High-level martial arts: Invincibility starts with basic archery.

Chapter 104 I've finally found you! (Please subscribe)

As dawn broke, mountains began to appear and disappear at the edge of the wilderness.

Chen Fan walked alone on the road, his face covered with a cloth, holding a long spear in one hand, his mood somewhat heavy.

Yesterday, when he went to Songjiabao, he knew there might be danger, but he was still full of anticipation.

Today, however, things are very different.

"Where there's a will, there's a way; when the boat reaches the bridge, it will straighten itself. Overthinking is useless; it's better to adapt to circumstances and act accordingly."

Thinking about it this way, Chen Fan felt much more relaxed.

After all, life is full of disappointments, and difficulties and setbacks are the norm. Only by maintaining a positive and optimistic attitude can we cope with difficulties and setbacks.

He walked very fast, and in less than half an hour, he saw the city wall of Songjiabao.

Just like yesterday, I walked through the crowd of beggars and arrived at the foot of the city wall.

It was still early, but there were already quite a few people waiting to enter, gathered together and talking quietly.

On the city wall, a number of guards carrying rifles had arrived, standing in twos and threes, smoking and chatting.

Chen Fan looked up, wanting to see if anyone among them was carrying binoculars.

He knew that this method was unreliable, because he couldn't rule out the possibility that the person might have the binoculars in their pocket, just like he was doing now. But he had no other choice.

I glanced at it briefly and, as expected, didn't find anything of interest.

"No rush."

He thought to himself, "It seems there are still quite a few guards who haven't arrived yet. I'll find a secluded spot later and take a good look at the situation."

Time passed slowly, and more and more people came from all directions.

The atmosphere gradually became more lively.

Have you heard?

A rough voice suddenly rang out, "Those bandits outside have all been killed!"

"What?!"

A chorus of exclamations erupted outside. The commotion was so great that not only Chen Fan but also the dozen or so guards standing on the city wall all turned to look.

"Brother, what did you just say?" A few meters away, a man stared in disbelief. "You said those bandits outside are all dead?"

"Really? Who can kill them?"

"Dude, are you kidding us this early in the morning?"

The crowd chattered amongst themselves, looking at the person who had spoken earlier with a mixture of anticipation and disbelief.

The speaker was a tall man in his forties, wearing a tattered coat, with messy hair that looked like a bird's nest, but his eyes were bright and piercing.

Seeing that he had instantly become the center of attention, and even the guards on the city wall were looking in his direction, Quan Erpeng was very proud. He raised his head high and said, "Is this fake? I saw the corpses of those bandits with my own eyes!"

Silence fell over the surroundings once again.

Chen Fan frowned slightly.

Could this person be one of the people who looked at him from afar yesterday?

"Dude, what exactly happened?"

"Yes, brother, stop keeping me in suspense and just tell me."

Everyone urged them on.

The mere mention of bandits filled them with dread, fearing that one day these guys would turn on them. If, if what this guy said was true, and those bandits were all dead, that would be the greatest joy of all!

Ten years ago, you would have to buy several hundred yuan worth of firecrackers to celebrate for three days and three nights.

"Hey."

Encouraged by the praise of the crowd, Quan Erpeng chuckled and said, "What's the rush? I was just about to say it!"

Chen Fan pricked up his ears and listened carefully to every word, gradually understanding what was going on.

It turned out that after they left, several other people passed by and were stunned by what they saw.

Fortunately, everyone who's alive today has seen a corpse; they're all numb to it.

After a moment's hesitation, the group stepped forward and began to search the corpses, even taking their clothes.

As they were scraping, someone noticed something was wrong. One of the men, with a scar on his face and a bald head, looked like a bandit.

Upon checking the numbers again, the group gasped in shock.

This group of people looks like those bandits, doesn't it?

What remains a mystery is who killed them?

At this time, more and more people arrived, and the news spread quickly, reaching the ears of the man who had spoken.

As for the others, who came from other directions, they naturally had no idea about this.

"hiss……"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room gasped.

"So, those bandits, they're really, really dead?"

Some people couldn't believe it.

Quan Erpeng said unhappily, "I saw it with my own eyes, would I lie to you? There were more than thirty corpses in total, one of whom was bald."

"That's right, the numbers match," someone next to him chimed in. "And the leader of that band of bandits was indeed bald, and I think his surname was Wu."

"Yes, yes, I also saw that group of people riding past me on horseback, seemingly chasing someone. I was so scared my legs went weak, and I thought I was going to die."

"So, that means those bandits are really dead?"

The atmosphere fell silent once more.

It wasn't that people didn't want to believe it, but rather that the news came too suddenly.

"Of course they're dead," Quan Erpeng's voice rang out. "In short, from today onwards, everyone no longer needs to worry about encountering bandits."

"If that's really the case, that would be wonderful."

"Yes, I don't know which kind person wiped out that gang of bandits. What a good person!"

"Yeah yeah."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Chen Fan wanted to laugh when he heard this.

The great person you keep mentioning is standing right in front of you right now.

However, he still preferred to leave quietly after accomplishing his task, keeping his achievements and fame hidden.

Just then, a conversation on the city wall sent a shiver down his spine, and his heart began to race.

"Wu Bing and his gang were killed? That's impossible!"

One of the guards scoffed, "These guys are incredibly cunning. They only target those weaker than themselves, and they avoid tough opponents. How could they possibly be wiped out?"

"I also think it's impossible. Even if you were unlucky and kicked a hornet's nest, it shouldn't be hard for a few people to escape alive, right? More than thirty people, and not a single one survived?"

"I think that guy is probably just bragging."

"Hey? Yang Xiaochun,"

A voice rang out, "Didn't you see those bandits through your binoculars yesterday afternoon?"

In an instant, almost all eyes on the city wall fell on a slender young man who looked to be in his early twenties.

Including Chen Fan.

Yang Xiaochun was enjoying the commotion and secretly pleased that he was the only one who knew the truth when someone suddenly asked him this question, which startled him so much that his face changed color.

"What's wrong?"

The others looked on with confusion.

"No, it's nothing."

Yang Xiaochun forced a smile, licked his lips, and explained, "That's right. In the afternoon, I saw the bandits through binoculars. But at the time, I saw them killing people. Their methods were extremely cruel. I was so frightened that I turned pale and dared not watch any longer. Even now, when I think about it, I still feel scared."

"So that's how it is."

The person who asked the question said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Xiaochun, I shouldn't have asked you that, reminding you of what happened yesterday afternoon."

"Xiaochun, your Uncle Xu didn't mean any harm. He was just asking a question out of curiosity. Don't take it to heart."

"It's alright, Uncle Xu, it's nothing."

Yang Xiaochun smiled and said, "Everyone usually takes good care of me, so why would I take it to heart?"

"Hahaha."

The guards all laughed.

"It seems that the incident involving the bandits happened later."

"Yes, perhaps as Xiaochun said, those bandits were too cruel, which angered a certain expert who couldn't stand it and wiped them all out."

"I hope so. Damn it, these bandits were like a swarm of flies, buzzing around. It's better they're dead, so they won't bother others. With them dead, other bandits won't dare to come over for a while, and it should be quiet for a bit."

"I just don't know where those bandits' mounts went."

Someone said something, and the atmosphere instantly became quiet.

Yang Xiaochun's heart jumped into his throat, and he dared not make the slightest sound, lest he arouse suspicion.

"They must have been taken away by the people who killed them, right?"

Someone took a deep breath and said.

"Yeah, if it were me, I would definitely take those mounts with me too, they're worth a lot of money."

"It's worth more than just a lot of money. More than 30 people and more than 30 mounts, worth more than 100,000. That's enough to buy two sniper rifles. With this stuff, if you go out hunting and encounter a mid-level ferocious beast, you'll be rich."

"Hey, what's the point of saying all this? It has nothing to do with us."

"That's right, the gate's about to open, everyone should go back, otherwise if the vice-captain sees us, he'll yell at us again."

After everyone finished speaking, they each walked towards their assigned posts.

One of the men, with a pointed chin, stared at Yang Xiaochun's back with a look of deep suspicion in his eyes.

Is this kid telling the truth? Is it really such a coincidence? He saw the bandits killing people one minute, and then the bandits were killed the next?

Or is this kid lying?

He witnessed the bandits being killed, but since that was the case, why couldn't he say it?

Did he know who killed the bandits?

So what's wrong with saying this?

He was puzzled.

At the foot of the city wall, Chen Fan gave Yang Xiaochun a deep look, then pretended nothing had happened and looked away, joining the back of the queue.

"So it was you."

He felt a sense of joy, like parting the fog and seeing the peaks in full view.

Did I see bandits killing people with binoculars yesterday afternoon?

As Meng Yu had instructed, this group of bandits had been lying in wait all afternoon, waiting for their group to come out.

He also said he was startled.

Didn't this just happen so that our eyes met?

Chen Fan suddenly understood. Judging from the situation, this person probably hadn't told anyone else what happened yesterday afternoon.

It was a low probability event, so I told the people above me.

None of that matters. What matters is whether this Yang Xiaochun knows their identities.

If we don't know, then as long as we are careful and don't attract too much attention, there shouldn't be a big problem.

This was also the result he most hoped for.

If they knew, then things would be difficult.

Unless Yang Xiaochun is a kind-hearted person who will pretend nothing happened.

Otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble will follow?

According to Murphy's Law, the things we fear most are often the most likely to happen.

To risk the lives of over a hundred people in the entire village to gamble on the other party being a good person—only a fool would do that.

"No matter what, finding this person is a good start. Although how to proceed is a challenge, as the saying goes, as long as you don't give up, there are always more solutions than problems."

Chen Fan took a deep breath and slowly walked forward with the group.

(End of this chapter)