Chapter 0006: The Day of Miracles (II)

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Then the man from the Han dynasty finally understood his meaning and laughed heartily, saying: "You young man, interesting, interesting, very well, I shall give you ten coins, quickly lead the way!"

Kunlun slave, Silla maid

Just like the famous maids of later generations, the Silla maidens were known for their cleverness and capability, while the Kunlun servants were characterized by their gentle disposition, making them the preferred choice for Tang people when purchasing servants. The term "Kunlun servants" does not refer to African blacks, but rather broadly describes the people from the Malay region of the South Seas. All individuals with dark skin from the South Seas were collectively referred to as Kunlun people by the Tang.

In an instant, the scene around the burly man was filled with flashing blades and flickering lights, making it nearly impossible to attack or defend. Unexpectedly, the man wielding two blood-stained shackles charged forward like a tiger among sheep. As he swung his arms, swords broke and spears flew, with many guards being sent flying through the air, crashing against walls and doors, or soaring over the heads of their companions, landing in the courtyard.

The burly man brought down two pieces of shackles, weighing over thirty pounds in total, horizontally onto his head, as if smashing a watermelon. With a loud "puff," red and white splattered everywhere. The burly man was splattered with blood on his face, making his expression even more ferocious. Qiu Ya, frightened, retreated repeatedly and exclaimed, "The villain is committing murder, quickly execute him!"

A Chou's heart stirred, and he quickly nodded, saying: "I recognize it, ten cash!"

The mighty Han let out a fierce shout, leaping into the air like a hawk, soaring into the sky. While in mid-air, he hurled two pieces of shackles towards the tips of the guards' spears and blades, and then swiftly drew his long sword from its sheath. With this leap and flip, he moved with the grace of a swimming dragon and the speed of a startled swan, the sword in his hand scattering a dazzling brilliance that reflected the sunlight, creating a myriad of glimmers that pierced the eyes of onlookers

Yuan Rui, the commander of the Guangzhou Military Region of the Tang Dynasty, resides on Dudulu Road in Guangzhou. The guards in his residence are not ordinary; each one is a master of martial arts. Particularly noteworthy is their military background, which enables them to excel in coordinated combat techniques. Although they appear to rush in a chaotic manner, their movements in offense and defense are executed with a distinct order.

However, the minor officials took advantage of the situation, seeing that it was their first time here and that they were unfamiliar with the circumstances of the Tang Dynasty. Furthermore, since they were not contributing voluntarily, the officials, feeling displeased, began to make excessive demands.

Is it really possible like this? Is it really possible like this!

He truly did not expect that the Kunlun person would be so fierce, nor did he anticipate that killing would be so simple

A Chou was startled and turned around to see a towering figure, eight feet tall, standing before him. With a leopard-like head and round eyes, and a mustache like a spear, he exuded an imposing presence that struck fear into the heart. However, upon closer inspection of his attire, it was evident that he was dressed like a Kunlun person.

Qiu Ya pushed with both hands against the ground, urgently rushing into the mansion. Suddenly, with a "shh" sound, his official robe seemed to peel off him like a human skin. He was left in a small garment, with only half of his body visible, and his bloodied and mangled intestines trailing on the ground. His upper body crawled through the door, while his legs remained outside the threshold.

The official in the blue robe, with a thin face and sharp triangular eyes, pinched his sparse beard under his chin, smiled coldly, and arrogantly declared: "By order of Governor Lu, you unruly citizens refuse to pay your taxes, and you falsely accuse the officials of causing the death of those who drank and fought. You come to create a disturbance in front of my governor's office, which is utterly detestable! Seize them immediately and throw them into the prison!"

A Chou stood in the street, utterly dumbfounded. He had heard stories from his elders about the wanderers, but those were merely tales. He had never imagined that a single person could bear the weight of chivalry, stand against injustice, and regard the formidable governor's office as insignificant.

A merchant said: "We have already submitted the petition and are now waiting for the governor's response"

It turned out that these Kunlun people were visiting the Tang Dynasty for trade for the first time. After they arrived at the port, they paid their taxes as required, believing they could engage in free trade. However, to their surprise, the minor official at the customs extorted money from them. Initially, they adopted a conciliatory attitude and offered some goods to that official.

The ships of the Kunlun people are not particularly large, and the value of the cargo they carry is limited. The profit from a round trip is not substantial, so how could they allow such exploitation? When the minor official saw their refusal, he became furious and incited his subordinates to deliberately provoke them. A dispute ensued, during which the minor official's subordinates beat one Kunlun merchant to death. The Kunlun merchants, filled with indignation, carried the corpse to the governor's office to seek justice.

Ah Chou hurriedly changed his tone: "I recognize it, but as for leading the way... it will cost two big coins!"

Thus, he buried that hatred very deeply, not daring to think about it. The pain, the wounds, and the flames of hatred burned his soul, yet he lacked the ability to take revenge; he could only endure. And now, this Kunlun child has shown him a brand new world

With a thunderous roar, he did not retreat but instead advanced, boldly confronting the challenge ahead

The might of the Han Dynasty could conquer ten foes without employing any clever tactics, simply advancing boldly and relentlessly, overwhelming all obstacles with unstoppable force, leaving no opponent standing.

The man from the Han dynasty saw him in a daze and loudly asked, "Young man, do you know the way to the governor's office?"

Then, with a kick, the strong man used the iron-clad edge of the threshold to push the official Qiu into a "waist-chop!"

Qiu Ya was so frightened that his face turned pale; he stumbled and fell to the ground, crawling backward a few steps before turning over and darting towards the door, shouting in a high-pitched voice: "Someone! Hurry, someone! There are evildoers..."

The strong man did not flinch or evade, allowing the iron chain to be placed upon his head. With a swift motion, his right fist struck down with a resounding "thud!" landing a powerful blow to the neck of the constable holding the shackles. A crack was heard as the constable's head tilted, and he was struck dead by the man's punch. The strong man reached out, seized the shackles from the constable's hand, and with a swift motion, split them in two, delivering a sharp "bang" as he struck the head of the officer holding the iron chain.

A Chou stood to the side, listening to their animated discussion, and vaguely understood some of it

Qiu Ya was enraged, pointing a finger at him and shouting: "In front of the Governor's Office, this person dares to be so audacious; he must be a wicked criminal. Someone, seize him for me and subject him to severe torture!"

He wanted to report to the authorities, but the strange cover-up actions of the Shaozhou Prefecture were clearly orchestrated by the murderers. He feared that if he stepped through the gates of the Shaozhou Prefecture, he would immediately become a corpse in the gutter. What else could he do? He imagined living a dignified life, without bringing shame to his ancestors, but that was impossible. How could he seek revenge?

Upon hearing this, the merchants of Kunlun were both shocked and enraged, and an uproar immediately ensued. The eight-foot-tall man, standing at the back of the crowd, heard everything clearly and could not help but step forward, shouting sternly: "Dog official! How dare you call a deer a horse and invert right and wrong!"

As he was speaking, the main gate of the governor's office swung open, and an official dressed in a light blue robe staggered out, stepping onto the steps. Following closely behind him was a group of guards from the governor's office, who stood firmly to his left and right.

A Chou was startled by his actions, but sitting on the broad shoulders of the big man felt exceptionally stable. A Chou calmed himself and pointed out the way for him. The big man carried A Chou and walked swiftly, reaching the front of the Governor's Office in Guangzhou in no time.

As soon as the merchants saw him, they rushed over in a flurry, clamoring with one another: "Qiu Yatui, how will Governor Lu deal with our grievances as we have reported?"

With a vigorous shake of his arms, the constable, whose head was struck flat, fell limply to the ground. The burly man turned his head and shouted sternly at the pale-faced Kunlun merchants: "You all hurry back to the ship and wait. Since the Governor of Guangzhou has not given us an explanation, I will go seek one myself!"

The wide-open vermilion door, in the depths of Ah Chou's young heart, burst open with a resounding sound, revealing a completely different new world from that depicted in books.

Upon seeing the body of their companion lifted, the merchants retreated like a tide. They were merely ordinary traders, and although they were outraged by the injustices of the Guangzhou authorities, they dared not commit murder. Now, witnessing this strong man effortlessly kill two officials, they were already terrified to the point of losing their wits and immediately fled as if they were flying away

The guards who rushed out of the courtyard were taken aback by the terrifying appearance of Qiu Yatuo, and they all retreated in shock, quickly clearing a semicircular space around him. Qiu Yatuo sensed something was amiss and hurriedly turned to look back, only to find that the lower half of his body was still at the door, leaving only half of him unable to escape. He couldn't help but let out a shriek, blood gushing from all seven orifices, and he was scared to death.

Rodents, who dares!

Before the word "fierce" could escape his lips, a burly man stepped forward, his foot landing squarely on the waist of Qiu Yatui. Qiu Yatui had just managed to crawl up to the knee-high threshold when the burly man brought his foot down. It was unclear how much force he used, but Qiu Yatui let out a cry of agony, and with a "puff" sound, his waist sank, becoming level with the threshold.

A Chou said with delight: "Good! My lord, please follow me!"

A Chou stood across the street, where a pile of grotesque corpses lay at the entrance of the yamen, a faint smell of blood wafting through the air. From near and far, some people were running and shouting, while others lingered to watch. A Chou stood there, his heart pounding like a drum, his legs trembling uncontrollably, the bright sun shining down on him, yet he felt waves of cold wash over his body.

A group of Kunlun people, upon seeing him arrive, gathered around him as if they had seen their mainstay, their emotions running high, and with faces full of sorrow and indignation, they cried out: "Young Master, we have been wronged!"

The Han man glared and said: "What?"

Several officials rushed forward with fierce expressions. The first two, one wielding an iron lock and the other a pair of handcuffs, suddenly clanged the iron chain down upon the head of the burly man. The constable fastened the iron chain around the man's head and pulled it tight, yet the burly man stood as if his feet had taken root, remaining completely still.

In front of the government gate, a group of Kunlun people was gathered there, making a loud commotion.

A Chou stood outside the yamen, already in a daze. The sword in the big man's hand glinted, sending a flash of brilliance into his eyes, causing him to momentarily lose his sight. He quickly shut his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw the soldiers sprawled haphazardly on the ground, many of them wailing and rolling in agony. Some others were brandishing knives and guns, charging towards the back office. It seemed that the big man had entered the premises, heading straight for the command hall.

The Han warrior sneered, "Come, come, come, let us see who kills whom"

A Chou turned around with the big man and began to walk away. His legs were short, while the big man took a stride that covered five of his steps. Growing impatient, the big man lifted him up and placed him on his shoulder, exclaiming loudly, "Where are we going? You lead the way!"

Although the Kunlun people are known for producing many servants, they also have merchants and wealthy individuals. These Kunlun people are the affluent merchants. When the Han arrived at the governor's office, they placed A Chou on the ground, stepped aside, and shouted: "I have just returned to the ship and heard that a major incident has occurred. You all have come to the governor's office to seek justice. What exactly has happened to cause such a scene?"

The blood feud of the slaughtered village, the hatred of his parents, the pain of his deceased sister—A Chou has never forgotten them. However, he is acutely aware that he is utterly powerless to seek revenge. The killers are officials; he has already inquired and learned that the soldiers in such battle attire come from the Longwu Army in the capital, the imperial guard, the only cavalry unit within the forbidden army.

Seeing the merchants retreat, the Han warrior let out a loud roar and charged into the governor's office wielding two blood-stained shackles. Upon witnessing this Kunlun warrior daring to kill a public official, the guards and attendants in the governor's office were enraged, their eyes turning red. They all shouted in anger and rushed forward, brandishing swords and spears, attacking recklessly.

The Han general, upon hearing their conversation and seeing a corpse wrapped in white cloth on the ground, could not help but feel his anger rise to the top of his head. He shouted, "The Tang officials are being excessively tyrannical! What does the governor of the Great Tang have to say about this?"

Indeed, the Kunlun man charged into the governor's office, and the only feeling he had was: simple! So simple!