diymy Chapter 2 My name is Liu Feng
Chapter 2 My name is Liu Feng
The waiters from several restaurants resting on the riverbank all ran over. The fish was extremely strong. Li Er gripped the harpoon tightly with both hands until it stopped struggling violently, then lifted it up with force. It was a top-quality Yellow River carp with golden scales and a red tail, weighing at least four or five pounds.
"It's our restaurant's turn to catch this fish!" the tall waiter said excitedly.
The waiters from the other restaurants looked regretful, but they didn't say anything.
The Yellow River is murky, making it impossible to see the fish clearly. You can only judge them by the ripples and shadows. By feeling the fish with a fork, you can pierce its back or belly, leaving only a small hole, so that the fish can remain fresh and intact.
The local people are all experienced hunters who have long since mastered their skills, so the nearby restaurants have agreed to take turns buying the goods, relying entirely on luck and making money through harmony.
This will also prevent price gouging and the resulting profits from ordinary people.
The tall man took the fish, weighed it, and laughed, "A little over four pounds. I'll give you 45 coins per pound, which is 180 coins in total. I'll deduct 20 coins for the fish fee, so I'll give you 160 coins."
Li Er didn't say anything, but took the string of copper coins handed to him and stuffed them into his tattered little cloth bag.
Once the restaurant staff had all gone far away, the young man spat and muttered under his breath, "You heartless bastards! Such good Yellow River carp should cost at least sixty coins a pound!"
Li Er ignored him and walked ashore with the harpoon in his hand.
"It's still early." The boy said in surprise.
Li Er simply replied, "Something came up," and walked barefoot along the riverbank toward the distant village.
As soon as I arrived at the village entrance, I heard an old man resting under the big locust tree sighing, "The northwest is dark, the wind is picking up, and the clouds are piling up like towers; there will definitely be a downpour tonight."
Li Er paused, glanced up, and saw that the sky had indeed changed.
"Li Er, your relatives have come to visit!" A naked boy ran past him in a flash.
relative?
A cold glint flashed in Li Er's eyes as he turned and walked towards the cemetery outside the village.
The wind grew stronger, and large, dark clouds rolled in from the horizon, gradually darkening the sky.
Li Er found his way to a grave by memory, dug out a bamboo tube with a harpoon, smashed it open, and found the contents wrapped in oiled paper. He ripped the paper off, revealing a crudely made military dagger with a hidden, cold gleam.
Yes, he was reborn.
In his past life, he was a veteran who was discharged from the military due to injury. On his way to help alleviate poverty in the mountains, he encountered a landslide and ended up here the moment he opened his eyes.
A bolt of lightning illuminated the graveyard in a stark white light. Li Er stared intently at the military dagger in his hand, his eyes flashing with cold light.
After a year, he finally got his chance.
He hid his dagger in a cloth bag and returned to the village with the harpoon.
"Brother Li is back!"
"I heard you earned four or five hundred coins today, you have to treat us to some drinks!"
Li Er greeted him with a smile, but inwardly he was cursing, "You're the one called Li Er! Your whole family is called Li Er!"
Along the way, all we saw were low mud-brick houses with thatched or straw roofs, not even a single tile. They were vulnerable to fire and heavy rain, as a flood could wash them all away.
This was the life of most ordinary people in ancient times, even in times of peace. If war broke out...
I saw a video the other day where someone actually wanted to travel back to the Wei, Jin, and Southern and Northern Dynasties. What would they do there? Become provisions?
Li Er stopped in front of a slightly better courtyard.
The courtyard was surrounded by a fence and a bamboo gate. There were three mud-brick main rooms and two side rooms. One room was used for cooking, and the other room was filled with firewood.
The courtyard was pitch black, with only a few faint rays of light coming from the west room.
The courtyard gate was not closed, and Li Er tiptoed in, using the lightning and rumbling thunder as cover to reach the window of the west room.
A cough came from inside the house. It was the original owner's uncle, but Li Er knew in his heart that this person was not an elder at all, but a spy who was monitoring and watching over the original owner.
Then came the voice of a middle-aged man: "We can't delay any longer. Someone has escaped from exile and returned; this matter will reach the palace sooner or later..."
The palace? The imperial palace, the Forbidden City?
Then the man continued, "The Emperor Emeritus is old and may pass away at any time. When that happens, the dog emperor will definitely investigate what happened back then and eliminate all traces of him..."
"But he has no memory of what happened back then. Last year's cold almost killed him, and when he woke up, I barely recognized him..."
"Who knows if he's pretending to be stupid! What if he remembers..."
A thunderous roar, a piercing deafening sound, swallowed the crucial second half of the words: "...The old men in the manor haven't been dealt with yet; he's a constant threat as long as he's alive! He must die!"
"He doesn't look like an old man... much less like... a concubine... even if those old people were to meet him in person, they might not recognize him..."
"Enough! I'm not here to negotiate. Today, he must die!"
Damn thunder!
Li Er cursed inwardly, the most crucial information had been completely covered up!
Is "Consort" the original owner's mother's name, or her former title?
There was a moment of silence in the room.
"What...do you plan to do with me?"
Another silence followed.
"The young master instructed that your family will enjoy a life of wealth and prosperity, and live a peaceful and worry-free life."
"And what about you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You're the only one who's ever crossed paths with us, why would they spare your life?"
"My affairs are none of your concern!"
Hearing the man's furious roar, Li Er sneered inwardly. He had worked so hard to be a dog, but in the end, he was still abandoned!
He gripped the harpoon tightly. Last year, when the original owner of this body caught a cold, it was this man who deliberately delayed finding a doctor, which allowed him to get away with it.
During his convalescence, the man repeatedly tried to kill Li Er, but fortunately, Li Er was lucky and escaped each time. Therefore, even without hearing these words, he was determined to kill the man tonight to prevent future trouble!
A man's voice came from inside the house again: "Alright, get ready, he should be back soon..."
Li Er crouched down and turned around, his harpoon accidentally sweeping the thatch under the eaves.
"who!"
"Bang!"
A dark figure crashed through the window and flew out of the west room, turning around to block Li Er's path. It was that man.
"You little beast, you were faking it all along!" The man swung his knife and slashed.
Li Er gripped the harpoon tightly, gritted his teeth, and thrust it straight in!
The man scoffed, his face full of disdain: "You little beast, you dare use a broken harpoon as a weapon? Today I'll show you what real weaponry is! Break—"
clang--
The harpoon that had pierced countless carp in the Yellow River broke in two the instant it struck the sharp blade, the cuts clean and sharp.
"die!"
The man grinned maliciously, the blade carrying a strong wind, its force undiminished, as it slashed straight at Li Er's face.
Li Er rolled on the spot, barely dodging the attack. But before he could get up, a second sharp gust of wind whistled past his ear, so he had no choice but to roll to the side again.
"Hahaha, stop struggling! My blade cuts through iron like mud, you'll die a quick and painless death..."
"Pain my ass!"
Li Er took off the cloth bag from his back and threw it out.
"clang!"
The military dagger he had hidden in his cloth bag was cleaved away by a single blow and disappeared into the darkness; copper coins scattered all over the ground with a clattering sound.
Taking advantage of the brief moment, Li Er suddenly sprang to his feet and headed straight for the spot where the military dagger had fallen.
The man immediately gave chase. The night was as black as ink, with only flashes of lightning occasionally tearing through the clouds and deafening thunder.
Suddenly, a pale white lightning bolt tore through the night sky, and the bright light exploded. The man instinctively raised his hand to protect his eyes, and Li Er, who had obtained the military dagger, seized the opportunity to stab him straight in the heart.
The man reacted quickly, swinging his knife to parry. With a crisp clang, the military dagger was deflected, and the attack missed its mark.
Having missed his first strike, Li Er turned and ran, waiting for the next lightning strike.
"That damned little beast!"
The man cursed angrily and chased after them again.
A second lightning bolt struck, its blinding light striking the eye, yet the man still raised his hand to shield his eyes.
Li Er, who had ducked to avoid the bright light, suddenly spun around. His military dagger, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, pierced the man's vital heart with a cold glint in the afterimage of lightning!
The man was startled by the gust of wind rushing towards him. In his haste, he could only twist his waist and roll to the side, using his waist knife to block and save himself.
A clang resounded, the sound of metal striking metal making the arms of the two men go numb.
The military dagger grazed the blade of the waist knife, deflecting it and plunging deep into the man's ribcage. The man groaned, but instead of retreating, he advanced, enduring the pain and lowering his wrist. He then swung the waist knife horizontally in a backhand motion, aiming straight for Li Er's neck!
Li Er hurriedly withdrew his dagger and retreated, narrowly avoiding the blade.
The fighting disturbed the neighbors, who cursed, "Old Li, what the hell are you doing?!"
The man roared, "Shut up! I'll kill your whole family if you shout again!"
The noise from next door suddenly stopped.
In an instant, a blinding white bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky, and the world was suddenly bathed in bright light!
The man's pupils contracted sharply as the bright light blinded him instantly.
In that split second, Li Er pounced like a ghost, holding nothing back, his military dagger piercing the man's heart with all its ferocity!
The dull thud of the dagger piercing flesh was drowned out by the thunder; the man's body jolted violently, and he collapsed.
"well--"
A sigh drifted from the main room. Li Er looked up and saw Uncle Li slowly walking out, knife at his waist: "Waiter, it's all fate!"
Li Er stared intently at him, at the waist knife in his hand. The next moment, he suddenly raised his foot, kicking the waist knife off the ground into the air, gripped it tightly in his backhand, and swung his arm, the blade pointing directly at his opponent.
"My name is Liu Feng!"
A clap of thunder, and then a torrential downpour...