Chapter 1784: Chapter 1784

"Here they come again!"

At this moment, someone finally realized that the boulders were flying in from outside the mountain stronghold.

"Get out of the way!" The two archers on the lookout tower shouted in unison, but the rocks came with overwhelming force. As soon as their eyes saw them, the rocks had already smashed through, crashing into the stronghold and rolling for over a dozen meters, crushing and killing more than a dozen lives in total!

"What is that!?" Someone exclaimed loudly again because this time it was not stones, but a large tree, a tree that more than ten people couldn’t lift, flying in out of nowhere!

Over a dozen such huge trees followed, all with similar flight paths, crashing into the mountain stronghold instantly, killing and injuring many mountain bandits. Just as the bandits were in a state of panic, you stood before a poplar about twenty meters high, with a trunk that required five or six people to encircle it. You suddenly hugged the tree trunk with both hands, applying such force that the tree bark cracked under your grip. With a crack, your hands sank into the tree.

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With a loud shout, you lifted the towering tree all by yourself!

In front of this gigantic tree, you seemed like an ant, and no one could have imagined that a single person could possess such terrifying strength.

You carried the tree and smashed it directly onto the mountain stronghold’s gate, crushing a group of mountain bandits trying to flee through the gate alive, with blood and flesh flying!

Then, you drew a big blade from the ground and charged into the stronghold with a roar.

No one knew exactly what was happening inside. Wang Ling, Zhang Kai, and others waiting in ambush outside only heard constant anguished cries from inside the stronghold. The whole place was in chaos, with individuals fleeing in panic from the stronghold, each running on their own and getting lost in their fear, scattering in all directions. Coincidentally, they fell right into Wang Ling and the others’ ambush.

As Wang Ling and the others killed all escaping bandits, they all surrounded the stronghold. Just as they prepared to enter, they saw you breaking through the wooden fence walls of the stronghold with a single kick and swaggering out. At this moment, you seemed to have just come out of a sea of blood, covered in fresh red blood, with even your hair dyed red, reminiscent of the Demon God from Purgatory.

Wang Ling looked intently and noticed that you were holding a small bloody hemp sack in your left hand.

Wang Ling stepped forward and asked, "Brother Mu Yun, have all these bandits been dealt with?"

"Not sure, Zhang Kai should lead another search, and if there are any survivors, finish them off quickly."

Carrying the sack, you headed down the mountain path.

"Yang Zhuangshi, could it be that what you have in that sack is...?"

Zhang Kai looked at you, feeling utterly shocked. He and the people around him were closely watching you, and when they saw you hurl that massive boulder into the stronghold, none of them could keep their mouths closed. They were all in awe of your mountain god-like strength.

"This is an offering for my deceased kin." To you, Wang Xi’s family, who had already died, was family.

Some things must be done, and even knowing the difficulties and obstacles, you would do it without hesitation, just like today. You needed to kill these mountain bandits, but if it were only you alone, things wouldn’t have gone so smoothly. After all, once you charged into the mountain bandits, many terrified bandits fled, most of whom were intercepted by Wang Ling and the others.

Watching your tall back, including Wang Ling, everyone stood in respect. Your imposing image was forever imprinted in their hearts.

As you descended the mountain, Wang Ling did not follow. His mind and those who remained behind were on the loot plundered by the bandits.

Walking alone on the mountain path, you allowed a faint smile on your lips and whispered, "After exerting so much effort, why would I let you all reap the benefits for free?"

Just as you had guessed, Wang Ling, Zhang Kai, and others found a lot of supplies in their search of the stronghold, but there were few valuable items, particularly gold and silver artifacts.

"Could they have already transferred them in advance?" This was Wang Ling’s thought.

Zhang Kai nodded. None of them suspected you because they all saw you walking away with just a head-filled sack, which wouldn’t hold much even if it contained gold bars.

After another thorough search, everyone helplessly left a group to watch over the site, while others rushed toward the county town to report the news to the County Magistrate as quickly as possible to earn a reward.

Back in the looted Wang Family Village, though the recent carnage had calmed your anger, your hatred had not diminished. While you had no idea who was behind these treacherous mountain bandit acts, you were utterly detested by them and swore to drag them out, flay them alive, dismember them, and execute them by dismemberment!

When Wang Ling returned, you had already covered the bodies of Wang Xi’s wife and Er Mao with a white cloth, laying them flat on a grass mat.

You looked at Wang Ling and asked, "Where do you think they should be buried?"

"The land of North Mountain and South Water," Wang Ling sighed deeply.

In three days, you and Wang Ling managed to take care of Wang Xi’s family funeral.

Three days later, at noon, you stood silently in Wang Xi’s courtyard. Wang Ling had already returned to the county town, and not all villagers of Wang Family Village were killed. Some villagers who had escaped by chance hid at relatives’ homes due to fear, but when the county released a notice saying that the mountain bandits had been exterminated, they returned hesitantly.

After two days of recovery, Wang Family Village remained quiet but now had a bit more life. Not only the villagers but everyone in the county knew that the hero who exterminated the bandits was a chivalrous man named Li Muyun, who was Wang Xi’s adopted son. This was the identity you temporarily gave yourself when you told Wang Ling.

In the past two days, many people came to the village to express their thanks, and you patiently received them all, but you refused to see so-called fellow townsmen who had nothing to do with Wang Xi’s family. Once, when provoked, you punched a large stone to pieces, scaring away your visitors. After that, you finally had some peaceful days.

"Brother Mu Yun, you didn’t eat at noon again, huh? My mother asked me to bring this to you." As you lazily basked in the sun, a little shota came over carrying a wooden tray with two big bowls on it, one containing buns and the other a fragrant broth.

After leaving the military camp, you rarely had the chance to eat meat. In this world, those who ate meat were mostly the so-called upper class, while ordinary people had little to no meat even during festivals.

This shota’s name was Wang Xiao, named because he never cried after birth. Wang Xiao lived next to Wang Xi’s house, and since everyone in the village belonged to the same clan, Wang Xiao had about the same seniority level as Wang Xi. However, most of the surviving villagers of Wang Village liked to call you "Brother Mu Yun."

"More broth? Ah-Xiao, go back and tell your mother, just send some buns or vegetables next time."