Sheng Fu

Chapter 974: The Night of Ghostly Fire
Baifeng Village is a village where low mountains meet and hundreds of streams flow, and the terrain is generally flat.

In the moonlight, the houses in Baifeng Village are not far from each other, and it looks peaceful at first glance. But it does not affect the people here, most of whom are cowardly and incompetent.

But there is nothing we can do about it. Since ancient times, people who grow crops have been the easiest to bully and the easiest to talk to.

But people who grow crops are often particularly cruel when bullying their own kind.

Being brave in private fights but timid in public wars is a common problem among most people.

Xu Hua and Shangguan Yi's carriage stopped at a fork in the road about five miles away from Baifeng Village.

After getting off the car, Xu Hua looked at Huang Jing calmly and said politely, "I will slap you in the face and leave a slap mark on your face. When you go home, you can say that it was Wen San who slapped you."

"No matter how loud the commotion is in the village tonight, you must not go out."

Huang Jing was stunned for a moment. Shangguan Yi beside him smiled implicitly and said, "Maybe many years later, you will be especially grateful for this slap tonight."

A faint cold wind blew on Huang Jing's cheek, which instantly sobered the passionate young man. He raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and said piously: "I know the truth, please teach me, sir."

The corners of Xu Hua's mouth rose slightly. This was the first time in his life that he had done such a thing. He was not used to it and even felt guilty for a moment. After all, the young man in front of him trusted him so much.

Snapped!
Xu Hua also closed his eyes and slapped Huang Jing in the face with great force. Huang Jing's head buzzed and the flesh on his cheeks shook.

"You can go home now." Xu Hua glanced at Huang Jing out of the corner of his eye but didn't dare to look at him directly.

Huang Jing covered his cheeks and bowed slightly to Xu Hua. Then, under Shangguan Yi's admiring eyes, this young man embarked on the journey back home.

At the same time, members of the Xiongwu Gang also followed Huang Jing silently.

Half an hour later.

Huang Jing's wife had been waiting at home. She looked ordinary, with dark yellow skin and dressed in cloth. One could tell at a glance that she was a virtuous woman who could make a living.

The candlelight in the room flickered slightly, and the children and the elderly in the house had all fallen asleep peacefully.

The wife paced back and forth, feeling very uneasy. She was the only one who knew what her husband was going to do in the city this time, and the children and the elderly were unaware. She could only hope that her husband's plan would succeed.

Huang Jing's original plan was very simple. After killing Wen San, he would hide in the city for two hours, walk out of the city gate before dark, and walk all the way home.

The plan was indeed simple, but what Huang Jing was thinking in his heart was that no one would suspect that a poor boy from the countryside would dare to kill a minor official in the yamen.

His wife could also think of this. If a country boy killed a minor official in blue, not many people would believe it if the news got out. If she didn't kill him, then given Wen San's character, he would gradually devour the entire Baifeng Village's land and make everyone in Baifeng Village his farmhands.

The wife loves her husband deeply, so she supports his actions.

The reason his wife was willing to marry Huang Jing was, firstly, because he was young and inexperienced, and secondly, because Huang Jing was really a brave and strong young man.

The girls in the village choose their husbands based on the boy's physique. If he has a good physique, he won't have to worry about the work in the fields, and he won't have to worry about being bullied by others. If he has a weak physique, he won't be able to do the work in the fields, and he will be bullied.

Of course, the criteria for choosing a husband for a girl living in the city are much more complicated...

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

There was a knock on the door and the wife hurried to open it.

The wife was extremely nervous, but when she opened the door and saw that it was her husband, she immediately felt relieved.

"You haven't slept yet?" Huang Jing asked with a distressed look on his face, looking at the candlelight in the room.

"How can I sleep when you haven't come back yet?" the wife responded with a distressed look on her face.

The two of them walked into the house, and his wife said softly, "I left you a plate of steamed buns and a dish of pickled vegetables. The rice porridge is still in the pot and needs to be heated up before you can eat it." Huang Jing felt warm in his heart and said, "I have eaten it. This time, things happened a little suddenly. I failed to kill Wen San, but I met a noble person."

The wife was confused when she heard this, and then she discovered that there was a deep slap mark on her husband's face.

Suddenly, tears welled up in his wife's eyes and she asked softly, "What happened?"

Huang Jing quickly comforted him, "A lot of things will happen tonight. That nobleman slapped me, and tonight, many people in the village will be beaten. The ones who did it are from the Xiongwu Gang, but they will frame Wen San."

"As long as the public anger is aroused, the people in the village will naturally go to the inner city to file a complaint. With the overwhelming force of numbers, Wen San will be humiliated. Then, the noble will secretly take action to make Wen San look bad."

"The slap marks on my face were to avoid suspicion. I was afraid that everyone in the village would be beaten, and I would not be the only one beaten. That would be unacceptable."

After hearing what her husband said, the wife's pupils gradually dilated.

The wife obviously didn't believe her husband's words and asked, "What happened?"

Huang Jing subconsciously hugged his wife's waist and said softly again: "What I said is true. Even I didn't expect that I would meet such a noble person."

"You may not know about the new policies in God's Domain, but they will be of great benefit to ordinary people like us."

"This matter is very complicated and I can't explain it clearly in a short time."

The wife was confused. That's how country people are. When things are a little complicated, their brains can't react.

"I'll go close the door." Huang Jing said suddenly with a nervous heart.

Huang Jing trotted out, locked the door, and then ran back quickly.

When the wife saw this, she just thought her husband's behavior was a little strange.

"Blow out the candles and let's go to bed." Huang Jing said.

"Are you really not going to eat?" asked the wife, looking at the steamed buns and pickles on the table.

After eating a delicious beef noodle with Xu Hua, Huang Jing once again saw the steamed buns and pickles that were indispensable in daily life. Deep down, he felt a little tasteless, but when he remembered that this was specially prepared by his wife, he immediately responded: "I'll eat it right away."

Then he sat at the table and started eating with relish.

"Your steamed buns are still delicious." Huang Jing said with a touched look on his face.

The wife smiled but said nothing. For her, the happiest thing was to watch her husband eat the food she prepared.

After eating, the husband held a candle in his hand and said to his wife, "Go to bed."

His wife raised her eyebrows slightly, Huang Jing saw this and quickly explained: "I'm not talking about going to bed, just sleeping."

The wife chuckled and said, "Got it!"

After the couple entered the inner room, they blew out the candles and lay down on the bed. Because a lot of things were going to happen tonight, Huang Jing went to bed without washing his feet.

Soon after, screams of people being beaten were heard everywhere in Baifeng Village.

For a moment, all the people in Baifeng Village came to the yard and the road holding torches.

A young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old was kicked and flew out.

There were also young wives with ugly complexions who had their buttocks rubbed by completely strangers in front of their husbands.

The doors and windows of most houses were ruthlessly destroyed. Many elderly people sat on the ground wailing and shouting out pale words such as "It's unjust, this is retribution."