Cultivation by Trial and Error
Chapter 92 - 92 92 Coming to the Door

92: Chapter 92: Coming to the Door 92: Chapter 92: Coming to the Door PS: Thanks to Forever and Ever Without Regrets, Gentleman’s Madness, jjffffffff, and others for their gifts!

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Happiness Inn, in a simple room.

Chen Hai had just opened his eyes and still felt dizzy and weak all over.

However, compared to when he had returned from Little Wangping, his physical condition was definitely much improved.

He took out his pager and checked the time on it.

“It’s already July 28?

I actually slept for three whole days?”

“No wonder I’m so incredibly hungry.”

“Luckily, when I checked in here, I gave the landlady plenty of money.”

“Otherwise, if I’d stayed locked up in my room for three days without going out, she probably would have barged in by now!”

He straightened his clothes a bit.

The room didn’t have hot water; Chen Hai washed his face with cold water to clear his mind a bit more.

After looking in the mirror and seeing no abnormalities other than a pale complexion, he opened the door and walked out.

“Young man, are you continuing your stay?

You still have some of the one hundred yuan left.

If you’re staying, I’ll keep the room for you!”

Not far away at the staircase, the innkeeper, sitting in an armchair and flipping through a magazine, quickly stood up and called out when she saw Chen Hai.

She had a deep impression of Chen Hai.

Besides looking extremely disheveled when he checked in, his generous act of handing over a banknote was also something she remembered vividly.

“I’ll keep the room, just tidy it up for me!”

“I’m going out to grab some food and will be back later.”

After a slight hesitation, Chen Hai nodded and replied.

He had tampered with the Liu Family’s ancestral grave and ancestral house, and before anything had surfaced from the Liu Family’s side, he felt it was better not to show his face so casually.

He had lost his straw hat somewhere on the road back from Little Wangping!

In the scorching heat, wearing a straw hat not only shielded him from the sun but also helped cover most of his face.

At that time, sun hats hadn’t become popular around Wuyang Town.

On the street, passersby either wore nothing on their heads or had a straw hat on.

Having bought a new straw hat, Chen Hai blended inconspicuously into the crowd.

He ran to a nearby small restaurant where, famished, he devoured six or seven big meat buns the size of fists until he finally felt some relief in his stomach.

After eating his fill, he made a trip to the central hospital.

His father, Chen Zhonghua, and mother, Jiang Meixian, weren’t in the hospital at all.

Chen Hai asked around and then learned that his father had been discharged from the hospital yesterday and had gone home.

During the hospitalization, the doctors had said Chen Zhonghua’s injuries required at least ten to eight days of care.

Although his wounds had healed well over the past few days, he could barely walk.

But rural folk were not as delicate as city dwellers.

Moreover, every additional day in the hospital meant spending dozens to hundreds more yuan.

Once Chen Zhonghua could barely walk, he had no wish to continue his stay here!

He clamored and insisted on being discharged to return home, and after much persuasion and considering he was not in critical condition, the doctors finally discharged him.

Leaving the hospital, Chen Hai, wearing the large straw hat, strolled around the town.

If the Liu Family encountered troubles, it would definitely be a major event for Wuyang Town.

After walking around, Chen Hai found no one discussing anything concerning the Liu Family.

“The disruption of the Liu Family’s Feng Shui should take some time to manifest its consequences.”

“Just these past three days, they still act as if nothing has happened.

Perhaps, they still lack a bit of readiness—it still needs a little more time!”

Chen Hai furrowed his brows and thought to himself.

Returning to the Happiness Inn, he continued to stay indoors, to nurture vitality and rest.

Of course, when he felt hungry, he would definitely go out to eat something and also to see if there were any talks about the Liu Family’s misfortune.

Another two or three days had passed, and there was still no movement at the Liu Family’s side.

Chen Hai, feeling a bit anxious in his heart, considering his body had mostly recovered, gritted his teeth and started divining again.

This time, his divination concerned the futures of the several Liu brothers.

After six divinations, the combination of Gua revealed the outcomes of the Liu brothers, which Chen Hai fully understood by heart.

At this moment, he felt at peace, and a genuine smile appeared on his face.

“Being bullied to this extent, although I took my revenge covertly using Geomancy Inspection Skill, and neither gods nor ghosts knew about it, I still feel an unquenchable resentment in my heart!”

“Perhaps, it’s because the Liu brothers to the death never realized that their misfortune was linked to me?”

“In their eyes, I am still but an ant, one they could easily crush to death with a flick of their finger!”

“Such a way of seeking revenge does not satisfy me, perhaps I should meet one of them face to face before their demise.”

“I want them to know that the ant in their eyes can still devastate their family.”

“I want them to understand that in their next lives, they must never provoke anyone who has succeeded in Tao Cultivation.”

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Having just finished his divinations, Chen Hai began to feel weary.

He leaned against the headboard, and various thoughts continuously spun in his head.

In his view, getting revenge without letting the perpetrators know felt no different than moving invisibly at night.

Of course, if he really intended to meet one of them before their misfortune, it would only be fitting if the Liu brothers had absolutely no chance to turn the situation around.

Moreover, he had to consider not putting himself in any danger.

Thinking this way, Liu Dafa was immediately ruled out.

After all, that fellow was inhumane; if Chen Hai were to confront him, who knew if he might suddenly go berserk at that moment?

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August 3rd, the weather was clear and suitable for rituals and travels.

Around one in the afternoon, with his body almost fully recovered, Chen Hai specially dressed in black.

He walked up to a common house in the town, casually crossed through the open gate, and stepped into the main hall.

Inside, Liu Dagui was sitting alone on the sofa.

Compared to the first time Chen Hai had seen him at the Jinyuan Hotel, Liu Dagui now appeared utterly worn out, full of anxiety, and seemed to have aged a decade.

The ashtray in front of him on the coffee table was filled with cigarette butts, several empty cigarette packs lay haphazardly next to the ashtray.

“How is it you?

Chen Hai, who allowed you to barge unannounced into my home?”

Seeing Chen Hai, Liu Dagui’s expression darkened, and he harshly inquired.

“Liu Dagui, don’t misunderstand; I am certainly not here to kneel at your doorstep for a day!”

“I am here especially to see you off!”

With a chuckle, Chen Hai continued calmly, “Your eyes are filled with blood, I guess you haven’t slept well for several days, right?”

“Seeing someone come in, you didn’t think it was Liu Dafa or Liu Dafu, did you?”

“If you thought so, then you are bound to be disappointed!”

“If I am not mistaken, around ten o’clock last night, Liu Dafa resisted arrest and was killed on the spot.”

“At midnight, Liu Dafu was captured, and a month from now, he will be sentenced to death, expiring on September 16th…”