Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 72 072 Stranger Street

Feng Xiuhu suddenly understood.

Come to think of it, ordinary livestock such as pigs, horses, cows and sheep would not be driven into shops specifically to be sold. Since there is a shop on this street, what is sold in the shop is naturally human sacrifice.

Shunzi also said: "These shops are also divided into categories and grades."

"There are those who sell manual labor, and there are those who sell handsome men and young ladies; there are those who sell bait, who risk their lives, and there are those who sell strange creatures like owls and fragrant deer."

"What exactly is a baitman?"

Feng Xiuhu asked curiously. Shunzi had mentioned it last time when he was collecting offerings in Dicheng.

Shunzi explained, "They're people used as bait, usually by fleets. There are many valuable fish species in the sea that enjoy eating human flesh, but the most valuable are mermaids. It's said that these beasts love to eat people who fall into the water."

Feng Xiuhu nodded in understanding, feeling that he had gained new knowledge.

While chatting, he led Shunzi into a shop that looked quite well decorated.

The shopkeeper in a long gown came out from behind the counter and bowed to Feng Xiuhu, "Is this your first time in our shop, sir?"

Feng Xiuhu sniffed.

Although the streets were clean, it was a place where livestock were bought and sold after all, so the stench in the air was unavoidable. However, the store was filled with a pleasant sandalwood scent, which was completely isolated from the smell outside.

After tasting it more carefully, I found that the stench beneath the fragrance was almost imperceptible, and it turned out that it was deliberately concealed.

Feng Xiuhu looked around without saying a word.

Shunzi said for him: "Let's just take a look."

The shopkeeper smiled and nodded: "Then I will lead the way for you two."

Feng Xiuhu looked over, his face full of displeasure. "I hate it most when someone follows me when I'm shopping. What's going on? Are you afraid I'll steal someone?"

The shopkeeper's smile froze: "Steal, what?"

Shunzi glared and shouted, "My brother said he was cheating! Are you blind?"

"Ah?" The shopkeeper took a step back in fright.

He reacted and straightened his back again: "Are you two here to cause trouble?"

He grabbed the bell on the counter and rang it, and the guard outside the door immediately rushed in.

Sunja unbuttoned his coat and stared down at the two guards.

Feng Xiuhu couldn't understand why the deal fell through before it even started.

But the momentum cannot be lost.

He walked up and pointed at the shopkeeper's nose: "You are so deaf, don't you want to open this shop anymore?"

The shopkeeper sneered and glared at Feng Xiuhu: "Please tell me your name, so I can know who is causing trouble in Shengren Street."

Feng Xiuhu pulled the pendant out of his pocket and threw it at the shopkeeper's face: "You're in trouble. This street is under my control from now on."

The shopkeeper picked up the pendant and looked at it carefully, his expression slightly changed: "Church?"

His lips trembled, and he said stubbornly, "What do you mean it's under your control? The port area has always been under the final say of the temple..."

Snapped!
Feng Xiuhu slapped him in the face, making him swallow the rest of his words back.

The shopkeeper covered his face: "You——!"

Shunzi glared at the two guards and said, "My eldest brother is a deacon of the church. If you dare, just try it—I'll skin you alive!"

The two guards looked at each other, but did not dare to move.

Feng Xiuhu grabbed the shopkeeper by the ear and kicked him in the calf, forcing him to kneel down. "It seems you're not well-informed. The temple lost the battle and gave Stranger Street to the church. Now you know who I am."

The shopkeeper begged for mercy in pain: "I know, I know, it was the butler."

Feng Xiuhu slapped him again on the other side: "And the monitor! The monitor of the choir!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" the shopkeeper nodded hurriedly, "He's still the choirmaster!"

Feng Xiuhu was satisfied and walked into the shop with his hands behind his back.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to follow and secretly gave the guard a look, and the guard hurried out the door. ...

The shop is indeed much higher-end than the stalls outside, and even the cages for human sacrifices are much more beautiful.

After looking around, Feng Xiuhu couldn't tell what kind of human sacrifices this shop was selling.

So he waved to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper hurried over, bent over and trotting over: "Master, your orders."

Feng Xiuhu pointed at the cage, in which curled up a dark and thin woman.

Feng Xiuhu asked, "What does she do?"

The shopkeeper glanced at the woman and replied, "She's a widow. Her husband died in a fish's belly while out at sea. She couldn't pay the tax, so she was sold here."

Feng Xiuhu waved her hands and said impatiently, "I'm asking, what kind of human sacrifice is she? What can you do with her if you buy her back?"

The shopkeeper suddenly realized and replied, "Of course it's for viewing. Look at its thin arms and legs, it can't do any hard labor. If you like it, I'll arrange for someone to send it to your house."

Feng Xiuhu's eyelids twitched, and he looked at the woman in the cage again - he almost suspected that there was something wrong with his vision.

This woman is as thin as a monkey and as black as charcoal. Although her appearance is not stunning, she has a pretty face.

Which kind person would be willing to do such a thing?

Feng Xiuhu had a blank expression on his face and asked the shopkeeper, "Are you taking revenge on me?"

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he waved his hands: "How could I have the courage!"

He probably saw Feng Xiuhu's dissatisfaction and quickly explained, "This piece of stuff, which is only worth a few bucks, naturally won't catch the eye of the steward. If you like something pretty, go left when you go out. There's a Xianggu Pavilion across the street. You might be able to find something you like."

Feng Xiuhu glared and asked, "Am I that kind of person?!"

The shopkeeper shrank his neck and fell silent.

Feng Xiuhu asked again, "How much is this woman worth? How much is the human sacrifice at the Xianggu Pavilion?"

"Ah?" the shopkeeper trembled, "How can it be sold by weight..."

Feng Xiuhu was not happy with this: "Livestock are sold by the pound, so why shouldn't human sacrifices be sold by the pound?"

The shopkeeper was hesitant and didn't know how to respond when a voice suddenly came from outside the store.

"Discuss! Why not?"

Feng Xiuhu looked up and saw a middle-aged man dressed like a wealthy businessman, wearing a mandarin jacket and a round hat, walking in.

He was not tall and thin, with a smiling face and his eyes sparkling with shrewdness.

As soon as he saw Feng Xiuhu, he immediately smiled and bowed as he stepped forward, his attitude very humble: "Master Feng, Deacon Feng! I have heard of you for a long time."

Feng Xiuhu reminded him: "There is also the squad leader."

The middle-aged man paused, but immediately added: "Captain Feng! Nice to meet you."

"who are you?"

Feng Xiuhu asked. He also noticed that there were many people following the middle-aged man, and judging from their walk and dress, they were all martial artists.

The middle-aged man nodded and bowed: "I am Ni Shicai, a small figure, not worth Deacon Feng's trouble to remember."

It turned out to be him, the temple's new tax collector.

Feng Xiuhu thought Ni Shicai was a good person and was happy to praise him.

Feng Xiuhu patted Ni Shicai's shoulder and said, "Little Ni, you're not here to support this shopkeeper, are you?"

"of course not!"

Ni Shicai immediately denied: "What kind of talk is that? Deacon Feng is such a powerful figure, you are my waist."

He turned around and slapped the shopkeeper to the ground, cursing fiercely: "Blind man, I think your eyes are useless. It's better to dig them out and sell them as bait. They can still be worth a few cents."

As soon as he finished speaking, his men came forward and dragged the shopkeeper out.

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(End of this chapter)