In the Blade

Chapter 302 Good people really get good rewards

Du Chengfeng's goodwill release naturally failed.

The local nobles didn't even want to meet him, and they didn't even look down on his so-called meeting gift - or rather, they didn't need to accept this gift anyway, as long as they killed him in prison, wouldn't all the things be left?

After confirming that the giant had no intention of resisting, the guards became even more arrogant, as if they had really defeated the giant.

But it was just as if, they tried to torture the giant, but even if the torture instruments in the torture room were broken, the giant didn't hurt a hair.

So they could only lock the giant in prison, but being able to lock him in already meant that they had won, and the rest was to wait until everyone discussed how to deal with the stolen goods, and then drag the giant to behead him.

Du Chengfeng could tear open the prison door in front of him with ease, but he just looked at the solid fence, stunned.

"Am I really wrong?"

In prison, Du Chengfeng, who had nothing to do, began to think about life.

He had clearly tried his best to show his kindness, but he was still locked up in jail. Could it be that people in this world could not feel his kindness?

"It doesn't make sense. It was fine before..."

Du Chengfeng began to scratch his head.

It was indeed fine before. Whether it was when he first arrived at Yangjiabao or on the road of fighting, he might have killed some people, but he always tried his best to restrain the idea of taking action and tried to maintain his kindness.

After all, this is what he learned.

To be a polite and good person is something he has been taught since he was a child. As long as you are kind to others, others will be kind to you. This is a statement that has been repeated countless times - although, from a practical point of view, this concept may not be correct, but there is no way, he has been educated to be such a person.

When he has no power, he will fight for a sense of security, and when he has power and is sure of his safety, he will immediately return to this kind state. This is why he has always said that he is a pacifist. After all, he really is such a person.

"Maybe it's just because I met good people before."

Du Chengfeng sighed and could only understand it this way.

If he had met a lunatic who did all kinds of evil when he first came to this world, he might really grow up to be a butcher with blood on his hands and no longer trusting others. But when he first came to this world, he met the good old man Li Mujiang. With such a kind-hearted old brother, it would be difficult for him to do anything evil.

If you think about it this way, it's understandable that the Desert City treated him like this.

This place is full of robbers and bandits, and even the guards guarding the city look ferocious, so the people here will naturally be affected...As the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black. People here don't believe in kindness, so how could anyone think of his goodness?

But what Du Chengfeng didn't expect was that there were really people who thought of his goodness.

And there are not a few such people.

Although the people of the Desert City were quite afraid of the giant who delivered food to their doorsteps before, and even refused to open the door for him, after hearing the news that the giant was captured, many people actually felt a little sympathy for him - mainly because they couldn't understand why the giant was captured without doing anything wrong?

He was willing to take the initiative to send them food as a gift, so he must be a good person. In fact, even if they didn't accept the food, they had no objection to the giant's idea of living in the Yellow Sand City, especially after they knew that the giant was captured, which made them confirm one thing.

That is, the giant was very disciplined.

As locals, they all knew the level of the city guards and the guards. Although these people usually carried swords and showed off their power, if they really started fighting, they might not even be able to suppress the robbers outside. But everyone also heard that the gang of robbers outside who were called the God of the Desert were suppressed by this giant alone, and the food was also the reward given to the giant by the city guards.

Even if the guards concealed the news, the locals were not blind. They had their own channels of information, especially when they deliberately wanted to understand.

However, such a giant who was good at fighting was captured by a group of city guards who were as lazy as buckets. The giant could obviously beat dozens of them alone, but he was still captured by these lazy buckets. This was enough to show how righteous this giant was. He was willing to abide by the law, willing to solve the problem in a friendly way, and even chose to cooperate when he could knock down the guards and escape.

"What's wrong with letting such a nice guy stay here?"

Facing the guards' interrogation, the old woman continued to speak.

"With such a person as a neighbor, I can sleep more peacefully at night. At least there won't be any blind robbers who will sneak here in the middle of the night... So what's going on with you? How did you catch a good man?"

"I..."

The leading guard was stunned by the question and couldn't think of how to respond to this set of rhetoric for a while.

"We, we suspect that he is an enemy spy, a spy sent by the robbers."

After hesitating for a long time, the guards finally found a plausible reason, but it was obvious that this reason was not very tenable - the robbers' spies turned around and wiped out the largest robber gang outside the city. Was this rhetoric testing everyone's intelligence level?

"Let him go!"

Perhaps because of the intellectual humiliation, a local resident was the first to shout.

Then, the second and the third.

"Let him go! Let him go!"

"Why do you arrest a good man!"

"Let him go! Let him go! Let him go!"

Faced with the increasingly loud shouts and the increasingly large crowds, the guards were sweating profusely and hurriedly fled back.

But this was just the beginning.

Wu Zhao also noticed this change, but he was still busy with his own affairs. After all, many people on his side had chosen to obey, so it was inevitable to teach them some basic combat knowledge - they always had to master some martial arts, otherwise they would be captured by the local conservatives like Du Chengfeng, and he would not make such a fool.

But when Wu Zhao started teaching again, he found that many people were absent from today's teaching.

"What's the matter? Didn't they come?"

Wu Zhao was very angry. In his opinion, this was a sign of disobedience and something that must be abandoned.

It was at this time that other old farmers who came to receive training told the reason for the matter.

"They were all called away by their families, saying that they were asked to do something."

"What to do? Can it be more important than our training?"

Wu Zhao frowned. What he hated most was this kind of disobedience.

"Tell me! What did they do?"

"It seems that their families asked them to help."

Another old farmer added.

"Remember they were asked to save a good person?"

The second update is here, and everyone should rest early.