Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 10 Two Streets and One Lane
The corridor was particularly long today. Although Feng Xiuhu had walked out, it seemed as if some things remained there forever.

There was no time to say goodbye to the lost face, Feng Xiuhu planned to go to He Dage to find some new face.

Accompanying the brothers from the choir, a group of people headed towards Linlang Street in a mighty procession.

Today's Feng Xiuhu is not the same Feng Xiuhu as yesterday. He absorbed a lot of new knowledge while chatting with Shunzi before going to bed last night.

For example, Feng Xiuhu knew that Linlang Street was the street where he came out of the mental hospital the day before yesterday.

There are many kinds of shops on this street, selling tea and wine, grain and oil, ready-made clothes and rouge, fruits and meat, as well as pawnshops and clinics, car dealerships and auction houses, opera singers, blacksmiths, pot menders and basket weavers, and so on. It is like a hundred flowers blooming and a dazzling array of things.

What a nice street it is, but it's under the management of He Da Ge, who likes to watch plays in front of the stage when he has nothing to do.

Although he was working for the God of Mist, He Da Ge's favorite play was "The Goddess of Wind and Rain Retreats the Waves".

In Feng Xiuhu's opinion, this is a typical case of being disloyal and having an improper attitude.

The group was in a hurry and full of momentum. Halfway through, Feng Xiuhu, who was leading the group, suddenly felt something again. He stopped, turned around abruptly, and looked over the shoulders of his brothers to catch a glimpse of a figure walking into the alley on the side of the street.

Those who are honest and upright will be stabbed, while those who are trustworthy and honest will be treated with courtesy.

Feng Xiuhu felt that he was too kind. He had only been there for two days and yet he was being targeted.

Everything happens for a reason. Feng Xiuhu immediately concluded that they were after his money.

The shopkeeper compensated him with money that day, and many people saw it.

The more Feng Xiuhu thought about it, the more serious his expression became. He quickly called Shunzi over and whispered quickly in his ear.

"Hurry, go back and guard the money box. Someone is eyeing our hard-earned money!"

Shunzi's face changed drastically when he heard this. He pushed away the brothers who were blocking his way and ran back.

Feng Xiuhu felt a little relieved and waved his hand: "Let's go."

Turning the corner of the street, Feng Xiuhu saw the stage.

The play performed on stage today was still "The Wind and Rain Goddess Retreats the Waves", but the audience was much more lively.

He Da Ge and his gang occupied a corner of the audience seats, while He Da Ge himself stood directly on the table, holding a handful of melon seeds in his hand and waving and cheering at the stage.

Feng Xiuhu walked over first, pushed aside the big-eared man who was blocking the way, and shouted to He Da Ge, "Dormammu, I'm here to negotiate terms."

He Da Ge was stunned for a few seconds before coming back to his senses: "What mother?"

He asked the people around him: "Did he scold me just now?"

Feng Xiuhu knocked on the table and said, "Stop talking nonsense. I don't want much for the consultation fee, lost wages, and mental damage compensation, but don't even think about taking a penny less!"

"Oh my!" Big He laughed out loud, squatting down to look Feng Xiuhu in the face. "Feng Shoumao, everyone said you were knocked dumb by that stick. I thought it was a joke, but now it seems to be the real deal."

Feng Xiuhu squinted at him and said, "Let me be frank. Luo Meng and Zhang Ke have already agreed to this matter. Don't you dare refuse to give it a try?"

"Master Priest?" He Da Ge rolled over on the table laughing when he heard it. "Ha-ha-ha-you said Master Priest ordered you to ask me for money?"

Amidst the laughter, Feng Xiuhu's expression gradually turned gloomy.

He Da Ge wiped the tears from his eyes and said jokingly, "Oh, it turned out that it was the priest who gave the order. This is difficult to deal with."

"Difficult to do?"

Feng Xiuhu suddenly went crazy and overturned the table.

"Then don't do it!"

He Da Ge fell to the ground with a thud. He climbed up from behind the table and glared at Feng Xiu Hu: "Feng Shou Mao, you're looking for trouble, aren't you?"

Feng Xiuhu put one foot on the edge of the table and looked down at He Da Ge: "Luo Meng Zhang also said that he asked you to return the two streets to me."

He Da's eyes rolled around: "The priest did indeed say that."

He waved his hand, appearing magnanimous. "I won't bother with you. From today on, Fengyu Street and Bibo Street are all yours. Incidentally, Chenxiang Lane is also yours, as apology for the blow I gave you yesterday."

With two streets and an extra alley, Feng Xiuhu felt that this business was quite reliable.

He gave He Da Ge a thumbs-up: "Clear and clear, we're even now."

As soon as these words were spoken, He Dage and his gang burst into laughter, and the expressions of the brothers behind Feng Xiuhu were also intriguing.

Feng Xiuhu didn't notice it, waved his hand and led his men back.

The brothers looked at each other from behind. Finally, someone couldn't help but come to Feng Xiuhu and said, "Squad Leader..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure came running towards him. It was Shunzi.

Shunzi panted for a while and said to Feng Xiuhu, "Brother, I checked. The money box is there perfectly. Miao Gensheng said no one came here today."

Feng Xiuhu patted Shunzi on the shoulder and said with a smile, "That's good. Big Brother, I've also won a victory here. Big He has returned the streets to us—which two streets are they?"

He looked back at everyone, and the brothers were talking in an uproar.

"Brother Shunzi is not well!"

"That damned dwarf mule is such a bully!"

"He Da Ge has no good intentions—"

For a moment, Shunzi's ears were filled with chaos and he couldn't hear anything.

He shouted, "Come one by one!"

Then he pointed at one of them and said, "Damage, you speak first."

Damazi was the brother who wanted to talk to Feng Xiuhu just now. Feng Xiuhu stared at him and found that he was somewhat similar to Ermazi who came to report the news yesterday.

Damazi swallowed his saliva and said, "He Da Ge did return two streets, but they were Fengyu Street and Bibo Street."

After hearing this, Shunzi became furious and his eyebrows stood up like steel knives - he suddenly realized that his elder brother had been fooled by He Da Ge.

Only Feng Xiuhu didn't understand the reason: "What's wrong with these two streets?"

Shunzi suppressed his anger and patiently explained, "Brother, you forgot that the four streets the church allocated to you and He Da Ge were Linlang Street, Fengyu Street, Gundu Street, and Bibo Street. The ones we have are Gundu Street and Bibo Street."

"Linlang Street has many shops, and Gundu Street has many restaurants, so these two streets collect the most offerings."

"And there's hardly any money to be made on Fengyu Street and Bibo Street. Big He is deliberately trying to trick you!"

Feng Xiuhu's face turned pale. "Why are there no businesses on these two streets?"

Shunzi said with a bitter face: "Why else? These two streets are full of residents, and all of them believe in the Goddess of Wind and Rain..."

He didn't need to explain any further, Feng Xiuhu interrupted, "He Da Ge even built an alley for me, called—"

He forgot again and chose to seek help outside the field, looking at Damazi.

"Chenxiang Lane!"

Hemp Seed gnashed his teeth.

"Fuck your grandma's leg!"

Shunzi pulled off his felt hat and threw it to the ground, his eyes blazing with anger and his hair standing on end: "He Da Ge is really going too far!"

Feng Xiuhu calmly picked up the felt hat, dusted it off, and handed it to Shunzi: "What happened to Chenxiang Lane?"

When Shunzi thought about how his elder brother had suffered such a great injustice without realizing it, he almost cried: "Brother, that alley is where the dung collectors store their gold juice!"

Feng Xiuhu suddenly understood - well, no wonder it's called Chenxiang Lane, so this is how it's done.

Feng Xiuhu couldn't help but laugh: "So he's treating me like his grandson."

He waved his hand and turned around: "Let's go and ask He Da Ge for an explanation."

A group of people returned to the stage with a lot of anger.

He Da Ge didn't expect Feng Xiu Hu to come back, and was whispering with a thin man with shifty eyes.

Feng Xiuhu recognized him at first sight - wasn't this the man who had followed him before?

Seeing Feng Xiuhu coming back, the thin man lowered his head and hid behind the crowd.

Feng Xiuhu remained calm and walked straight up to He Dage.

He Da Ge looked at him with a smile: "Why, you only remember to thank me now?"

Feng Xiuhu unbuttoned the first button of his shirt and said seriously, "He Da Ge, I'm a reasonable person. If you don't give me an explanation for this matter, you'll have to follow my opinion."

He Da'er bared his lips and licked his big teeth from left to right with the tip of his tongue: "Pfft!"

Spitting at Feng Xiuhu's feet, He Da Ge sneered, "Pick it up. That's what I say."

(End of this chapter)