Buying Medicine in the City, Heart Aflame; Meeting Bandits Outside, Soul in Panic

Lin Feng wandered aimlessly along the mountain road for a while, planning for the future.

The original owner had been a hunter registered with the yamen.

In this world, ordinary people could not take a single step without an identity. This status was very important to him.

Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it.

For now, he still had to play his role well.

Though life was like a play, and everything depended on acting skills.

He truly could not play a scumbag like the original owner. This character setting had to change, yet he could not leave any flaws.

He would think about exactly how to change when he returned.

The original owner's family was far too poor.

While the original owner's father had still been around, he went hunting in the mountains every day, and the family had managed to get by.

Ever since his father vanished in the mountains, their life had gone from bad to worse.

The main reason was that the original owner, the only male in the household, had failed to hold the family together.

First, he had to make this family prosperous and create a harmonious home environment.

Only then could he eat and drink well and focus on martial arts training.

As Lin Feng walked, he brainwashed himself, making himself slip into character as quickly as possible.

"I am Lin Feng, a hunter of this world."

"I am Lin Feng, a hunter of this world."

Thinking of the original owner's mother with her cracked head, as well as his wife, Zhou Chunlan, bedridden with a wind-cold infection, Lin Feng turned and headed for the county town.

The medical standards in this world were worrying. Even a minor illness could kill someone.

Lin Feng decided to buy some topical medicine for bruises and injuries for the original owner's mother, as well as several decoctions to treat wind-cold for Zhou Chunlan.

His own injuries were nothing serious. He would be fine after raising his martial arts level twice more in a few days.

Lin Feng did not want to start arranging funerals just after transmigrating here.

Along the way, he encountered all sorts of passersby.

There were farmers and hunters dressed as shabbily as he was.

There were Jianghu Experts on horseback with sabers at their waists.

There were Merchants driving Horse Carriages loaded with goods.

And there were Nobles riding in sedan chairs.

Whenever he encountered the latter three kinds of people, Lin Feng did his best to avoid them, lest he invite trouble.

Several groups of shifty-eyed men also squatted by the roadside, as though searching for fat sheep to slaughter.

Lin Feng had always dressed poorly in the past, so these people never paid him any attention.

This time, however, Lin Feng was carrying a huge pile of things, and one man by the road stared at him for a long while.

As if sensing it, Lin Feng could not help quickening his pace. He decided to finish his purchases quickly and return early.

The closer he got to the county town, the more pedestrians there were.

After walking for roughly three hours, Lin Feng finally reached the county town.

The county town's walls stood five zhang high and looked quite imposing.

A row of Wanted Posters had been pasted at the city gate, all for notorious bandits who had committed major crimes.

Lin Feng went over and glanced at them as well.

The lowest bounty among them was two thousand taels of silver.

He could not beat such vicious men if he encountered them in his current state.

The guards at the city gate merely gave Lin Feng a cursory glance and did not step forward to inspect him.

Lin Feng entered the city and, following the original owner's memories, headed toward Jishi Medical Hall in the city.

Halfway there, Lin Feng passed a Wine Workshop and was spotted by its heavily bearded owner.

The Wine Workshop owner called out to Lin Feng. "Young Master Lin, how can you enter the city without buying wine? Come in and weigh out half a jin. Big Brother will give you a discount."

Lin Feng had no favorable impression of the man. The original owner's life-or-death addiction to alcohol was partly this Wine Workshop owner's doing.

Young master, my ass. The original owner was just a poor country drunkard.

Lin Feng could not even be bothered to respond. He turned and left.

The Wine Workshop owner froze, wondering if he had mistaken him for someone else.

When Lin Feng arrived at Jishi Medical Hall and saw the long line at the entrance, he was somewhat surprised.

Why were there so many sick people in every era?

Fortunately, he had come to the medical hall as his first stop. If he had come later, he would probably have had to wait until dark and stay at an inn, spending even more on lodging.

While waiting in line, Lin Feng looked around idly.

Pedestrians crowded the road, with one appearing every few steps.

All kinds of shops lined both sides of the street, while hawkers set up stalls along the roadside and cried out their wares.

This medical hall was the largest shop nearby.

Four gilded characters were inscribed on its signboard: "Jishi Medical Hall."

A couplet was carved into the pillars on either side of the medical hall's entrance.

"May all under heaven be free of illness; why begrudge the medicine on the shelves gathering dust?"

Lin Feng could not help sighing. How could ordinary mortals go without illness?

Those who had achieved success in martial arts, on the other hand, rarely fell ill.

Should he go take a look at the martial arts school in the city later?

After checking the sky, Lin Feng decided to go next time instead.

His Beast Hunting Fist had not yet reached perfection, while Six Arrow Hunter's Bow and the newly acquired Mad Demon Staff had not even begun. There was no rush to learn new martial skills at the martial arts school.

Only after waiting half an hour was it Lin Feng's turn.

Lin Feng described his mother's injuries and his wife's condition.

The doctor said they were nothing serious. He prescribed Lin Feng a packet of medicinal powder to invigorate the blood and disperse stasis, along with four decoctions to dispel wind and scatter cold, then told him what to watch out for when brewing the medicine.

Lin Feng carefully put away the packets of medicine.

Poor people truly could not afford to get sick. Just a few small packets of medicine had cost him three taels of silver.

If used to buy rice, three taels of silver would be enough to feed the whole family for two months.

After buying the medicine, Lin Feng hurried back.

Along the way, he bought thirty pieces of osmanthus cake and five lifelike little sugar figurines for the five children at home.

His mother's cloth shoes had holes at the toes, yet she had always been reluctant to buy a new pair.

Lin Feng reckoned that if he bought his mother new shoes, she would surely be reluctant to wear them. So he bought several chi of coarse cloth for making shoes and let his mother make them herself.

Thinking that Zhou Chunlan had not enjoyed a single day of happiness since marrying him.

In the end, Lin Feng spent another three taels of silver to buy his wife a silver hairpin.

With everything bought, Lin Feng hurried out of the city.

It would take two hours to return to Xiaohe Village. If he did not hurry, it would be dark by the time he got home.

Lin Feng carried a pile of things on his back while dressed in tattered clothes, making him quite conspicuous on the road. He looked like a nouveau riche.

After Beast Hunting Fist reached minor mastery, Lin Feng's physical abilities improved in every aspect.

Even carrying all those things, he still moved as swiftly as if flying.

As he walked, he noticed something was wrong.

Three armed men appeared ahead of him, and another three behind him.

The two groups kept glancing at Lin Feng from time to time. They were clearly up to no good.

Why am I so unlucky?

What kind of damned world is this? It's far too chaotic. Just carrying some things is enough to get me targeted.

He was already some distance from the county town. Before he could even make it back to the city, it would be dark.

If he kept moving forward, he would only get farther from the village.

And he did not want to lead this band of brutes into the village.

Lin Feng checked these men's attributes.

Their vitality was all between eight and ten. Among them were even two people who had trained unrated martial arts to minor mastery.

If they fought, he definitely would not be a match for them.

Lin Feng kept walking while thinking of a solution.

After walking for a while, these people exchanged looks and prepared to make their move.

Suddenly, a squad of City Guards came galloping from the direction of the county town, riding tall horses, clad in soft armor, and carrying broad-bladed longswords on their backs.

The City Guards were traveling in the same direction as Lin Feng.

Lin Feng tightened the things on his back. When the City Guards passed him, he broke into a run and followed them.

The two groups hemming him in from front and back could only quicken their pace as well.

The City Guards could tell at a glance what was happening, yet they paid no attention to Lin Feng or the others.

But with the City Guards present, those thieves did not dare act.

The City Guards were inner and outer disciples of the sects affiliated with the city, their status far above that of people like them.

Lin Feng's Beast Hunting Fist included Deer Walking Steps, which excelled at long-distance running.

Once Deer Walking Steps was unleashed, Lin Feng clung tightly to the City Guards.

The squad leader among the City Guards saw that these people seemed intent on racing against the warhorse beneath him, and found it rather amusing.

"Giddyup! Giddyup!" He swung his whip, driving his horse onward.

The City Guards' speed suddenly increased.

Lin Feng's heart sank.

These City Guards were too damned much. As government men, it was one thing not to arrest the thieves, but they were actually trying to shake him off.

Without the City Guards beside him, these thieves would definitely make their move. He was in danger now!