The Concubine's Daughter Travels Through Time and Space and Takes the Road of Confrontation

"Shopkeeper, let's settle the bill!" The young man patted the crumbs on his hands and took out a few copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the man.

The man took the copper coins, led the horse out from behind the straw shed, and threw the sweat towel on his shoulder, "Have a safe journey, sir!" Seeing the young man jump on the horse with neat and clean movements, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Jiang San was slightly surprised. "Where did this young man come from? How could he ride such a fine horse?"

The thin old man whispered, "Keep your voice down. It's a crime to possess a treasure. Don't bring disaster to others!"

Jiang San stammered, "A horse this good would cost at least fifty taels of silver!" Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw people clearing their things at other tables. Jiang San raised his voice, "Mr. Mo, did you see the sword that young man is carrying? Tsk tsk tsk tsk, if I'm not mistaken, the cloth wrapped around the hilt isn't this color."

The voice was neither too loud nor too low, just right for everyone to hear. Sure enough, among the four or five people who stood up, three sat down again. In the end, only two people, one tall and one short, were left. They hurriedly dropped a few copper coins and rode away on their mules, looking very anxious.

Old Mo glared at Jiang San. "Look at your broken mouth. You've brought trouble to others!" He slowly stood up straight and shouted with a dark face, "Jiang San, are you leaving or not?"

"Go, go, go." Jiang San had a bitter face. The road ahead was difficult for travelers. Making a living depended half on fate and half on people. He believed most in the word "karma".

The people at the remaining tables looked at each other, exchanged glances, and a table of people in the corner stood up and followed from a distance.

Mo Lao and Jiang San, relying on their own two legs, hurried along, but still fell a distance behind. When they arrived, they saw only a solitary mule grazing on grass. Upon closer inspection, they discovered traces of something heavy dragging on the ground. They followed the tracks to the cliff's edge and looked down. The body, buried in the thicket at the bottom, was none other than the person who had been riding the mule.

Jiang San chanted a Buddhist chant, "These two thieves have blood on their hands, and today they finally hit the wall!"

Old Mo snorted coldly, "Serves them right! There's no blood around, and judging by their location at the bottom of the cliff, I suspect they were knocked unconscious and then thrown directly down from where we're standing."

"Could there be someone else?" Jiang San was surprised. "Could it be a case of gangs robbing gangs?"

Old Mo shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid my little brother is in great danger."

Jiang San felt so guilty that he sat down on the ground and almost slapped his thigh until it was swollen.

Little did they know that the young man they regretted had already arrived at Shimen Cave.

Lu Yun rode around on horseback. The surrounding mountain walls were steep and rugged, and the grass and trees growing on them blocked out the sun. Apart from the birds singing, there was no other movement, and it seemed that there was nothing unusual.

Lu Yun tied the horse under a tree, took out a gold bracelet from her bag and fiddled with it carefully in the sunlight. The gems inlaid on it were so dazzling that they could almost blind the eyes of a thief hiding in the bushes.

The thief licked his cracked lips, his eyes greedy. He gestured to the others to wait, then rushed forward with his sword raised. He was determined to take this kid's life and all his belongings!

Seeing the man in the dark finally reveal himself, Lu Yun's eyes turned cold, and he charged straight at him. With a crisp "ding" sound, the broadsword flew out of his hand. The thief was terrified, clutching his shoulder and roaring in frustration, "What are you waiting for!"

Two more people jumped out of the bushes behind him, with cold flashes of machetes in their hands, rushing straight towards Lu Yun's head. If she was hit by one of them, she would be dead.

Lu Yun showed no fear, her figure instantly vanishing from the scene. The thief felt only a flash of darkness before his eyes, then felt a pain in his chest, and slowly fell to the ground with his eyes wide open. The long sword sent a high drop of blood splattering, and the next second, it was at the other thief's neck. His cries of "Please spare me, sir," turned into a loud "hehe!", and the machete smashed to the ground. The thief's eyes bulged out, and he clutched his bloody neck tightly, collapsing with a thud!

The last bandit, who had been frightened out of his wits and committed all kinds of evil, trembled like a sieve and kept begging for mercy. "Please spare my life! Please spare my life!"

Lu Yun kicked him down with a blank expression, "Answer me when I ask you questions. If you don't obey—" A scream echoed from the ground, and the swordsman's voice was icy cold, "I'll cut a tendon in your hand!"

"Half a month ago, didn't you rob a black-faced man? After taking everything, you threw him off a cliff?"

It turned out to be revenge. The thief's mind raced as he recalled carefully. After a moment, he endured the severe pain in his wrist and shook his head, "This man's death has nothing to do with me. Yes, it was the second-in-command of the village who personally led his men—"

"Where's the thing in his hand?"

"What is it, little one, I don't know."

Lu Yun narrowed her eyes and swung the sword again. Ah! !!! The man screamed again. A large piece of flesh was cut off from his thumb, and blood immediately gushed out.

"I really don't know. Please spare me, sir! Please spare me, sir!" The man's face was pale and trembling. "Sir, the thing must be in the hands of the second in command. I am just a patrolman..."

Unmoved, Lu Yun pinched the man's chin, took out a black pill and poured it into the thief's mouth. "This is a highly poisonous poison. If there is no antidote within three days, the intestines will be ruptured and bleeding from all seven orifices will die."

"Where is the village? How many people are there? How long have you been here? Tell me the truth!"

The man's face turned pale and he collapsed to the ground in despair, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die..." He seemed to have been scared out of his wits.

Lu Yun frowned and said, "I will detoxify you after I finish the task."

The man came back to life immediately, and was extremely excited. "I'll tell you everything. The village is in a cave. There are more than twenty brothers in total, and most of them came here within the past six months. Aside from the two leaders, the one who has been here the longest is Wang Hu, who just died under the sword of a hero. It is said that he has been here for a year."

So the bandits in Shimendong have only been around for about six months? Lu Yun found this completely inconsistent with the information she had found. Shimendong has complex terrain and is a key thoroughfare. Villagers nearby said bandits had been entrenched there for two or three years, and while there was a period of peace and quiet, they later became even more brutal and violent.

what on earth is it?

On the rugged mountain road, the man led the way in front, and a man and a horse followed behind.

"What is Wang Hu's status in your village?"

"Wang Hu is our team leader and the most powerful. I heard that he has a relationship with the second-in-command."

"Why don't you mention the boss?"

"The headmaster is not often in the village, and he doesn't take care of things."

The more Lu Yun listened, the more she felt something was wrong. "Have you met the boss? What's his last name?"

The man covered his injured hand and said, "A month ago, I followed Wang Hu and followed the orders of the Second Chief to take the First Chief into the mountains. I heard the Second Chief call him 'Sir Li something'?"

His last name was Li? Lu Yun suppressed her surprise and continued to inquire, "What else do you know? Tell me in detail."

The man's expression suddenly became strange. "To be honest, I've always felt that the boss doesn't look like someone in our line of work. Instead, he looks more like a traveling merchant."

"Traveling merchant? What makes you say that?" Lu Yun saw the man's face become even weirder after he finished speaking. He coughed lightly and said, "Forget you're a bandit."

The man sneered, "Not only that, the boss will only stay in the village for two days without asking for anything, and he even gave a lot of money to the second in command. This is all Wang Hu's advice."