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

They were extremely envious of their colleagues who were far away from here and were in charge of supervising the work in Yueping Mountain. If they were there at this moment, perhaps they could have avoided this disaster.

Facing this situation, County Magistrate Qin finally understood his situation and dared not to resist Fan Yanmu anymore. He begged for mercy: "Two heroes, what do you want? Just tell me, I will do it immediately. Please spare my life!"

Seeing that County Magistrate Qin had completely surrendered, Fan Yanmu sneered, "Immediately release all the arrested villagers, and promise not to arrest innocent people for quarrying in the future. If this happens again, I will massacre your county government with blood, leaving no one alive!"

County Magistrate Qin hurriedly bowed and agreed: "Release the villagers immediately and ask the warriors to lay down their weapons, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to Yu Wu anxiously and ordered: "Go to Yueping Mountain quickly and release the people."

Yu Wu was about to accept the order and set off, but was stopped by Xiao Zhixue's voice: "Wait, I'll go with you."

She did not have full confidence in Yu Wu, who simply followed orders. Moreover, deep down in her heart, she also longed to go to Yueping Mountain in person to find out whether the legendary treasure was really hidden there.

Fan Yanmu noticed Xiao Zhixue's intention and couldn't help feeling a little worried. In order to ensure that everything went well, he decisively decided to go with her.

"I'll go too."

After he finished speaking, Fan Yanmu kicked County Magistrate Qin away. The latter cried out in pain, curled up on the ground, pressed his hands tightly on his abdomen, and groaned continuously.

Fan Yanmu looked at County Magistrate Qin coldly and warned him again: "You just stay here and behave yourself. If you dare to mobilize troops, your men will die with you."

County Magistrate Qin was so frightened that he dared not disobey. He just nodded and agreed, trembling with fear, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Fan Yanmu and Xiao Zhixue followed closely in Yu Wu's footsteps, like two unwavering shadows, striding across the ancient threshold of the county government office and into the light and noise of the outside world.

Although the target, Yueping Mountain, is not out of reach, it still requires some effort.

This time, Yu Wu seemed to have learned wisdom from his previous lessons and no longer tried to get away with it with cunning cleverness. Instead, he chose the most direct and honest path, leading the two of them towards the misty Yueping Mountain.

Soon, the footprints of the three people were clearly visible on the land soaked with their hard work and sweat at the foot of Yueping Mountain.

Here, the villagers seem to be racing against time, working hard among the rocks day and night.

The officers supervising them took turns watching them like hawks. Their stern eyes and harsh orders were like swords hanging over their heads, making people dare not slack off even a little.

Under such high-intensity labor, a thin villager finally exhausted his last bit of strength and collapsed weakly beside the dusty path.

Just as he tried to catch his breath, a cold command accompanied by a whip shadow cut through the air, mercilessly lashing his body, leaving deep red marks.

"How dare you slack off right under my nose? Get up and keep digging!"

The officer's voice was filled with unquestionable iron-bloodedness and coldness, which was chilling.

The villager lying on the ground was trembling all over, tears of pain mixed with sweat, sliding down his wrinkled face, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth, use up his last bit of strength, and re-engage in the seemingly endless digging.

Xiao Zhixue looked through the crowd and saw that a huge cave had been dug out at the foot of Yueping Mountain. It was bottomless, like a wound in the earth.

From time to time, carts loaded with heavy stones slowly drove out of the dark cave, pushed forward by the villagers who were already exhausted to the limit using their last bit of strength.

The supervisory officers were like wandering ghosts, patrolling everywhere with whips in their hands ready to strike at any time to punish any villagers who took even a short rest.

In this army of workers, there are both young and old people. There are white-haired old men with hunched backs, as if every shovel of soil they dig will exhaust their life's strength.

There were also children who were still childish, with traces of tears still on their faces. They were only seven or eight years old, but they were forced to bear burdens that were extremely disproportionate to their age.

This group of ruthless supervisors soon noticed the newly joined trio. One of them mistakenly thought that Yu Wu had brought two more laborers who could be exploited, so he strode forward with a look of contempt and arrogance, and glanced at Xiao Zhixue and Fan Yanmu with disdain.

"Yu Wu, why are you alone? Where are your boss and the others? Do you want us, the hard-working officials, to do more work?"

His words were full of sarcasm and irony, attempting to stir up trouble with his words.

Yu Wu was about to explain when the impatient officer lost his patience. Seeing that the two men did not respond immediately, he raised his whip, intending to use violence to force them to submit.

However, before the whip arrived, Fan Yanmu was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he grabbed the whip in a flash. The force was so great that the official was surprised and furious.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to scold, a powerful force suddenly came from the whip, catching him off guard. His body lost control and stumbled forward, and his cheek hit the angular stone hard. With a dull thud, a front tooth flew out along with blood.

The officer struggled to his feet in great pain, bloody saliva and broken teeth gushed out of his mouth, and his roar was filled with unspeakable hatred: "I want your life!"

After saying that, he drew the knife from his waist and slashed at Fan Yanmu fiercely.

But Fan Yanmu just snorted coldly, easily snatched the whip, and swung it backhand. The tip of the whip hit the officer's face as accurately as a snake. The force was so great that the officer saw stars and almost fainted from the pain.

This series of swift yet precise movements made Fan Yanmu seem to be surrounded by an invisible storm. The whip shadow had not disappeared, the knife light had faded, and the officer's face was distorted in severe pain. His cries of pain resounded through the sky, attracting other officers who were patrolling nearby to gather around.

They attacked indiscriminately, the whips in their hands approached Fan Yanmu and Xiao Zhixue like raindrops, with gleams of revenge in their eyes.

Faced with the sudden siege, Fan Yanmu displayed amazing skills and wit. He nimbly grabbed an officer who was rushing in the front and used him as a shield, and all the angry whip shadows fell on this unfortunate scapegoat.

All that was heard was a series of heart-wrenching screams. The man's clothes were torn, revealing his scarred skin. The scene was horrific.

Xiao Zhixue took advantage of the chaos and nimbly hid behind Fan Yanmu's solid back, observing every possible angle of attack.

When the officers raised their whips again, she accurately picked up a few stones from the ground and threw them at lightning speed, hitting the men's wrists.