the family's ancient jade, or else he would be thrown into prison... He had already done this for the official many times.

But this time, when asked to steal the owner's ancient jade, Hou Liu, a kind-hearted coachman, refused and even turned himself in.

Later, Hou Liu's employer learned of this and exchanged the ancient jade for Hou Liu with the official. Hou Liu, deeply moved, dared not stay any longer and took his leave. But others were not willing to let him go… and he eventually died in a grave in a mass grave that my senior brother, senior sister, and I had passed by.”

Six-Fingered Monkey?

After hearing the story, Jiang Liu had a vague recollection of it. He had read this story in a modern literature class when he was in school in his previous life. Because it was related to martial arts, he was still able to make the connection immediately even after living a second life.

Besides that.

In Ren Jiating's version, another noteworthy detail for Jiang Liu is the mention of the legendary chef Hong Fugui and the eighteen golden kitchen utensils.