Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 62 Planting the flag
Taoist Huang Mu heard about Min Ziye's death and felt pity for him: "It couldn't have been a better death! Even if Jiao Gongli didn't kill him, I would have killed this traitor myself afterwards!"

"Traitor? So you are Brother Min's master, Taoist Huang Mu!" Village Chief Zhang sneered:

"How ridiculous! Your Xiandu sect is the best in the martial arts world, yet you dare not even ask about the death of a disciple. Even a cowardly person is more responsible than an old Taoist like you!"

"This old Taoist has acted worthy of chivalry and conscience. You, an old bandit, will never understand it in your lifetime!" Taoist Huangmu defended himself.

"Can't understand? I'm over 60 years old, and I've had as much experience as you. What can't I understand? You're just seeking fame!" Village Chief Zhang looked even more contemptuous:

"In the martial arts world, martial arts are respected. As long as your martial arts skills are high enough, no one would dare to say a word even if you uprooted the Golden Dragon Gang and killed the Jiao family! The fact that you dare not kill shows that your martial arts skills are not good enough, there is no other reason!"

"I will kill you first!" Taoist Huangmu didn't want to listen to Zhang the leader's chatter anymore, so he stretched out his hand, drew out his killing knife, and stabbed it into Zhang the leader's heart.

"Your disciple Min Ziye secretly raped more than a dozen decent girls in the past, with my own eyes alone!" Village Chief Zhang used up all his remaining strength to leave a bewitching sentence:
"Min Ziye's martial arts were taught by you. If you hadn't taught him martial arts, he wouldn't have done anything that harmed the world! If you really have chivalry and a conscience, you should have killed yourself and apologized to those dozen innocent women!"

He died after he finished speaking.

Taoist Huang Mu looked miserable: "Yes, the old Taoist is a bad person, and he deserves to be punished as his disciple!"

He drew out the killing knife and stabbed himself in the chest with his backhand.

Huang Sixi quickly shot out a jade bee needle and knocked the killing knife to the ground.

He looked at Taoist Huangmu and shook his head slightly, thinking of his senior brother Taoist Musang, who seemed to have the same rules.

When Taoist Mu Sang saw the sect leader Tie Jian, he knelt down immediately, regardless of his age or the occasion.

The behavior of these old-school gangsters cannot be categorized by common sense.

Hu Guinan and Miss Zhuang were also stunned, thinking that there are all kinds of people in the world.

The village chief Zhang killed people without mercy and regarded morality as dirt. He was so thick-skinned that even cannons could not penetrate him. However, Taoist Huangmu made a living by morality, and just one word from him could force him to draw his sword and commit suicide.

Huang Sixi advised, "Master Huang, this old bandit has ulterior motives and is a habitual liar. He is deliberately trying to provoke you. If you commit suicide impulsively, wouldn't that satisfy him?"

Taoist Huang Mu has calmed down and feels that he was too impulsive.

He sighed, "Back then, Min Ziye tried to abduct Daotai Qiu's daughter, but was fortunately killed by Jiao Gongli. I thought that Daotai Qiu's daughter was safe and sound, and Min Ziye was already dead, so I suppressed the incident and never mentioned it to the public. I also didn't hunt down the Flying Tigers afterwards. I thought that if I completely forgot about this incident, I could pretend that nothing had happened."

This should be an ostrich mentality of escape.

Huang Sixi asked: "Have you told Min Ziye's brother Min Zihua about this?"

Taoist Huang Mu shook his head and said, "I have never said that! I have issued a gag order, telling my disciples not to discuss Min Ziye's past!"

He felt very strange and asked hurriedly: "Mr. Huang, why did you suddenly mention Zihua?"

Huang Sixi said bluntly: "If you don't tell Min Zihua the truth, Min Zihua will regard Jiao Gongli as the enemy who killed his brother. He is inviting fellow martial artists in the name of Xiandu Sect to eradicate the Golden Dragon Gang, kill Jiao Gongli, and avenge his brother Min Ziye!"

"This... this is unlikely!"

Taoist Huang Mu became nervous: "The disciples under my seat basically know about Min Ziye's affairs. If Zihua wants to take revenge, these disciples will definitely stop him!"

"You have been missing for five years. Your older disciples have been looking for you outside. They have scattered all over the world and have not returned to the mountain for many years!"

Huang Sixi said, "At present, there are only two young disciples left in Xiandu Sect, Min Zihua and Dong Xuan. They secretly rushed to Jinling City to settle accounts with Jiao Gongli, and sent out invitations to heroes in your name! It just so happens that Jiao Gongli's disciple Luo Liru is my good friend. I rescued you from Lingshe Mountain mainly to let you go back and resolve this feud!"

As Huang Sixi spoke, he casually drew out the sword of abstinence from killing. The inscription on the sword read:

"The relics of the famous masters: Contains the Shangqing swordsmanship of Taoist Jutan of Xiandu Sect. It can stop the killing of Xiandu disciples and you can read and inherit it."

The sword text only said to stop the killing of the Xiandu disciples, but did not specify which disciple.

Today is the sixteenth year of Chongzhen. The most famous feud in the Xiandu Sect is the one in which Min Zihua avenged his brother.

Huang Sixi will be prepared for both situations. When he returns to Jiangnan, he will ask Taoist Huang Mu to gather all the more than 30 disciples of the Xiandu Sect back to the mountain to reflect on their mistakes, but the focus is to restrain Min Zihua.

When Miss Zhuang heard this, she suddenly laughed: "I told you that Mr. Huang didn't save people because of the Golden Snake Prince. It's true!"

Hu Guinan took the opportunity to ask: "My husband, are you related to the Golden Snake Prince?"

Huang Sixi had used the Golden Snake Sword many times, and he knew that several people would pay attention to it.

He reached behind his shoulder, drew out the sword, and showed it to the others: "Back then, the Golden Snake Prince Xia Xueyi was ambushed by the Chess Fairy Sect and fled to Huashan for refuge. He eventually died in a cave on Huashan, and the Golden Snake Sword was also buried in the cave!"

Taoist Huang Mu, Hu Guinan and Miss Zhuang nodded in unison, thinking that this was indeed the Golden Snake Sword.

Huang Sixi continued to introduce: "I opened the cave by chance and took out the Golden Snake Sword, but I am from Hejian, and my ancestors lived in the north. Xia Xueyi is from the south of the Yangtze River, and has lived in the south of the Yangtze River for generations. He and I are neither relatives nor friends. Apart from this Golden Snake Sword, I have no other connection with him." "My husband is from Hejian?"

Hu Guinan smiled and said, "There is a martial arts master named Meng Bofei in Hejian, nicknamed 'Gai Mengchang', who is generous and loves his friends the most. Does my husband know Mr. Meng?"

He thought that his husband might be related to Meng Bofei, otherwise he wouldn't be so helpful to the poor and the needy and hate evil so much.

Taoist Huang Mu smiled faintly in his heart. He had also heard of Meng Bofei's name. He was very popular in the martial arts world, but to be honest, Meng Bofei's martial arts skills were not good. Compared with the top masters in the martial arts world, Meng Bofei was still far behind.

Huang Sixi said: "I know Meng Bofei, he is very famous in the North, but I have no connection with him."

“That’s a shame!”

Hu Guinan advocates brotherhood and hopes to follow Huang Sixi and gather together with heroes from all over the world.

He couldn't help but talk about the secrets of the martial arts world: "A few years ago, Mr. Meng joined the Dragon Subduing Society and is now the leader of the Northern Zhili branch! My husband, before I met you, I was originally planning to go north to join Mr. Meng. Rumor has it that the Dragon Subduing Society was founded by the Dragon Subduing Hero. Maybe I can see the Dragon Subduing Hero in the future, and it will be worth my life!"

Huang Sixi put his sword back on his shoulder and did not answer him.

Miss Zhuang was very interested and began to talk a lot: "The Dragon Subduing Hero stabbed the Tartar emperor to death and shocked the world. Even people in Sichuan and Yunnan have heard of it. But no one seems to be able to confirm whether the Dragon Subduing Society has any connection with the Dragon Subduing Hero!
Since the Dragon-Subduing Hero stabbed the king, he has never been seen in the martial arts world. The people of Sichuan, Yunnan and Yi people all say that there may not be such a person as the Dragon-Subduing Hero at all, and he is just a figment of the imagination of the people of the Central Plains, made up to scare people!"

"Those barbarians are just making it up!"

Hu Guinan was extremely unconvinced: "If the Dragon-Subduing Hero was a fake, would the Tartars offer such a generous bounty? Before the Dragon-Subduing Hero assassinated the Tartar emperor, they invaded the border every year and plundered the northern border every month. Why are they so honest now? They haven't sent a single soldier to the nine borders in the past five years!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke: "The Tartars must be afraid. If they dare to invade the border of our Ming Dynasty again, the Dragon Subduing Hero will definitely rush to Shengjing to deal with them!"

"Yes, yes, what Brother Hu said makes sense!"

Miss Zhuang chuckled, "But no matter how powerful the Dragon-Subduing Hero is, he is still far away and has nothing to do with us. In fact, I think that with Mr. Huang's martial arts and spirit, how can he be worse than the Dragon-Subduing Hero? Mr. Huang kills soldiers like cutting grass. If he goes to Shengjing, he can still assassinate the emperor, and it will be easier than the Dragon-Subduing Hero!"

She saw Huang Sixi lowering his head and refusing to respond to her praise.

She went to ask Taoist Huang Mu: "Master Huang, do you think what I said is right?"

Taoist Huang Mu couldn't tell. "Five years ago, I was collecting herbs in Yunnan and heard from passing people that a great hero who conquered dragons had risen in the north and stabbed the chieftain of the Qing army to death. I thought it was just a joke at the time, but I never thought it was true!"

He had been imprisoned for five years, and the situation in the martial arts world had changed dramatically, and he could hardly keep up with the developments.

He sighed again, "We practice martial arts and talk about chivalry all day long, but in the past, the Tartars have repeatedly invaded, burned, killed, and looted. Who among the martial arts schools in the Central Plains dares to take up the sword and punish the Tartar leader? Anyway, in my life, this old Taoist has only seen the Dragon Subduing Hero. He is really courageous and powerful. The rest, including this old Taoist, are all people who seek fame and reputation!"

"You can't say that!"

Huang Sixi retorted, "The world is in chaos right now. We should do our best and have a clear conscience. As for our reputation and credibility in the martial arts world, why bother about what outsiders think? It will only cause more troubles. It's unnecessary!"

"Ah! This..."

Taoist Huang Mu smiled bitterly: "Mr. Huang is more insightful! I am very ashamed!"

Hu Guinan and Miss Zhuang both nodded, obviously agreeing with Huang Sixi's opinion.

Huang Sixi looked back in the direction of Feihu Village, then looked at the corpse of Village Leader Zhang and the ferocious face of the second in command.

After pondering for a moment, he took out a token from his arms and handed it to Hu Guinan.

Hu Guinan took it in his hand and looked at it, and immediately he was shocked: "Dragon Subduing Token! Husband, does this token have anything to do with the Dragon Subduing Association?"

Huang Sixi nodded: "There are frequent wars and too many bandits now. I don't know how many strong men from the water strongholds I will encounter along the river eastward. If there are bandits blocking the way every time I pass through a place, it will be a long time before I reach the south of the Yangtze River."

Huang Sixi could rely on force, killing as he went, and capturing one bandit camp after another, but this would take too long.

He ordered Hu Guinan: "I have an old acquaintance with Li Yan, the military advisor of the Jianglong Society. You should get off the boat immediately and rush to Taibai Mountain in Qinling Mountains to meet him. Ask him to bring people to the Yangtze River to escort me!"

Hu Guinan was a little confused: "My husband, Li Yan, the great military advisor, leads the Dragon Subduing Society and has great power. If I go to see him with a token, will he send troops?"

Huang Sixi gestured to him to rest assured: "If Li Yan is unwilling to send people, you can go to Tie Luohan. Tie Luohan and I are friends of life and death, and he will definitely bring people here!"

Huang Sixi did not necessarily ask the Dragon Subduing Society to send many people, but mainly to raise the Dragon Subduing Society's flag on the ship.

At present, the Jianglong Society is the world's leading gang. Letting them lead the way along the way can save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Of course, Huang Sixi will also fly the flag of the Dragon Subduing Hero when he sails next time, but it is unknown who will believe that he is the Dragon Subduing Hero.

(End of this chapter)