Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 704 Fan Wujiu

"Time: December 3rd of the 14th year of Jiaqi. Location: Chengdu Prefecture in Shu. Recorder: The brothel owner of the Jinyiwei Xiaoqi in Inuyama Castle in the Japanese district."

"The person I'm going to meet today is my former boss, the commander-in-chief of the Jinyiwei of Inuyama Castle in the Japanese District, Fan Wujiu."

In a tavern that was not doing very well, a brothel owner sat in a corner, talking to himself in front of a recording desk.

The absurd and strange behavior did not attract the attention of other drinkers. After all, there are too many strange people in today's world.

"It's still a quarter of an hour before the time Mr. Fan and I agreed to meet. Before he arrives, I'll explain the historical background of this recording."

"It has been nearly five months since the 'Dragon and Tiger Destruction' incident, which symbolized the decline of the entire New School of Taoism. During this period of time, the entire Ming Empire has undergone earth-shaking changes."

"In the sequence, the new cabinet headed by the Imperial Prince Zhu Pingxu issued a 'Zhang Punishment' through the Yellow Millet Dream at the end of June this year, when the last Zhang Tianshi died. It listed the ten unforgivable crimes committed by the New Donglin Party, and denounced the New Donglin Party for betraying the emperor's trust, betraying the people's expectations, forming a clique to abuse power, and disrupting the government."

"A large number of Confucian aristocratic families publicly expressed their support and angrily denounced Zhang Fengyue, the former leader of the New Donglin Party, for deceiving the emperor and forming a clique for personal gain, calling him a thief who stole the country. At the same time, they were willing to accept all punishments from the court. At this point, the New Donglin Party, which had controlled the imperial court for nearly two hundred years, completely became history."

"In early July, Emperor Jiaqi issued an imperial decree, announcing that the empire was facing an unprecedented crisis, calling on all Ming people to join forces to face the national crisis and protect their homeland. At the same time, he would rebuild the Ming army, which had been cancelled for many years, with the military order as the core. The military and civilians would work together to suppress the Honghu rebellion and rebuild the glory of the empire."

The brothel owner paused for a moment, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "A game of thief crying thief is being played out so openly. It is really absurd and ironic, and it is rare in ancient and modern times."

"And according to rumors, the imperial palace in Northern Zhili is now just an empty building. The entire Zhu Ming imperial family and a group of core ministers have been missing under the cover of Huang Liang's will. It seems that the dragon flag is still there, but in fact it is empty."

"As for Zhang Fengyue, who had been stripped of his position as prime minister and labeled a traitor to the country, he was operating openly in the Jinling area, the secondary capital, under the name of the president of the New Donglin Academy. He spared no effort to expose the conspiracy between the royal family and Honghu, and called on the people of the world not to shed blood and sacrifice for the so-called emperor and father in vain, but to fight for their own survival."

"What's strange is that despite the fact that the two sides are at loggerheads and have been engaged in verbal battles, and that Zhang Shanchang is in the open while the royal family is in the dark, no member of the royal family has dared to enter the Nanzhili area to carry out the so-called 'rebellion suppression'."

"After the death of Zhang Xiji, the last Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, and the massacre of the entire Longhu Mountain clan, the leaderless New Daoist Order was no longer able to reverse its decline and thus fell apart. The remaining members of the Daoist Order gathered believers, established Taoist temples in various places, and established their own sects."

"But after losing the shortcut to cultivation in 'Huangliang Cave Heaven', the new Taoist order has a tendency to go astray. Some people even began to imitate the original Buddhist order, plundering believers to build the Taoist kingdom in their bodies, using killing to nourish the Tao, and degenerating into demonic cultivation."

"All the Han Buddhist sects also left the empire and went to the foreign lands to make pilgrimages, trying to convert to Buddhism under the Bodhisattva Yuan Mingfei, but were rejected. Not only the Han Buddhist sects, but even the foreign Buddhist sects that remained in the foreign lands were all expelled."

"Desperate and disheartened, many Buddhists chose to leave the empire, while a few chose to walk through some poor mountains and bad waters. They hoped that this way they could wash away their sins and one day be accepted back into the Buddhist kingdom of the Ten Directions Bodhisattvas."

"But no matter what, the three religions that once led the Ming Dynasty have gradually withdrawn. Now among those who followed the order, the names of the three new religions have begun to circulate, namely, the order of vertical and horizontal, the order of Yin and Yang, and the order of military operations. However, the order of Yin and Yang should perhaps be more accurately called the order of Huangliang ghosts."

The brothel owner was so thirsty from what he had said that he picked up the Jiannan wine on the table and drank a full glass.

The fishy and spicy taste in his throat instantly perked him up, and he continued talking to the screen.

"Under the sequence, it can be said that it is in dire straits. Honghu is everywhere, bewitching people and stirring up unrest. He claims to be pleading for the people, but the targets are ordinary people. They are killing, and the Ming army responsible for suppressing them is also killing, but only they themselves know whether the Honghu who died under their guns is real or fake."

"The government offices responsible for maintaining order in the prefectures are now non-existent. The base that was once regarded as a forbidden fruit by various forces has also been destroyed. There are refugees everywhere, gangs are rampant, black market transactions are thriving, and the business of flesh and prosthetic limbs is booming."

"But these are not what ordinary people fear the most. What they fear the most is the 'Yellow Millet Ghost'."

The brothel owner said in a heavy tone, "Nowadays, demons and ghosts are rampant in the Huangliang Dream Realm. Entering a dream is like eating poison. The beautiful woman in your dream who was sleeping with you in your arms one moment may turn into a heart-eating evil ghost the next moment. After eating your consciousness, she will sneak into your real body and transform into a new believer of the Zonghengxu."

"But even though it's so dangerous, there are still countless people rushing to the Huangliang Dream Realm, not worrying that they might be the next one to be possessed. Even the inferior dreams that were once despised have now become a hot commodity, a hard currency that is more durable than bullets and weapons. This may be an opportunity for the rise of Chaos."

The brothel owner laughed at himself and continued, "Perhaps it is to escape the chaos of the world, or perhaps it is because of the temptation of the sequence. The popularity of 'Huangliang' is now even better than before the turmoil. Although some people hate it so much that they choose to remove their brain intelligence, it is just a drop in the ocean in the entire Ming Empire."

"The world has collapsed to this point, and people's hearts are lost. How can I realize the 'Jue Tian Di Tong' that once made my blood boil?"

The brothel owner in the picture has a dazed look in his eyes, and he doesn't seem to know where his future is heading.

"Where is the brothel owner? Mr. Fan, here I come."

Just then, a loud and hearty laugh broke in from outside the tavern.

The brothel owner suddenly came back to his senses and was about to respond when he saw several figures suddenly jumping out from the darkness of the tavern!

"You are Fan Wujiu?!"

"hold head high"

boom!
The sudden sound of gunfire was mixed with the sharp sound of blades being drawn from their sheaths.

"A bunch of Zhu family lackeys dare to ambush you, Mr. Fan? You are courting death!"

The brothel owner's thick eyebrows suddenly raised up and his figure rushed out of the screen in an instant.

Explosions and gunshots rang out one after another, blood and wine were splattered everywhere, and flying figures passed through the screen from time to time, making a dull sound.

The sudden fight did not last long, and after a while, the tavern returned to peace.

"What are you doing, brothel owner?"

The picture suddenly shook violently, and then a rough face stained with blood appeared.

Fan Wujiu asked curiously while wiping the blood-stained documents off his face in front of the screen.

Pfft!

The brothel owner stabbed the still twitching corpse at his feet with a knife, wiped his hands on his robe, and then took the documents from Fan Wujiu.

"I come from a humble background, you should remember this, General."

Before the brothel owner could finish her words, Fan Wujiu interrupted her with a wave of his hand.

He picked up a relatively intact chair from the ruins and sat down carelessly in the blood all over the ground.

"I'm not a general now. The Jinyiwei we used to be familiar with is long gone. If you don't mind, just call me Brother Fan."

The brothel owner responded, raised the documents in his hand, and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, Brother Fan. My previous dream was to build a Huangliang dream with 'the world divided into martial arts' as the background, but now I think the turmoil and changes we are experiencing are more exciting, so I want to use our group of people as a template to accumulate some materials."

"whatever."

Fan Wujiu spoke nonchalantly, lowering his head and sweeping the ground, as if searching for any surviving wine or drinks.

Having obtained permission, the brothel owner hurriedly brought a table, secured the documents, and adjusted the screen to ensure that it could be locked on Fan Wujiu.

"Is it necessary to go through so much trouble? Can't you just change your eyes into mechanical eyes?"

The brothel owner answered as he worked: "I have removed all the artificial limbs on my body, including the spiritual orifices."

Fan Wujiu was stunned when he heard this: "Why? Are you worried about Zhan Shun?"

"Not really. I just think that real chaos doesn't need these things."

The brothel owner sat opposite Fan Wujiu, looking at the wall with a big hole behind him. He suddenly seemed to remember something and asked hurriedly, "Brother Fan, should we go to another place to talk? Otherwise, if those people come to attack again..."

"It doesn't matter. These bastards usually flee immediately if they miss a target. After killing them, we should be able to have a few days of peace again."

Fan Wujiu seemed to have already gotten used to this kind of attack and didn't take it seriously at all. The brothel owner said in a deep voice: "These Honghu are really bold to attack so frequently! Aren't they afraid that Baihu..Jun will cause trouble for them?"

"For a small fight like this, those who come are all low-ranking small characters. Their purpose is just to use me to warn Brother Jun. They dare not really take action. Besides, the Zhu family is hiding so deep now. Brother Jun has no place to use his strength. If he can't cut off the leader, it will be useless to kill as many minions as possible."

The brothel owner said worriedly, "If it's so dangerous, Brother Fan shouldn't have left Moyuan in the first place."

"The Zhu family wants to be a turtle, but I can't learn from them. Those blacksmiths are too boring, and I can't pee in the same pot with them. Besides, I don't like living under someone else's roof."

Just then, there was a sudden burst of noisy footsteps and shouting outside the door, and judging from the noise, there were quite a few people coming.

Fan Wujiu raised his hand to signal the brothel owner not to be nervous, then turned and shouted outside the door, "Stop making such a fuss, I'm not dead yet."

The noise suddenly stopped, and a sturdy man walked in respectfully.

"Master, are you okay?"

Fan Wujiu raised his chin slightly and said, "It's okay, there's no need to make a fuss. Disband all the brothers outside."

"Yes."

"correct."

Fan Wujiu stopped the man who was about to leave and said, "Pull out all the Honghu secret agents you have controlled during this period and teach them a lesson, otherwise they will think that we are afraid of them."

"Got it. I'll take someone to do it right away."

When the man left, the shock on the brothel owner's face had not yet faded.

"Brother Fan, he..."

"Recognize it?"

Fan Wujiu raised his head and said with a smug smile: "Yes, just like our brother Jun, he is also a lone warrior. To be honest, if I didn't have brother Jun as a backer, such a person would not be willing to work under a soldier like me. But it doesn't matter, after all, I have also given orders to people from the lone martial order, right?"

"What about you now?"

"Muddy Waters Brother."

Fan Wujiu said bluntly: "I remember I also informed you and asked you to come and hang out with me, but you rejected me at that time."

"I am still suitable for wandering around. If it weren't for my livelihood, I probably wouldn't have become a Jinyiwei."

"So you just stopped by to see me this time?"

Fan Wujiu narrowed his eyes and had a mischievous smile on his face.

The brothel owner smiled awkwardly, and just when he didn't know how to answer, Fan Wujiu suddenly burst into laughter.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. We are brothers who have fought against the Japanese pirates together. I don't know why you are so reserved. Everyone has their own aspirations. How could I possibly make things difficult for you?"

Fan Wujiu restrained his banditry a little and said seriously, "If you have anything to ask, just ask."

The brothel owner calmed down and spoke in a deep voice, "Brother Fan, why did you return to Shu and rebuild the Hunshui Pao Brotherhood?"

"Simple, because besides chopping people, I don't know what else I can do."

Fan Wujiu answered neatly: "Besides, you know the world well. Today they are rebels, but tomorrow they may be imperial soldiers. Now they are ordinary people, but tomorrow they may become rebels. I can't stand it, so I will take the lead and make trouble for the Zhu family. Although it may not be of much use, at least I feel relieved."

"Brother Fan, don't be too modest. Now that you have become the helmsman, I think you have secured a place in the Chengdu government, right?"

"I want to be humble, but do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Fan Wujiu spread his hands and said, "The current empire is even more chaotic than the criminal district back then. In this city alone, there are the Confucian aristocrats, the military and legal pacification army, and in the dark there are the Honghu, the demon cultivators, the Huangliang ghost, and the blood-robed Confucian order of the New Donglin Academy."

"Even those sequences that were rare before have become more numerous now. There are even more gangs like the Hunshui Pao Brothers. You hit me, I hit you, it's very lively."

Fan Wujiu sighed and said, "If I didn't have a strong backer and the support of Mo Yuan, I might not be able to stand firm."

"What about the ordinary people who are not included in the order?"

"Surviving in the cracks, life is worse than that of the criminals back then."

Fan Wujiu's words were concise and to the point, but after saying this, he fell into a long silence.

"Honghu spreads hatred, and the academy deceives people. The Taoist temple sells souls, and the ghosts in dreams eat people's hearts. Even if they can avoid all this, they will still be faced with the iron whip of the law and the obstruction of the armed hands."

Fan Wujiu said slowly: "Even if someone is lucky enough to avoid all dangers and temptations, there might be a Ruxu in blood-stained clothes standing in front of you at any time, putting a knife or a gun in your hands, asking you to avenge your relatives who have died in vain and fight for yourself who is still alive. Who can refuse?"

"But the Hunshui Pao Brothers I heard from others on my way here would not do this."

"When I was taking refuge in Moyuan before, I often heard Zhao Qingxia mutter a sentence, saying that those above the sequence can become Buddhas and ancestors, and those below the sequence are all ants."

Fan Wujiu shook his head and said, "I don't like being someone else's ancestor. Now that God won't allow me to go anywhere, I can only force my way in with a knife. Brother Jun has always done this, so I should do the same."

The brothel owner asked softly, "Brother Fan, if you really make a breakthrough one day, what else do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do?"

Fan Wujiu suddenly stood up, and the men guarding the door shouted in unison: "Master!"

"This is what I want to do, not too much but a lot, not greedy but also greedy. Just to make sure the people around me don't kneel, that's enough."

Without any wine to send him off, Fan Wujiu seemed a little bored.

He had already reached the door of the tavern, but suddenly he stopped and turned back to look at the brothel owner who seemed to be thinking about something.

"A brothel owner."

"To!"

Almost subconsciously, the brothel owner stood up and stood straight.

"I haven't forgotten your sequence, nor your real name."

Fan Wujiu grinned: "Miscellaneous Lin Jinjiang, please don't die."

“Don’t die either.”

Lin Jinjiang stared at the receding figure in a daze, but suddenly remembered.

Fan Wujiu is not his real name.

(End of this chapter)