【The Return of Fate】(A Common Man's Loss of Will) Chapter 8, Chapter 9: A Narrow Encounter 1

Author: Dugu Yiye
Published January 2, 2017
Original/First Publication: Original, but not first publication. However, due to different forum rules, there have been significant changes. The novel's title has also been changed.
Word Count: 6938
Chapter 8: A Narrow Encounter Now that
Ye Nanfei's parents have been introduced, let's focus on his father. What influence did he have on him? Many
readers should have a pretty good idea: Ye Nanfei definitely learned kung fu from his father. When Ye Nanfei started elementary school, he returned
to his home in the county town. His father practiced kung fu every day, and would immediately start practicing with his son. To be honest, Ye Nanfei
really didn't like practicing. First, it was quite arduous. From a young age, his father would make him run, practice routines, and even
set up a training ground in the small woods outside the factory.
Every morning, he would first run up a hill near his house, past the small woods where the training ground was located
. Behind the hill was a small stream. In the training ground, there were some training equipment my dad made himself,
such as a horizontal bar, a barbell (just a toy with an axle and wheels, salvaged from an old car)
, and a gasoline drum filled with sand, which he would twist from point A to point B, saying it was for training waist strength. In the yard,
there were also sandbags and wooden dummy drills hanging.
Those familiar with Bajiquan will recognize that my dad had definitely absorbed many
training methods from other schools at this time. Indeed, after joining the army, he met many comrades from all over the country, many of whom also liked martial
arts. Others had served in the Nationalist army and knew some military grappling and combat techniques—simple and practical. My dad synthesized all of these
, selecting those that seemed practical and helpful.
The second thing he disliked was that this martial arts wasn't fun, nor was it visually appealing. His classmates, some of whom could sing,
some dance, and some who had learned musical instruments, could show off their skills at class meetings and parties.
But his martial arts routine was completely unwatchable; it lacked the agility and skill of other martial arts performances.
Ye Nanfei felt that his father's training
was unorthodox and unconventional, probably just something he'd figured out by himself.
The main reason he continued learning was because his father forced him, and also because he
wanted to play with his father. Especially sparring with his father was like a game between father and son. The reason he
hadn't shown off in front of his classmates was because he felt embarrassed; he didn't want to be laughed at by those who actually knew the skills.
Playing secretly was fine, though. Moreover, when I was a child, fighting with classmates, aside from improving my strength, didn't seem to be
of much use. In a real fight, it was still just a chaotic scramble. Not much different from wild, uncontrolled punches. The prelude
was basically done, and the main event began.
Ye Nanfei's family wasn't greatly affected by this movement, mainly because his father was a revolutionary hero, and his family background was
impeccable. His grandmother's family was even considered poor peasants, probably extremely poor. This was absolutely a "red and pure" family. In
the words of revolutionary predecessors, this was the class with the most revolutionary spirit, the most thorough revolutionary class. Moreover, the rebels targeted
those in power, and his father's position in the factory didn't count as being in power. The First Security Section didn't involve the factory's decisions
and couldn't influence the factory's direction. Furthermore, most of the security personnel were veterans, and the armed activists could distinguish
which group was easier to bully. The people in the security section were all potential targets for recruitment.
Although his mother's family background wasn't entirely secure, his maternal grandparents both worked in large state-owned enterprises, so there wasn't
much evidence against them for the time being. My mother was a primary school teacher, and the primary school students wouldn't cause as much trouble as the middle school students. Primary school students weren't
that fierce either. Schools had long since closed after the movement reached its peak, and my mother stayed home, with my
father's heroic aura protecting them. There wasn't much of a problem. Nobody wanted to mess with them.
Ye Nanfei, because of his eccentric personality, was ostracized and couldn't participate in the movement. He could only be an observer. Actually, his family's
situation was rare during this movement; they could have easily escaped the storm unnoticed. But the problem lay
with Ye Nanfei. Hadn't he developed a habit of stealing books from the school library? He would go every now and then
, stealing books and exchanging them with Liu Chengyu. At this time, Ye Nanfei wasn't just good at opening windows anymore. In his spare
time, he disassembled many locks to study them, and made quite a few achievements.
After thoroughly understanding the principle of ordinary pin tumbler locks, he made some small tools, and now ordinary pin
tumbler locks couldn't stump him. The principle is actually quite simple. A pin tumbler lock relies on the pins inside the lock cylinder to prevent the cylinder
from turning. If the cylinder can't turn, it's stuck and the lock can't be opened. Tools aren't master keys; in fact
, there's no such thing as a master key. The basic tool for picking locks is a crowbar. It uses the lever principle.
You insert the crowbar into the lock cylinder and move it as needed. Another tool is used to move the pins inside the cylinder.
Once the pins are no longer stuck, the crowbar can move the lock cylinder, and that's how you open it. With more experience, you develop a feel for it. The more
familiar you are, the faster you can open it.
It was a midsummer night. After the sweltering heat of the day, the night was actually a bit more invigorating. Ye Nanfei finally
managed to stay awake until after 10 pm, grabbed his backpack and tools, and slipped out the window. At this
time of year, there was little entertainment in China at night. There was no television, no radio; the radio was all connected directly to
workplaces for unified broadcasts. Nobody dared to wander around at night. Unless it was a
public denunciation meeting or something similar, this was a form of entertainment in the midst of a monotonous life. Most families turned off
the lights and went to bed early at night. Those who couldn't sleep forced themselves to sleep, while couples who were both present engaged in more procreation than before, because
there was nothing else to do. So, in that era of scarcity, the population was still growing.
Ye Nanfei knew the way well and headed straight for the school. He easily opened the door; unlocking the door felt
almost like using a key to him—he was too familiar with it. He randomly pulled a few books from the bookshelf, took them to a corner, turned on his
small flashlight, and checked if they were of any value. Suddenly, he heard a noise outside, immediately turned off the flashlight, and listened carefully. The school
consisted of three rows of six long rows of single-story buildings. The southernmost row, closest to the south wall of the main gate, had two buildings; the classrooms were on the east side,
and the teachers' offices were on the west side. The two rows of buildings closest to the north wall consist of four buildings. The two buildings on the east side are classrooms, and one of the two buildings on the west side is a dormitory, while
the other houses a laboratory and a library.
The southernmost row of buildings is separated from the two rows on the north side by a playground. In other words, the two rows of buildings on the north side...
They were quite close together; the canteen and water room were on the far east side, in buildings running north-south. Now that school was closed and the teachers
had been overthrown, the school was occupied by these former Red Guards, now rebels. The teachers' office had become
their command post, and the dormitories their living quarters.
Ye Nanfei wondered, were they criticizing someone again? Or were they fighting with another group of rebels? Fights between rebels
were truly terrifying; Ye Nanfei dared not approach to watch. It wasn't just a fight; it was war.
If they had weapons, no one would hesitate to use them. Even without weapons, the lethality of homemade melee weapons
was terrifying. Deaths and injuries were nothing new. But upon closer listening, he realized it wasn't that. It turned out to be two people
getting up to urinate behind the dormitory, chatting as they did so.
One of them said, "Brother Tao is getting married again tonight, huh?" Another: Damn, you bet. But
this girl isn't that great, not as pretty as the ones he's been with before. One: Hey, she's from our class, a
girl in our class. Tao hasn't slept with any of them, she's the first one, hehe. Don't let her average looks fool you, a
lot of guys in the class like her. She has a good personality, and that's Tao's type. Another: Damn, if she's not pretty, it 's all for nothing. If
I were Tao, I'd only go for the pretty ones, hehe, haha.
After they finished peeing, they didn't rush back. They lit cigarettes for each other and continued chatting. One: Tao,
you don't know, the ones you haven't slept with are all the good ones, the ones you've slept with are
all the bad ones, hehe. Another: That's true, Tao has slept with a lot of girls, hehe. One: Damn, that's how girls are.
Before they've been slept with, they all pretend, but once they've been slept with, they don't care anymore. "It's the same whether you let one person do it
or a group of people do it, haha."
Ye Nanfei had no interest in listening anymore, nor in choosing books. He heard one of them say that she was in Teng Tao's class,
so she must be in his class. Who was this girl? He had to go and see. After the two guys went back to their dorm,
Ye Nanfei secretly slipped out. It seemed that Teng Tao was about to make his move, being the groom tonight, so the girl must
be at school too. Was she in the dorm or the faculty room? The dorm was hard to find. The dorm was originally divided into large dormitory rooms for students
and dormitories for faculty and staff. Searching room by room was not easy.
He turned around the dormitory building and saw a room with a light on in the faculty room area. He thought, "I'll eliminate
the easier faculty room first." He quietly slipped to the window of the brightly lit faculty room. It really was completely unobstructed;
the light inside was on, and the situation was completely clear. However, what Ye Nanfei saw inside sent a chill down his spine.
His worst fears had come true; sitting inside was none other than Kong Weijia, the very person Ye Nanfei dreaded most.
Upon seeing this, he immediately shrank back nervously, crouching against the wall, panting heavily. Still somewhat disbelieving
, he peeked inside again. Sure enough, it was Kong Weijia, her head bowed, occasionally wiping
away tears with a handkerchief—she was crying. Opposite her sat Teng Tao, a smug, animated expression on his face, talking animatedly.
Ye Nanfei retreated, wondering what to do. What he saw wasn't Teng Tao and Kong Weijia; it
was clearly the Big Bad Wolf facing Little Red Riding Hood!
If it were any other girl, even one from the same class, Ye Nanfei would have hardened his heart and ignored
it. It wasn't a matter of indifference; he genuinely dared not interfere. Leaving aside Teng Tao's power, the key issue was that
no matter how despicable their actions, legally they were on the side of justice and correctness,
representing the mainstream, equivalent to the government's position in normal times. Who would dare discuss right and wrong with the government
? Daring to stand up for those who wanted to maintain their dictatorship meant standing against them, the government,
which was terrifying.
Ye Nanfei peeked again and felt this wouldn't do. He had overheard the two boys' conversation,
and Kong Weijia was likely doomed tonight. Moreover, he had
witnessed their actions since the movement began. He dared not think about what would happen to Kong Weijia. He had to make a move, or he
would never forgive himself, even if Kong Weijia didn't know he had been there.
So how could he save her? He couldn't just go in and take Kong Weijia away, could he? That would not only make an enemy of Teng Tao, but also, with
so many of Teng Tao's henchmen living in the dorms behind, he might not even be able to take Kong Weijia with him. He told himself to take a deep breath,
take a deep breath, calm down, calm down. He slowly sketched out a plan in his mind. He'd hide outside the door, call Teng
Tao out, and as soon as he stepped out, he'd hit him on the back with a stick, knocking him unconscious. Then he'd take Kong Weijia and run.
By the time they found out, they'd be far away, and they wouldn't even know who did it. Yes, that's it! Ye Nanfei
was very satisfied with his plan, praising himself for being so clever.
But where could he find a stick? He sneaked into the corridor, saw some unlocked doors, and slipped in. In the dark, he couldn't
find any sticks, but he did find a broom with a wooden handle. He weighed it in his hand; it would do. After
a lot of effort, he finally managed to kick the broom head off. Having a weapon in hand gave him some confidence, and the plan could
proceed smoothly. But just as he tiptoed out of the room with the stick, a series of
doors suddenly opened in front of him.
Chapter Nine: A Narrow Encounter 2
His worst fear had come true. What's the most frightening thing when someone tries to sneak around? Being
discovered, of course. Just as Ye Nanfei was feeling smug, a teacher's room door opened, and someone came out. This was
Ye Nanfei's lack of experience and carelessness; he was so focused on Kong Weijia that he forgot to check the other rooms.
The person who came out noticed someone in the dim light of the corridor, and both of them jumped back simultaneously, shouting,
"Oh my god!"
Ye Nanfei looked closely and saw that the person was none other than Yuan Gang. It could be said that the two people he feared most in this gang
were Teng Tao and Yuan Gang, especially Yuan Gang, who possessed a natural air of dominance and ruthlessness, giving off an
innate sense of intimidation. It's true what they say, "It's always fate that brings you together." Ye Nanfei was
truly dumbfounded. This wasn't just a sudden event; it was utterly unexpected.
Yuan Gang was also startled at first, but quickly calmed down. He realized it was Ye Nanfei. He usually didn't pay much
attention to this quiet, unassuming guy in class, but today was strange—why was he carrying a stick?
Standing in the corridor, it was pretty weird. But he didn't care at all, saying, "Damn, isn't this Ye Nanfei
? What are you doing here in the middle of the night? Hey, wait, what are you doing with that stick?"
Yeah, what's he doing standing in the corridor in the middle of the night with a stick? He couldn't exactly say he was here to knock Teng Tao unconscious
and rescue Kong Weijia, could he? Quick reflexes and quick thinking were definitely not Ye Nanfei's forte, and besides, this was Teng Tao's home turf.
Ye Nanfei stammered for a long time, his face turning red, but he couldn't come up with an explanation. Yuan Gang, who was he? After watching for a while,
he figured it out pretty well; "Hehe, haha, oh my god, could it be that the rumors in the class were true
? Haha, you didn't come here to be a hero and save the damsel in distress, did you? Oh my god, this is too funny, haha, hehe."
Ye Nanfei watched this guy laughing so hard he couldn't stop, and his panic slowly turned into displeasure. He was clearly being mocked
and insulted. Normally, Ye Nanfei would have just endured it and left; if he couldn't afford to offend them, he could at least avoid them.
But today, he couldn't leave, even if some kind of powerful figure stood in front of him
. Otherwise, he would despise himself for the rest of his life.
Just then, the door opened again, and another person came out. "What's up, Second Brother?" Ye Nanfei looked and
saw it was Zhang Shude, also from their class. This guy was usually Yuan Gang's little follower. He was incredibly obedient; whatever
Yuan Gang said, he would do. He was very reliable. When he saw it was Ye Nanfei, he was also puzzled.
Ye Nanfei usually didn't associate with them at all. Why was he here in the middle of the night? "Hey, Ye Nanfei,
you classmates are all working hard for our school, risking your lives. You never contribute, and not only do you not contribute,
you just stand on the sidelines watching the show.
" Yuan Gang: "Stop rambling on. Didn't you see what he did? It seems the gossip in the class is really something else." Zhang
Shude: What? What's this pager thing? Yuan Gang: You idiot, didn't everyone say he and Kong Weijia were dating
? Looks like it's true, isn't this a hero coming to the rescue, haha. Zhang Shude finally realized what was going on; Damn,
it really is.
Ye Nanfei saw that there was no way to hide now, and explaining was useless, since they had already made it clear. Ye Nanfei forced a smile;
Hey, hehe, look at Brother Yuan, well, Kong Weijia's mom was worried that she hadn't come home so late, so she
came to my house. I just stumbled upon this place by chance, but I didn't expect her to actually be here. How about I take her home now, and we can
talk about it tomorrow. Ye Nanfei's reason was pretty good, very legitimate, and his posture was definitely humble enough to give
them face.
Yuan Gang: "Damn, you're a fucking idiot too. It's so hard to communicate with you morons! You
don't even know the situation, just spouting nonsense. Her mother's locked up in the cowshed, and she's still coming to you? Is her soul looking for you? Besides
, Kong Weijia came to beg our boss, we didn't force her to come. Whether the boss helps or not
depends on her performance, hehe." Yuan Gang said, a lewd grin spreading across his face. Ye
Nanfei was embarrassed. He hadn't explained things clearly and had been exposed. But no matter how embarrassed he was, things had come to this point,
and he had to take Kong Weijia away. So he gave an awkward smile: "Anyway, it's too late now,
can't we talk about it tomorrow?" Yuan Gang's expression wasn't so good: "Damn, I've been telling you so much because we're classmates, and
you're still clinging to me. You came to pick someone up, what are you doing carrying a stick?" Then Yuan Gang's face grew
colder and colder.
Ye Nanfei didn't respond to that, but instead said, "How about I see Kong Weijia? I know she's inside." Yuan
Gang: "You think you can just let me see her like that? Who the hell do you think you are? What if I don't let you see her?" At this moment,
the door to another room opened; "Second brother, what's all this commotion about?" Yuan Gang: "Boss, come and see, it's got some commotion,
a hero rescuing a damsel in distress!" Teng Tao came out of the inner room. He was taken aback when he saw Ye Nanfei, but
after seeing the scene, he understood what was going on.
He asked Yuan Gang: "What does he want?" Yuan Gang: "He's trying to take Kong Weijia away." Teng Tao's mood
wasn't good to begin with, probably because Kong Weijia hadn't done what he wanted, things hadn't gone smoothly, and he was looking for someone to vent his anger on; he was carrying
a stick, ready to fight. "Shude, go call the brothers, it's been days since we've dealt with anyone, we're all rusty
, come and practice, want to take someone away, let's see if you have the ability."
Ye Nanfei realized he had no choice but to fight. If he didn't act soon, he'd be beaten up once the man called for reinforcements.
Could he let Zhang Shude leave? The broom handle was the perfect length—a short stick—but its weakness was its lightness and
lack of lethality. He swung the short stick at Zhang Shude. Zhang Shude was definitely a novice, but everyone reacts naturally,
raising his arm to block. However, the characteristic of Bajiquan is simultaneous use of hands and feet, with every part of the body becoming a weapon.
Although Ye Nanfei didn't have much practical experience, he had practiced for many years, and some movements had become natural reflexes
.
As he swung the broom handle, his body followed, and his foot extended, stepping on Zhang Shude's foot. Immediately after
, he slammed his knee into Zhang Shude's kneecap, causing him to fall naturally. Ye Nanfei reacted quickly
, but Yuan Gang was no slouch either. Although he didn't know martial arts, his practical experience was vast, and he possessed a natural domineering aura.
He wouldn't take this small situation seriously. However, the moves were too rudimentary, basically the kind of thuggish fighting style, called "
wheeled cannonball" in Northeast China, essentially a hook punch aimed at Ye Nanfei's head. Ye Nanfei's sneak attack on Zhang Shude was successful,
but he also took a hit from Yuan Gang. However, the impact was too limited; with such a hook punch to the head, in this
state of high adrenaline, you don't feel any pain.
Ye Nanfei turned around and grappled with Yuan Gang. Seeing the fight had started, Teng Tao rushed in, and the two of them
took on Ye Nanfei alone. Yuan Gang also grabbed Ye Nanfei's groin, and the two were vying for it, locked in a fierce struggle
. Teng Tao attacked from behind, and Ye Nanfei took quite a beating. Zhang Shude's knee was hit; although not
fatal, it would be very painful to stand up. In this chaotic situation, Ye Nanfei could only focus all his attention on
Yuan Gang, ignoring Teng Tao's attacks.
However, this kind of close combat is perfect for Bajiquan, which excels in close-quarters fighting and is extremely technical
. He'd taken quite a few hits from his father during practice sessions. Their struggle for the Southern Kingdom resembled push hands,
although Ye Nanfei hadn't practiced push hands, Bajiquan's free-fighting sparring had similar aspects. The back-and-forth struggle between Ye Nanfei and his father...
Ye Nanfei figured out the trick—how to control the force of both of them. When Yuan Gang pulled him forcefully, Ye
Nanfei pretended to pull back. After a few moments of struggle, Ye Nanfei suddenly went with his force. Yuan Gang wasn't one to
be trifled with either. Afraid that Nan Bangguo would hit him, he naturally turned to the side. Nan Bangguo dodged, but he couldn't dodge Ye Nanfei's elbow
. This left elbow struck the side of Yuan Gang's head, which was much more lethal than a punch.
The elbow strike likely stunned Yuan Gang, forcing him to release Nan Bangguo. Ye Nanfei felt Teng Tao continuing
to punch his head, and he couldn't turn around to attack again. As he turned, Nan Bangguo lunged backward, striking
Teng Tao squarely in the stomach. The stomach is a vulnerable area; a punch
there is painful enough, let alone a blow from a stick. Teng Tao clutched his stomach in pain, his head naturally drooping
. Ye Nanfei, holding Nan Bangguo's head, swiftly raised his arm, striking him squarely in the face. Teng Tao's head snapped back
up, and Ye Nanfei's right elbow followed, striking him squarely on the back. Teng Tao was knocked flat on his back. Ye Nanfei
then unleashed a barrage of blows with the stick. Thanks to the broom handle's lightness and thinness, Teng Tao lay on
the ground, only able to protect his head, utterly defenseless. Yuan Gang reacted quickly, grabbing Ye Nanfei's neck from behind
, trying to take him down. But that's the downside of not having martial arts training; many attacks lack power, lethality
, and efficiency, and have too many openings. If you grab Ye Nanfei from behind, you might temporarily control him, but then
Teng Tao and the others will attack from the front, putting Ye Nanfei in danger. However, he was too greedy and lacked common sense; he grabbed Ye Nanfei's neck,
which allowed Ye Nanfei to strike him in the stomach with an elbow strike.
Another hit! With such an opportunity, Ye Nanfei had no reason not to take full advantage. Before he could react,
a second elbow strike landed. Yuan Gang had no choice but to let go. Ye Nanfei had a chance to turn around, but Yuan Gang had no
chance. His entire body was vulnerable. An elbow strike to the head, and as he turned, Nan Bangguo slammed down.
Just after taking Nan Bangguo's blow, a knee strike followed. The attacks of Bajiquan were truly fierce and continuous, completely designed for
actual combat.
The problem was that Ye Nanfei lacked practical experience. In such a tense and intense situation, he could only deal with
the person directly in front of him, while he couldn't attend to the others. While he was dealing with Yuan Gang, he heard someone shout "Watch out! "
He looked up and saw that Kong Weijia was already standing in the corridor, looking in his direction with fear.
It was she who shouted "Watch out!" Ye Nanfei immediately realized that something was wrong behind him. Without thinking, he leaped
and rolled, standing up again more than a meter away. Only then did he turn around and break out in
a cold sweat.

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