Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 44 Mr. Chen's Contempt
Ren Yuan's powerful voice penetrated the tightly closed door and reached the ears of everyone in the courtyard.

"What a good poem!" Feng Shusheng couldn't help but shout outside: "Second Young Master has produced another masterpiece after 'The Mountain Is Not High'!"

Young Master Liu was also somewhat knowledgeable, and he followed suit and said in a loud voice: "You are indeed a talented and elegant man from the Xie family!"

Although the Feng family of Changle and the Liu family of Pengcheng are no longer as powerful as before, they still have the confidence to stir up trouble.

Although the village heads were not good at poetry, they understood human nature and shouted into the house, "High, high, high! We all admire the Second Young Master!"

Even Xie Ji, who was in the hall, whispered in his ear: "Father, this poem is too profound. Even if you are born with literary talent, you can't write it without ten years of hard work."

"Hmm..." County Lieutenant Xie nodded, smiled at Ren Yuan and said, "My dear nephew, please present this ugly work. No one in the Jiangnan literary world dares to praise it."

"So, Uncle Sixteen has recognized my nephew?" Ren Yuan smiled faintly, but in his heart he was cursing his eighteen generations of ancestors. This old Yin coin forced him to ask Luo Binwang to possess him.

"I agree, of course I agree." County Lieutenant Xie smiled even more, took off his lacquered gauze crown, pointed at his sparse hair and said, "It's just that Uncle Sixteen is not a southern crown guest, and he doesn't have white hair yet. Please correct these two sentences later."

"Okay, okay, it's just for the sake of parallelism." Ren Yuan naturally agreed. If he could get past this, why not change it to "green hat guest" or "dog-headed anger"?

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Just when Ren Yuan thought that he had finally passed the test, the tightly closed door suddenly opened silently, and a dead-looking man in a black robe appeared at the door with a sinister look, holding a wooden box stained with dirt in his hand.

When he saw the wooden box, Ren Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank and he knew that there was trouble again.

Just as the dead-faced man was about to speak, County Lieutenant Xie raised his hand and gave Xie Ji a wink.

Master Xie went out and drove away the local officials in the courtyard, closed the door from the outside, and stood guard at the door.

County Magistrate Xie then said with a fake smile: "My dear nephew, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Chen."

Ren Yuan had no choice but to perform the ceremony as required.

Mr. Chen nodded, looked at Ren Yuan with interest and said, "You are very good, and you have the smell I like."

"Sir, your compliment is very special, but thank you very much." Ren Yuanqiang laughed. The fact that he could laugh at this moment showed that his mental strength was extremely strong.

Because the wooden box was exactly what he and his sister found in the main room's secret vault. But no one knew what it was, and it looked dangerous, so his sister took it deep into the mountains and had Pangolin dig a pit several dozen feet deep and buried it.

Ren Yuan thought he would never see this thing again, but Mr. Chen actually found it again! What this means is self-evident.

"Have you seen this box?" At this time, County Lieutenant Xie asked quietly.

"No." Ren Yuan hurriedly shook his head and said, "Uncle Sixteen, what is this?"

"Well, I'll just assume you don't know." County Lieutenant Xie pointed at the box with a kind smile.
"Uncle Sixteen, let me introduce it to you again. This box has six jars in it. I personally handed it to your father two months ago. I told him to find six villages at random and throw them into the well when he returned home."

His tone was calm, as if he was talking about a daily official business.

"It's such a simple mission, but I've been waiting for so long, and even after I went to the front line and came back, there's still no movement. Uncle, I have no choice but to come with Mr. Chen to take a look."

Then, Lieutenant Xie pointed at Mr. Chen and said, "Oh, by the way, these jars were given to me by him. The things inside are not dead objects, so whether they have been used or not, Mr. Chen can sense them wherever they are now. As a result, it is now..."

Mr. Chen took over the conversation and said, "It was buried deep in the mountains in the north. It took the children so much effort to find it. It was buried so deep that the four of us worked together and broke our fingernails before we could dig it out again."

"Nephew, why do you think this happened?" County Lieutenant Xie turned around and looked at Ren Yuan, a murderous knife hidden in his smile.

"Ah? Why? I don't know." Fortunately, Ren Yuan has become immune.

"Forget it. As the saying goes, 'death is the end of the debt'. I won't hold your father responsible." County Lieutenant Xie said, and for the nth time he changed the subject:

"But there is a saying that goes, 'A son pays for his father's debts.' Now that Zhuangzi is in your hands, you have to handle this matter." "What exactly is in this thing? Sixteenth uncle, you have to tell me first, right? Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it well." Ren Yuan said timidly.

"I answered your father's words back then, 'If you want to live longer, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask', and I'll give it to you as well." County Lieutenant Xie said with a gloomy face, changing his expression faster than turning the pages of a book. He said sternly:
"I'll give you seven more days! Let me be frank with you. If you can't handle it in seven days, get out of Xie Village!"

After a pause, he walked in front of Ren Yuan, wanting to intimidate the young man, but found that the other party was taller than him when he stood up. He could only look up and said coldly:

"Don't think I can't do it! This Xiejiazhuang is our Xie family's public property, not your family's private property. I am your uncle and the manager of the Xie family in this county. I am fully qualified to drive you out."

Ren Yuan seemed to be frightened and stood there speechless.

At this time, Mr. Chen licked his tongue and suddenly smiled at Ren Yuan: "Don't be afraid of being driven out of the village, I want you."

"He will turn you into a living zombie." County Lieutenant Xie was afraid that Ren Yuan would believe him, so he threatened: "You will become a half-spirited person, with festering skin and flesh, and you will be neither human nor ghost. It will be more terrible than going to the eighteenth level of hell."

“……” Ren Yuan’s face showed fear, but he was secretly happy in his heart because he finally heard something useful.

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After the inner courtyard of Xiejiazhuang was destroyed, Ren Yuan kept delaying the reconstruction on the grounds that it was not appropriate to start construction during the mourning period.

So County Magistrate Xie and Mr. Chen did not stay overnight and left Xiejiazhuang overnight.

"Why bother with all that?" On the way, Mr. Chen protested again: "Since we're here, can't we just do this job ourselves? Why do we have to go through him?"

"For such a big matter, of course we have to avoid suspicion. I don't want the court to investigate and cause trouble for myself and my clan." Lieutenant Xie frowned.

"That guy's surname is also Xie. If he does it, he won't cause any trouble to the Xie family?" Mr. Chen asked again.

“If the court investigates him, I will declare that he is not a member of the Xie family, but the murderer of my cousin’s family, and intends to murder the entire Fangxian Township. Who dares to throw dirty water on my Xie family?!” County Lieutenant Xie sneered.

"What if he doesn't do it?" Mr. Chen asked.

"I've already said it." County Lieutenant Xie said dimly.

"Oh, then drive him away, and then Xiejiazhuang will belong to you, man?" Mr. Chen suddenly realized, gave a thumbs up and said, "I want to take back my words, we are not the same kind of people, you are much more disgusting than me."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Xie Ji drew his sword angrily. Anyone who dared to be so rude to the Xie family should be sentenced to death.

But he saw a dark shadow wearing a basket and a bamboo hat suddenly flash in front of him, stretched out a black and rotten hand, grasped the sharp ring-handled knife, and then broke it into two pieces.

Xie Ji was not going to give in for nothing, he thrust the broken knife in his hand and stabbed the zombie, but with a clang sound, it was like hitting a piece of gold or stone.

The zombie raised its claws again and grabbed Xie Ji's neck. Xie Ji had no time to dodge and was about to die on the spot, but a white light flashed on his neck, shocking the living zombie so much that his body leaned back and his knuckles cracked.

That was the protective jade talisman that the elders of the Xie family gave to Xie Ji. However, after blocking the attack, the jade talisman also broke into two pieces.

"What? You can't get angry?!" County Lieutenant Xie pulled his son behind him and glared at Mr. Chen.

Upon seeing this, his officers drew their swords and surrounded him in a fan shape.

"Look, the thief is crying thief again." Mr. Qin spat contemptuously and left with the four children.

"I'm too lazy to bother with you. I'll come in seven days!" Their steps didn't seem fast, but they disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye, leaving only Mr. Chen's mocking voice.

ps. I'm begging for monthly tickets, comrades!

(End of this chapter)