Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 86 Dare to Compete with the Moonlight
However, due to the failure of his action, Batman regarded those riddles as his subconscious mentality of surrendering himself, and no innocent people were harmed during the action, so Batman did not choose to imprison him.

He was just thrown into a mental hospital, and his blood was studied to see if the mental abnormality was caused by the influence of electrum.

The tiles from Crime Alley were also moved to the Batcave by Batman, but the portal still did not appear.

Du Mu could only personally inject blood into the bodies of those high-ranking members of the Owl Court, and then bring them to Dashun.

The county magistrate looked at the group of Western barbarians being escorted to the yamen with a confused look on his face.

“This… Master Du, are you serious about sending troops to commit the crime of Dashun?”

The county magistrate looked at these crying and wailing Western barbarians, stroked his beard, and looked a little embarrassed, not knowing what Du Mu meant.

I heard some time ago that Master Du had accepted a few disciples from the Western Yi, and he thought that the other party was on good terms with the Western Yi.

However, given the current situation, he could only say tactfully: "Master Du, the situation is not good right now. We in Kowloon Bay are just a small town, so we should not get involved."

Du Mu was slightly startled and asked, "What happened? I have been practicing in seclusion recently and have not heard anything about the outside world. Apart from this small piece of land in Kowloon Bay, what other major events have occurred?"

“There are a lot of big things.”

The county magistrate sighed, "The south has been blessed with good weather and good harvests this year, but the north has been hit hard by drought and locust plagues. A large number of people have been displaced, and we can only dispatch grain from the south for relief."

"The grassland Tartars took advantage of the autumn harvest to plunder again. Fortunately, the soldiers at the border were brave and killed them to pieces, so it didn't make things worse... But the soldiers also need to eat food, so they can only eat southern food."

"So this year, taxes in the south have been increased again and again. Many farmers simply harvested their crops and ran away to the mountains to avoid being collected."

As the county magistrate spoke, he looked at the Western barbarians who were tied up with ropes. He could not understand the Western barbarian language they spoke, and frowned.

"In recent years, there are fewer and fewer foreign merchant ships. I heard from the Western barbarians that their countries are fighting each other, and there is almost no peace. Even if you come to Dashun to do business, there are pirates along the way, which is unbearable."

"I think if they haven't done anything harmful and just offended the Red Barbarians, there's no need to be so cautious. We don't need to get involved in the dispute with the Western Barbarians, as it will always result in one side losing business."

"Taxes are heavy, and many people in the city have to rely on business with the Western barbarians to survive."

When Du Mu looked, he found that all the people in the Owl Court had black hair, and not a single one had red hair. No wonder the county magistrate misunderstood them as people who had offended the Red Barbarians.

The county magistrate pretended to think and waited for Du Mu's answer.

He thought that if he were the prefect of Lianyungang, he might have killed these people directly, after all, the Red Barbarians had the most trade. But there were only black-haired Western Barbarians in Jiulong Bay, and the Red Barbarians looked down on this small port.

The money of the Western barbarians is also money.

Du Mu shook his head and smiled, "Your Excellency, don't worry. These people have nothing to do with the Western Barbarians who come here to do business."

Seeing Du Mu's insistence, the county magistrate could only nod and say, "Okay, but are there any other charges? The charge of invading Dashun will cause too much trouble. The court will send people to check whether I have mobilized troops but have not reported it. It will be difficult for me to explain it then."

The county magistrate did not ask what these people had done specifically, he just wanted a charge that was not too troublesome.

They are just some Western barbarians. Master Du’s face is far more important than their lives.

Du Mu pondered for a moment, then said with emotion: "It really is."

"Kidnapped and trafficked young boys, tortured them physically and mentally, and trained them to become their own servants..."

The county magistrate blinked his eyes and thought that this was a good charge.

"Another bunch of beasts who kidnap and sell human beings!"

The county magistrate angrily rebuked him, and then asked tentatively: "Then... together with those members of the Beggars' Sect, behead them in the autumn?"

Du Mu nodded casually, without any requirements on time.

Several high-ranking members of the Owl Court who understood Chinese began to struggle frantically.

But they had been silenced by Du Mu long ago, and the ropes on their bodies were very tough, so they could not do anything.

Ever since they sent their claws into this world and attacked without explanation, their fate had already been decided.

After Du Mu left, the county magistrate sent people to take these strangely dressed Western barbarians to jail. Finally, he returned to the yamen and sat on the armchair to drink a sip of hot tea.

A middle-aged man walked up to the county magistrate and asked, "Your Excellency, why are you so respectful to Master Du? I know he is a martial arts master, but there is no need to let him change the court's laws with just a few words, right?"

The county magistrate snorted and shook his head, saying, "Master Zhao, didn't you see Master Du slaying demons that day? That was a real demon, not some trick. Master Du escorted him all the way, and hundreds of people were watching. It couldn't be fake."

Master Zhao nodded and said, "County Master, I know this, of course. People from the outside world who slay demons and exorcise monsters should indeed be treated with courtesy, but isn't it a bit too frivolous to allow them to convict people?"

The county magistrate sighed and was silent for a long time before saying, "This world is becoming more and more chaotic..."

"Rumors are spreading everywhere. I don't know whether they are true or not, but since I saw the moving skeleton that day, I have paid attention to these rumors and even went to find out more."

"Someone with arms all over his body, like a spider, was beaten to death while running around in the street; someone was so hungry that he ate his entire family, and was hacked to death by a butcher while stealing meat from a butcher's house. There were more than one or two such weird things, and they made me tremble with fear."

"Some time ago, there were several tragic cases of family annihilation in Lianyungang. Some were from the Luo Cult, and some were from ordinary wealthy families. But the murderer could not be found."

After the county magistrate finished speaking, he looked at his master who also showed a worried expression, and said with a smile: "So you know why I am more affectionate to Master Du than to the prefect? ​​This is the living grandfather who can protect our lives and property!"

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Du Mu frowned slightly.

A person with arms all over his body? A person who ate his own family?

With his hearing ability, he could still hear their words even though he was hundreds of steps away from the county government office.

But these two isolated rumors were still unknown whether they were true or not, and even Du Mu couldn't guess anything.

It’s really strange. Why have I never encountered such strange things in the past six years of my adventures in the world?

No, it is also possible that they were just treated as the little stories and rumors in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio and forgotten after hearing them.

Not to mention anything else, Du Mu still remembers that there was once a village or town where there was a rumor that there were water monkeys in the local river. It caused a lot of commotion, but in the end nothing was done about it.

All we can say is that the information is distorted too much during the process of dissemination and is almost unreliable.

The incense master behind him claimed that he came to the mortal world ten years ago, and he had never heard of him before.

Perhaps I was too weak in the past and had no access to the real secrets circulating among the top leaders of those forces. I also made friends mostly with grassroots people who had nothing to do with these things.

Just as Du Mu was walking back, he suddenly heard two people communicating in Japanese in a courtyard.

Du Mu did not know Japanese in his previous life, but his memory has doubled since his mental power increased.

I can’t say I remember all the Japanese movies and animations I watched with subtitles in my previous life, but I can still remember the meanings of some of the more frequently used words as translated from the subtitles.

The boy's voice: "Should we continue to flee to the interior of Shun'e?"

The voice of the young man: "Run away, young master. The Red Barbarians will invade the coast of Shun Country one day, just like they did in the Great Eight States."

The young man said: "But your blood..."

The young man said in a deep voice: "If it's around the young master, it's very strange. I can suppress it, so don't worry about me."

The boy worriedly said, "But we don't have much money, and we don't speak the language. How are we going to live?"

The young man was silent now. He himself could live a life of luxury, but he did not expect the young master to be like that.

The young man sighed and said, "Maybe things are not that bad. Shun State is very powerful, and the Red Barbarians dare not invade."

"Maybe……"

After that, no more talking was heard in the yard.

These two people should be the Japanese who fled to Kowloon Bay by boat as Zhao Yuanhai said at the time.

It seems that the translations of those Western barbarians were correct. It was indeed the Red Barbarians who invaded Japan, causing these people to come to Dashun... But I didn't expect that they were still worried that this place would be invaded by the Red Barbarians.

It seems that it has left them with a lot of psychological trauma.

During this period of time, I have been busy jumping between several other worlds and have not paid attention to the situation in my own world.

Hopefully it won't be too messy...

Otherwise I'll be busy.

Du Mu was not the kind of person who wanted to become king after traveling back to ancient times. He did not have that much motivation and ambition, nor did he have the courage and vision to save the people of the world.

Otherwise, he would not have returned to this remote town after six years of wandering and rebuilt a martial arts school. He would have already established a base by becoming the king of the mountain.

But if there really was a major disaster, Du Mu's only wish was to keep the area safe, nothing more.

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"Call the gods to protect you!"

Du Mu cast a spell towards the sea again, but still only bright light appeared. He frowned and sighed inwardly.

I really don't have any happy memories.

It was precisely because Du Mu was unable to cast the Patronus Spell that he tried to create a spell like the Heart-shaking Spell to mobilize anger.

But he was also very curious about what his patron saint looked like, so he kept trying.

Du Mu couldn't say that he lived a miserable life, but he certainly didn't have any memories of feeling warm and comfortable from the bottom of his heart.

He felt that the happiest time was probably before he traveled through time from his previous life, when he had just earned enough money to cover his long-term medical treatment and medicine.

Although Du Mu was not disabled in his previous life, he was born with a chronic disease, which is why no one adopted him.

Unfortunately, although he had money to buy medicine, his illness worsened due to overwork and he died.

Therefore, the so-called happiest memory was stained with a filter of death, and being able to emit the light of the Patronus Spell was already the result of his extraordinary mental power, forcing himself to feel happy.

As for the time after traveling through time... I was almost burned to death at the beginning, and the six years of wandering in the world were quite rough.

Although I made friends with many heroes among the grassroots, that was just a pleasure, but it was still too far away from the feeling of happiness.

Forget it. Without happy memories, there would be no such thing. Du Mu was confident that even if he faced Dementors, he had other spells to deal with them.

Try Animagus.

Du Mu thought about it and put a single leaf of mandrake in his mouth.

Animagus magic is very magical, requiring rituals, potions and magic combinations. It is a very complex and comprehensive spell.

Du Mu wanted to fully experience the effects of those steps in magic during the process of using them.

For the next month, he must not spit out or swallow the leaf, otherwise the whole process will start over again.

Fortunately, the leaf does not need to be placed completely on the tongue or allowed to come into contact with the outside air, so Du Mu put it on the upper palate, which did not affect his speech and would not be noticed by others.

"Which spell is next... um, Apparition?"

Du Mu had experienced this spell before under Dumbledore's guidance, but it was hard to say that he had any in-depth understanding of it.

After Du Mu returned to the martial arts gym, he also tried to reproduce the spell, but unfortunately he couldn't even do the most basic mobilization of magic power.

Later, when he returned to Hogwarts, that vague feeling came back again... Therefore, Du Mu guessed that the space in Shun Country might not be compatible with the principle of Apparition.

Moreover, Apparition is the most dangerous kind of magic during the practice, and Du Mu uses mana, so it is difficult to perform it successfully in the first experiment.

The danger and unknown benefits made Du Mu decide to put it aside for the time being. After he was able to use more spells that could release both mana and magical power at the same time and accumulated enough experience, he would come back to try this magical spell.

Since we have given up on Apparition for now, we need another kind of magic to speed up our journey.

Du Mu slowly took out a broom from the space bag in his arms.

He held the broom and immersed his mind in it, just like he had felt the magic wand before, studying the patterns and principles inside the broom.

"Hmm...it's really complicated."

Du Mu looked at the broom head and understood why it had to be shaped like a broom.

First of all, the broom is almost like a giant wand, but without a core. Or rather, it has a lot of cores, which are the complicated branches that branch out from the back.

The magic power guided into the broom will be instantly directed into the branches behind it because of some strange pressure created by the goblins. Under the influence of each other, these branches will automatically release magic similar to the levitation spell.

After floating in the air, each branch of the broom is equivalent to the jet device of an airplane, which can release thrust in different directions according to the guidance of the broom owner.

The techniques involved here are very complicated. Although Du Mu can remember them one by one, there are some parts that he cannot fully understand at the moment.

At least Du Mu couldn't understand what formula they used to allow the broom to stably input magic power and then only release the levitation spell.

Du Mu didn't want to sit on it, so he simply threw the broom on the ground and stepped on it to try to control it.

He carefully let his magic power flow along the magic channel inside. With Du Mu's current mental strength, he was able to perform such precise operations.

Soon, the broom slowly supported Du Mu and made him float up.

It really happened.

Du Mu memorized the flow of magic power in the broom and suddenly took a step to the side.

In an instant, a spiritual entity similar to a broom appeared under Du Mu's feet.

Inside the translucent broom, countless passages flashed with the direction of the flow of magic power, lighting up every branch behind it, making it seem as if Du Mu was stepping on a large light bulb.

The original broom lost power and fell to the ground, while Du Mu maintained a distance of half a meter from the beach, trying to control the broom that was a replica of the spiritual entity and slowly move forward.

That works.

Du Mu smiled. He had not been able to practice Expecto Patronus and Apparition before, and he thought that he was incompatible with the magic of Hogwarts in this world.

But the broom still looks too ugly.

Du Mu tried not to touch his one-to-one replica of the energy pathway and only modified the appearance of the spiritual entity.

The broom slowly turned into a long and narrow flying sword. Behind the hilt at the end, a bright silver tassel floated.

Well, who would have thought that the tassel at the end of the flying sword is actually the source of the sword’s thrust.

Du Mu stepped on the silver flying sword and began to try to speed up.

He flew from the beach to the sea, toward the direction where the moon was reflected on the sea.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the distance from the ground is getting higher and higher.

Du Mu didn't care at all about the endless surge of magic power.

This is just a drop in the bucket compared to his huge mana pool.

Du Mu gradually felt the wind pressure in front of him. He cut through the air, and the turbulent airflow was forced to fall to the ground, stirring up huge waves.

Huge waves were chasing after Du Mu. Du Mu took a slight step with his back foot, pointed his sword upward, and flew straight towards the moon.

Chasing stars and the moon is nothing more than this.

Although there were no other people around, no onlookers, and no exclamations at this time.

But Du Mu slowly closed his eyes and felt the cool touch of the moonlight.

At this moment, he felt for the first time how relaxed he was.

No shackles, no burdens, no physical defects, no diseases.

Free and unfettered, even the gravity of the earth can no longer restrain me.

This is very difficult for a person who had to survive from childhood, relying on a fierce struggle, but ended up dying of illness...

Is it too extravagant?
Du Mu slowly slowed down and looked behind him.

At this time, the coastline is almost non-existent.

After all, it is not the future, and there are not such bright lights of thousands of homes.

Du Mu suddenly sat down, sitting on the spiritual entity that had transformed into a flying sword, and took out a wine gourd from his arms.

He uncorked the bottle and began to drink.

Du Mu doesn't like drinking, but he thinks that people who steer flying swords should drink to look more handsome.

As the spicy wine went down his throat, Du Mu could smell a hint of osmanthus fragrance coming from it.

After drinking, Du Mu took a long breath, looked at the wine gourd in his hand, and suddenly laughed: "It's not as delicious as Coke."

I'll go to Gotham and buy some Coke next time.

The next moment, Du Mu did not take out the magic wand, but waved his hand gently.

He whispered, "Expect God to Guard."

The light that dares to compete with the moonlight blooms from Du Mu's hands.

A whale with a bright silver body slowly emerged from the air.

Leap into the sea, splashing up huge waves.

(End of this chapter)