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Chapter 330: Ruined Temple in the Wilderness
The west wind was blowing fiercely, and the sky was covered with layers of dark clouds. Looking up, it seemed as if one could reach the clouds above one's head with one's hand. Although there was no rain at all, there was a strong sense of oppression. On the small mountain path, a slender figure emerged from the distant mountains and walked quickly forward.

Fortunately, there was a not-so-tall building not far away. The figure hesitated for a moment and then walked in. He looked around and saw that from the mottled statues enshrined on it, this should be a mountain temple.

The temple door and windows were closed, but there was no window paper. Looking out through the window lattice, the mountains were undulating under the dark night.

From time to time, wind blew in through the window lattice, but even so it could not dispel the thick smell of decay in the temple.

On one side of the mountain god temple, two equally dilapidated coffins were supported by four long benches. It was estimated that this dilapidated mountain god temple was once used as a charity cemetery.

Judging from the degree of dilapidation of the two coffins, they had clearly been left there for a long time and no one had buried them. I wonder what story lies behind them.

The man casually cleaned up the corner of the mountain temple and found a relatively clean place to sit cross-legged.

Rumble!
A flash of lightning streaked across the night sky. In the brief flash, one could vaguely see the handsome face of the man, dressed in a blue-gray gown. But for some reason, there seemed to be an inextricable sadness between his brows.

After the lightning, the night wind blowing in from the window lattice turned cold. A moment later, the sound of rain hitting the window lattice could be heard. The dark clouds above seemed to be unable to hold back and started to pour down heavy rain.

Just then, curses were faintly heard amidst the sound of rain outside, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching quickly. Judging from the density of the footsteps, there were probably about a dozen people.

Another thunderclap roared, and the flash of lightning was even brighter than the last. Footsteps were getting closer, and suddenly someone shouted, "There's a mountain temple up ahead. Let's go in and take cover!"

Clang.

The temple door was pushed open forcefully from the outside, and more than a dozen men in coarse clothes rushed in with the wind and rain.

The first one was a sturdy man with a fierce face. He held a long knife in his hand and had a scar on his face from his forehead to his chin. At this moment, he had his mouth wide open, and the pink flesh on both sides of the scar turned outwards, making him look even more hideous.

The men behind him all had a fierce aura and held swords and weapons in their hands. It was obvious that these people were either wandering around the country or bandits. In short, they were definitely not good people.

As soon as these people entered the mountain temple, they began to curse and look for a place to sit down. The first person in the temple suddenly said, "Everyone."

In the desolate mountains and ridges, in the dilapidated mountain temple, the voice of an outsider suddenly appeared. Everyone was frightened and drew their weapons in shock. The leader drew his sword and shouted, "Is this person a human or a ghost?"

The man rolled his eyes, stood up, and said with a bow, "Of course I am a human!"

After he said this, the men all breathed a sigh of relief. However, the man in the lead was obviously cautious. He did not put away his knife. Instead, he reached into his arms, took out a fire starter and blew it with his mouth. Immediately, a fire lit up in the mountain temple, illuminating the surroundings.

The scarred leader, using the firelight to see the man's face, was relieved to see his rosy lips, white teeth, youthful complexion, and scholarly attire. He smiled at the men behind him and said, "He's a young man who looks like a beautiful girl. It's okay, it's okay. Put away your weapons and don't scare him!"

When he said this, the men burst into laughter and put away their weapons.

This person sighed in his heart, and his eyes twitched. This was the first time since he disguised himself that he was called a flower girl. He just shook his head helplessly, and he no longer had any good feelings towards these people.

Scarface put away his long knife and asked him with a smile, "Young man, are you a scholar?"

The man thought about it and thought to himself, "Scriptures are also books, so I can be considered a scholar."

So he nodded and said, "I have been studying since I was young."

Scarface nodded, no longer paying attention. Instead, he walked around the temple with a tinderbox. When he saw the two dilapidated coffins, he couldn't help but spit and cursed, "What a damn bad luck!"

At this time, the other dozen or so men were wiping the rain off their bodies, and one of them complained:

"Brother, we've been unlucky this year. We've been busy for so long but haven't earned a dime. Today, we've worked for nothing and even got soaked in the rain."

At this time, a man closed the door of the mountain temple and chuckled, "I have an idea!"

He pointed at the scholar and said with a smile, "Look at this young man, he's so handsome, even I'm tempted to take him. If we sell him to Jinhua City, he'll definitely fetch a good price. Even if it's not much, at least we brothers can have some fun!"

When he said this, more than a dozen men all looked at him with ill intentions. Scarface turned his head and glanced at him twice. He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly a strange smile appeared on his face and he nodded, "That makes sense!"

The scholar asked in confusion, "What's there for me, a grown man, to sell?" The man who spoke said with a lewd smile, "Why are you pretending to be confused? Are you afraid that no one will want a bunny like you?"

"Oh, so that's the case." The scholar nodded and was about to speak when the door of the mountain temple creaked open.

Under the firelight, there was a fairly strong figure with two long boxes lying behind him. With his arrival, the mountain temple suddenly became quiet. When the big men found that he was the only one there, they let down their guard again.

The man looked around and said, "We are all friends from the martial arts world. I just came here to take shelter from the rain. Please do as you please."

Hearing this, Scarface laughed wildly again and said, "You're smart enough to tie up this scholar for me."

The last person who came in finally noticed the seemingly powerless scholar and suddenly said, "Hey kid, they're going to tie you up. Do you need a bodyguard? I'll protect you for just a hundred bucks."

Not to mention these big men, even the scholar was shocked by the words of the newcomer and said, "But there are so many of them, can you beat them all?"

The scarred man shouted angrily, "Don't meddle in other people's business, this is a wilderness, I'm responsible for killing, not burying!"

The visitor just laughed, looked at the number of people in the mountain temple, counted the heads, and said, "There are fifteen of them. This is a bit troublesome."

The scholar asked, "Can't you handle it?"

“No, you have to pay more.”

"How much?"

"how much do you have?"

"Is ten taels of silver enough?"

"One tael of silver per person, fifteen taels of silver for fifteen people!"

"What if I only have ten taels?"

"Then consider it as you owe me, 3% interest, interest compounded!"

"it is good."

Seeing the two men discussing without paying attention to others, the big men were all furious. Scarface shouted, "Kill them for me, don't hurt the pretty boy."

The scholar then stepped back gently and stood in the corner, but saw the man who had just asked for money stretched out his hand and grasped it. Behind him was a big sword, but it was too wide and looked like a box. Facing the attack of the crowd, he was not afraid at all. His body was like lightning. Amidst a burst of screams, blood splattered everywhere. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were beheaded, leaving only the scarred man in the lead still alive.

"Have mercy, hero, please have mercy on me."

Scarface's originally ferocious expression was completely gone at this moment. He knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, begging for forgiveness.

But there was no suspense, the big sword was swung down in an instant, blood splattered everywhere, the man wiped the blood off the sword, sheathed the sword, walked carelessly in front of the scholar, stretched out his hand, his meaning was very clear.

The scholar faced the corpses scattered all over the ground without showing any fear. He simply bowed and asked, "Excuse me, sir, what is your name?"

"My name is Yan Tiannan!" The man smiled, then raised his hand and said, "What's your name? Give me money, there's no point in trying to get close to me!"

The scholar nodded and smiled, revealing his white teeth. He said, "My name is Li Ming."

PS: Thank you for the reward from my brother Feng. Why are you not sleeping so late? hh.

As a new volume unfolds, more bizarre things in the main world emerge one by one. As far as the world view is concerned, I set it up very broadly at the beginning, and it will be revealed little by little as the protagonist's strength increases.

(End of this chapter)