Chapter 2, Avoiding Disasters and Destroying Evidence.

"Hehe, Cier is truly exceptionally wise..." the old village chief said with a smile of satisfaction, "Cier, let us proceed according to your suggestion! As for any future inquiries from other bandits regarding the whereabouts of these two beasts, we will maintain a unified statement, saying that these two bandits have never set foot in our village..."

The leader of the Yellow Turban Army, Guan Ji, fixed his fierce gaze on the village chief, Xu Da. Xu Da responded with a smile. The scene fell into silence. Some fishermen displayed expressions of terror, which Guan Ji also noticed, but he did not dwell on it: for ordinary people typically react this way in the presence of the Yellow Turban soldiers. Would such timid fishermen dare to harbor any intentions against the Yellow Turban Army?

In response to the symptoms of his mother’s headache, the knowledgeable village elder Xu Da advised the filial Taishi Ci on a remedy for curing headaches: to grind a century-old clam pearl into powder and take it continuously for three days, which would effectively cure the headache

The young man is Tai Shici. With extraordinary strength, he assists fishermen in transporting goods to the market for sale. At this time, he returns to the fishing village with the last group of fishermen. When he sees two mountain bandits insulting his mother, what can he do? He can only take up arms to eliminate the invading wolves.

Tai Shi recalled the dire consequences of killing the two mountain bandits upon hearing this. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Xu Bo, Ci Er wants to throw the bandits' bodies into the sea to feed the fish, and their weapons will be buried deep underground..."

"Cizi, given the circumstances, you should not be too sorrowful..." The old village chief gently patted Taishi Ci's broad shoulder, looking at his somewhat youthful face, and said softly: "Cizi, now that things have come to this, we must keep this matter concealed; otherwise, the fishing village will surely face retaliation from the mountain bandits..."

At this moment, Tai Shici had already taken his overly frightened mother to the inner room. When Tai Shici reappeared before everyone, he still bore a fierce and menacing expression, gritting his teeth. Whose mother has suffered humiliation, and who can endure it

More than ten Yellow Turban soldiers collected the valuables from the fishing village and stuffed them into burlap sacks, which were then placed on the back of a donkey. At this time, the majority of the Yellow Turban soldiers were infantry, with only a few commanders having warhorses to ride. For transporting supplies, this group of Yellow Turban soldiers did not have military transport vehicles; they relied solely on donkeys to carry the goods

The matter of killing the two bandits has been temporarily resolved. A heavy burden has also been lifted from Tai Shici's heart. However, since that incident https://mhetushu.com.com, Tai Shici's mother has developed a headache, especially at night, which severely affects her rest

After listening to the report from the village chief Xu Da, he assumed that the two bandits had fled with their loot to another place. After mentally cursing the ancestors of the two bandits for eighteen generations, he gritted his teeth and said to Xu Da: "These two scoundrels actually dared to run away... Hmm. Old man, hurry and have the fishermen surrender their valuables; we still need to make our way back to the stronghold!"

Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Xu..." Tai Shici said, deeply moved, as he bowed in gratitude to the old village chief. If this matter were to reach the headquarters of the bandits, the fishing village would inevitably face the consequence of being slaughtered. Well-versed in scriptures and insightful about worldly affairs, Tai Shici naturally understood the gravity of the situation.

The leader of the mountain bandits, Guan Ji, is the younger brother of Guan Hai, the channel commander of the Yellow Turban Army. His martial arts skills are only slightly inferior to those of Guan Hai. The military organization of the Yellow Turban Rebel Army is structured in units called "fang," with each unit consisting of at least 6,000 people, and potentially reaching tens of thousands. The leader of a unit is referred to as a "qushua." Below the qushua is the command structure.

"No! Please wait a moment, General Guan..." The village chief, Xu Da, revealed a hint of relief in his eyes. Guan Ji no longer pursued the fate of the two mountain bandits, and the falling of the *map* and *book* indeed gave him a sense of relief.

The old village chief nodded in satisfaction, then turned to his son and instructed, "Er Lengzi, later you accompany Ci'er to take the bandits' bodies to the sea... Hehe, be sure to pay attention to the timing of the tide and the ebb!"

Only after Taishi Ci killed the two unsuspecting bandits did the nearby neighbors come in groups of three to five to pay their respects. Some villagers, upon seeing the bandits in the pool of blood, felt a sense of satisfaction, while others felt a sense of fear. The villagers who felt satisfaction believed that Taishi Ci had avenged them, while those who felt fear were worried that this act might provoke a large-scale retaliation from the bandits

The old village chief and others understood Tai Shici's feelings. Naturally, they also believed that Tai Shici's killing of the two bandits was indeed a stroke of luck. In a different scenario, it would certainly be Tai Shici who ended up failing.

Under the watchful eye of Guan Ji, Xu Da bowed and withdrew. Subsequently, batches of dried fish, coins, and other supplies were delivered to the Yellow Turban soldiers

More than ten days later, just as many had forgotten that brutal incident, a large group of bandits descended upon the fishing village. In the face of the disheveled yet fiercely intimidating bandits, the village chief Xu Da remained calm and composed. Meanwhile, the others were as silent as cicadas in winter, their gazes wandering, completely unable to meet the bandits' eyes

The Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou, under the leadership of the commander Guan Hai, reached its peak with a strength of up to 40,000 troops. Today, even though they are suppressed by the imperial army, the scattered Yellow Turban forces hidden in the deep mountains and forests number only a little over 10,000.

Tai Shici stood naturally behind the village chief Xu Da. In the face of hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers, he showed no fear and faced them calmly. ... At this point, he could only hold on: before him were fierce and aggressive bandits, while behind him were hundreds of living lives

Before his death, he felt a sense of unwillingness: how could a mere boy be his opponent if it were not for a sneak attack? However, in reality, there are no ifs; the boy caught him off guard and successfully struck.

For several consecutive days, some individuals in the fishing village who were aware of the inside story lived in constant fear. However, the so-called disaster does not refrain from arriving simply because you are afraid of it

This time, a considerable amount of supplies was taken away by the Yellow Turban soldiers. However, due to the incident where Taishi Ci killed two mountain bandits, the fishermen did not harbor negative feelings about the loss of their belongings. Like the old village chief, they all felt a sense of relief.

The pearls from clams are not scarce by the sea, yet a hundred-year-old clam pearl is indeed a rare treasure. For several days, Tai Shici has been frequently visiting the sea. He has almost been spending every day in the water. Nevertheless, he has not discovered a hundred-year-old clam pearl.

The old village chief surveyed the murder scene and instructed the bystanders to leave, leaving only a few strong fishermen by his side. He understood well: if it were not for special circumstances, even if Tai Shici were exceptionally gifted and as strong as an ox, he would not be a match for a mountain bandit. ... The two mountain bandits, being paid bandits, were also the elite among bandits. Under normal circumstances, even a hundred or so men from the fishing village together would not be a match for these two bandits ...

A robust man with dark skin responded in agreement. Subsequently, with the combined effort of several individuals, the bodies of two bandits were thrown into the depths of the sea. Naturally, the bodies were bound with stones, ensuring that within half a day, the bandits' corpses would be consumed by fish

Li Er, Zhang Liu? ... ... General Guan, those two gentlemen really did not come to the fishing village ... ... Recently, there has been continuous wind and rain, and our village's harvest has not been abundant. I, an old man, thought that the gentlemen no longer cared to visit the fishing village!" The village chief, Xu Da, said with a furrowed brow to the leader of the bandits.

When the Yellow Turban soldiers left the fishing village, Guan Ji once again employed both kindness and intimidation towards the fishermen: warning them not to associate with the government troops, stating that this was the domain of the Yellow Turban rebels and so on