My Promotion Story Through Time Travel

Chapter 125 "A Chance Encounter"

Lin Ziping breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Turning his gaze to the chaotic fight scene, Lin Ziping couldn't help but complain that the shills Jiang had hired were too unprofessional. Not only were they covering their faces in broad daylight, but they were also dressed entirely in black. He was afraid that others wouldn't notice something was wrong.

With their backs to Lin Ziping, Xiao Chunzi stood in front of Gao Chi and Li Qiongying, holding a stick, confronting the group.

Unexpectedly, Li Qiongying also knows martial arts. Although her hoe looks a bit out of place, she wields it with great skill.

Lin Ziping looked around and quietly approached Gao Chi and the others. He found a tree to hide under and untied the slingshot from his other foot.

With a knife strapped to his left foot and a slingshot to his right, Lin Ziping was armed to the teeth, knowing that Cat Mountain was extremely dangerous. If it weren't for the fact that the knife was strapped to other places and made movement inconvenient, he would have been armed to the teeth.

"Shhhh-"

Holding the bow in his left hand, he pulled back with his right hand and then released it. The stone flew out and hit the heads of the people surrounding Gao Chi, causing blood to gush out immediately.

Lin Ziping kept moving, his body constantly shifting, while cries of agony could be heard from the crowd not far away.

Jiang's team had a large number of men and soon gained the upper hand.

Upon seeing this, Lin Ziping immediately shouted and ran out with his carrying pole.

"Watch out!" Lin Ziping struck one of the people's hands with a carrying pole.

"Ah!" A cry of pain rang out, and the stick fell to the ground.

Xiao Chunzi turned around and saw Lin Ziping. Her eyes sparkled, and she gave a smile: "Young Master Ziping."

Lin Ziping nodded slightly and asked, "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing," Xiaochunzi replied.

Gao Chi and Li Qiongying also noticed this. They glanced at Lin Ziping, saw his swollen face, frowned slightly, but said nothing and continued what they were doing.

Lin Ziping and Xiao Chunzi slowly moved closer to Gao Chi and Li Qiongying.

The battle between the two sides ended simultaneously.

There were thirteen people in Jiang's group. Besides Jiang himself, there were three others from the conference hall, including the old man called Uncle and the man called Xiao Ba.

The group was dressed in tattered clothes, as if they were refugees. Except for the old man, the others were all injured. Even Jiang, the head of the household, had been slashed twice on the arm, and blood had soaked through his clothes. He looked at Lin Ziping and the other three with a wary expression.

Lin Ziping also pretended not to know them, standing in front of Li Qiongying and watching them warily.

The atmosphere between the two sides instantly became tense.

At this moment, the great-uncle of the Jiang family came out, stood in front of them, clasped his hands in greeting, and said: "My surname is Jiang. These are my family members. We live in Maomao Village. We were captured by the people of the mountain stronghold and brought up the mountain."

Lin Ziping looked at him with a tense face and a serious expression.

After a long pause, Uncle Jiang said again, "Judging from your appearance, you all came from the mines up in the mountains. We were all captured and brought up the mountain. Why don't we all take a step back and put down our weapons?"

Gao Chi and Li Qiongying exchanged a glance. Gao Chi stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "My surname is Gao. This is my friend. We were also captured by the bandits..."

Lin Ziping tugged at Gao Chi's clothes.

Gao Chi turned to look at Lin Ziping.

Lin Ziping leaned close to his ear and said, "Brother Gao, these people look familiar. It would be best to leave this place as soon as possible."

Gao Chi nodded and continued to say to Uncle Jiang, "As the saying goes, it is better to resolve enmity than to make it. You and I have fallen to this state, we are people of the same fate, how can we fight each other?"

Seeing that no one on the other side spoke, Lin Ziping put down the carrying pole in his hand and said, "Uncle Jiang, we were all captured by bandits. We just want to get down the mountain now."

Xiao Chunzi looked at Gao Chi, who nodded slightly, and Xiao Chunzi also put away the stick in her hand.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiang told the others to put away their weapons and said, "Young Master Gao, our village is at the foot of the mountain, not far away. Why don't we go down the mountain together?"

Gao Chi clasped his hands in a fist and said again, "Uncle Jiang, we are few in number, and my younger brother is in poor health, so we will not be a burden to you. We will take our leave first."

Xiao Ba was about to say something when Uncle Jiang stopped him with a smile and said, "That's fine. You go first, we'll wait here and see if any other villagers have followed."

Gao Chi nodded and walked away.

Lin Ziping followed Gao Chi's footsteps, and when they passed by Jiang Dangjia, the two exchanged a subtle glance.

Lin Ziping silently followed Gao Chi away. When he saw that there were only four people left, he clasped his hands and said, "Brother Gao, it's quite a distance from here to the mountain stronghold. Thank you for taking care of me these past few days. The stronghold is in chaos now, and I need to send a message to the county government."

Xiaochunzi looked at Lin Ziping with a surprised expression: "Is Young Master Ziping leaving?"

“My keepsake was taken when I went up the mountain, and I have to get it back,” Lin Ziping explained.

Gao Chi clasped his hands in a fist and said, "May we meet again someday, and thank you for your help earlier."

Seemingly noticing Lin Ziping's confusion, Gao Chi continued, "The stone that suddenly flew out from behind us just now was Ziping's doing, wasn't it?"

As expected of someone who received an elite education, Gao Chi was still able to pay attention to his surroundings even in that kind of environment.

Lin Ziping smiled brightly, which aggravated the injuries on his face, causing him to gasp in surprise.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Farewell."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a commotion erupted around them.

Lin Ziping's expression changed, and he picked up his weapon, assuming an attack stance.

Gao Chi, Li Qiongying, and Xiao Chunzi also looked wary, gripping their wooden sticks tightly.

A dozen or so emaciated people dressed in tattered clothes ran out of the woods, carrying a jumble of weapons such as sickles, hoes, and tree trunks.

The four men's expressions hardened, and they brandished their weapons to prepare for battle.

After all, two fists can't beat four hands. Although the opponents were a rabble, they had the advantage in numbers. The four of them gradually showed signs of weakness and retreated step by step.

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The four people stood back to back.

"Someone's coming," Lin Ziping said in a low voice, sweat streaming down his face, stinging his cheeks.

"Be careful," Li Qiongying warned.

With the arrival of that group, the pressure on the four of them was greatly reduced.

Xiaochunzi's tone was filled with doubt: "It seems to be the group of people we just met."

Lin Ziping looked over and, sure enough, it was Chief Jiang leading his men.

"Uncle Jiang and the others arrived just in time," Lin Ziping exclaimed, gripping the carrying pole tightly.

“Timely?!” Gao Chi repeated, then his tone became somewhat ambiguous, “It was just in time.”

Jiang and his men achieved a decisive victory with overwhelming force.

"What a coincidence, Young Master Gao, we've met again." Uncle Jiang clasped his hands in greeting. "This is the road to our village. Are you all heading there too?"

The four people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Gao Chi looked troubled and said, "To be honest, Old Man Jiang, we're lost."

“Grand Uncle, this place isn’t far from our village. Why don’t we let them rest here for a while?” Jiang suggested.

Uncle Jiang looked at Gao Chi.

Gao Chi remained silent, and an inexplicable silence fell over the scene.

Suddenly, a bird's cry came from the surrounding area, as if it had been disturbed by something.

After a moment's thought, Gao Chi clasped his hands and said, "Then we shall respectfully comply."