Chapter 964 Musket
Jiang Fenghua drew her soft sword from her waist and stabbed at the bandit. The bandit, controlled by the flute music, had no idea what he was doing. Fortunately, Jiang Fenghua was skilled and instantly stopped the bandit's knife from stabbing Zhang Yumo and Qin Yunyan, and subdued the bandit.
The two women instantly snapped out of their daze and were terrified by the chaos before them. Just as they were still in a daze, Jiang Fenghua pulled them aside to avoid another bandit attacking them. Seeing Jiang Fenghua protecting them, they didn't understand why she was saving them.
Jiang Fenghua said coldly, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and find a place to hide."
The two nodded blankly. Their efforts of serving Jiang Fenghua tea and water these past few days had finally paid off. She probably didn't want them to die because she was afraid that no one would take care of her on the road.
The two exchanged a glance, indicating that they understood Jiang Fenghua well. They had suffered and been tormented by her all along the way. In Qin Yunyan and Zhang Yumo's hearts, Jiang Fenghua was not a kind person.
Jiang Fenghua had no time to pay attention to them. Seeing that the people in the earth god temple were also controlled by the flute music and ran outside, she kicked Xiao Shang's bamboo flute with her long leg. Instantly, the flute music he was playing stopped, and everyone came to their senses.
Xiao Shang didn't care about human life at all, and said coldly, "These are ruthless bandits who kill without blinking an eye. I am saving you. How can you not distinguish between good and evil?"
"If you don't stop, the bandits' knives will hurt the people." Jiang Fenghua directly exposed him, "You know I won't be controlled by your flute music, so you want to use it to make Aoxue and the others get entangled with the bandits and get hurt, leaving me alone so you can control me, right?"
Xiao Shang paused. He hadn't really thought that way. He genuinely wanted to save them. Did she really not believe him?
At this moment, the bandit leader also came to his senses. He saw that the knife in his hand was pointed at his own brothers, and that his men were either dead or wounded. He didn't know what had happened, and angrily pointed in Xiao Shang's direction, "It was your bamboo flute that caused this."
Xiao Shang said, "Since you know, why don't you hurry up and die?"
The leader said coldly, "I'm going to kill you all."
Suddenly, the leader pulled a musket from his waist, pointed the barrel at Xiao Shang, and activated the mechanism. A ball of gunpowder exploded on Xiao Shang's body, but Xiao Shang was quick enough to escape unharmed.
The bandits, now armed with muskets, instantly gained the upper hand, and they relentlessly pursued Xiao Shang.
At the same time, Jiang Fenghua looked at the crowd of people in front of the land temple, some of whom had even been injured by bandits, and said to Xiao Shang, "Quickly play the flute."
Xiao Shang retorted deliberately, "Didn't you forbid me from playing the flute? Then give me the antidote!"
Jiang Fenghua said coldly, "Just do what I told you to do, why all the nonsense?"
Xiao Shang picked up his bamboo flute and a melodious tune rang out. Those who heard his flute were instantly bewitched and began to hallucinate. Seeing that the bandit leader had not yet recovered, Jiang Fenghua swiftly kicked the bandit in the head. Her years of dance training had not been for nothing; she stretched her legs straight out and kicked out quickly and accurately. The leader was kicked to the ground, and she picked up the musket that the leader had dropped.
Xiao Shang was shocked by Jiang Fenghua's fluid and graceful movements. He stopped playing his flute. He had long known that Jiang Fenghua was skilled in martial arts, but he hadn't expected her long, slender legs to be so powerful.
She had clearly seen the leader fire the musket at Xie Shang. Pulling the trigger would have caused sparks to fly from the machine gun barrel, but no matter what she did, no gunpowder was fired.
The bandit leader was thrown to the ground, and when he saw Jiang Fenghua snatch his musket, he sneered, "We're out of ammunition, so the musket is useless to you."
Jiang Fenghua then realized that it needed to be loaded with ammunition to fire. She picked up the musket and pretended to destroy it, saying, "Since this thing is useless, I'll just destroy it."
The bandit leader, trembling with fear, scrambled to his feet and cried out, "No!"
Jiang Fenghua said, "Oh, so this thing is so important to you!"
She held it in her hands and played with it, thinking, "Since it's so important, I'm going to smash it to pieces."
The leader's eyes darted around as he thought to himself: This thing is very precious. Black Wind Stronghold only has two in total. The chief has one, and the one he has is just a temporary one that he's given to him to use. He's going to return it to the stronghold. How will he explain himself if she breaks it?
The bandit leader took a step back. "Give me back my things, and we'll retreat immediately and won't cause you any more trouble."
Jiang Fenghua didn't believe his nonsense. "We're surrounded by elderly people, women, and children. If we really return it to you, what will you do if you go back on your word?"
The bandit leader first showed sincerity, saying to the rest of the bandits, "Everyone step back, get out."
The bandits retreated, and the leader continued, "We Black Wind Stronghold people value brotherhood and loyalty. I, Zhuang Zhiwu, always keep my word. Go and ask around about the reputation of Black Wind Stronghold. Why would I lie to a woman like you?"
“I can’t agree with killing without blinking an eye,” Jiang Fenghua said, pointing to the mess on the ground.
Zhuang Zhiwu was furious, his eyes fixed on the musket in her hand. "Then what do you want me to believe that I swear on my life that I will never come back?"
"I don't want your life unless you show some sincerity, otherwise I'll smash this gun."
Jiang Fenghua learned from the conversation that the muskets were probably stolen by Black Wind Stronghold from others, and there shouldn't be many of them, which is why he treasured them so much.
This thing is really strange. Who invented it? It can shoot bullets from the muzzle and injure people.
Zhuang Zhiwu had no choice but to say again, "Tell me what sincerity you have. As long as it is within my power, I will definitely do it."
Jiang Fenghua glanced at the villagers behind her and said, "Their relatives are trapped in the village by the mudslide. Try to go in and see if there are any survivors and rescue them."
Zhuang Zhiwu said, "The nearby villages have all been affected by the disaster, and most of the people have died. Besides, the roads are blocked, so we can't get in at all. Aren't you making things difficult for us?"
Jiang Fenghua said in a deep voice: "Since you know that the people are suffering from disaster, why do you still come to rob them? You are a group of grown men with hands and feet and strength, yet you come to rob ordinary people. What kind of men are you?"
Zhuang Zhiwu was stunned. This was their livelihood; there was no reason not to rob. What did this young woman mean by controlling everything, even their bodily functions?
Jiang Fenghua continued, "You just said your name is Zhuang Zhiwu, which sounds like a decent name, but you do terrible things."
Zhuang Zhiwu angrily said, "What business is it of yours what name I choose? Why do you have to interfere?"
His real name isn't Zhuang Zhiwu; someone else gave him that name. He used to be called Zhuang Gouzi, his brother was called Zhuang Danzi, and later Zhuang Zhigao. What terrible names! He didn't care about them, but his older brother insisted that he have that name.
Zhuang Zhiwu fell silent.
Jiang Fenghua said, "Hurry up and fix the road. If you're even a quarter of an hour late, I'll break off a part of it so you can't load ammunition."
Xiao Shang also became interested in the musket in Jiang Fenghua's hand. In his previous life, he knew that this thing was developed by a reclusive master, but unfortunately, he did not find the person who developed the musket even after conquering the Central Plains.
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