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Chapter 6 Suffering
The next day.
The village, shrouded in mist, was bathed in bluish-gray light. The eaves of the houses drooped low, and spiderwebs hung damply from them. The old willow branches stood stiff, piercing through the mist only to be swallowed up by the even thicker fog.
Having spent a sleepless night, Xiao Jin, drawing upon fragments of the original owner's memories, gained a general understanding of this other world:
The original owner's home, the Sixteen Provinces of Bright Sunshine, was a place of bright sunshine and cloudless skies, with only city lords in each province and never an emperor.
Some people's ambition to unify the sixteen provinces has led to constant strife, continuous wars, and immense suffering for the people...
Ultimately, thanks to the "influence" of Old City Lord Xiao (Xiao Muyu's father), the Chu Emperor unified the sixteen states, thus creating the so-called Divine Continent Kingdom.
It was at that time, for reasons unknown, that fog spread from the northern regions and enveloped the entire Sixteen Provinces of Bright Sunshine...
It is now the sixteenth year of the reign of Emperor Shenzhou.
Damn it!
The fragments of the original owner's memories were giving Xiao Jin a bit of a headache!
The only thing missing from the original owner's memory fragments was her father!
Even more absurdly, apart from her mother Xiao Muyu, none of the other 'relatives' survived...
Is it a blood feud?
This point flashed through the original owner's memory fragments, but it was vague. It seemed that the original owner was very conflicted about this point, or perhaps for some other reason, it was not reflected.
Recalling what his mother, Xiao Muyu, had said last night, Xiao Jin couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
"Now that you've given this body to my mother, I'll make some decisions for you..."
In his previous life, Xiao Jin longed for maternal love and family affection the most, and even on his deathbed, a fleeting fantasy crossed his mind.
"Um? 』
As dawn broke, a sound from inside the village courtyard completely interrupted Xiao Jin's thoughts.
As always, the threshing floor was already piled with grain that the village head had collected in advance, but this time it was Wang Suiyue and Liu Yu who went there.
Although the village head was usually the only one waiting at the threshing ground, Liu Yu, the village head's wife, had accompanied him a few times, and Tie Tuwei recognized her.
Under Xiao Muyu's arrangement, Xiao Jin followed the Blood Guards to the Muramasa residence last night and took control of the entire Muramasa family.
Xiao Jin has always had doubts about the so-called destiny, and there are many things he doesn't understand or can't figure out. But for now... he just waits silently.
In the hazy mist of the threshing ground, the muddy ground was cracked with tortoise-shell patterns, a few crooked wooden forks were stuck in the corner, and the stone mill under the old locust tree was covered with a layer of dust, like an abandoned giant beast.
When Wang Suiyue brought Liu Yu to the grain yard, the fog had thinned considerably, and the piles of grain were clearly visible, with a few villagers watching from afar.
In the sunken eye sockets of these villagers, wisps of eerie fire flickered, rising and falling...
The man glanced over the threshing floor, then stared at the brownish-yellow bran in his palm. His eyes gradually sharpened, as if he wanted to squeeze swords out of this humble bran... He suddenly stuffed the bran into his mouth, tilted his head back, and chewed hard until bright red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth before slowly stopping.
A woman held her emaciated, unconscious child, staring blankly at the threshing ground. Her murky pupils were like two stagnant pools, reflecting the gray sky.
The old man, having turned his gaze away from the threshing floor, slowly squatted down, his fingers digging deep into the soil, his eyes fixed on the grain seeds in his other palm, the whites of his eyes gradually becoming bloodshot.
A three-year-old girl leaned against the wall, her eyelids bluish, and her mother's knuckle was sucked into her mouth—the knuckle had been sucked until it bled!
......
After the Iron Guards collected the grain tax, the remaining "food" was barely enough to keep the villagers from starving to death.
At 3:45 AM, Liu Yu, who was already panicked, became even more uneasy. Looking towards the east of the village, her eyes held a mixture of expectation and reluctance towards the arrival of the Iron Slaughter Guard.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Liu Yu's eyelids suddenly twitched, and her body involuntarily trembled. Then, the sound of horses' hooves faintly came from the east of the village!
With the muffled sound of horses' hooves on the horizon, a dark figure gradually emerged from the fog.
"Um? 』
As the sound of hooves drew closer, Wang Suiyue couldn't help but frown.
In the past, Qingxi Village only had ten Iron Slaughter Guards besides the grain transport wagons, but now the number of grain transport wagons has doubled.
The Blood Guard, hidden in the shadows, seemed to be slightly disturbed by this.
cottage.
As dawn broke, Xiao Muyu calmly sewed clothes for her son, Xiao Jin, as if she were completely unconcerned about what was about to happen in the village.
Suddenly, a person walked into the thatched hut.
"Commander Ye Bufan of the Secret Guard has been ordered to pay his respects to Miss!"
Even as the middle-aged guard knelt before her, Xiao Muyu continued sewing: "Tell me what you want to know directly in this Southern Region."
Upon hearing this, Ye Bufan, the previously excited commander of the secret guards, immediately calmed down and clasped his hands in a fist salute on one knee: "Due to the increased labor force, the harvest in the Southern Region is improving, but the Eighth Prince is causing trouble by increasing the grain tax in the Southern Region... In recent months, a band of eagle bandits has emerged, leading to a doubling of the number of villages in the Southern Region and even the Yamada Iron Slaughter Guards..."
"Falcon bandits?" Xiao Muyu finally stopped mending. "Do you know where these bandits came from?"
Although the people of Shenzhou are suffering, no one dares to act recklessly under the deterrence of the Iron Slaughter Guard.
Back then, after Xiao Dingtian (Xiao Muyu's father) died, a certain city defied Xiao's last will and started a rebellion, only to have half of the city slaughtered by the Chu Emperor.
Xiao Muyu barely managed to save her and her son's lives when almost all eighty Blood Guards were wiped out and she successfully faked her death by possessing a corpse.
It should be noted that among these eighty Blood Guards, even the lowest-ranking warrior is a sixth-grade warrior.
Xiao Muyu was puzzled. In this southern region where Iron Slaughter Guards could be seen everywhere, how could a bandit still appear...? Was it to survive?
Xiao Muyu did not believe that this bandit who suddenly appeared was looking to eat his fill before dying!
"If the information is reliable, they must have fled into the deep mountains of the southern region back then..."
"this......"
The ground trembled slightly, and the faint sound of horses' hooves filled the air. Xiao Muyu slowly stood up: "Come see me again after you've confirmed the information!"
"The secret guards will not fail in their mission!"
Before Ye Bufan, the commander of the secret guards, could get up, Xiao Muyu had already walked out of the thatched hut.
Meanwhile, inside the village house, Xiao Jin heard the sound of horses' hooves... and gradually could no longer contain himself.
"What exactly is this Iron Slaughter Guard?" The original owner's memory fragments only contained a few pieces of information related to the Iron Slaughter Guard, but no "images".
I quietly left the house, moving swiftly and easily from the wall to the ceiling.
"Um? 』
In his previous life, in order to win battles, he would work out and practice martial arts, but he didn't think he would have such skills, especially since the original owner seemed to be a "sickly person".
3 points of agility, 11 points of defense, 10 points of strength... Xiao Jin instinctively thought of these stats.
With an agility of 3, Xiao Jin felt that he was not much better than his previous self, and he couldn't even win the national 100-meter championship.
Xiao Jin understood that 11 points of defense meant he could definitely take a lot more damage than he had in his previous life, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why or how much stronger he was.
On the contrary, Xiao Jin clearly felt the power of 10 points as he climbed up the wall and supported himself on the roof.
If we judge solely by the impact force of a punch, then 10 points of force would be around 1000 jin (approximately 500 catties).
Of course, this is only Xiao Jin's own partial understanding and is not comprehensive.
Looking around from the rooftop, there was no fog within a hundred meters radius; everything was clearly visible, as if the fog had never existed in the first place.
At this moment, a faint blue light appeared in Xiao Jin's eyes!