Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1129 - 1129 45 Meng Shuais Military Records I 2-in-1

Chapter 1129: Chapter 45 Meng Shuai’s Military Records I [2-in-1] Chapter 1129: Chapter 45 Meng Shuai’s Military Records I [2-in-1] While speaking next door, Meng Fang was in his own room, bolstering the walls and reinforcing the roof for his wife.

Just as he was about to repair the west wall, coincidentally he overheard people talking on The Other Side.

Although he couldn’t hear very clearly, it seemed… seemed to have something to do with him?

Unable to restrain his curiosity, Meng Fang instinctively pressed his ear against the wall to listen carefully.

And then he heard: “You also need someone to join the army, right? If the spot goes to Meng Fang, wouldn’t that mean your own children wouldn’t have to go?”

…

Old Mo had lived a lonely life, grew old in solitude and desolation, alone and forlorn. Why should this idiot get to have a wife and a warm bed with children?

I can’t stand it unless I tear them apart.

And to think he’s a neighbor, watching their loving daily life, it’s unbearable, it just annoys me!

…

Hearing this conspiracy froze Meng Fang to the core, his whole body stiffened.

He had once harbored suspicions about Old Mo, but with the intent to think the best of people, he had dismissed his doubts.

And now it turned out this old fiend had been plotting against him all along!

I loaned you grain, you asked for oil, I gave it to you!

And not only are you ungrateful, but you also turn around and betray me!

Forcing my wife and me apart, setting me on a path of unpredictable life or death.

That night, Meng Fang leaned against the gable wall, gazing up at the stars in the sky, and didn’t sleep a wink.

In his head, only a few sentences echoed back and forth!

“Who said he was cowardly? If not to bully him, then whom?”

“Who said he was weak? Who said he was kind?”

“Everyone’s life is hard! Why should he have a wife and a warm bed with children, while being so young? Why?!”

The few phrases reverberated back and forth in Meng Fang’s heart and mind.

His heart nearly stopped beating, but the expression in his eyes became increasingly fierce.

Suddenly, he slapped himself hard on the cheek.

“That’s for being timid and cowardly all the time!”

“That’s for being weak!”

“That’s for being happy!”

Slap slap slap…

Meng Fang gave himself a dozen slaps, but his eyes only held calm and coldness afterward.

“Meng Fang, you’re guilty! You’ve committed a great sin!”

“You must change!”

…

At dawn the next day.

Meng Fang showed no unusual signs, went off to the army as usual, and tearfully bid farewell to his wife.

But in the evening, while his comrades were fast asleep, this kindly young man from the mountain village ran wildly seventy li to sneak back home!

Well, not to his own home, but to the house next door.

Old Mo was in high spirits for having succeeded in his schemes, drinking alone with a small plate of pickles.

Suddenly, the door opened and cold air rushed in, snuffing out the oil lamp in an instant.

“Who is it?” the old man asked tremblingly.

Though he had no idea what was happening, he still suspected foul play.

However, having a suspicion did not alleviate the situation that followed.

A burly shadow appeared behind him, clutched his neck, and brought a gleaming sickle to his throat.

“Mercy… Mercy, young warrior… Old Mo…”

Old Mo begged desperately for his life: “Young warrior, we have no grudges…”

But the shadow behind him didn’t say a word, as if it were a piece of cold, lifeless stone.

Its fingers kept squeezing tight, smothering Old Mo’s mouth.

Old Mo struggled with muffled cries: “Warrior… please let me… please let me die with some clarity…”

Hisss!

A spurt of blood sprayed out as the sharp blade cleanly severed Old Mo’s throat.

Without uttering a single word from beginning to end.

With bulging eyes, Old Mo’s body slowly collapsed.

In his final moments, as he fell to the ground, he finally turned to see with the last remaining light of life, the impassive face of his killer.

The neighbor… Meng Fang?!

That hardened face, those unexpressive eyes, were staring straight at him.

Unlike his usual demeanor, his whole aura was unrecognizably different from his everyday self!

Old Mo’s last thoughts were filled with nothing but extreme regret as his body twitched slowly.

This man who was scary in his silence, did mischief without laughter, caused problems without others knowing, was envious of others’ abilities, and jealous of others’ happiness, often causing disasters for others, and acted to the detriment of others without benefit to himself, had always targeted ordinary people. Even if discovered, the worst he expected was to be scolded or beaten and then to simply move house because he couldn’t mix in the community anymore.

He never expected that having just moved to this place and barely starting his schemes, someone would kill him for it!

If he had known, he would never have framed Meng Fang.

But it was too late.

He never understood that an honest person pushed to the limit is the most terrifying of all!

Old Mo lay on the ground, his body stiffening bit by bit, his breath gone.

Meng Fang made sure he had no breath or heartbeat and his body was gradually losing warmth before allowing himself some peace of mind.

Muttering: “Just because you were jealous of my happiness, you framed me and sent me on an uncertain path.”

“So for you framing me, I killed you, sending you on an irreversible path.”

“Only this is truly fair and just.”

“This is fairness, this is justice!”

This was the first time Meng Fang had killed anyone, but due to the strong hatred that fueled him, he felt almost no fear from the action to the present moment.

Without hesitation, he rummaged through Old Mo’s belongings, took a small amount of money, and then went out to the courtyard. Using a long branch, he lifted the small sack gently onto his own house’s eaves, nudged a tile, and covered the little sack just slightly.

It was a spot he had hidden from his wife to keep his own savings; she was always reluctant to spend money but was frail in health. So he often secretly saved a little here and there, for emergencies, or, if no emergency came, to buy his wife something tasty to strengthen her body.