The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 51 Theism

News of the officers' injuries was kept under wraps in the front yard.

They were in great pain, but they dared not show any emotion in front of the exiled prisoners.

Those with minor injuries came to deliver a message today.

The main points are: no visiting other people's homes, no leaving the backyard, and departure time to be announced later.

Apart from the Lü family and others, the other clansmen who had been harassed by the merchants were in a very stable mood after eating the slippery food.

For lunch, they each ate a black steamed bun in their rooms.

Unlike their relaxed and cheerful demeanor.

The atmosphere in the front yard was somewhat somber at this moment.

The officials gathered in the house of the Huang family leader and recounted in detail what had happened in the previous twelve hours.

The leader surnamed Huang remained in the same position lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), and his injuries had been somewhat relieved after using the old doctor's medicine.

He said, "We found these merchants by chance, and in the end, they didn't gain anything from this."

His fellow sufferer, a leader surnamed Mao, was helped up and dared not sit down.

He grinned and said:
"We brothers are all in this together, we're all in the same boat, we wouldn't ruin our own business, the problem definitely isn't with us!"

One subordinate just couldn't understand it:
"That mutton with the best ingredients was eaten right in front of the Zuo clan! We didn't even let our two-year-old daughter miss out on a single bite!"

Leader surnamed Huang:

"This medicine takes an hour to take effect, and when it does, your hands and feet will feel weak! Who on earth had the strength to knock out more than twenty merchants and stuff them into our room? Do you think it was done by one person or a group of people?"

His question reflects the questions many others have.

Everyone wanted to relive the memories of last night, but to little avail.

"Boss, we were all facing away from the door at the time, so we were caught off guard!"

"By the time we heard the noise, the other party had already disappeared."

"Yes, yes! The lighting inside the house isn't very good at night either."

Suddenly, a weak voice rang out from the crowd:

"I think I saw a figure of light and shadow, about nine feet tall, with no hair, no eyes, no nose, and no mouth."

The officers collectively berated him: "You damned Wu Danzi, you've actually started telling ghost stories!"

Wu Danzi looked aggrieved:
"It's true, I swear on my whole family's lives, I'm not lying to you!"

That figure in the light and shadow... He silently pushed open the door.

Then, all seven merchants appeared out of thin air in our house, completely naked.

They looked like dead people.

You know how timid I am; I was so scared I fainted.
Who knew, when I woke up...
Waaaaah... I'm being held down by a traveling merchant... ah... ah!"

The official nicknamed "Egg Wu" cried so hard that tears streamed down his face.

Men aren't immune to tears; they just haven't reached the point of heartbreak.

He's still a young, unmarried man!
His mother has already arranged a marriage for him.

They were just waiting for him to earn a sum of money so they could go home and get married.

He is now too ashamed to go back and see his fiancée.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and Wu Danzi cried even more uncontrollably.

He's an honest kid, the kind who blushes when talking to people he doesn't know well.

The brothers in the same room were having a great time playing with the flower girl.

He didn't dare, nor did he want to, so he squatted in a corner pretending to be a quail. That's why I had the misfortune of witnessing the scene he just described!
A small number of people who knew Wu Danzi believed what he said.

Most people, however, were skeptical.

Before everyone could even process what he meant by the nine-foot-tall shadow...

He wailed again, "Retribution! It's all retribution! You tried to harm others, but you ended up being harmed yourself!"

Those present were already feeling uneasy, and when they heard him expose their shame, they became even more furious.

Officer A: "Stop talking nonsense about retribution. The most important thing right now is to catch the person you're talking about."

Officer B: "Where are we going to find one? A figure of light and shadow, nine feet tall, is that even a normal person?"

Officer C: "This is completely outrageous. I'd rather believe it was done by that 'gangster friend' of the pork seller's father!"

Officer A: "If that江湖人士 (jianghu figure) were really as powerful as Wu Danzi said, would he still take on a job that only earns fifty taels of silver for saving a person? He could be a Dragon Armor Guard in the Imperial Palace, you know!"

At this point in the discussion, my train of thought stalled.

After a while, the leader surnamed Huang suddenly asked, "What happened in the room of the 'Pork Beauty' last night?"

The subordinates quickly reported:
"Didn't you specifically tell us last night not to interfere? No one but them knows what they went through last night."

"Anyway, when we went to count heads this morning, that pork beauty was still asleep."

"By the way, boss! The woman in her room is still very respectful to us, as if she doesn't care about what happened last night at all."

"Yes, apart from the room where Madam Mu and her family lived, the women in the other rooms the merchants had planned to visit last night weren't in much spirits."

The leader surnamed Mao said in a cool tone:
"Hehe, they can't all have forgotten about this, can they? It would be impressive if ten or eight of them could keep it up, but how could sixty or seventy people all pretend to be blind and deaf?"

The leader surnamed Huang said, "It's not impossible. Those merchants who were thrown into the front yard don't seem to remember what happened before they arrived!"

Yes, those merchants aren't exactly easy to talk to.

Things seem to be developing in a metaphysical direction.

A mysterious, faceless, shadowy figure.

It possesses the ability to perform a great shift in the universe and to erase memories from a person's mind.

He's not a normal person; he's more like a god.

It's easier to deal with people, but who dares to offend a god?

Thinking of this, everyone fell silent.

The physical pain constantly reminded them of the nightmare they had experienced over the past six hours.

At this moment, they wished they could also suffer from amnesia.

They dared not approach Gan Minglan to get to the bottom of things.

The leader surnamed Huang gritted his teeth:

"The road ahead is still long. If it's a fox, its tail will eventually be revealed! Let's wait and see!"
You guys discuss the shift schedule and keep a close eye on her!
If you see her in contact with that gangster, arrest them both immediately!
Let's conduct an interrogation first."

They really wanted to find out more about this江湖人 (jianghu person).

It's been so long, and he hasn't shown his face at all.

It always gives people a sense of insecurity, like "I'm in the light, and the enemy is in the dark."

Who is Gan Minglan?
Wood-type ability users have incredibly sharp senses!
She noticed someone was spying on her from the shadows, but her expression remained remarkably calm.

The feeling of relaxation on the communal bed in the inn was just like being on your own kang (heated brick bed) at home.

One mixed-grain steamed bun a day wasn't enough for her, so she spent a string of cash to ask the waiter to buy her an old hen to stew.

They claimed it was to "nourish the baby in her womb."

(End of this chapter)