Jing Ke is a madman

  [======????=====] The drizzle is fine and has not yet spoken of its sorrow, the autumn wind is mournful and cannot express its chill. A leisurely person takes elegant steps amidst the scattered flowers, at noon the sunlight also casts a gloomy shadow.

  The eastern fence does not plant the world's sacrifice flowers, the gate has few peony grasses. Who can be expected to know the future, the road has already turned into yellow sand.

  Perhaps this is not loneliness for Leihu!

  "Hey, kiddo, talk to me! ... I'm Major of the XX Group Army of the People's Republic of China... My virtual helmet, I'm the first assassin player in 'Dominating the World'... Ah... Uncle, chat with me!"

  "Madman!" The old farmer saw this crazy guy sitting by the roadside waving at him and quickly jumped to the other side, hurrying away.

  "Aunt! I am...... Ah, ah, ah...... Aunt, aunt!"

  "Madman, beggar, dead hooligan!" The aunt invited passersby to chat again, and this time she was even more extreme: "You look not bad, today my butcher husband is not at home, originally I could have counted as a favor to you, accompanying you to play. But you're just a madman, hurry up and die somewhere else!"

  This is a, uh, official road? There are many people coming and going, occasionally there are even horse-drawn carriages, raising clouds of yellow dust. But the more people that pass by, the lonelier Lei Hu becomes.

  "Where are you, Tian, my brother? We're the only family in this world and time! Grabbing a handful of wild grass, he stuffed it into his mouth and chewed fiercely: "What kind of crappy mission is this? It's more painful than death! And you, the 'girl' in my head, I'm telling you, if you don't come out and chat with me soon, I'll smash my head on this big rock and you'll be done for too!"

  Chewed another mouthful of grass, staring blankly at passersby: "Hey! Hello! Misi misi? Dada de..."

  "Madman!"

  "How pitiful!"

  "Never mind, the world is not at peace, we still have no one to pity us, let's go home quickly!"

  "Am I really crazy?" He stood up, throwing the grass in his hand into the sky and shouted: "Girl, haven't you fixed yourself yet? If you don't come out, I'll really go crazy... Alright, if you still don't come out, I'll... I'll really knock myself to death..."

  "Ouch!" With a loud thud, who knows if the stone was painful or not, but Lei Hu ended up lying on the ground: "Damn it, I forgot to use my inner energy, this hurts so much!"

  "Hey young man! Why torture yourself like this?" An old fellow, who was running a small tea stall on the opposite side of the road. "Come, eat it, it tastes better than grass. You won't be hungry anymore, and you won't have to knock against the stone again."

  It's a big pancake, kindly old man has handed over, smiling on his face, but very bitter.

  "I'm not... I am... me, thank you!" What's going on? What can I say? Sitting here stupidly for half a day, I think I've gone crazy too, eating grass and bumping my head... But I'm really starving.

  "Young man, where are you from?" Anyway, business was slow at this time, so the old man sat down and chatted with Lei Hu.

  "Wow!" The big pancake smells so good. Leihu stuffed his mouth with a big mouthful, which was not only better than those weeds, but actually much better than many Western junk foods he had eaten before.

  "Which one?" The old man shook his head and smiled: "I've only heard of Qi, Chu, Qin, Yan, Zhao, Wei, Han, and a few other countries like Lu that aren't very powerful... Which one? Never heard of it!"

  "Here is it!"

  "Nonsense!" The old man shook his head and sighed, "What's going on here? This is Banwu, just ahead is the city. You've eaten your fill of buns, hurry back home now! Ah..." He looked around, shaking his head as he walked away.

  "Where am I? Ah, ah, if this historical encyclopedia doesn't come out soon, I'll die of boredom. At the same time, my gaze becomes serious: "And what about my mission? I'm Jing Ke, but what do I need to do? If I can't change history, then should I just go and assassinate the King of Qin?"

  But... if we don't follow history and change it instead... will there still be wars in the next 20 years? Right, or maybe not, by that time my dad might not be the Minister of National Defense anymore, haha, perhaps just a monkey king among a group of monkeys.

  "Old man, what year is it now?" He suddenly remembered this extremely important question. Leihu hurriedly chased after him: "Old man, wait, quickly tell me, what year is it now?"

  "Hehehe, young man, I'll tell you something that you probably don't even know!" The old man turned back with a smile: "You'd better hurry back. Hmm, what's your name? If your family comes looking for you, I can also say something."

  "Right, I shouldn't directly tell you whether it's BC or AD, should I? Their way of counting years is something I understand? No, alas! Besides missing that 'girl', Leihu could only respond with: 'I'm someone who can't even calculate my own age, hehe, alright then, my name is Lei... no, I'm Jingke!'"

  "Oh, hurry up, young man. Look, there are fewer pedestrians now, and I also need to close the stall and go home. Go ahead, go ahead, here are a few more pancakes, take them!"

  Alas, refusing is just a proof that one is indeed "crazy"......

  All the way north is Fanwu.

  This is a small town, which looks similar to the smallest mountain village he saw in his childhood. Those houses look more like earth mounds, with uneven heights, but the ridge tiles on top are still very beautiful and have many different patterns.

  The streets, or rather the thoroughfares, are not very wide, but carts and horses can pass through. Men in jackets and trousers, men in lantern pants, all wrapped their heads with scarves. Women and children wore long, straight tube-like dresses, occasionally with some additional accessories or fur trim, which was quite good. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the men had leather belts around their waists, with metal buckles at the ends, while the women's waists were tied only with silk sashes.

  It's really a mess when you look at yourself: the Qin state soldier's shorts, on top of which is an ordinary civilian's upper garment but no undergarment. Passersby would occasionally turn their heads to take a glance, and not a few would sigh, "Alas, war has really arrived, just look at this poor guy!"

  "Older brother, what war?" Lei Hu hastily grabbed a passerby and asked: "What war has broken out?" This was perhaps his military professional habit.

  "Hey, brother, let's hurry up and leave. The Qin army is about to attack. Look at all these people in the city, they're all fleeing for their lives."

  No wonder, earlier when I was thinking next to the old man's tea shop, I saw so many people rushing past on the official road, it turns out that there is going to be a war.

  It was only then that the pedestrians on the street were seen, some pulling children along, others supporting the elderly and carrying young ones, some with simple vehicles, or using old oxen to carry their full loads of household goods as they rushed out of the city.

  "What? Isn't this Jing Ke's brother?" Suddenly, a passerby gently patted Leihu's shoulder from behind: "It's been several years, are you still doing well?"

  "Who are you?" Lei Hu was thrilled in his heart, first because he had finally confirmed that his identity after crossing over was indeed Jing Ke, and secondly, he had finally found a clue to continue moving forward. However, the young man with thin eyebrows, small eyes, and thick lips in front of him was really unfamiliar.

  "Have you forgotten? I'm Feng Xinzhu, the eldest disciple under Mount Guni!"

  "Who is Gai Nie?" Before he could finish, Lei Hu asked: "Is he famous in the Warring States period?" Only after speaking did he feel that he hadn't entered the role, and hurriedly changed his words to: "Gai Nie, oh, I remember, Master Gai Nie is still safe for now?"

  Master! Hmm, should be fine, right? Since this person says he's his disciple, calling him master shouldn't be too off the mark either, haha!

  "Master? Eh......" Feng Xinzi was taken aback for a moment: "Brother Jing Ke calls his family's teacher 'master'?"

  "Yes, yes, Master Gai Nie is indeed profound in Buddhist studies and exquisite in martial arts. No matter how you put it, he's a master, no doubt about it!" With an air of self-importance, Lei Hu chuckled and said: "I still often miss the old man."

  "Eh...... Old man, Jing Ke brothers seems to be......" Feng Xinzi didn't finish his sentence, but his unnatural expression was already apparent.

  It turns out that Ge Nie and Jing Ke had such a story.

  Gai Nie was born into a martial arts family and received training from his father from a young age, mastering an extraordinary sword technique. When he wielded his sword, it was as if the sword was dancing, with its shadow swirling around him, but the sword itself invisible. In his youth, he gained great fame in the martial arts circles of Zhao and Jin. Many wandering swordsmen came to Yuci County's Nie Village to engage in combat with him, but none emerged victorious. As a result, Yuci and Nie Village also became famous far and wide due to Gai Nie. Gai Nie had many disciples and made a living by teaching martial arts. Although he practiced an extraordinary sword technique, he never participated in the disputes of the jianghu world because he was content with his simple life, helped the poor, and supported the weak, earning him great prestige in Yuci. Even the county government showed him respect.

  However, Jing Ke was also famous and came, but Gai Nie already knew that Jing Ke was a straightforward and chivalrous person, but unfortunately he was arrogant and not humble. So he didn't compete with Jing Ke, only wanting to take Jing Ke as his apprentice, teach him, and pass on his martial arts skills.

  But Jing Ke was too proud. He couldn't bear Ge Nie's "impolite and angry gaze", so he swung his sleeves and left.

  ……

  After finishing speaking, Feng Xinzi asked: "Can Brother Jing Ke remember?"

  "Hahaha……" Lei Hu hurriedly laughed to cover up his own embarrassment: he hadn't even read a few pages of his history textbook, how would he know about your stupid Master Gai Nie? But he still had to speak nicely: "Yes yes, look at me, how could I have forgotten this?" But thinking carefully, it was enough to make him blush: Warring States? Great master? Profound Buddhist knowledge? Had he read too much?!

  But in Feng Xinzi's eyes, it was already full of laughter: Jing Ke, you're really crazy! Hahaha...

  "Jing Ke, brother, this way please. It's not as good to invite each other as it is to meet by chance. Today I'll be the host!" Feng Xinzi said with a welcoming gesture, pointing towards a small shop by the side of the road.

  What a small hotel, you have to bow your head when entering, and Feng Xiangzi had already bent over and walked in. Leihu also had no choice but to bend over and enter. Damn, it's really dark inside, he had only taken a few steps forward when his eyes started to feel dizzy, after all the light was too dim.

  "Watch out!" A strange cry, Lei Hu just wanted to react but was already wrapped up by someone with something.

  "Damn it, are you kidding me?! I'm gonna kill you all!" That fire was already burning higher than Mount Everest. The thing that had wrapped itself around Leihu's body, covering half of him, was some kind of unknown object, and his head and body were being beaten by some kind of stick or club, which hurt a bit.

  "No, no way." Just as he was about to explode, he suddenly thought: "This is the rare clue for me to become Jing Ke and complete my mission, otherwise..."

  "Ah......ah......who are you? Help!" He started cooperating with a "pitiful cry".

  "Haha, I've finally caught this madman. Going back now, and there's money to be spent, haha."

  "You've done a great job, the Empire won't let you suffer a big loss, you've made a great contribution."

  What? Did I hear that wrong? Even if I'm uncultured, I still know there was no empire during the Warring States period, and is that dead voice of the Empire referring to the "Empire of Japan"?