Chapter One, The Appearance of the Demon Star, The Chaos of the Great Qing

The girl cried out to Yang Feng, her eyes filled with a despair that was heart-wrenching

On the ground lay a severed half of a palm and an iron ruler, while the wicked slave across from him had already fainted from the pain

Almost simultaneously, Yang Feng extended both hands towards the window, gripping the handles of two knives.

The young girl spoke in a soft and delicate manner

Damn it, run quickly

My name is Xiao Rou

Amidst the cries of pain, Yang Feng opened his eyes in confusion. As he instinctively pressed his hands down, he felt the soft warmth and found himself gazing into the eyes of a tender, youthful face.

He asked the young girl with a look of confusion

What is there to talk about!

Yang Feng lay on the relatively dry ground, breathing heavily, and said that not far away, a cute little animal was staring at him with wide eyes. A young girl silently knelt beside him, gently massaging his legs.

What is your name

The same group of Qing Dynasty men holding torches, among them a pile of flesh weighing no less than twice that of Yang Feng, were panting as they pointed at the girl and shouted. Two brutish-looking thugs beside him rushed forward, and amidst the girl's terrified screams, one grabbed an arm and roughly dragged her towards the pile of flesh.

However, how to exit the city requires careful study

In such an era, should I rebel? Or should I rebel?

Fat Meat suddenly shouted

He hurriedly stood up, and before him was a dark alley. With the starlight above, he could see that the ground was muddy from the rain, and in the corner of the wall, there was even a pile of excrement left by some unknown scoundrel

Yang Feng shouted fiercely and threw the bone-cutting knife over with a flick of his hand

Yang Feng said with a serious expression

No, I am a demon.

He reached in with his right hand, but when almost his entire forearm was inside, he could no longer extend it further. It was evident that only the front half possessed such capability

He shook his head, casually picked out two bottles of juice, opened one, and handed it to the young girl. Then he tried to push the bottle cap inside, and surprisingly, it fit. He smiled wryly, considering this a benefit of his crossing over, as he wouldn't have to worry about food and clothing in the future. It seemed that casually taking some gold and silver from that side could easily make him a wealthy man. However, the current issue was that he had just killed a person, and it might have been a banner man.

He asked the young girl

Amidst a cacophony of chaotic shouts, even the rotting flesh pressed towards him, and the two foremost wicked slaves abandoned the girl, each drawing out the iron rods from their waists

Save me

It can be said that escaping the city is quite difficult; this is the inner city of Beijing. Given the tall city walls, it is unlikely to break out. With his limited combat skills, it is probably impossible to carve out a bloody path. In short, he is likely to face life-threatening danger next, unless he abandons Xiao Rou. However, if she is captured, she would only have a dead end. As such a tender young girl, he truly cannot bring himself to be that ruthless.

The situation has become very clear; it is imperative to leave Beijing as quickly as possible. Otherwise, it is only a matter of time before one is exposed. A Han person has killed a Bannerman, and moreover, it was the son of an officer from the upper three banners. This is a serious matter, and I fear that the constables of Shuntian Prefecture have already been dispatched. If those who escaped embellish the story, it is likely that the troops of the Nine Gates will also be mobilized. The bandit is particularly wary of opponents of such a formidable caliber. At this time, the Qing soldiers have not yet reached a point of utter decay; the area is so small that no matter how they hide, how long can they evade capture?

Tomorrow morning, I fear that my portrait will be posted at every city gate, and beside me is this little girl. The family of the fatty will surely send someone to lurk at each city gate waiting.

Just now, did that person shout "Nine Gates Commander"?

This is Beijing City

Damn it, I have already said that I am not a monster

There, you little wretch, let's see where you think you're running to! This time, I will make sure you truly experience the taste of the whip

The girl nodded her head

Immediately thereafter, he seemed to gain boundless energy, picking up the recently released compilation of essays by the newly appointed scholars, and under the dim light of a small oil lamp, he fervently began to read aloud with great intensity

Yang Feng extended his hand to her apologetically

Have I crossed over?

The girl was bewildered, and it was evident that she could not see the dragon

He hesitated for a moment before extending his right hand again to wipe through the air. A window of a different shape appeared out of thin air as his palm moved, but instead of a knife rack, it was replaced by a plate of sliced ham. One could also see a small figure of a woman swaying within it. He unceremoniously brought the entire plate over and then squatted down in front of the young girl.

Sir, are you a deity

Yang Feng angrily threw a kitchen knife at their backs, and then a scream echoed in the darkness, after which there was nothing more.

What do you intend to do

Yang Feng felt a moment of melancholy

The remaining four people on the opposite side stared at the kitchen knife that had inexplicably appeared in his right hand, and this scene, which challenged their worldview, caused them to collapse completely, screaming without hesitation and scattering in all directions.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Xiao Rou again. Although she was a bit young, she was clearly a beauty in the making. Fortunately, she had not fallen into the hands of someone with excess weight; with her delicate and frail frame, being crushed by more than 200 pounds would be inevitable

Take a break!

The latter, dressed in a Qing Dynasty maid outfit, was clearly still dazed from the chaos of being knocked down and groped by him. She was slowly standing up while holding her stomach and frowning. Just a moment ago, Yang Feng had sat squarely on her lower abdomen, and it was evident that his weight of over 100 jin had inflicted quite a blow on her somewhat underdeveloped slender body

Demon, oh demon!

Kang, the thirty-ninth year of the Kangxi era

Xiao Rou shyly asked him while massaging his legs

At this moment, two wicked servants saw him

Yang Feng pulled her along for a couple of steps, unable to endure her speed any longer. He turned around and directly lifted her onto his shoulder. Guided by the young girl, they navigated through countless muddy and foul-smelling alleys, evading numerous patrolling Qing soldiers, and finally arrived at a desolate ruin overgrown with wild trees and grass, where they immediately burrowed in.

Yang Feng threw the plate away and pulled the girl from the ground, at that moment realizing he did not know where to run

No braids

Quickly apprehend him

Upon seeing the fatty meat with a kitchen knife stuck in its forehead on the ground, he hurriedly inquired

Hurry, quickly subdue this demon! Dog, quickly help me to the Jiumen Governor's office.

Uh, I did not do it on purpose

Suddenly, several torches appeared ahead.

Yang Feng stared blankly at his hands

In his hand was a cleaver used for chopping bones in the kitchen, with a row of steel-stamped Chinese characters on the blood-stained blade

Yang Feng instinctively took a step back, raised his right hand to block forward, and suddenly it was as if the moisture on a glass window had been wiped away. With the movement of his palm, a bright window appeared out of thin air, revealing a row of objects resembling knife handles. At that moment, the iron ruler at the front had already reached him. Without a second thought, he grabbed one of the knife handles and pulled it back sharply. The cold gleam of metal flashed before his eyes, and he immediately swung to the side. As the sharp weapon struck against bone, a delayed sensation followed, accompanied by a piercing scream from the opposite side, and the iron ruler that had nearly crashed onto his shoulder fell directly to the ground.

Demon, how dare you!

Ah!

Including the fatty meat, all five people across from him stopped in their tracks, staring in astonishment at the scene before them, gazing at the bone-cutting knife in his hand, yet not a single one of them noticed the strange window in the air. Yang Feng immediately realized that they could not see this window

In a dilapidated courtyard, a gaunt middle-aged scholar took a bite of a dry and hard steamed bun and said with a melancholic gaze at the sky

He picked up a slice of ham with his right hand and, while putting it into his mouth, said very seriously

... ...

Kang Mazi brand

At the same time

However, just as he drew a cleaver with his right hand, his left hand seemed to pass through the air as it reached through the knife rack by the window, clearly indicating that this hand could not touch the objects inside.

He kindly picked up a slice of ham and held it near the girl's mouth. She appeared to be extremely hungry and, after a brief hesitation, immediately took a bite.

What is with your outfit? Have you watched too many braid dramas? Also, what kind of place is this?

At this moment, the darkness surrounding the window in front of him was gradually spreading, and soon it mysteriously vanished. The air returned to normal, and it was evident that this phenomenon had a time limit. Yang Feng glanced at his right hand, and for some unknown reason, a vivid golden dragon's head had appeared in the palm of his hand, while the dragon's body extended into his sleeve. He rolled up his sleeve and discovered that his entire forearm was entwined, resembling a coiling dragon pillar.

The girl said after swallowing the ham

Well, what year is it now

Grandfather, I know where to hide

The young girl said

As a cold light streaked through the air, the sharp bone-cutting knife struck the fatty's forehead, instantly losing one-third of its blade. The fatty's scream abruptly ceased, and he fell backward to the ground with a thud, like a heavy sack of flour.

The appearance of ominous stars is frequent, and the nation is in turmoil, alas, alas!

Soon, Yang Feng inquired about her identity. Her name was Xiao Rou, and her surname was Lin. Orphaned at a young age, she was sold by her uncle to a military officer's household in the Zhenghuang Banner, where she served as a maid. Later, the young master, who was rather rotund, wanted to take her as a concubine. Unwilling to comply, she ran away and coincidentally bumped into Yang Feng, who had appeared out of nowhere.

Ancient city, night, meteor

This is truly a case of idleness at home leading to disaster from the heavens. One can only imagine that he was so engrossed in playing games for an extended period that his brain became oxygen-deprived and he fainted, only to wake up in the year 1700. This was a time when the Manchus were in their prime, the Three Feudatories had been eliminated, the Zheng family had been dealt with, and Galdan had been killed. Even the battles at Yaksa had concluded, and the common people had begun to subsist on sweet potatoes and eat coarse grains in what was referred to as a so-called prosperous era.

Send this traitor to the Nine Gates Commander

Yang Fengze glanced at his Panlong hand, then casually swiped at the air, causing a strange window to reappear. This time, however, the content inside had changed to the shelves of a supermarket. It was evident that this was a parallel space, and his right hand, or rather the golden dragon on his right hand, was able to communicate with this space. As for whether this phenomenon belonged to the realm of science fiction or fantasy, it remained unclear for the time being. He recalled that just before losing consciousness, there seemed to be a strange flash of light outside the window, but he could not determine if it was merely a hallucination at that moment. His right hand, or rather the golden dragon on his right hand, was able to communicate with this space, and as for whether this phenomenon belonged to the realm of science fiction or fantasy, it remained unclear for the time being. He recalled that just before losing consciousness, there seemed to be a strange flash of light outside the window, but he could not determine if it was merely a hallucination at that moment