Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 3 Dance Interpreted with Life
The next morning, Lin Dao rode his tricycle to the farmers' market.

He bought forty bags of rice, piled them on a tricycle, tied them tightly, and drove the tricycle to the blind spot of the warehouse where surveillance was required.

"Crossing."

Yonghe Time and Space.

Before my eyes could adjust to the dim light, my ears were filled with piercing screams.

Crying, screaming, and cursing, all kinds of sounds mixed in with the sound of the wind and roared towards us.

Lin Dao immediately picked up the riot shield on the tricycle.

Peek out through the crack in the door.

The cavalry, wearing fur coats and fur hats, brandished their weapons and wreaked havoc in the village.

Horse hooves trampled, ring-handled swords swung past, and heads rolled!
"Lord~~~"

A trembling cry came from behind.

Lin Dao subconsciously swung the claw hammer in his hand behind him.

The claw hammer stopped almost right next to Jinlian's nose.

"Master Lang!"

Jinlian's face was pale and her lips were blue, her eyes were full of fear, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

"It's you." Lin Dao lowered his voice. "What's going on outside? Are there bandits?"

"They are the Hu cavalry sent by the imperial court to capture women."

Jinlian explained in a low voice, "The Heavenly King is a palace confinement, forcibly conscripting women into the palace."

Her lips trembled and her voice stuttered. "The villagers wanted to pay some money to bribe the Hu cavalry to let us go."

"But these Hu cavalry not only want money and people, but also want lives!"

Lin Dao had actually seen this before when he was looking up information.

Shi Hu was bloodthirsty and lustful, and he forcibly conscripted women from the country to fill his palace.

Even if a woman has a husband, she will kill him and then take her away.

It is said that he robbed hundreds of thousands of women.

Countless people were killed.

And there was no waste, as all of it was stored as food.

Lin Dao’s first thought was to go back first.

After all, he came here to make money and had no intention of fighting and killing.

As his thoughts were changing, the horse's hooves trembled, and the already dilapidated courtyard gate was knocked open without any suspense.

Lin Dao turned his head and met Hu Qi's gaze.

He has a high nose, deep eyes, clear features, and thick, slightly curly hair.

He was wearing a fur coat and a fur hat, riding a tall and strong warhorse, and the ring-handled sword in his hand was still dripping with blood.

Looking at Lin Dao, who was dressed in strange clothes, the Hu cavalry on horseback grinned, revealing two rows of yellow teeth. "Han'er?"

‘Click! ’

A flame came out of the lighter.

Lin Dao lit the cloth wrapped around the bottle mouth and threw the Molotov cocktail in his hand towards Hu Qi's feet.

"Your grandpa!"

The wine bottle shattered, flames rose, and in an instant, they enveloped the Hu cavalry and their horses.

The horses neighed and the Hu cavalry roared.

But the flames on his body were like a cancer that could not be extinguished no matter what.

At the critical moment of life and death, the Hu cavalry, covered in flames, jumped off his horse, roared, and ran straight towards the forest path with his ring-handled sword tightly grasped.

So brave!

Lin Dao's eyes turned red and his blood rushed up. He picked up the riot shield, put it on his shoulders and rushed forward.

Hu Qi slashed the riot shield with a knife, and the friction sound was harsh.

The next moment, the riot shield hit Hu Qi's chest.

The fire was blazing and the Hu cavalry fell with their heads raised.

The collision caused his blood to boil, and he felt dizzy and dazed, unable to get up for a while.

Lin Dao climbed up, took off the claw hammer hanging on his waist, walked forward, raised it high, and brought it down heavily.

In an instant, the shouting of the Hu cavalry stopped.

He turned and walked towards the burning warhorse that was jumping and neighing, and hammered it up and down.

The dilapidated courtyard fell silent, leaving only the crackling sound of burning flames.

Lin Dao breathed heavily and used soil to put out the small flames on his body.

"Lord~~~"

Jinlian's legs were trembling, her face was pale and her lips were blue, and she was obviously very scared.

"nothing."

Lin Dao waved his hand and said, "This is my first time killing an animal, so let me take it easy."

I didn't feel nauseous as I had imagined, I just felt a little breathless.

Perhaps it was because, in his eyes, these Hu cavalry were all human-like animals.

By the time he recovered, the screams from the village outside had gradually subsided.

"Stay here and don't run around."

After giving some instructions, Lin Dao turned around and walked outside, carrying a claw hammer and a backpack full of Molotov cocktails.

Now that we have already started, we might as well beat him to death.

Jie cavalry?

What a great name!
Many people gathered at the threshing ground in the village.

There were not many Hu cavalrymen, and there were only a few of them in the threshing ground.

They did bring quite a few horses, roughly more than thirty in number.

Cavalrymen do not ride only one horse. War horses are only ridden during battles. On ordinary days, they ride saddle horses to travel, and they also use pack horses to carry supplies.

Dozens of young women gathered in a corner of the threshing floor.

They looked terrified, with tears streaming down their faces like quails.

There were Hu cavalry setting up a stove and a big pot.

Not long after, a dozen or so Hu cavalrymen drove a group of men and gathered from all over the village.

They dragged the captured men and slaughtered them with knives in front of the women.

Lin Dao, carrying his backpack, climbed onto the roof of a house not far away.

He was really not afraid, after all, he could escape at any time.

All the men in the village were soon killed.

The Hu cavalrymen were laughing and counting the looted property.

"Including the one we killed earlier, there are less than twenty people."

"There are at least 200 people in this village, how could they be slaughtered like this by 20 cavalrymen?"

Lin Dao, lying on the roof, was angry at the lack of resistance.

"Fight with them, even if you bite off a piece of meat, it's still a profit!"

This is obviously inexperienced. They have no idea how strong the impact of twenty cavalrymen was in the era of cold weapons.

How could a farmer who had been hungry for a long time, had no training, and had no weapons or armor withstand the cavalry?

The big pot is set up on the stove, and the water in the pot is boiling and bubbling.

Several Hu cavalrymen walked towards the women.

He pinched his chin to look at her face, then reached out to weigh her.

Soon, a young woman came out dragged by her hair and towards the cauldron.

Lin Dao instantly remembered the records when he was looking up the information.

When I read the information before, I felt that the text description was so pale and powerless. The Huqi clearly marked the prices, and the two-legged sheep were divided into different grades, with prices ranging from dozens of coins per catty to over a hundred coins.

At this moment, I truly felt how cruel the environment people of this era are living in is.

This era is hell for Haner!
His blood boiled and his eyes turned red.

With empathy in his heart, he would dare to kill even the most powerful person.

He squatted down, took out the Molotov cocktails from his backpack, and placed them in front of him in order.

‘Click! ’

The lighter emitted a flickering flame, igniting the sealing cloth.

The Hu cavalry gathered around the woman who had been frightened to death, and discussed in a chattering manner how to prepare the attack.

Spinning Molotov cocktails fell from the sky.

The first Molotov cocktail hit the stove.

As it shattered, flames splashed everywhere.

By the time Hu Qi reacted, his body was already covered in flames.

They jumped and clapped subconsciously, but more Molotov cocktails followed.

There were continuous sounds of breaking and the flames were blazing.

The Hu cavalry danced and jumped happily in the firelight, shouting, yelling and singing.

This is the highest realm of dance, dance interpreted with life.

Some Hu cavalrymen could not bear the heat of the flames and suddenly rushed towards the iron pot beside them.

As the iron pot rolled, scalding hot water poured over his body.

The next moment, thick steam rose up and enveloped it, and the screams suddenly became louder.

Water cannot extinguish a gasoline flame.

The Hu cavalry wore fur coats and fur hats and had thick body hair.

With the help of Molotov cocktails, they soon turned into human-shaped torches, running back and forth in the threshing ground, screaming.

No matter how hospitable the dance is, it will eventually come to an end.

As the last person was set on fire, the singing and dancing Hu cavalry twitched and fell to the ground.

This unique dance and the high-pitched singing that went with it came to an abrupt end, leaving only the crackling sound of burning.

There was a strange smell of meat in the air.

Lin Dao looked at the many women who were gathered together and shivering not far away.

They looked panicked and frightened, but no one dared to run away.

He came down from the roof, found Jinlian, and brought her to the threshing ground.

"Father~~~"

Jinlian's mother died early, and she depended on her father for everything.

When he arrived at the threshing ground, he saw his father lying in a pool of blood. He screamed and rushed over to him, wailing.

Lin Dao glanced at the corpses scattered all over the ground and saw He Huang lying in a pool of blood with his eyes open.

He turned around and walked forward with a claw hammer to help the Hu cavalry, who were gradually becoming familiar with him, get some sleep.

"Eighty~eighty~"

Lin Dao felt that he was sick.

Not only was he not afraid at all, his heartbeat quickened, his face flushed, and his blood became more and more excited.

Pat your face and calm down, don't be too abnormal.

Carrying a claw hammer stained with red and white, he walked towards the restless herd of horses.

If this could be brought back to the modern world and sold, it would make a fortune immediately.

The horses carried a lot of supplies.

Hanging with items such as riding bow, quiver, ring-handled sword, horse lance, flail, water bag, dry food bag, and saddle bag.

Ignore the heart-wrenching cries of the women not far away calling for their parents.

Lin Dao calmed the restless horses and went forward to check his spoils.

"Still kicking your ass, right?"

"Laozi Shudao Mountain~~~"

"boom!"

With one hit of the hammer, the restless horse suddenly calmed down and fell asleep.

There were a lot of valuables in the sack, including gold cakes, silver ingots, and various jewelry. Lin Dao also saw half a gold cake that had been cut off.

There were blood stains on many pieces of jewelry, obviously they had just been taken off.

After packing up his things, Lin Dao turned around and left.

Return to the previous yard and return to the modern world.

When he appeared again, he had brought with him a butane flamethrower, a crucible, borax and other items.

Putting on a mask, gloves and protective goggles, he started tinkering with it on the spot.

He melted the gold cakes and gold jewelry and got two gold bars.

In terms of the recycling price at the pawn shop, it would be almost 100,000.

As for the silver and jewelry, he was not very interested and just put them away.

Silver is worthless and jewelry is troublesome to handle.

Lin Dao was in a good mood. Looking at Jinlian who was hiding outside the door timidly and looking around, he thought she was pretty.

"explain."

"Master." Jinlian, with tears still on her face, stepped forward cautiously. "If the Hu cavalry don't return, they will definitely come again. Master, please take us and leave as soon as possible."

The Hu cavalry had a strong desire for revenge. When later arrivals discovered that so many Hu cavalry had died here, they would surely massacre them in retaliation.

Death is terrible.

But what is even more terrifying is being used as food.

Lin Dao smiled and asked, "Why should I take you with me?"

He came here to do business, so what's the big deal about taking dozens of women with him?

It's all a burden.

Killing the Hu cavalry was killing the Hu cavalry, and Lin Dao did it voluntarily.

But if you carry dozens of burdens, you will become a saint.

Zhou Shuren once said, "Life is short, like grass and trees withering in autumn. You can do anything, but you can't be a bootlicker or a saint."

Jinlian's eyes were fixed on the gold bar in Lin Dao's hand.

"Master, do you like gold?"

"That's an interesting thing to say." Lin Dao was amused. "Who doesn't like gold?"

"My dear." Jinlian took a few steps forward, her expression anxious. "I know where I can find the gold."

She then added, "A lot of gold."

Lin Dao lowered his head and looked down at Jin Lian. "Speak."

"Master Lang!"

Jinlian knelt down tremblingly. "Forty miles southeast of Sanhe Village, there's a camp for the Qihuo Army. They have a lot of gold."

"My dear." She looked up cautiously. "My sisters and I are still young. If we sell ourselves to the Lord, we can earn a lot of gold for him."

Lin Dao looked strange.

"What kind of world is this~~~"

"I begged to be sold, and I'm lucky enough to do that!"

He looked down at the woman, his throat moving slightly.

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)