"Xiao Lin Village, I, Lin Ruofeng, am back!"

After a long and arduous journey, walking along the rocky mountain paths, Lin Ruifeng looked at the small village of scattered houses at the foot of the distant mountains, his eyes filled with excitement.

Four years ago, after graduating from high school, Lin Ruofeng resolutely enlisted in the army. However, due to an incident that happened in the army a few days ago, Lin Ruofeng decided to retire.

With a heart full of excitement, Lin Ruofeng dashed towards the small village.

"Hey, isn't this Dafang's eldest son, Ruifeng? Wasn't he in the army? How did he come back?"

When Lin Ruifeng passed a field of crops before the village, a middle-aged woman in her forties suddenly let out a light "eh".

"Auntie Zhang, it's me. I've retired now."

Lin Ruofeng smiled and said.

Seeing people from the same village, Lin Ruofeng's heart was filled with warmth.

"Retired already? So soon?"

Auntie Chang smiled and shook her head.

"Yes, I understand. You're busy, Aunt Zhang. I'll head home and check on things first."

Lin Ruifeng was just about to leave, but Zhang's face suddenly changed. She called out to him, "Ruifeng, you can't go home now."

Lin Ruofeng's footsteps faltered, and she asked with some doubt, "Can't we go home? Why?"

"Because, because, oh dear—"

Aunt Chang sighed deeply.

"Didn't something happen in our family?"

Seeing Zhang Shn's enigmatic expression, Lin Ruofeng's face instantly changed.

“This, this, Wang Tuzizi from the west of the village came to your house.”

Aunt Zhang sighed and said helplessly.

"Wang Tuzi?"

Lin Ruo Feng's eyes widened instantly, and she sprang to her feet and ran.

Wang Tuzi's real name was Wang Meng. He was a small hoodlum from the west side of the village, a local thug who was feared by everyone. People called him "Wang Tuzi" because he had a bald spot on his head the size of an egg.

Because he had served two years in prison for someone else, after his release, people gave him a sum of money. With this money, Wang Meng returned to Xiaolin Village and built a house. He gathered a few other unlearned hooligans and spent their days running rampant through the countryside, making the entire village restless and uneasy.

He went home, something bad must have happened.

Five minutes later, Lin Ruofeng saw his own front door. At this time, the doorstep was surrounded by women, children and the elderly, while from his courtyard came the choking sound of his twin sister, Lin Xi.

Lin Ruofeng's eyebrows stood up immediately, this bald king, this beast, actually dared to bully his own sister!

It's a good thing I got back in time!

"Excuse me, everyone, please make way!"

When Lin Ruofeng parted the crowd and entered the courtyard, he was instantly stunned.

Only seeing in the courtyard, Wang Tuzi was pulling his younger sister Lin Xi, while his elderly grandfather was being held by two young punks on both arms, helpless.

Lin Ruofeng didn't see his parents. He figured that if his parents were home, Wang Tuzi wouldn't dare to bully Lin Xi so openly.

"Wang Tuzi, you fucking want to die!"

Lin Ruofeng was furious, he appeared before Wang Meng in a single step, raising his fist and smashing it directly into Wang Meng's nose.

"Ah!"

Wang Meng let out a loud roar and collapsed to the ground.

"And you, let my grandfather go!"

Lin Ruofeng turned his gaze back to the two young hoodlums flanking the elderly grandfather, his eyes flashing dangerously.

Seeing Lin Ruifeng’s fierce gaze, the two hooligans jumped in fright and quickly let go of the old man to help Wang Meng up.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

Lin Ruifeng walked to his grandfather's side, full of worry.

"You are, ah, you are Ruofeng, Ruofeng, you're back! Ha ha, that's wonderful."

Lin Ruifeng's grandfather, Lin Guolao, was old and frail. His eyes were dim, and he didn't recognize his great-grandson until Lin Ruifeng got very close to him.

"Bro!"

At that moment, Lin Xi also let out a loud cry and plunged into Lin Ruofeng's arms, her shoulders shaking as she poured out all the grievances she had suffered these past few days.

"Damn it! Who the hell hit me?"

At this time, with the help of two hooligans, Wang Meng got up from the ground, wiped his nose, and it was bleeding profusely. He was instantly furious.

But when he saw it was Lin Ruifeng, he slapped his thigh and said, "Oh my, truly a dragon king's temple being flooded by water, a family not recognizing its own!"

Who are you family with?

Lin Ruofeng frowned, he felt something was wrong. Although Wang Tuzi wasn't a good person, it was too out of line for him to openly rob Lin Xi in broad daylight.

"Haha, brother-in-law, you just came back, so you probably don't know the situation."

Wang Meng came before Lin Ruofeng with a smug look and said, "Here's the deal."

"Your mother, that is to say, my future mother-in-law, accidentally fell down a mountain and got injured. She is now hospitalized in the county hospital. The medical expenses are needed for hundreds of thousands, you see how poor your family is, if it wasn't for your sister begging me, I lent her 30,000 yuan, maybe your mother wouldn't even be able to get into the hospital. Now, the money I lent has come due, and there's no repayment, so I can only resort to robbery."

"What? My mom got hurt?"

Lin Ruofeng was shocked and pulled Lin Xi, asking anxiously, “Little Xi, is everything he said true?”

"It's true."

Lin Xi nodded and whispered, "Me too, me too. I couldn't help it, so I borrowed money from him."

“You, hey, why didn't you call me?”

Lin Xi is also doing this for her parents, and Lin Ruifeng can't blame her.

"I called your unit, they said you're out on a mission and can't be reached."

Lin Xi whispered.

Lin Ruofeng only then remembered that he had indeed gone out to execute a mission a few days ago. It was during that mission that he fell off a cliff and was seriously injured, lying at death's door. As he lay there, he seemed to see an old man with white hair and an ethereal aura pointing at his forehead. Then, he fainted.

When he awoke again, he found his injuries had miraculously healed, and a vast amount of inherited knowledge suddenly flooded his mind.

It is an ancient inheritance that encompasses feng shui, hypnosis, vision, medicine, military strategy, cultivation, qimen (a system of divination), and astronomy.

Just because he received this kind of magical ancient inheritance, Lin Ruifeng only then thought about returning home after retiring to develop his hometown.

Shaking his head, Lin Ruofeng stopped thinking about it and turned his eyes to Wang Meng, saying coldly: "You want me to borrow your 30,000 yuan, right? Fine, I'll pay you back!"

"You still? What are you returning with?"

Wang Meng sneered, "Today's the deadline. Unless you can come up with 30,000 yuan, this matter is not over today."

"Thirty thousand yuan, is that right?"

Lin Ruofeng opened his package and pulled out three wads of cash, smashing them into Wang Meng's face. He said coldly, "It's a coincidence that I just got back from the army and received 30,000 yuan. Take this money and get lost!"

"You—"

Wang Meng was furious.

"What do you think you are? Don't want to get beaten, just shut up and scram!"

Lin Ruofeng snorted coldly, "During my years in the military, I learned everything except fighting. Do you want to be beaten again?"

Wang Meng's face twitched. Thinking back to when Lin Ruofeng had just punched him in the nose with no room for resistance, he secretly thought that a true hero doesn't suffer immediate losses. He gritted his teeth, picked up the money scattered on the ground, and left dejectedly.

Mountains and villages resemble a raging army, with trees like soldiers and water flowing like rivers.

The mountain village saw the mad soldiers like wind and leaves in the water.

(Editor in charge：cormac mccarthy novels)