Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 97 096 Empress's Former Residence (Part )
Feng Xiuhu waved his hand and gently stroked the door with his fingertips.

No dust.

It means someone cleans it regularly.

Yes, if no one took care of it, such a dilapidated house would not have survived to this day.

Feng Xiuhu turned around and asked Shunzi, "Why can't I go in?"

When I turned around, I found that everyone else was standing far away.

Shunzi replied, "This is the empress's former residence. No one is allowed to enter. If you offend the empress, the temple will hold you accountable."

Feng Xiuhu looked at the people around him and asked, "None of you have ever been in there?"

Everyone shook their heads.

The plump woman put on a forced smile and said, "Not only have we never been inside, but our ancestors have been neighbors with the Empress for generations, and we've never heard of anyone going in. Even when passing by the door, we have to walk lightly."

Feng Xiuhu was confused. "Even if you say that, this wooden door hasn't decayed yet. Who is actually taking care of it?"

Everyone shook their heads again, saying that they had never seen anyone coming in or out. Some said that it was spotless because of the goddess's magical power, while others said that the house had become a spirit because of the goddess's influence. Their opinions were all different.

The more he said this, the more curious Feng Xiuhu became.

He asked again, "Is this door locked?"

The woman nodded quickly: "Of course it's locked, otherwise it would have been blown open by a gust of wind."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Xiuhu increased the strength of his hand a little bit - to assure the God of Mist that he was just trying it out.

The door opened lightly.

Everyone on the street was quiet. In horror, they all turned their heads away, not even daring to look inside.

Only Shunzi was still staring at Feng Xiuhu. He was also nervous, but more worried.

Feng Xiuhu looked inside.

What comes into view is a small courtyard which is not very spacious.

Feng Xiuhu took a step forward and walked through the door.

"Big brother!"

Shunzi couldn't help but shout again.

Feng Xiuhu waved his hand at Shunzi, telling him not to make a fuss.

Standing in the yard, Feng Xiuhu looked around.

Facing him was an old house. Outside the door was a small vegetable garden. Feng Xiuhu couldn't recognize what vegetables were planted in the garden, but because of the cold weather, the leaves had wilted.

There is a tree planted in the corner of the yard. It is thick, straight and tall, and looks very old, but its leaves have almost all fallen off.

Under the tree is a stone table and a lounge chair.

The ground was clean, without a single fallen leaf, which once again confirmed Feng Xiuhu's guess - someone cleaned it regularly.

But who cleaned it?
"is it you?"

Feng Xiuhu asked the woman in plain clothes on the recliner.

The woman in plain clothes was lying down and pretending to take a nap when someone suddenly spoke to her for no apparent reason.

She slowly opened her eyes and stared at Feng Xiuhu.

"Can you see me?"

……

The words are divided into two parts.

Before Feng Xiuhu knew, Ni Shicai had already taken action.

In terms of shamelessness, Ni Shicai is not as good as the lame rat Yuan Lao Da, who knelt on the ground and shamelessly acknowledged his godfather; in terms of bloody means, Ni Shicai is not as good as Diao Haisheng, who could force fishermen to death.

But when it comes to scheming and trickery, these two can't catch up with him even if they flatter him.

Ni Zhiwen became a fool, and Ni Shicai had already thought about revenge that day, but he still kept his rationality and knew that attacking Feng Xiuhu directly would be courting death, so he sent someone to investigate secretly first.

Within two days, he received a report from his subordinates that Feng Xiuhu had seized Bibo Street and not only beat people but also smashed the statues of gods.

With this excuse, Ni Shicai came up with a way to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

He really didn't dare to do anything to Feng Xiuhu, but the monks in the temple dared.

Just give them a legitimate reason to take action.

So he sent people to Fengyu Street again to spread the news. The residents of Fengyu Street were so devoted to the Empress that a few words could provoke their anger towards Feng Xiuhu.

As expected, the results came quickly. The next day, the residents of Fengyu Street started to bring bad luck to Feng Xiuhu.

When his men saw Feng Xiuhu leading a large group of people to Fengyu Street, they hurried back to report the situation to Ni Shicai.

When Ni Shicai got the news, he rushed to the temple without stopping and exaggerated the story of Feng Xiuhu smashing the statue and cursing the goddess in front of the chief priest Chu. Chu Shan Gulu led a group of ceremonial officials and rushed to Fengyu Street with great momentum.

As long as we see Feng Xiuhu smashing the statue with our own eyes, wouldn’t that be a reason to kill him?

Ni Shicai and Chu Shangu, the two people who wanted Feng Xiuhu to die the most, came together and they hit it off perfectly.

……

The words are divided into three parts.

Shunzi stood far away outside the door, unable to see the entire courtyard or hear Feng Xiuhu talking.

Just when I was getting anxious, a young man in work clothes suddenly ran over from the street corner.

The young man ran up to Shunzi, panting: "Shun, Brother Shunzi! Where is Squad Leader Feng?"

Shunzi glanced at Feng Xiuhu in the yard and said to the young worker, "If you have something to say, tell me quickly."

The young worker quickly spoke up, "Brother Walnut sent me to tell you that Chief Lu is leading the patrol team this way. He's got an arrest warrant from the government office to put Squad Leader Feng in jail!"

Shunzi was also anxious when he heard this: "What should we do? Should we run away? That would make us a fugitive!"

The young worker replied, "Brother Walnut said that Team Leader Feng should hurry up to the city and ask the priests of the church for help. Maybe there will be a chance of recovery."

Shunzi wanted to ask more, but the young worker didn't dare to stay any longer: "No more, I'm leaving now. Otherwise, if Director Lu sees us, our Wrench Gang will be implicated."

After saying that, he ran in the other direction.

Shunzi was extremely anxious and stood there hesitating. He stared at Feng Xiuhu in the yard. After a while, he finally gritted his teeth and took two steps forward.

He got a little closer, but he didn't dare to go into the door.

I had no choice but to stand outside the door and shout, "Brother! Come back quickly! Something happened!"

……

Feng Xiuhu heard it, but he ignored it.

He was having a pleasant chat with the woman in plain clothes.

"I'm not blind, how could I not see you?"

The plain-clothed woman's expression remained unchanged, but she looked at Feng Xiuhu with a hint of curiosity: "Others don't dare to enter this yard, why aren't you afraid?"

"That's what you said."

Feng Xiuhu sat down on the stone block beside the table, propped up his chin, and raised an eyebrow at the woman: "This street is under my control now. Why can't I enter?"

The woman pursed her lips. "So you were the one who caused the noise outside?"

Feng Xiuhu smiled and said, "The people living on this street are disobedient. I'm going to teach them a lesson."

The woman nodded slightly.

Feng Xiuhu asked the original question again: "So you are the cleaner here?"

The woman was stunned: "Where is this saying?"

This was probably a denial, so Feng Xiuhu asked again: "Then what are you doing here?"

This question stumped her. The woman thought for a long time before she spoke softly.

"Remember the bitter past and think of the sweet present."

Feng Xiuhu's expression grew serious. "So you've also been through hard times—how hard were they, exactly?"

The woman stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled with relief.

She shook her head slightly and said, "Actually, I'm also a resident of this street. My parents passed away early when I was a child, and the elders from the same clan drove me out of the house my parents left behind and only let me sleep in the woodshed—"

The woman raised her delicate hand slightly and pointed at the small house in the yard: "Look, it's very similar to this one."

"My neighbors also treated me badly. They bullied me because I was helpless and threw leftovers to me and watched me fight with stray dogs for it for fun."

"When I grow up, the wealthy merchants on the street will covet my body. I have no choice but to join the Divine Temple. My flesh and blood will belong to the gods, and no one can take it away. But I won't live long."

She raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Feng Xiuhu calmly: "Since you say this street is under your jurisdiction... then will you do justice for me?"

(End of this chapter)