I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 442 Master, Don't Force Me to Take Action 18
Yao Zhan received the hint and gestured with his eyes: Coincidentally, I think so too.

Yu Muhuai: I can't say it outright; we can only discuss it privately.

Yao Zhan: Agreed.

So the two of them tacitly agreed not to raise any questions about the traitor, but instead inquired about some detailed information about the ghost bandits.

Yao Zhan frowned and said, "On the way here, I heard some rumors circulating among the people. It seems that the common folk really do regard the Ghost Bandits as demons and monsters."

The demons they described were as having three heads and six arms, possessing superhuman strength, and each of them had a ferocious, snarling face.

Just one glance at it is enough to make one's legs go weak, and one can't wait to run away, having no will to fight back.

"General Liang, may I ask why such rumors are circulating among the people? Allowing these rumors to spread will certainly be detrimental to the morale of our troops."

Liang Xiaorong snorted heavily, cursed a few times, and then began to explain.

"There's no such thing as a three-headed, six-armed creature; it's just those pirates playing tricks!"
Sometimes they wear armor unique to their country, different from the style here, and then they wear a ghost mask.

Because they had never seen it before and the people knew nothing about it, they felt fear.

To be honest, even I get chills looking at that ghost mask!

As if he had just thought of something, Liang Xiaorong couldn't help but spit and curse.

"Do you think those ghost bandits are just looking for bad luck? They wear all sorts of things on their faces. I still have that ghost mask here. I'm afraid to even touch it because I'll get some bad luck on me."

"Go to the warehouse and bring back what we had previously seized."

One of the lieutenants agreed and then left.

Before long, the lieutenant brought over a ghost mask.

It was a white mask with a ferocious face, a wide nose and large ears, prominent cheekbones, and furrowed brows. It was extremely ugly and had a terrifying appearance.

His mouth was stretched wide open, almost reaching his cheeks.

The gaping mouth revealed scarlet teeth, as if it had just eaten raw meat and was still stained with bright red blood.

There are two black holes at the eyes, which look like the pupils are covered in black at night, making it look particularly eerie.

On the forehead of the mask, there are two long, scarlet horns.

He's just a demon!

The bandits' raids on civilians mostly occurred at night.

Imagine a person wearing a white, terrifying mask suddenly appearing in a dark and gloomy environment.

The black armor, hidden in the night, looked like only a head walking around; an ordinary person would surely be terrified.

Then the bandits took the opportunity to brandish their butcher knives and slaughter the people of Qingzhou Prefecture at will.

“It’s abominable!”

As Yao Zhan listened to the other party's description, he imagined the related scenes in his mind and couldn't help but get furious, slamming his fist on the table.

"Yes!" Liang Xiaorong echoed loudly, then cursed viciously, "I really want to wipe out that bunch of bastards' den!"
Then rush in, tear them to pieces, and throw them into the sea to feed the fish!

At this point, Liang Xiaorong still seemed unsatisfied. He stood up from his seat, put his hands on his hips, and began to swear, using various dialects.

Although Yu Muhuai didn't understand much, he could still grasp the anger the man was trying to express.

Yao Zhan scratched the back of his head, not wanting to interrupt Liang Xiaorong.

Finally, his adjutant couldn't stand it anymore, so he tugged at his sleeve and gestured to the side with his eyes.

Liang Xiaorong realized he had lost his composure and immediately laughed awkwardly, his eyes disappearing completely.

"By the way, where was I?"

Oh, mask, mask
If it were just this outfit, it wouldn't have been portrayed as so terrifying.

The key is that most of them are quite skilled in martial arts, some even very strong.

What kind of 'Bushido spirit' do these people have? They don't care about life and death at all when they fight. They just charge forward like crazy, each one of them acting like they don't care about their lives! These people have been learning swordsmanship since they were young. Their swordsmanship is very special, and their swords are different from ours. They are called ghost swords.

The Ghost Blade has a wrought iron outer skin and is reinforced with high-quality steel inside. Some of the blade edges are hardened by quenching, resulting in a hard and sharp edge. The craftsmanship involved in its creation is quite sophisticated!

Moreover, their swordsmanship is indeed formidable, and when combined with the Ghost Blade, it becomes even more exquisite.

"Adding flowers to brocade."

Liang Xiaorong slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "That's it! That's the word! Young man, you're not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also very cultured!"

Unlike me, I'm just a roughneck, hehe.

Yu Muhuai mechanically raised the corner of his mouth, then resumed his expressionless state.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her, as if she had thought of something.

"General Liang, do you have a Ghost Blade here? May I take a look at it?"

"There are some."

Then, a lieutenant took a confiscated ghost knife and presented it to Yu Muhuai.

When Yu Muhuai saw the knife, his eyes lit up.

This so-called ghost knife is very similar to one of the weapons used by Qi Muxing's private soldiers; in some respects, they are even identical.

Although she didn't have much contact with Qi Muxing's private soldiers, they had gone on missions together and interacted a few times, so she had naturally seen the weapons they used.

Some of them were carrying similar knives.

I believe that even if it's not the Ghost Blade, it's at least some improved version.

Some of the letters that Qijun had previously sent were in foreign languages, which Yu Muhuai could not understand.

There must be island nations among them.

With the letters and the weapons, there's so much evidence now, let's see how Qi Muxing can deny it.

Seeing Yu Muhuai staring blankly at the Ghost Blade, Yao Zhan couldn't help but wave his hand in front of her.

Yu Muhuai came to his senses and returned the Ghost Blade.

After giving a brief explanation of the situation, everyone ate something casually, and it was already quite late.

Yao Zhan and the others bid farewell to Liang Xiaorong and returned to the tents prepared for them.

Everyone assumed that Yu Muhuai was Yao Zhan's personal attendant, so they arranged for the two to be together.

However, Yao Zhan was the commander-in-chief of this anti-piracy operation, and he had his own tent, which was quite large.

Yu Muhuai didn't care, but Yao Zhan was a little embarrassed.

"Um, Ah Jiu, I'm sorry to trouble you. You can sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the couch."

Yu Muhuai waved his hand dismissively and said, "No need. Having a couch is already pretty good. I can sleep on anything worse."

After saying that, Yu Muhuai sat down on the couch and began to take off his shoes.

No one spoke inside the tent; only the rustling sound of shoes being taken off and the two people breathing could be heard.

Yu Muhuai lay on the couch, covered with a quilt. After a while, he heard Yao Zhan's movement.

He stood by the bed for a while, seemingly lost in thought, but soon lay down on the bed.

Yao Zhan put his hands on his body, his two index fingers awkwardly twirling back and forth.

He couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he simply started a conversation.

"Ajiu, your expression was a little off when you saw Ghost Blade. Did you... discover something?"

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