Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 252 Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself

"????"

Cao Wei Da began to feel uneasy. "No way, no way, could there really be such a thing?"

However, he also vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Why didn't those Japanese soldiers fire their guns?

A patrol officer added, "No, we not only heard screams, but we also saw a woman in a red dress with disheveled hair!"

Another retorted: "No, no! It's clearly wearing white clothes and flying in mid-air!"

Someone else said, "I heard they even ate a Japanese soldier raw!"

The more Cao Wei Da listened, the more suspicious he became, and his expression gradually turned strange.

Why are there such different versions given by different people?

Even if something strange happens, there shouldn't be so many versions, right?
Moreover, if they had actually seen something, it would be even more illogical not to fire.

His thoughts raced, and a possibility dawned on him.

Could it be that I secretly killed those low-achieving Japanese soldiers, making them think it was some kind of evil spirit, scaring myself and running away?
As for the common people, they probably didn't hear any miserable laughter at all, and as for seeing ghosts, that was even more likely a fabrication.

As is often the case, the more you wear the clothes, the more bizarre they seem – that's normal.

However, he wasn't entirely sure if his guess was correct, and he still felt a little uneasy.

But soon, his guess was completely proven true.

"Mr. Cao, Commander Ono requests your presence."

"it is good."

He hurried to Ono Oda's office. Upon seeing him, Ono Oda quickly pulled him to sit down on the sofa, his face showing a hint of bewilderment.

"Cao Sang, there's something I want to ask you."

"Ono-kun, do you think something happened?"

Ono Oda rubbed his face and sighed, "Something strange has indeed happened."

"Cao Sang, tell me first, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"

Cao Wei Da hesitated and said, "I guess you could say I believe it. After all, there's an old Chinese saying, 'There are gods three feet above your head.' It's better to believe in something than nothing. It's always good to have some reverence."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ono Oda's face fell, and he became anxious.

Seeing him like this, Cao Wei Da asked in confusion, "Ono-kun, what's wrong with you?"

Ono Oda sighed and said, "To be honest, I used to not believe in these superstitious things, but now I'm starting to believe in them a little."

Cao Weida looked flustered. "What's wrong, Ono-kun? Did something happen? Don't scare me!"

Ono Oda looked conflicted, hesitated for a moment, but then decided to speak:
“Cao Sang, there are some things you may not know. Two months ago, a mysterious person appeared in Beiping. He frequently attacked the people of our Great Japanese Empire in Beiping.”

Cao Wei Da listened quietly, occasionally feigning shock to cooperate with the other party.

He knows all these things perfectly well; the murderer is sitting right in front of you!

"That mysterious person had been quiet for a while, but unexpectedly, the night before last, a patrol of twenty people from our Great Japanese Empire suddenly disappeared without a trace, neither alive nor dead."

"Last night was even stranger. Two soldiers from each of the four patrol squads disappeared without a trace, even while they were on patrol together!"

At this point, Ono Oda, breathing heavily, said:

"Nobody knows how they disappeared; their teammates didn't notice a thing!"

"This is really too bizarre!"

"Even more bizarrely, many of the soldiers who returned to camp developed fevers and were talking nonsense in their sleep."

Some say that the illness might be caused by the negative energy of unclean entities.

"Cao Sang, don't you think these things are all too unusual?!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Weida became somewhat certain of his previous judgment.

He hesitated and said, "Ono-kun, I also heard these rumors outside. They said that a shadow wearing white or red clothes appeared, floating in mid-air and making a miserable scream?" "That's nonsense." Ono Oda shook his head with certainty. "There's no such thing. The soldiers didn't see or hear anything. I also heard the rumors outside, but they're just rumors."

Upon hearing this, Cao Weida was completely certain of his suspicions. If anyone was guilty, it was Cao Weida himself!

At the same time, he was both amused and exasperated.

I was just terrified, but it turns out I was just scaring myself.
As for those Japanese soldiers who got sick, it's obvious they were scared sick, not from some nonsense about being corrupted by evil spirits.

In all honesty, he killed those Japanese devils for two reasons: first, to meet his KPIs, and second, to scare them and let them know that no matter how well prepared they are, he can still kill them if he wants to!
His purpose was to keep the Japanese soldiers in a constant state of fear, as they patrolled, at the risk of being ambushed at any moment.

But now it seems that while I was indeed terrified, it wasn't the kind of fear I wanted.
But you know what, the result was actually quite good.

Looking at Ono Oda, who seemed somewhat dazed, he knew the effect was surprisingly good, much better than he had hoped for.

This is good. It will instill a sense of awe for the Japanese devils and prevent them from committing any more atrocities, thus making life better for the people of Beiping.

Just as he was secretly chuckling to himself, Ono Oda suddenly perked up and said with utmost seriousness, "Cao-san, hurry up and complete the task I've given you. After you've finished, bring the grain back as soon as possible. I plan to secretly distribute porridge to the poor people of Beiping!"

"?????"

For some reason, Cao Wei Da suddenly felt like laughing.

Damn it, Ono Oda seems to be really scared, he even came up with the idea of ​​giving out porridge to accumulate good karma!
He was inwardly laughing hysterically, but outwardly he pretended to be concerned for his lord, saying, "Ono-kun, this batch of grain shouldn't belong to you alone, right? If it's touched, we won't be able to explain ourselves!"

Ono Oda said, "Then let's sell the rice, and I'll spend all the money on buying cornmeal from outside. I'll give some to anyone who's having a hard time making ends meet!"

“That works too. Doing good deeds and accumulating merit can never be bad,” Cao Weida said with a look of agreement.

Ono Oda, looking as if he had met a kindred spirit, said with emotion, "My parents gave me life, but Cao-san understands me!"

"I've thought about what you just said, and I think it makes a lot of sense. It's better to believe it than not to believe it!"

"Doing more good deeds and accumulating merits doesn't cost anything, so it can't hurt!"

"Then, Mr. Cao, I'll leave this matter to you. Once I get the money, I'll give it to you, and you can use it to buy cornmeal and donate it all in someone else's name!"

Cao Wei Da patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, Ono-kun, I will definitely handle things properly!"

As if he felt he was about to do good deeds and accumulate merit, Ono Oda, who had been looking apprehensive, became much more energetic.

Cao Wei Da sneered inwardly, "Does he really think that doing a little good deed can offset the mistakes he made before?"
It's like a bad person who has done ninety-nine bad things, and then, out of fear, does one good thing, thinking that it can offset the ninety-nine bad things he did before, and that he is now a good person.
She's ugly, but she has such a beautiful dream!
That's pure wishful thinking!

After leaving Ono Oda's office, I returned to my own office and found that Tamon and Kotori were already inside.

At this moment, Xiao Erduo's eyes were a little dark, obviously she had stayed up late again last night.

Before he could speak, Duomen said, "Cao'er, there's a very famous temple on Taoranting Road in Xuanwu District of Beiping called Longquan Temple. I've heard it's very efficacious."

"After this incident, the patrol officers are all very anxious and want to go to the temple to pray."

"My men and I are going there to get a protective amulet. Do you want to come with us?"

Cao Weida was somewhat amused and exasperated.

It seems that Master Duo has also developed some awe for those things, although it's a bit of a desperate attempt to find a cure, a last-minute gamble.
He initially wanted to refuse, but then he changed his mind and agreed, "I won't go. I have important things to do today. When you get your peace and blessings, please get me a couple more."

Then he asked Little Ears, "How's it going over there?"

Little Ears naturally knew what Cao Weida was talking about, and chuckled, "You can rest assured about my work. That little devil, Beast, has already been tricked into going to a high-class gambling den by me."

"I think that in a few days, this beast will be in deep trouble."

"Moreover, these past few days, that beast has been treating his wife increasingly worse, resorting to beatings and scoldings at the drop of a hat, tsk tsk."

At this point, he felt a pang of pity, "It's just that I feel sorry for his wife. She's thousands of miles away from home, and she has no family to support her after being beaten. If that beast does something else, she'll be completely destitute. It's truly pitiful."

"You're even trying to sympathize now?" Cao Weida rolled his eyes and said irritably.

"You think his wife is innocent? Let me tell you, few Japanese women are any good. Japanese women's support for the war is no less than that of men!"

"Many women volunteered to become comfort women so that their country's soldiers could fight more bravely, in an attempt to completely trample our China under their feet!"

He paused here, "And do you know how many Japanese women participated in espionage activities, becoming concubines of Chinese officers, obtaining so much intelligence from them, turning so many Chinese officers against their cause, causing so many Chinese soldiers to lose their lives, and committing so many crimes?"

"So put away your ridiculous pity. You'd be better off saving that sympathy for your fellow countrymen in China!"

Do you even know what it means to sympathize with the enemy? It's cruelty to yourself!
(End of this chapter)