Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1130 - 1130 45 Meng Shuais Military Records I 2-in-1

Chapter 1130: Chapter 45 Meng Shuai’s Military Records I [2-in-1] _2 Chapter 1130: Chapter 45 Meng Shuai’s Military Records I [2-in-1] _2 Today, it had unexpectedly come in handy.

“Although it’s not a lot of money, it’d be a pity to throw it away.”

“If I gave it directly to the wife, there was a recent death here, and if investigated, the wife couldn’t withstand the scrutiny and might divulge secrets. Not only would we not get any money, but it would also bring disaster, harming the wife.”

“I’ll hide it here and wait until the tile loosens a little. In a few days, it’s going to be the autumn and winter season, the north wind will start blowing, and as long as the wind is strong enough, it will stir the thatch over there and cause this tile to fall, and the money will naturally land in front of the wife.”

“By then, the times will have changed, and even if someone finds it, they will think it was my own stash of hidden money, and it would not be linked at all to this old bastard.”

He stood in the yard, looking tenderly at the house next door.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to go over and embrace his wife, to tell her, “I’ve come back.”

But he couldn’t.

He didn’t have much time left for himself and needed to hurry back.

More importantly, if he went now, in the aftermath, his wife might expose flaws as she was so naive and fearful.

Meng Fang slightly adjusted his clothes.

This move of his had been well thought out, and not a spot of blood had stained his clothing.

Because when he had killed the man, he was behind the victim, and the blood had sprayed forwards, naturally not reaching his clothes.

Although it was his first time killing someone, he still hadn’t felt any fear or nervousness up until now.

“This is revenge, the cycle of karma, retribution is inevitable!”

“He destroyed my happiness, of course I had to retaliate.”

“This is also to protect my wife.”

“She must have had a hard time while I was not home.”

“With that old scoundrel as a neighbor, Rou Er could not have had it easy.”

“So… It’s time to completely eliminate him!”

“I am not nervous, not afraid, and certainly not guilty or in pain.”

Carrying the bloody sickle, he quickly walked out of Old Mo’s yard.

Following the plan he had carefully devised, he took a few steps and, with a forceful swing, threw the bloodied sickle into the magistrate’s yard.

Thump!

It made a light sound, seemingly piercing something.

He couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.

It was done, not even the slightest noise was made, even the heavens were aiding me.

“I was framed, the national laws condemned me to serve in the army, I couldn’t resist, even though I knew it was an injustice, I had to go because arms can’t twist thighs.

But I still want to make you understand, or at least make you cautious.”

“Don’t bully me!”

“Don’t bully my family! I can kill!”

“I really can kill!”

“Although you don’t know it was me, the magistrate must be paranoid, since he’s involved, the actual profiteer!”

“As long as I don’t send news of my death, he won’t dare to do anything!”

“If something happens to my wife, I’ll come back and kill your entire family!”

“If I can kill Old Mo, I wouldn’t mind killing the entire family of you, the magistrate too. Do you think I dare not, do you believe it or not?!”

…

In the dark night, he hurried out of the village and once again started his breathless run back to the camp.

All along the way, in the deep dark night, under a starless and moonless sky.

A young man, alone in the dark, running desperately.

In his eyes, there was only calmness, nothing more.

…

The next morning.

When the magistrate’s family got up, they immediately saw the blood-stained sickle stuck in the ground in front of their house.

Blood was dripping, and it glinted cold in the light.

The magistrate screamed in fright, almost collapsing to the ground, scrambling to the side, his whole body shaking, “What… what is going on?”

The whole family trembled like startled birds, and it took a long while before they dared to move forward to check.

But there was nothing else on the ground besides that sickle.

No writings, no messages, nor anything like warnings, threats, or advice.

Just a bloody sickle!

The magistrate’s heart almost jumped out of his throat, and it took nearly half an hour before he finally calmed down.

“What… what is going on?”

He checked over and over, but nothing unusual was found, if not for the blood-stained sickle, it wouldn’t be counted as anything abnormal at all.

The magistrate’s fear rose, and his doubts grew—what was going on?

As noon approached swiftly.

Old Mo’s house, of course, remained closed.

The remote village, quiet as usual, nobody thought much of it, everyone just minding their own mundane lives, not caring about the old bachelor.

Moreover, the man’s daily behaviors made many people detest him, not seeing him was for the better.

But when it was evening and there was still no sign of the door opening or fire for cooking, that was a bit strange.

It seems everyone had truly grown accustomed to the quiet, still no one sensed anything unusual.

Speaking of which, it was actually the magistrate who usually paid attention to these things, after all, he was the highest-ranking official nearby.

Only now, the magistrate himself was at home, confused, restless, utterly distraught.

Three days later, Old Mo had still not opened his door, nor made any sound or appearance.

And most crucially, a strange, uncomfortable smell started to seep from his house…

The neighbors, concerned about this unusual situation, informed the magistrate, who came to check with his men. When they tried to push the door, they found it wasn’t even locked; it swung back with a clang, nearly knocking the magistrate over.

As the group entered and saw the scene inside, they were all instantly dumbfounded; someone turned around and began vomiting crazily, soon almost everyone else started vomiting as well.