The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 100 Similar
Seeing that Zhang Yuhuai didn't want to say anything, Fan Jiu was silent for a moment and looked at the boy with his eyes closed on the bed.

"When I was a child, my father was arrested by the government and taken away from home to repair the river bank. My mother caught my father and was whipped to death by the government runners.

My father never came back. I heard that he died of exhaustion.

I managed to grow up by stealing and cheating.

Later, I accidentally stole the purse of a man in the inner city. The bailiffs caught me and beat me all over.

They thought I was dead, so they sold me to a wood collector.

I was dragged back to the morgue by the firewood collectors. When I struggled to turn over, they discovered that I was not dead.

After that, I became a firewood collector, and the bodies of men, women, old and young were passed around in my hands every day.

Although I make a lot of money, I have no one close to me.

Until I met her, I still vaguely remembered that I collected her father's body.

The first time I saw her, my heart beat faster than ever."

Fan Jiu took a sip of tea:

“After we got together, we had a baby.

That day, I went to collect the body as usual, and when I came back I found no one at home.

By evening, she and Dabao had not returned yet.

Finally, I found her and Dabao in the morgue."

When Fan Jiu said this, the candle flame on the candlestick began to flicker.

“I checked the directory and found out that she was sold here by a family in the inner city.

Dabao was hit and killed by a carriage on his way to the inner city.

The firewood collector reported the matter to the authorities according to the rules.

The authorities said, however, that she went to the inner city to steal and was discovered and beaten to death.

The morgue's side believed that since the government had made a conclusion, the matter was closed.

I didn't believe it, so I waited for three days and then robbed the young man of that family.

From him, I learned that she took Dabao to Chaolanlou in the inner city to buy wine and food, and he took a fancy to her.

When she came out of the inner city, he tied her up and took her back home, throwing Dabao on the road.

In the house, she stabbed him with a hairpin, and in anger, he stabbed her to death with the hairpin.

In order to cover up the hairpin's injuries, he ordered his servants to fetch knives and swords to hack around, making it look like he was beaten to death by the guards for stealing.

Fan Jiu was stroking the teacup, and Zhang Yuhuai poured him another cup of tea.

“When I was skinning that person, I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have mentioned to her that I wanted to try the food and wine at Chaolanlou.

But, I just mentioned it casually..."

Fan Jiu drank the tea in one gulp, just like drinking wine.

“After shaving the man, I rushed back to the morgue overnight and stole Dabao and her body, as well as some prescriptions.

I took them out of the county town and went up the mountain.

After going up the mountain, I used a prescription to cure them.

We couldn’t go back to the county town, so our family stayed in the mountains.”

"No more?" Zhang Yuhuai asked carefully.

Fan Jiu shook his head:
"How is that possible? The government has never been willing to let our family go.

In the end, Nie Hongshen took advantage of my unpreparedness, kidnapped Dabao and her, and forced me to surrender.

I was only recently released.”

After listening to Fan Jiu's words, Zhang Yuhuai felt something was wrong.

Heal them? Can the dead be healed?
"What about Dabao's mother?"

“It’s still in Nie Hongshen’s hands. He won’t give it to me unless I kill Chang Anhe or destroy the Jingtao Gang.

Speak softly, Dabao can't stand hearing this, she starts crying when she hears her mother's name."

I finally figured out what was wrong. This guy treated the dead as alive.

Fan Jiu seemed to see what Zhang Yuhuai was thinking and stared into his eyes:
"You and I are the same kind of people. Wasn't your wife also cured by you?"

"I..." Zhang Yuhuai opened his mouth but was interrupted by Fan Jiu.

“It’s just that you can talk to your wife, but my family can’t talk because of the recipe.

It doesn’t matter, I believe I can solve this problem in time.”

The determined light in Fan Jiu's eyes made Zhang Yuhuai unable to say anything more.

In fact, he was right. To some extent, he and Fan Jiu were the same kind of people.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuhuai told the story between himself and his wife.

He and his wife were childhood sweethearts, and it was natural for them to get married.

Suddenly one day, the energetic lady fell ill.

He invited many doctors, but they were all helpless.

Since the elders on both sides had passed away long ago, there was no one to take care of his wife except him.

So he could only stay at home and watch his wife, whom he had taken care of, getting worse day by day. Soon, she passed away.

That night, he was heartbroken and searched the house for money and some valuables that could be sold, preparing to buy two good coffins and leave with his wife.

Unexpectedly, there is always a way out, and he found a piece of paper with records of evil magic in a book.

What he didn't expect was that his wife had already developed extreme emotions in her heart before she died, but it was only because there were immortals in the county city to suppress it that it did not turn into a monster.

Then, Zhang Yuhuai used evil magic to dig out his wife's heart and sew it back into her belly.

After many attempts, his beloved wife finally came back to life.

Afterwards, the two had a pleasant chat.

When Zhang Yuhuai learned that Fan Jiu wanted to find a place to consolidate his realm, he hesitated for a long time and decided to take him back to the branch.

"Will it cause you trouble if I go there? Is the Tiger brother you mentioned willing?"

Zhang Yuhuai thought for a moment and recalled the disrespectful words Qin Zhiming had said towards the immortals.

He nodded:

"Brother Tiger is different from other people, his ideas are very...

Anyway, you come back with me to the branch site first, and I will go in and talk to Brother Hu first.

If it doesn’t work, think of other ways.”

Fan Jiu looked at Zhang Yuhuai who was thinking for him. He hadn't met someone he could call a friend for a long time.

He patted Zhang Yuhuai on the shoulder:

"Then I will go back with you first. If there is anything that embarrasses you, you must tell me."

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Outer city district, Changxing Street.

Four or five civilians looked at the several-meter-long stone wall blocking the road at a loss.

There are two wooden doors, one large and one small, on the left side of the stone wall.

On top of the big wooden door there was a dead man covered in wounds, his hands and feet nailed to the wooden board.

There is a sign on his chest: Gu Fengjie, the evildoer
There is a wooden platform several meters high on the right side of the stone wall, on which stand four men in iron armor holding powerful crossbows.

A commoner took a step forward under the instigation of others.

Whoosh! A crossbow arrow suddenly hit his feet.

"Brother Tiger has issued an order! Transform the Hai Gang's territory! No outsiders are allowed to enter! Get out!"

"My uncle is inside, his name is..."

"I say it again! This is Fanhai Gang territory! No outsiders allowed!"

Before the man shouting on the wooden platform finished his words, the three people next to him immediately raised their crossbows and aimed at the people who wanted to move forward.

The man was so frightened that he immediately shouted, "I'm leaving! I'm leaving!"

He led four people behind him and tried to enter from another place.

Unexpectedly, all entrances and exits were blocked by stone walls.

Someone stepped on his companion's shoulders and tried to flip over.

His hands just touched the edge of the stone wall.

Bang! A wooden stick came crashing down.

The man let go immediately due to the pain and fell off the stone wall.

On the stone wall, there stood a sturdy man wearing black clothes and shorts, carrying a bag on his back.

He squatted down with a stick in hand and shouted below:
“If you climb over the wall again, the next time I hit your hand it won’t be a stick but a knife.

Go back and tell the others that there are warriors patrolling the stone wall day and night.

If you want to take refuge, go somewhere else, don't even think about crawling in.

Even if your father is here with us, it won’t work.”

At this time, one person raised his head tremblingly and said:
"Then can we go to other territories of the Hai Gang?"

The warrior shook his head:
"I don't care about that. Anyway, we don't allow outsiders to come in here."

Just as those people were about to leave obediently, the warrior called them back.

He took out some black cloth from his bag and threw it to the people below.

Smelling the medicinal odor emanating from the black cloth, everyone looked at each other, not understanding what it meant.

“Brother Hu said that covering your mouth and nose with this medicine cloth can prevent plague.

As the local branch leader, his first consideration is the safety of the local people.

The plague is rampant now, and I have no choice but to not let you in. This medicine cloth is my apology."

"Brother Hu? Is that the fierce tiger Qin Zhiming?" asked a man wearing a medical patch.

Before the warrior could answer, his companion spoke first.

"Besides him, is there any other Tiger Brother who is so kind and righteous?"

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(End of this chapter)