Chapter 4, Mood

"Heroes are easy to talk to, I surrender, I will pay, the county inspectors are all on friendly terms with us, they won't touch me. If you really kill me, the Black Wind Bandits will never let you go—" Facing true death, the Black Wind Bandit became fearful, trembling in response.

Before me, the originally dense thicket suddenly revealed a narrow path that stretched upward toward the mountain. From this vantage point, the path appeared very narrow, wide enough for only one person, with thick bushes on either side and a tangle of reeds. The moonlight shone down, illuminating only the moonlight itself

A plan suddenly formed in my mind; I touched the knife with my left hand and let out a cold laugh twice. Ignoring the searing heat in my lungs and enduring the pain, I strode forward decisively

"Why aren't you running?" The Black Wind Thief sneered, slowly approaching not to give this fellow a way out, but because he had been cutting through the bushes all the way to chase him, and at this moment, he was somewhat fatigued and a bit out of breath

How cunning, but where can you escape to

In this struggle, as the foot shifted slightly, the blood flowed out even more rapidly—this is a trap used for wild boars. Such a trap, once caught, the more fiercely it struggles, the more severely the muscles tear, resulting in an even greater flow of blood

Ah, it's a beast trap!" The middle-aged bandit screamed, immediately realizing, filled with great hatred in his heart. He had already been caught once, how could he be so careless again this time?

Raspberry leaves, mixed with raspberries, were swallowed down vigorously, without a care. Pei Ziyun tilted her head, listening to the path through the bushes, and began to count, one, two, three

Suddenly, with a sound of crackling and rustling, the bushes in front began to shake violently

At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Pei Ziyun, and he grinned menacingly, taking the opportunity to catch his breath—this open space was at most ten meters wide, and no matter how this fellow tried to escape, he could be caught up within two or three breaths.

Under the moonlight, there is Ye Su'er. Although her clothing is disheveled, and she has lost a hairpin, with half of her hair scattered, she is indeed Ye Su'er

Just as Pei Ziyun counted to three, a sound of rustling came from the bushes, echoing in an instant

With a thud, the middle-aged bandit stepped down, and at that moment, he felt a sudden heaviness in his foot, followed by a sharp pain that pierced to the bone, as if something had clamped down on his foot. Blood began to flow from his foot, soaking his shoes and foot.

"... ... Is that Brother Pei?" After a long while, a trembling voice responded, and then a figure emerged.

Enduring the pain, he pulled out dozens of wooden splinters from his body. Only then did he wipe the blood from his face, pick a few raspberries, toss them into his mouth, sit on the ground, support himself with both hands behind him, panting, quietly recovering his strength

The middle-aged bandit, despite the excruciating pain, raised his knife to block. The blades clashed, sending sparks flying, as if they were splattering onto his face

These are all spoils of war, Pei Ziyun smiled and accepted them all. He stood up and gazed into the distance, where the mountains stretched endlessly. At this moment, the mountain breeze blew against him, bringing a refreshing sensation. Looking down at the chaotic village below, a sense of grandeur surged within him. After tidying up and removing the blood and dirt, he headed down the mountain.

The new dynasty stands firm, and the court is focused on major affairs in the interior. In remote areas, the mountain bandits like you have not been cleared out for the time being. Below the state capital, only local control is maintained. However, whenever a nation is established, it is essential to eliminate the bandits. In just a few years, the court will dispatch troops to sweep through the counties, and you will surely be reduced to ashes. As for the destruction of the Black Wind Bandits, it will undoubtedly be carried out by the inspectors who are kind to you today

With the bushes rushing directly through, numerous thorns pierced the body, as if a knife was gradually cutting into the flesh

Upon arriving beneath a large tree, a sudden "squeak" was heard. Pei Ziyun immediately came to a halt, his gaze sharpening as he looked toward a certain direction, questioning, "Who is it?"

The dagger glimmered under the moonlight, captivating the eyes. Pei Ziyun was momentarily startled, and with a roll, felt a sharp pain on his face, as a trickle of blood began to flow down.

The sound of chopping and splitting rapidly approached from behind, as a middle-aged bandit roared: "You scoundrel, you cannot escape—you're doomed!"

Go to hell! Pei Ziyun gave no further chances, striking down on the head of the middle-aged bandit with a single blow. With a "puff," the pressure in the man's skull exploded, and yellowish-white brain matter gushed out in intermittent spurts.

"Ah, how dare you cut me!" the middle-aged bandit screamed, the premonition of death clouding his mind, and in immense pain, he wildly swung his long knife.

The beast trap was indeed extremely tight, causing him to scream in pain. At that moment, he raised his head and saw the little thief he had been chasing. At this moment, the thief's face was a muddle of dirt and sweat, gasping for breath, and with a flash of the knife, he shouted: "Die!"

Pei Ziyun suddenly felt a moment of daze, and he understood that this was the original owner's feelings of bitterness, relief, and joy

Upon seeing this small path, there was great joy, and after running for more than ten steps, I turned right, rolled over, and passed under the bushes, arriving at an open area. This open area is located on the hillside, featuring some sparse low trees, many of which are entwined with raspberries. Raspberries are small strawberries, about the size of a little finger or a thumb, sweet and sour, with fine thorns growing on the vines.

Pei Ziyun was taken aback; in her previous life, she had not been able to escape, so how could she have rushed out at this moment? Seeing her disheveled appearance, he suddenly had an epiphany

"Grandfather will slay you today." Observing the steps of the young thief ahead, the middle-aged bandit followed, his demeanor much more relaxed. Holding a long knife in his hand, he had just engaged in combat and sensed that this thief was nearing exhaustion.

Finally dead! Under the moonlight, Pei Ziyun gasped, feeling an instant drain of strength, collapsing straight to the ground, truly exhausted, with pain all over the body

The sound was violent and unlike that of a youth; with a "poof," this time the middle-aged bandit did not completely evade it, and a large gash appeared on his left shoulder

It was this young girl who discerned his intentions, and she resolutely unleashed a courage that had never existed in her past life to seek her true self

"Bastard, I will kill you!" The middle-aged bandit struggled to get up, wanting to lower his head to cut the trap on the ground, but at that moment, Pei Ziyun shouted with a knife: "Kill—"

Pei Ziyun licked her lips, which still bore the sweet and sour taste of chewed raspberries. It seemed as though she was struggling momentarily, desperately moving to one side, her gaze sweeping over a patch of grass.

At this moment, it felt as if my mouth were on fire; without a care, I directly plucked the raspberries and stuffed them into my mouth. The sweet and sour juice burst forth with a single bite, flowing down my parched throat as I gasped for air.

After a long while, having regained strength, I approached to examine the bandits and found that they were indeed dead

Keep up closely with the present, encounter obstacles, wield the knife to cut through, and pursue all the way.

Come on. The long knife slashed down, and blood splattered.

After rummaging through the bandit, I found a money pouch. Upon opening it, I discovered some broken silver, approximately around 10 taels.

Deep in the jungle, even the familiar Pei Ziyun must occasionally assess the direction. It is said that there are traps set by hunters in the forest that could be utilized; unfortunately, there is simply no time to search for them

As he watched the Black Wind Thief grow weak, Pei Ziyun felt a lightness in his heart, a sense of exhilaration spreading within him, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter, the sound echoing across the open space, and before his laughter had subsided, he struck again with his blade

Suddenly, Pei Ziyun remembered that there was a small path ahead, which was a beast trail. If one continued a little further along the beast trail, there would be snares set by hunters that could be utilized

A faint sound emerged, and the branches blocking the way of the bandit were cut down and scattered. The middle-aged bandit looked and saw that the thief had once again increased the distance.

Puh! This time, the middle-aged bandit, with a knife in hand, suddenly had his hand severed, the knife flying out along with the severed hand. In excruciating pain, the middle-aged bandit shouted: "You dare to kill me— the chief will come down the mountain to take revenge!"

The moonlight here is dim, and beneath my feet is a slightly soft sensation... This place will not be forgotten, many years ago, a girl with two braids fell into the pit here

Upon seeing Pei Ziyun and the blood on him, tears suddenly streamed down her face as she rushed into Pei Ziyun's embrace

While sorting through the belongings of the bandit, I lifted the bandit's clothing and discovered that beneath it lay a short sword. This sword was exquisite, and as I drew it out, a cold gleam appeared before my eyes

It is not good, the rope is useless, escape quickly! At this moment, Pei Ziyun was left with only this thought

In just an instant, the sound ceased, and it seemed as if a faint cracking noise was heard, the sound of something being severed.

This fellow is already exhausted, yet still running so fast; he will be dead in no time! The middle-aged bandit thought of this and couldn't help but laugh heartily, casually parting the bushes in front of him and stepping closer.

Creak!

"Fortunately, I just took the clip yesterday. How did you drop it?"

In front, there were some sweet potato vines entangled on the ground, seemingly showing signs of wild boars rooting, exposing the soil. Pei Ziyun was only ten steps away, but it seemed he could no longer run. He turned around and confronted the Black Mountain Bandit.

Pei Ziyun squinted his eyes, ready to kill this Black Wind Thief. With one intact hand, he pulled out a dagger from his calf and threw it with all his might

Idiot

This memory flashed by, and he rushed out. At this moment, the middle-aged bandit no longer wished to pursue; with a vigorous sprint, he covered five to six meters in just three or four steps

The Black Mountain thief followed closely behind, his pace slightly slower, as he did not wish to be stabbed all over. However, even so, he did not lag behind; upon seeing Pei Ziyun sprinting, he grinned maliciously.

In such a situation, seeking oneself is akin to carrying a death wish

Wow

She watched herself jump into the pit, and her tears suddenly flowed out: "Fool, fool—why didn't you call for help? Jumping down is so dangerous!"

The middle-aged bandit finally saw clearly the thief he had been pursuing. The thief had a somewhat youthful face, which, from a rough outline, appeared a bit immature. His face was smeared with a mixture of dirt and sweat, obscuring his features and making it difficult to discern his appearance. He was wearing a patched blue garment and seemed to be panting heavily at this moment, unable to run any further. The bandit couldn't help but let out a sinister laugh as he slowly approached, holding a knife in his hand.

At that moment, with a loud "crack," the thicket before me parted, and a middle-aged bandit emerged from the opening in the bushes.

Pei Ziyun ran swiftly, having just recovered from a serious illness. Although the skills from his past life remained, the strength to overcome ten opponents was lacking. No matter how clever he was, under the threat of the black wind and the bandit’s blade, it was difficult to withstand a single encounter. Fortunately, his familiarity with the jungle allowed him to maneuver, and he still had the energy to execute his techniques. However, at this moment, as he fled, his stamina was about to be exhausted

As he spoke, he was about to strike down, but unexpectedly, at that moment, this middle-aged bandit from the Black Wind Stronghold knelt down, disregarding the trap, and pleaded loudly, "Do not kill me, I have an elderly parent above and..."

Pei Ziyun took a breath, looking at the clip that held the third leader of the Black Wind Bandit. Memories of the past flashed before his eyes. Yes, it was time to settle things. Although the physical exertion had reached its limit, he still slowly raised the knife and stepped forward, pressing closer.

Taking a few steps forward, a sudden roar erupted, charging ahead: "Die!"