Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

The leading officer had a livid face and the anger in his eyes almost bursting out. He roared and drew the long sword from his waist without hesitation. The blade flashed with a cold light and turned into a silver lightning, slashing towards Fan Yanmu.

However, Fan Yanmu's reaction was even quicker. He slightly turned his body and effortlessly kicked away the oncoming sharp blade. Then, his arm, as if made of steel, instantly grasped the throat of the leading official with such force that it seemed as if he could suffocate the person invisibly.

The leading officer felt as if his throat was tightly clamped by an iron hoop. His breathing was immediately blocked and even the most basic struggle seemed extremely difficult.

Fan Yanmu's eyes were like ice in winter, coldly piercing everyone's heart: "Tell me! Whose powerful lackeys are you? How dare you act recklessly and oppress innocent villagers in Taoyuan Village?"

The officers were terrified when they saw this. They held their swords and said in trembling voices, "Quickly let go of the leader, otherwise, you will never get away unscathed!"

As they talked, no one dared to take a step forward. Fear made their legs and feet go weak, and the swords in their hands trembled.

Fan Yanmu's gaze was like the abyss of the underworld, filled with a bone-chilling chill. He swept across every person present one by one. That gaze seemed to be able to see through souls, making people feel cold in their hearts, as if they were confronting the judge at the gates of hell, with only a fine line between life and death.

His voice was so low that it seemed to come from the underworld, and every word was filled with a chilling chill: "If you say one more word to evade me, I will break your throat!"

As the words fell, all the oxygen in the air seemed to solidify, making it difficult to breathe.

The leading officer tried his best to squeeze out a desperate voice from the depths of his throat: "How can an ant like you ask our master's name? If you don't let go, the master's wrath will make sure that nothing remains of you!"

After he finished speaking, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, but in the end it could not resist the instinctive desire for life.

Fan Yanmu said nothing about his resistance, but just smiled lightly, then turned his wrist, and with a clear "click" sound of fracture, the leading officer's neck broke in his hand.

The man's wide-open eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness, his open mouth seemed to be telling his last wail, his head tilted weakly to one side, and the fire of life was completely extinguished.

Fan Yanmu threw the corpse to the remaining officers, who hurriedly caught it with expressions of horror and disbelief.

Witnessing the tragic state of their leader, the fear in the hearts of these officials was instantly ignited by anger. With red eyes, they rushed towards Fan Yanmu desperately, but the moment they got close, they were stabbed in the back one by one by a shadow hidden in the dark with an extremely precise dagger, and fell to the ground one after another, without a sound.

Only the last officer was left standing there in a daze. Soon, his legs became weak and his crotch became wet in fear. Shame and fear were intertwined.

The villagers who witnessed this scene finally found an outlet for their long-suppressed resentment. They knew very well that their relatives had suffered misfortunes, and those officials and bandits of unknown origin were still at large, making it difficult to redress their injustice.

Now, those officers who dared to set foot in the village again and arrest people at will have received the retribution they deserved, which can be considered a kind of consolation.

It was Qian’s first time experiencing such a shocking scene. She was so frightened that her face turned pale and her whole body was trembling. She stood there like a sculpture, at a loss as to what to do.

At this moment, Ying Yi, who had mysteriously disappeared before, appeared silently behind the last trembling official. The dagger in his hand was still dripping with the former's blood, and it was flashing with cold light, which was terrifying.

Ying Yi placed the knife across the officer's fragile neck. With just a light touch, the officer's legs softened and his knees slammed to the ground. He fell to his knees at Fan Yanmu's feet, begging, "Master, please spare my life! I am just a minor official. I was coerced and had no choice. Please have mercy on me and let me live!"

The sorrowful voice is touching.

Fan Yanmu's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes were as cold as ice, and his voice was low and powerful.

"Tell me, who ordered you, a bunch of villains, to come to this peaceful village, do whatever you want, and arrest people at will? If you choose to remain silent, then the fate that awaits you will be exactly the same as that of your fallen companions!"

The official Yu Wu's forehead was red from repeatedly kowtowing, and sweat and dust were mixed together, making him look extremely disheveled.

His eyes were filled with fear and despair, but he kept begging for mercy: "I'll tell you everything, please spare my life! Our master is the county magistrate of Leishi County. He once accidentally discovered that our family's ancestral tomb is hidden under Yueping Mountain. It is said that there are countless rare treasures buried there. So the county magistrate sent us here and forced the villagers to dig for the treasure."

Looking at Yu Wu's frightened appearance that almost lost his soul, Fan Yanmu's cold face seemed to flash a trace of imperceptible pity, but it was quickly replaced by firm determination.

He turned his head slightly, gave a look to Ying Er beside him, and said with an unquestionable determination, "Get up, take me to visit your 'kind' master."

Ying Er, who received the order, slowly put the sharp blade in his hand back into the sheath. Yu Wu then stood up tremblingly as if he had been pardoned, his legs feeling as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

On the other side, after hearing the news about the treasure, Xiao Zhixue's eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation. She said anxiously to her parents and two brothers, "Dad, Mom, big brother and second brother, if I can't come back in time tonight, please don't wait here for too long. You should leave with the folks in Shangqiao Village and we will meet in Sanma Town."

Her words revealed an unconcealable determination and adventurous spirit, foreshadowing that a storm caused by treasure was quietly beginning.

Zhou Shuqiong and Xiao Wei felt that Xiao Zhixue had made up her mind from her firm words.

Zhou Shuqiong held her daughter's hand tightly, her brows full of reluctance and worry. "How can this be possible? It's too dangerous. How can I let you step into such an unknown danger?"

Xiao Wei's face was also full of worry. He gently comforted: "Third girl, don't interfere in this matter. Let Master Fan handle it alone. We can just wait at home."

But for Xiao Zhixue, the potential treasure was like the brightest star in the sky, attracting her irresistibly.

If Yue Pingshan really buried treasures of gold and silver, then she would be only one step away from changing her fate and achieving prosperity for her family.

Moreover, the wealth in the county magistrate's mansion also made her eager to make a move, and she was determined to plunder all the money there at all costs.

She smiled confidently and brightly at her family, and comforted them: "Don't worry, I know what's going on. Nothing will happen."