Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi
Chapter 3: A gentleman fears virtue, not power; a villain fears power, not virtue
Chapter 3: A gentleman fears virtue, not power; a villain fears power, not virtue
"Hey, you're cursing me in a roundabout way, aren't you?"
Huang Rong's mouth trembled with anger, and she said viciously:
"That's really too much! How do you know that even if I tried my best, I couldn't beat you?"
"You have a little brain, you always think too much." Zhuang Bu Ran stood with his hands behind his back.
"I'm teaching you the truth of this world. As the saying goes, if you don't give up on your life, you're half as happy. As long as you enjoy the time you've wasted, then it's not wasted."
Huang Rong immediately understood the true meaning of playing badly after reading the context, and a mocking expression appeared on her brows:
"Then why don't you just give up? Instead, you have superb martial arts skills."
As she said this, the mockery on her face became more intense:
"Isn't it because you're afraid that if you don't practice martial arts, someone will beat you half to death?"
"I practice martial arts just to be able to lie down better. I hope that one day, I can become stronger by lying down and doing nothing." Zhuang Bu Ran replied lightly.
"It's a joke, you really want to do it!"
"Rong'er, what are you talking about? I don't understand anything."
Guo Jing quickly walked over to Huang Rong, looking concerned:
"Is your foot okay?"
"It's okay, it's just a bruise." Huang Rong said, looking at Zhuang Bu Ran:
"What exactly do you want? Do you want to take her back with you? I'm telling you, I absolutely will not go back with you."
She added in frustration:
"I don't have such an old and shameless father!"
"hehe."
Zhuang Bu Ran chuckled, ignored her, and walked straight towards the place in the woods where the noise was faintly coming from.
Not long after walking, I saw four people hanging under a big tree. They were swaying and arguing with each other.
"Little brother, help us in this emergency. Help us cut the ropes on our bodies, and I will give you one hundred taels of silver."
After one person finished speaking, another person anxiously continued:
"One hundred taels per person, you can get four hundred taels of silver."
Seeing Zhuang Bu Ran was indifferent, another person hurriedly spoke:
"Eight hundred taels is fine, as long as you rescue us."
"How can you carry so much silver with you?" Zhuang Bu Ran raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Each of us only has a little over a hundred taels on us, but our master is the renowned Ghost Gate Dragon King, and now he serves under the Great Jin Prince. He will definitely not let you down."
"So, I don't have to help you cut the ropes, and I can get four hundred taels of silver. Excellent."
While Zhuang Bu Ran was speaking, he jumped a few more times and landed with four bulging money bags in his hands.
"This guy only takes money and doesn't do anything. We've been fooled." One person showed anger, and the others followed suit and shouted:
"What a little thief, just as hateful as the little beggar before."
But after just a few curses, the four of them, for unknown reasons, began to scream one after another, and their bodies twitched and twisted uncontrollably, as if they were in great torture.
"When traveling in the martial arts world, one must not show off one's true self, otherwise one will easily get into trouble. Didn't your master teach you this?"
Zhuang Bu Ran had a calm and composed expression:
"Well, I've always been a good teacher, so I'll fill in the gaps for you."
"Rong'er, these four ghosts of the Yellow River don't look injured, why do they look so painful?" At this moment, Guo Jing supported Huang Rong and limped over.
"They were hit by a unique hidden weapon. The needles penetrated deep into their flesh, firmly nailing them to the joints of their bones. The needles were also filled with poison, and the poison's effects took effect slowly, affecting the circulation of qi and blood throughout the body. While they wouldn't die immediately, they would suffer from indescribable excruciating pain."
"And if someone skilled in martial arts uses their energy to resist, the more they resist, the more pain they suffer, and the more intense the suffering becomes."
"What? There are such vicious and cruel hidden weapons in the world!" Guo Jing was horrified when he heard it.
"A gentleman fears virtue, not power; a villain fears power, not virtue. To deal with those who appear to be less virtuous, we must naturally use methods that are more cruel and vicious than before."
Zhuang Bu Ran glanced at Guo Jing:
"Don't tell me that these four are good people who do good deeds."
"Their master, Sha Tongtian, nicknamed the Ghost Gate Dragon King, relied on his profound martial arts to dominate the Yellow River. He ran a business with no capital investment. These four Yellow River ghosts, relying on their master's reputation and their lack of intelligence, are likely to have committed numerous evil deeds."
"Now Sha Tongtian, greedy for fame and fortune, has surrendered to the Jin people. The Four Ghosts of the Yellow River are aiding and abetting the evil. Of course, their death is not a pity."
Huang Rong said this and pulled Guo Jing, who looked reluctant:
"Brother Jing, such evil people don't deserve sympathy."
"So they really aren't good people. If that's the case, living any longer would only be a waste of food. I might as well go to see the King of Hell early and atone for my sins. Then there's no need to make so much noise and disturb my peace."
Zhuang Bu Ran's feet trembled slightly, and several small stones bounced up. He took the opportunity to hold them in his hands, and then flicked his fingers. There were a few light "swish" sounds, and the screams stopped immediately.
A bloody hole that made one's scalp tingle appeared on the forehead of the Four Yellow River Ghosts.
Guo Jing suddenly spoke in a low voice:
"Rong'er, although I know he is doing good deeds to eliminate evil people, I always feel that there is something wrong with his demeanor of killing people while talking and laughing."
Huang Rong frowned:
"There shouldn't be anything wrong with that. Even though I hate him and look down on him, his ruthless killing means that the Four Yellow River Ghosts will never be able to harm anyone again, let alone help the evildoers."
Zhuang Buyan spoke slowly:
"You two have different values. It's best not to be together, otherwise it will probably not end well."
"What are your values? Stop talking nonsense here. Did he ask you to come to me and take me back? Now that I don't want to go back, you're going to go back and make up stories about me!"
Huang Rong blurted out everything that had come to her mind in one breath.
"The three perspectives are worldview, outlook on life, and values." Zhuang Buyan said slowly:
"One of you appears to be extremely intelligent, while the other appears to be simple and dull. Your childhood environments are completely different. One was exposed to a variety of martial arts and poetry, earning him the title of erudite and well-informed. The other grew up in the desert, exposed to nothing but rabbit hunting, eagle shooting, horseback riding, and wolf hunting."
"Wait, you're finally exposed."
Huang Rong sneered:
"You have been following me for a long time, otherwise how would you know that Brother Jing has lived in the desert since he was a child and talked about things like playing rabbit and shooting the eagle."
"Alas, it's exhausting to chat with people who think quickly." Zhuang Bu Ran turned around with his hands behind his back and said calmly:
"Just think of me as someone who has mastered the essence of divination, able to predict the future five hundred years in advance and a thousand years in the future."
After saying that, he performed the "Lingbo Weibu" technique, and soon, only his back was left.
"A guilty conscience." Huang Rong said disdainfully.
"Rong'er, your feet are bruised and swollen. You'd better apply some medicine. It will heal faster. Why don't we ride the little red horse back to the city?"
Guo Jing suddenly remembered something and spoke faster:
"Oh, Daoist Master Wang was injured in Prince Zhao's mansion and was poisoned. I went to the pharmacy to buy medicine, but some of the herbs were unavailable. Let's hurry back to the city."
When Huang Rong heard this, she nodded in agreement when she thought that someone was just walking back to the city.
(End of this chapter)
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