The Reversal of Heaven Begins with The Smiling, Proud Wanderer

The bandit leader sneered, "Little hunchback, I'm asking you, do you know where that damned hunchback is?"

"Hunchback? What hunchback?"

Lin Pingzhi looked puzzled.

The bandit leader said coldly, "Still pretending to be crazy here? Who else could it be but that hunchbacked old man surnamed Mu? Are you going to talk or not?"

Lin Pingzhi said helplessly, "I don't know any hunchbacked man surnamed Mu at all. How am I supposed to explain this to him?"

When a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain.

These bandits are clearly not very bright; seeing the hunchback, they immediately assumed it was related to Mu Gaofeng.

In his anger, the bandit leader didn't care about anything else and immediately waved his hand: "You won't shed tears until you see the coffin, brothers, let's go."

The bandits, clearly intending not to let the innocent go unpunished, immediately swarmed forward.

Lin Mu saw Lin Pingzhi fighting with the bandits, and with a quick glance, he noticed a hunchback hiding in the bushes.

[Mu Gaofeng?]

With his mind preoccupied, Lin Mu did not slack off, as he was still counting on Lin Pingzhi to complete the task.

When Lin Mu arrived at the scene, he saw Lin Pingzhi being knocked to the ground by a bandit. He immediately kicked up his spear, held it with one hand, and ran quickly. By taking a running start and gathering his strength, he threw the spear.

"Pfft~"

This shot was extremely accurate, piercing directly through the heart of a bandit and pinning him to the ground, completing a stylish rescue.

"Who?"

Amidst the bandits' fear, Lin Mu, who had thrown out his spear, followed closely behind. With a running start and somersault, empowered by his pure Yang true energy, he leaped several meters and landed steadily on the spear shaft.

While gripping the end of the gun barrel with both hands, Lin Mu placed one foot on the gun body and, using his lightness technique and the elasticity of the gun barrel itself, completed the difficult maneuver of drawing the gun and flying into the air.

While in mid-air, Lin Mu twisted his waist to adjust his posture, turned his hands to grip the gun, and changed his stance in mid-air, unleashing a powerful downward strike.

"Pfft~"

Lin Mu cleaved the head of the bandit behind Lin Ping with a single spear thrust, and half of his body was also sliced ​​open by the spear blade imbued with pure Yang energy.

The scene was extremely bloody and violent.

After landing, Lin Mu adjusted his breathing rhythm.

"Kill him."

"Kill!"

……

After two people were killed in succession, the surrounding bandits came to their senses, brandishing their swords and shouting to bolster their morale, and quickly surrounded and attacked.

Lin Mu stood up and practiced his spear techniques, shaking off the bloodstains on the spear to prevent the blood from dripping down and causing his hand to slip.

At the same time, he kept his eyes on all directions, assumed a level spear stance, and then pressed the spear tip down to switch to a blocking stance.

He is currently using the Six Harmonies Spear, which is over three meters long and suitable for charging into battle in a large army. Although he is not as proficient as the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, it is sufficient to deal with these weak mountain bandits.

The so-called "six harmonies" emphasize the harmony between the feet and knees, the knees and hips, the hips and waist, the waist and shoulders, the shoulders and elbows, and the elbows and hands.

Finally, man and gun became one.

Emphasis should be placed on the speed and accuracy of the spear thrust.

Lin Mu's gaze swept over the dozen or so approaching bandits. He gripped the handle, turned the spearhead and red tassel, and shook off most of the blood.

The main function of the red tassel is to block damage and confuse opponents; for skilled players, its effect is negligible.

But for these mountain bandits, it had a good deceptive effect.

Two bandits on the right rushed forward first. Lin Mu thrust his spear horizontally, the tip piercing the first man's throat. He quickly pulled it out, then with a "Azure Dragon Claw" move, he stabbed the other bandit who had jumped up with his knife in the heart.

Lin Mu's marksmanship was extremely accurate; almost every shot hit a vital point, resulting in an instant death.

A bandit rushed up from behind and swung his knife at Lin Mu's back, but Lin Mu used a "snake-finding-the-grass" technique, sweeping his long spear diagonally across Lin Mu's legs, causing him to flip sideways and fly five or six meters away.

This shot demonstrates the immense power of Lin Mu's strength.

"Ah... my leg..."

The bandit landed with his legs crippled, and lay on the ground howling in agony.

Seeing this, the other bandits knew they had encountered a tough opponent, so they immediately stopped and hesitated to advance.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Lin Mu with eyes full of admiration, feeling that Lin Mu's big gun was both fierce and cool.

If I had his strength, what would I fear from Yu Canghai!

The bandit leader, Ouyang Yidao, was filled with fear and trepidation. He asked in a fierce but weak voice, "Who are you, and why do you want to be our enemy, Black Wind Stronghold?"

Lin Mu didn't bother to reply, his attacks continued without pause. He rushed forward in a flash, sweeping across the battlefield, and the tip of his spear instantly slashed through the necks of the two men.

Then, with a "Pipa-holding" maneuver, he turned the spearhead around and unleashed another "Yellow Dragon Straight In," piercing the tip of the spear into the heart of another bandit.

"you wanna die!"

Seeing that Lin Mu didn't take him seriously at all, Ouyang Yidao took advantage of the moment when Lin Mu drew his gun and slashed down with his sword.

Lin Mu leaped two meters into the air, dodging Ouyang Yidao's attack, and at the same time, flicked his spear, unleashing the Phoenix Nod.

The spear tip suddenly plunged downwards, the force penetrating the spearhead and splitting the head of the bandit on the right who was about to swing his knife.

After landing, Lin Mu took two steps forward, while Ouyang Yidao chased after him with his sword.

Lin Mu then launched a counterattack, precisely stabbing Ouyang Yidao in the left eye socket, the spear tip protruding from the back of his head.

Then, with a flick of its tail, it sent the corpse flying.

He turned the lever, flicked the blood, and sheathed the gun—all in one fluid motion.

"The boss is dead!"

"Run!"

The remaining bandits were terrified and tried to escape, but Lin Mu was ruthless. He killed one of them with a single thrust of his Yaksha Piercing the Sea, and then swept his spear across, sending three more flying.

As the three of them were airborne, the spear shot out like a dragon.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

One shot, three shots, all piercing the skull.

Lin Mu raised his spear and stood still, using one hand to impale the three bandits on the Six Harmonies Spear.

It is full of violence and aesthetics.

So incredibly handsome!

Of course, this was Lin Mu's own feeling.

The remaining two bandits didn't think so. When they looked at Lin Mu, it was as if they had seen a demon. They were so scared that they almost peed their pants and fled in a panic.

Lin Mu drew his gun and quickly caught up with one of the bandits. With a swift movement, he swept away the bandit's neck.

At this moment, the last bandit ran more than ten meters away.

Lin Mu turned in mid-air and threw the Six Harmonies Spear in his hand. With a whooshing sound, it pierced the man's chest and pinned him to a tree by the roadside.

Despite all that talk, in reality, from the moment Lin Mu made his move to the complete annihilation of the dozen or so bandits, it took less than half a minute.

Chapter 3: Returning the Item to its Rightful Owner

While dealing with the bandits, Lin Mu's attention was always partially focused on Mu Gaofeng, who was lurking deep in the grass.

Compared to these rabble of bandits, Mu Gaofeng was definitely a first-rate expert, with strength comparable to Yu Canghai, the leader of Qingcheng Sect, and slightly inferior to Yue Buqun, the leader of Huashan Sect.

At this moment, Mu Gaofeng's aura was concealed, like a lurking venomous snake, making one wary.

It's good that they're gone!

Catching a faint but rapidly receding movement in the grass, Lin Mu's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

He did not pursue, but merely flicked his wrist, causing the spear to hum and the blood droplets on its tip to fall.

Then, he slowly took out a clean, soft cloth from his pocket and carefully wiped the gleaming spearhead.

Lin Pingzhi finally recovered from the extreme shock. Looking at the mess of bandit corpses scattered on the ground and the calm and composed young man with a gun in front of him, a sense of gratitude for surviving the ordeal welled up in his heart.

He strode forward, bowed deeply, his voice trembling slightly with excitement: "I am Lin Pingzhi of the Fuwei Escort Agency. I humbly thank you, sir, for saving my life! May I ask your esteemed name?"

"My name is Lin Mu, and I am not a great hero."

Upon hearing Lin Pingzhi introduce himself, Lin Mu finally confirmed the other party's identity, but still feigned surprise and asked, "You are Lin Pingzhi? And who is Lin Zhennan, the chief镖头 (bodyguard) of Fuwei Escort Agency?"

"It's my father!"

Lin Pingzhi quickly replied.

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi, though having tasted the dangers of the martial world and experienced the pain of his escort agency being destroyed and his parents being kidnapped, still had a hint of youthful naiveté and stubbornness between his brows, and his eyes were still relatively clear, not yet completely distorted by hatred.

"I see."

Lin Mu nodded, as if he had confirmed something.

He turned around, took out a neatly folded old kasaya from his disguise bag, and handed it to Lin Pingzhi, telling a lie with ease: "It's quite a coincidence that last month, by chance, I actually obtained your Lin family's secret martial art, the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual."

"This belongs to the Lin family, and today it is a good day to return it to its rightful owner."

"This... thank you very much, Senior Lin!"

Lin Pingzhi received the light and airy kasaya with trembling hands, as if holding a rare treasure, his excitement overflowing.

[Ding! Side quest: 'Returning the item to its rightful owner' has been completed.]

[Reward: Three years' worth of refined internal energy.]

【Do you want to receive it? 】

Rewards can be given for skill level, which saves trouble.

Lin Mu immediately silently recited in his mind, "Receive."

In an instant, a gentle yet abundant internal energy arose from the depths of his dantian, like a stream thawing in early spring, naturally and smoothly circulating through his meridians.

Although this internal energy was not as good as the pure yang energy he had painstakingly cultivated, it was superior in quantity and purity, saving him at least three months of hard work and making his cultivation foundation more solid.

The system is as reliable as ever.

Lin Mu secretly admired him.

Lin Pingzhi, who had obtained the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual," could no longer contain himself and eagerly unfolded his cassock to examine it closely.

When the eight shocking characters, "To practice this skill, one must first castrate oneself," came into view, he was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale. He exclaimed in disbelief, "This... how is this possible?!"

Lin Mu looked calmly at Lin Pingzhi's shocked and bewildered expression and said indifferently, "Nothing is impossible."

"This 'Evil-Repelling Sword Manual' was originally derived from the 'Sunflower Manual,' a secret manual of the previous dynasty's imperial palace. It was a martial art created by a eunuch."

"Your Lin family are merely adopted offspring of Lin Yuantu, not his biological children. You have not mastered the essence of it, which is why each generation is worse than the last."

"Now that the items have been returned, what you do with them is entirely up to you. Farewell."

Lin Mu felt some sympathy for Lin Pingzhi's plight, but he was no saint and didn't have the time or energy to worry about other people's affairs.

Seeing Lin Mu turn to leave, Lin Pingzhi suddenly clenched the cassock in his hand, as if making an extremely difficult choice.

The next moment, he knelt down with a thud, his voice filled with sobs and desperate pleas: "Senior Lin! Please... please take me as your disciple and teach me martial arts!"

Lin Mu paused, turned around, and his gaze, sharp as lightning, instantly saw through Lin Pingzhi's inner thoughts.

They simply wanted to use him to deal with Yu Canghai.

Lin Mu refused without hesitation: "I'm used to being alone and have no intention of taking on any apprentices."

"Senior Lin!"

Lin Pingzhi raised his head, his eyes bloodshot and earnest: "To be honest, my parents are currently in the hands of villains, their lives hanging in the balance!"

"As a son, I am powerless to help... I beg Senior Lin to consider our shared surname and lend a helping hand!"

"Pingzhi will never forget this kindness and virtue!"

His words were earnest, and the desire to save his family was incredibly sincere in his eyes.

In order to move Lin Mu, Lin Pingzhi quickly took out a heavy brocade bag from his bosom and presented it with both hands: "This is some gold and silver valuables that I carry with me. Although it is nothing, it is just a small token of my gratitude to Senior Lin for returning the sword manual. Please accept it!"