Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 104 103 Going to the Beach

Feng Xiuhu squinted his eyes and asked him, "Another war? How many high-ranking officials in the temple are there enough for me to kill?"

Toverson Zhao said meaningfully: "Even with the protection of the mist, good luck won't always favor you."

"I heard that even Grand Priest Ma Binghe couldn't accept the outcome of this incident. He requested an audience with the temple master, but was stopped by the supporting elder Bu Xugui."

Feng Xiuhu's eyes rolled around: "Could it be that a great master like him is planning to kill me personally?"

Toverson Zhao said seriously, "It depends on what you and Wan Laiqiu talked about in that small courtyard. Only you two know what happened then. I don't think Ma Binghe—or the temple—will react further until we figure it out."

He paused briefly and stared into Feng Xiuhu's eyes: "But this is also the reason why I came here today."

"What exactly happened between you and the Temple Master?"

Feng Xiuhu blinked. "I'm perfectly innocent. I just went in to take a look out of curiosity."

“Turns out there was a woman sleeping in that yard, and I chatted with her for fifty cents.”

Toverson Zhao’s expression changed slightly: “Woman?”

Feng Xiuhu looked clueless and nodded blankly. "Ah, she said she used to live on that street, and that she had a miserable childhood, and asked me to help her get justice."

"Then not long after, the old man came and kowtowed to the woman as soon as he came in. I could tell he was not someone to be trifled with, so I wanted to find an excuse to leave. Suddenly, it started to rain heavily and I was soaked. I thought I had to go home and change clothes, so I left."

"Gone?"

Toverson Zhao waited for a long time before realizing that there was no further news. He couldn't help but wonder, "You just left like that?"

Feng Xiuhu said confidently, "What else? I'll stay overnight?"

Toverson Zhao and Konate Chen exchanged glances.

Unfortunately, Feng Xiuhu didn't understand what they were thinking.

He didn't want to understand, he just wanted to get rid of the two foreigners as soon as possible - it was already late at night.

Toverson Zhao and Konate Chen exchanged glances for a while, then looked at Feng Xiuhu again.

Toverson Zhao looked at him deeply, nodded and said, “You…forget it, I really didn’t misjudge you.”

After saying this, he turned into mist and dissipated.

Konate Chen smiled at Feng Xiuhu and said, "I'll be waiting for you in the main hall tomorrow. I look forward to your performance, Deacon Feng Xiuhu."

After saying this, he also turned into mist and left.

When the fog in the room disappeared, Feng Xiuhu finally breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the bed.

"have they gone?"

He asked, looking at the top of the bed.

"gone."

Eclipse's voice rang in my mind.

Feng Xiuhu climbed up again: "It's time for us to go too."

He quickly changed his clothes, took out a cloth bag from under the bed and put it in his pocket, then quietly pushed open the door.

When I arrived at Shunzi's door, I could hear his deafening snoring through the door.

Feng Xiuhu gently pushed the door open, came to the bedside and covered Shunzi's mouth.

Shunzi woke up in shock, his eyes wide open in anger, and without caring whether he saw clearly or not, he punched Feng Xiuhu in the face.

Fortunately, Feng Xiuhu reacted quickly and grabbed Shunzi's wrist: "It's me!"

Shunzi calmed down and swallowed his saliva in shock: "Brother, you scared me to death."

"Shhh."

Feng Xiuhu signaled him to be quiet: "Keep quiet and follow me."

……

Two figures walked out in the dark.

At the door, Feng Xiuhu couldn't escape Miao Gensheng's attention. He raised his finger and made a "hush" gesture to him, but Miao Gensheng turned his head away and pretended not to see. Walking onto the empty street, Shunzi was finally able to speak.

"Brother, are we going to the bottom city?"

Before setting off, Feng Xiuhu specifically asked Shunzi to carry the rope ladder, so Shunzi guessed it.

Feng Xiuhu nodded and said, "Wait for me on the wall later, guarding the rope ladder. I will try to come back before dawn."

Shunzi responded hesitantly. Feng Xiuhu didn't say what he was going to do specifically, so he sensibly didn't ask any more questions.

The two of them walked quite fast and soon arrived at their destination.

Shunzi fixed the rope ladder and threw it down. He turned around and warned Feng Xiuhu, "Brother, be careful."

Feng Xiuhu replied with a relieved look and climbed down by grabbing the rope ladder.

Under the cover of night, the entire city was pitch black, as if it had been splashed with a bucket of thick ink.

Feng Xiuhu couldn't see clearly where he was standing, so he could only climb down by feeling. After an unknown amount of time, he finally stepped on solid ground.

Feng Xiuhu breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to look back.

The starlight is dim and the outlines of the buildings are blurred, as if we are in a world without light.

He was going to cross the entire city and reach the seaside.

Feng Xiuhu took a few steps forward when he heard someone calling for help not far away: "Here—I'm here—"

Although he was shouting very hard, one could still tell that the owner of the voice was very weak.

Feng Xiuhu walked over and took a look, and couldn't help laughing.

It turned out to be the factory manager Zhong Siyuan who was hanging by the wall - he was not dead yet.

Zhong Siyuan was also stunned.

It was pitch black at night and he couldn't see clearly. He just vaguely saw a stealthy figure coming down the wall. At first he thought someone was coming to save him, but when he walked over and took a look - it was Feng Xiuhu again.

Feng Xiuhu came closer to look at him. Zhong Siyuan had lost a lot of weight, looked listless, and looked like he was dying.

When he saw that it was Feng Xiuhu, Zhong Siyuan burst into tears and cried hoarsely, "Master Feng! I know I was wrong. Please be kind and let me go!"

Feng Xiuhu lowered his head in thought. Zhong Siyuan thought he was really considering it, and suddenly felt hopeful. He quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Master Feng! From now on, you are my real grandfather! If you let me go, I will make sure you never dare to come here again. I will also go back and speak well of you to Director Lu, so that he will not set his sights on the Owl Man... What are you doing?"

Feng Xiuhu was indeed thinking about it - he was worried that if he just left, Zhong Siyuan would keep making noise and attract people, so he was thinking about how to make him shut up.

He thought of a solution.

Feng Xiuhu bent down and took off one shoe and then one sock.

As soon as Zhong Siyuan finished speaking, a torn sock was stuffed into his mouth.

Feng Xiuhu said to him, "If I come back later and see that the sock is not in your mouth, I will cut off your tongue."

Zhong Siyuan quickly bit his socks tightly and nodded hurriedly.

Feng Xiuhu finally felt relieved and turned to leave.

The last time we crossed the bottom city was when we collected the offering silver, and Shunzi led the way at that time.

This time Feng Xiuhu was alone, but luckily he could see the outline of the Broken Wave Bridge by looking up. As long as he walked in the direction indicated by the Broken Wave Bridge, he would at most take a few detours and would eventually reach the beach.

But the biggest trouble Feng Xiuhu faces is not the direction, but the darkness.

It was so late, there was not a single light in the city, and the roads were narrow and complicated, so Feng Xiuhu had to move forward in the dark.

One foot stepped on the wooden board, and the other foot kicked the crab cage.

There was the sound of ping-pong all the way, accompanied by Feng Xiuhu's curses and complaints, which was quite lively.

Fortunately, most of the people in Dicheng are timid and cautious. Even if they hear noise in the house, they will not easily come out to check.

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(End of this chapter)