Chapter 哈哈, 哪里来的这么个江湖人？

"Haha, where did this martial artist come from?"

"Before the fat sheep gets its head chopped off, it always has to show off its horns to scare people..."

Facing Hu Ma's drawn blade and his advancing steps, the food requisitioning troop clearly didn't take him seriously. Amidst the giggling and laughing, they lightly pulled their reins, suddenly accelerating and charging forward, their three-zhang-long black hook-spears pointing straight ahead.

Their weapons had a hook and a barb at the front. Sitting high on horseback, using the momentum of their steeds, their charge was terrifying.

But at this moment, Hu Ma took a deep breath. The Judge's Blade in his hand seemed to sense the anger in his heart, and suddenly, it rang out loudly.

In an instant, he shifted his feet, advancing directly, his blade like a dragon. With a shake of his body, the hook-spears aimed at him were deflected aside. Then, with a twist of his blade, he chopped the five or six members of the food requisitioning troop who passed him into two.

Fresh blood spurted out, like fireworks in the night. The murderous intent in Hu Ma's heart seemed to have lost all restraint.

It surged forth, the blade light like refined steel, directly meeting the other soldiers gathering from all directions.

"How bold!"

"Daring to kill my men, seize him!"

"..."

Once blood was drawn, everyone in the town went mad. The one tending the stove in the inn pulled out a burning wooden stick. The fierce woman salting meat grabbed the hook used to hang the meat. The butcher's assistant picked up a meat cleaver as wide as a human face.

From the doors in front and behind, some carried nets, others held ropes, a dark mass surging out together.

This surging killing intent could suppress many martial arts techniques in the jianghu.

But Hu Ma would not be suppressed now. He didn't even use any techniques, but just used his own skills to the fullest.

They were fierce, but Hu Ma was even fiercer. The skills of the Shousui Ren (Year-Guardian) that he had practiced so hard for so long were now displayed to the extreme, relying on his movement skills to move around freely.

Sometimes he used the Ghost Climbing Stairs technique, stepping on the walls as if walking on flat ground, and seven or eight heads flew high under his blade. Other times he roared like thunder, colliding with the galloping soldiers, sending both man and horse flying fifteen or twenty feet.

Upon landing, both man and horse had turned into minced meat.

Ferocious intent arose, killing like mowing grass.

In the night, even Immortal Maiden Miaoshan and Fourth Sister Zhou had changed color. It wasn't that no one had charged at them, but the few who got close were sent flying by Fourth Sister Zhou's punch. Immediately, Little Bean Official puffed out his cheeks and blew a breath.

A yin wind swirled around the carriage, confusing the soldiers' eyes and making it difficult for them to see where they were.

If they settled down, they could still be found, but Hu Ma's unrestrained slaughter attracted their attention.

This group had many ways to avoid the food requisitioning troop, so they were even more puzzled as to why Hu Ma faced them head-on.

"He told me to open my eyes, what did he want me to see?"

A bit of fear had appeared on Fourth Sister Zhou's face: "Actually, my father reminded me about this kind of thing before I left."

"I also told him what my father said, just as he told me."

"But I don't understand, when my father told me, I felt he was right."

"But when he told me to open my eyes and look, I felt full of guilt..."

"..."

"Little Shopkeeper is finding his identity..."

Old Abacus by the carriage seemed to see deeper than the others, sighing softly and saying, "Living in this world, if you want to see your fate clearly, you always have to know your identity."

"His fate is too heavy and too complicated. Although he doesn't talk about it much along the way, he understands the discomfort in his heart. I think he's been thinking over and over again about who he really is."

"But who can he be?"

"He's just a humble commoner from the village, learning skills in the jianghu, enduring hardship in this world. That's the most suitable for him..."

"So, he won't hide, he has to draw this blade."

"Because he's a commoner, if he can't escape something, why should he use another identity to escape?"

"..."

Sighing, looking at the murderous Hu Ma, a hint of resentment towards his master vaguely arose in his heart.

"Am I a transmigrator or a descendant of the Hu family?"

At this moment, the sound of the blade cutting through human bones easily excites people, but Hu Ma was unusually calm.

The strange records in the Book of Life and Death made him feel endless confusion. Looking up, everything was arranged by others. No matter which way he went, he felt uncomfortable, but going down..."

"Probably because I am a commoner myself, so I am born with the sorrow of sympathizing with my own kind..."

"Under the unrestrained transmigrator and the lofty Ten Surnames, only a timid person like me is hidden."

"So when I see this kind of thing, I can't sit idly by."

"Just because I've always been afraid in my heart, afraid that this kind of thing will also happen to me..."

"..."

Ever since he saw the National Preceptor in Fox Coffin Village, he had felt uneasy. He didn't expect that now that he faced himself squarely, he would feel enlightened.

Just like Immortal Maiden Miaoshan, even though she was from the Daocai Men (Banditry Sect), she could admit that she didn't know anything. So even if he had two other identities, would it be so difficult to admit that he was actually just a timid little commoner?

Not difficult at all!

"This is precisely my chance!"

Amidst the wielding of his blade and the slaughter, Hu Ma felt a surging aura in his heart: "That strange thing in the Zhongyin realm (Intermediate Yin Realm) is clearly wary of me. I'm not sure if I can achieve my goal the third time I enter the gates of life and death, but if..."

"What if I enter with so many people?"

"Faced with this human tragedy, I want to see how that thing will come to measure this fate!"

"..."

His heart became more and more clear. Suddenly, with a slash of his blade, he chopped the black iron hook net and the person holding the net into two pieces.

Then he paused his steps, booming, and the two horses in front of him were frightened and reared up, then were split in two by his blade. He took a deep breath, his whole body turned dead, and a surge of yin energy blew out.

Facing this yin energy, at least seven or eight people's souls were blown out of their bodies, stiff and motionless.

At this moment, Hu Ma didn't use any great skills.

His truly brilliant skills were all in the mighty Wei Tian Gong General Dharma and the Zhensui Fu (Suppression Bureau), but now that he was in a chaotic situation, he had to guard against the baleful aura of these soldiers, so he used the simplest techniques. But relying on his aura, he managed to kill them until they were thrown off their horses.

From the beginning when these people charged at him, it had turned into the food requisitioning troop retreating in terror, while he approached like a fierce god.

"Chih!"

A sharp sound rang out behind him. The fierce woman, holding an iron hook, hooked it towards Hu Ma's eyes from behind.

Hu Ma raised his hand and grabbed the iron hook, twisting it together with the woman's palm into a distorted braid.

The woman screamed like a pig being slaughtered, but Hu Ma quickly pulled her in front of him, and the Judge's Blade was placed on her neck.

"Hero, don't kill me..."

The woman screamed in fear, and in the midst of this scream, Hu Ma gradually cut her throat.

"Wu..."

Suddenly, at the head of the town, a heavy sound of a bull horn rang out, sounding for dozens of miles in the middle of the night.

This town was just a camp for the food requisitioning troop. Seeing that such a sudden chaos had arisen, many people were frightened and were forced to blow the horn. Once this horn was sounded, the army twenty miles away would probably receive the news and rush over soon.

But Hu Ma was indifferent to this. He kicked over the big pot, pushed down the human flesh rack, and killed more than two hundred people in the food requisitioning troop, as well as a group of assistants.

He was usually a clean person, not wanting blood to get on his body when killing, but now he couldn't care less. He killed until his whole body was covered in blood, the lights were dim, and finally even the dog that was huddled in the corner eating internal organs was chopped in half.

But at the same time, outside the town, there was a clear sound of hooves like thunder. A squadron of soldiers, each led by a general sitting high on horseback, clad in iron armor, and carrying a large flag.

They had heard that the camp had been attacked, and were rushing over, full of murderous intent, to investigate.

Hu Ma held his blade and went out of the town to meet them.

But suddenly, at this moment, a gust of wind blew outside the town. This gust of wind blew until the sky and earth were blurred, and the lights in the town simultaneously shrank like beans, and the light suddenly shrank by half.

The squadron of soldiers rushing in the front had already reached the outside of the town, just barely reaching the front, but suddenly, someone stood in their way.

That person was riding a horse with more than a dozen legs, with a short body and a big head, looking comical, but he was as steady as a mountain.

Facing the cavalry of dozens of people rushing in the front, this person took a deep breath and suddenly shouted.

That squadron of soldiers suddenly stopped their horses, their bodies froze, and then one by one silently fell from their horses.

In the flickering firelight, it could be seen that their faces were pale, and blood was flowing from their seven orifices. They had been shaken to death.

"It's him?"

Suddenly seeing the figure on the strange horse, Hu Ma was slightly stunned. He had seen him before.

At the same time, his mind moved slightly, and he realized something. He slowly turned his head and saw that behind him, in the shadows, a person was slowly walking out.

He was wearing a gray coarse cloth robe, his sleeves fluttering, his expression was calm. He was clearly standing there, but before he took the initiative to walk out of the shadows, he hadn't noticed him at all, and even his appearance seemed unclear.

At the same time, when the big-headed, short-bodied man shouted and shook a squadron of soldiers to death, and the black wind blowing outside the town made everything hazy, and the soldiers outside couldn't get in for the time being, the people by the carriage reacted.

Especially Fourth Sister Zhou, seeing the man appear, rubbed her eyes and was overjoyed: "Father..."

The person behind Hu Ma just nodded slightly to her, but his eyes looked at Hu Ma, gently clasped his hands, and smiled: "Little friend, are you going to the direction of the capital?"

"I am Zhou Zhiming, serving as the head of the Zhou family."

"I was entrusted by the National Preceptor, knowing that this road would not be peaceful, so I came here specifically to meet you..."