Chapter Twelve: Greed

  Bang!

  A deafening explosion shook the air, like a thunderclap in his ears, and Wu Ji's ears were filled with buzzing sounds. Despite being familiar with explosions, he couldn't help but be startled.

  "Is... it thundering?"

  This was the first time in human history that a firearm exploded, a completely new thing that far exceeded Yang Xiu's cognitive range as an ancient person, and he had no idea what happened.

  She thought it was thunder again, raised her neck to look up at the sky, only to see the sunset glow, not even a cloud in sight, how could there be thunder again? A face full of bewilderment.

  "It's not thunder, it's the firecracker that exploded!" Wu Ji deeply knew how much confusion this new thing would bring to the ancients, and he quickly explained it to her.

  This can't be blamed on Yang Xiuxiu. The explosion of the pellet, apart from Wu Ji being able to understand it, in the Song Dynasty there was no one who could make sense of it.

  "Is this the noise made by a marble? It's too loud! Like thunder! Yang Xiuxiu was still in shock, suddenly came to her senses and asked: "Is Xiong dead?"

  Wu Jie took a look and saw that the giant bear was lying on the ground, convulsing non-stop, without even making a sound, and was not far from death. A smile appeared on his tense face: "It's almost done! It seems like there's still one last breath left. Let's go take a look!"

  As he spoke, he was about to come down from the tree, but was stopped by Yang Xiuxiu: "Wu Lang, I'll go take a look first."

  She was afraid that the bear hadn't died, which would be disadvantageous to Wu Ji. Her concern warmed Wu Ji's heart, and he smiled: "No need! If it still doesn't die, my bullets will have been wasted!"

  This marble is the size of a fist, with great power, and the mouth is the softest place. The marble explodes in the mouth, plus the lethal force of the broken porcelain pieces, if it doesn't kill the bear, then the bear is not a bear, but a monster.

  Wu Ji said with absolute confidence, making it impossible to doubt him. Yang Xiu Xiu no longer insisted and helped Wu Ji down from the tree, only then did she jump down from the tree. Just as Yang Xiu Xiu was about to help Wu Ji, he suddenly took off like a shot, rushing towards Xiong with incredible speed.

  If the bear hunt is successful, there will be a reward of 50 taels of silver. Not only can he recover his body, but also have capital to do business. As long as the bomb goes out, it's guaranteed to make a fortune. At this time, Wu Ji seemed to see a mountain of gold and silver in front of him, and he was particularly excited, running like flying, not at all like a weak person.

  Yang Xiuxiu watched in amazement as Wu Jie ran incredibly fast, and she hastily followed up.

  Rushing to take a closer look, the bear was still twitching, but it was dead for sure. A huge bear head had been blown open, its lower jaw shattered, with pieces of flesh and bone scattered all over the ground, a bloody mess. At this point, if it wasn't dead, there would be no justice in heaven.

  "This... this... is heavenly punishment?" Yang Xiuxiu stuttered for half a day before blurting out a mysterious sentence.

  This was the first time in human history that firearms had been used, and Yang Xiuxiu had never heard of such a thing. The injuries on Xiong's body were even more unimaginable. To know that at that time, the tools used for hunting bears were only bows and arrows, knives and guns, where did the explosives come from? His injuries were not so severe, at most they were just knife and arrow wounds.

  Even a great talent like Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty would be astonished to the point of his chin swelling and his feet stumbling upon encountering such a situation, not to mention a little girl from a mountain village.

  "It's not heavenly punishment, it's a bullet!" Wu Ji explained to her, pointing at the broken porcelain pieces in Xiong's mouth: "See? These shards can both detonate bullets and enhance their lethality."

  Yang Xiuxiu took a glance and saw that the porcelain shards were deeply embedded in the bear's mouth, making its mouth bloody and blurry. She couldn't help but exclaim: "The bullets are really fierce!"

  "That's it!" Wu Jia proudly puffed out his chest. The greater the power of the bullets, the greater Wu Jia's hope for wealth, and the more popular the bombs would be.

  "Wu Lang, when did you become so formidable?" Yang Xiuxiu was somewhat incredulous, her bright eyes sizing up Wu Ji. In her impression, Wu Ji was a scholar who knew the ways of the saints and the words of the masters, but not this kind of martial art. Now, Wu Ji's performance was a bit abnormal, beyond her expectations, and she couldn't help but feel suspicious.

  "You've underestimated me too! This illness has made me understand a lot of things, and the most powerful ones are yet to come! When I have the chance, I'll show you one by one!" Wu Ji could only tell a white lie. A kind-hearted lie was permissible, but he couldn't reveal that he was a transmigrator.

  Wu Ji laid down a trap in these words, if he did something later, Yang Xiuxiu would not suspect him.

  "Wu Lang, you're really amazing!" Yang Xiuxiu tilted her head to one side, with a mischievous look on her face, praising Wu Ji in admiration, with an expression of pride.

  "Xiuxiu, I've received the reward, let's take good care of ourselves and leave this place for the city." Wu Jie looked at Xiong as if he had already received the reward, and began to plan for their future.

  "Leave?" Yang Xiuxiu was somewhat caught off guard, her face full of surprise, her mouth agape, unsure of what to say.

  "I'll see you off!" Just then, a discordant voice rose up, filled with resentment.

  "Wu Liang!" Wu Jia immediately recognized the voice, turned his head to take a look, and saw that Wu Liang had an axe in his left hand and a hunting fork in his right hand. His face was ferocious, staring at Wu Jia with a fierce gaze, as if they were sworn enemies.

  "Wu Liang, what are you doing here?" Yang Xiuxiu was afraid that Wu Liang would not treat Wu Ji well, so she hastily moved in front of Wu Ji and shielded him behind her.

  "What am I here for? I'm here to kill people!" Wu Liang said viciously, his eyes scanning the giant bear and then Wu Ji: "Wu Ji, you're indeed a scholar, a learned man! So many people couldn't kill this bear, but you did. Good job! You killed the bear, now I'll kill you, and this bear will be mine. The 50 taels of silver reward will be mine!"

  People die for wealth, birds perish for food; this saying is absolutely true!

  Fifty taels of silver was a windfall for Wu Liang, enough to indulge in extravagance for quite some time. Moreover, the bear hunter could gain fame and jump from being a prodigal son to a hero, becoming a great figure admired by all in the village, and thus he could do as he pleased.

  Wu Liang's eyes glanced at Yang Xiuxiu again, shooting out an eerie glow: "Your wife is a beauty, I won't let her go either, and will dote on her in your place. Wu Qian, you can die now!"

  Gripping the axe tightly in hand, swinging the hunting spear, with a fierce glint in his eyes.

  Wu Liang, although a rogue with a bad reputation, was tall and robust, not much different from an ox. On the other hand, Wu Jie was weak and frail, looking like he would fall over in the wind, how could he be Wu Liang's match? For Wu Liang to kill Wu Jie would be no more than crushing an ant, it wouldn't even enter his mind.

  "Wu Liang, you'd better stop your nonsense!" Yang Xiuxiu suddenly became anxious and rushed to Wu Qi, "Wu Lang, hurry up and leave! I'll hold him back!"

  She was a little girl, with a small stature and not much strength, where could she pull Wu Liang? She had to think of a way to get rid of the crisis. Wu Ji kept turning his mind, trying to find a solution to the crisis, but no matter how many times he thought about it, he couldn't come up with a single plan.

  With a cat-and-mouse mentality, Wu Liang walked extremely slowly and shouted disdainfully: "You run! You run! I'll let you run for a while, then I'll chase you! With your appearance, like a skinny dog, where can you escape to?"

  Although the words were arrogant and extremely disdainful, they made sense. With Wu Ji's small body, how far could he escape?

  Wu Ji did not escape, but instead remained very calm. The more critical the situation became, the calmer he got. He gripped the firewood tightly in his hand, preparing to fight for his life.

  "Come on! Come on! For the sake of brotherhood, let you make the first move. I want you to die with your eyes closed." Wu Liang's axe in his left hand chopped down fiercely, emitting a bright axe light, which flashed before Wu Ji's eyes like lightning across the sky, startling him.

  "Wu Liang, Wu Liang, you're really unscrupulous!"

  Yang Xiuxiu was anxious and pale, rushing forward without regard for anything, wanting to hug Wu Liang and create an opportunity for Wu Ji to escape. However, Wu Liang lightly dodged her and spoke nonsense: "Little lady, don't be in a hurry! Let me deal with the big shot, Wu Xiucan, and then I'll favor you!"

  "Ah ah ah!" Yang Xiuxiu's face turned pale with rage, her small body trembling uncontrollably, evoking sympathy from all who saw her.

  Wu Liang couldn't help but swallow hard, his eyes fixed on Wu Xiucai. He could no longer hold back, and with a swing of the axe in his hand, he cursed: "Wu Xiucai, go to hell!"

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