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Chapter 261 - 251: Actually... I Can Catch Ghosts!_2

Chapter 261: Chapter 251: Actually... I Can Catch Ghosts!_2

However, the remaining matters could be left for Zhang San to worry about.

After all, he was on this big ship with so many Military Chiefs and Martial Artists from the Town Martial Office to fully support Zhang San. Whether Zhang San could successfully arrive depended on his own abilities and fortune.

Meanwhile, at Wang Dada and Song Dingbo’s house, the two had just sold nine sheep and were sitting on the bed, counting the money they had earned that morning.

"It’s strange when you think about it. How did we encounter so many ghosts last night?" Wang Dada always felt something was off about last night’s encounter.

Song Dingbo chuckled and waved his hand, "It might be because it’s July 15th. More ghosts come out. It’s normal! Besides, the more they come out, the more money we make. Isn’t that good?"

Wang Dada thought about it and indeed, that made sense.

Usually, he and Song Dingbo could only encounter two ghosts, equating to two sheep.

Lately, their luck seemed to have improved, often encountering three or even four ghosts at once.

Lately, they had been constantly guarding by the little river in the Ghost Domain at night, discovering that ghosts always passed by here. The best time, they waited three times and encountered five ghosts, catching all without any escaping.

Last night, the two encountered three rounds of ghosts, totaling nine, all of which they caught.

Song Dingbo spat so much he started to feel nauseous.

But the effort was worth it. Though the price of sheep had dropped, the price of even the most expensive sheep couldn’t exceed one hundred four hundred wen, the larger quantity meant more money earned.

"Wang, I think you’ll have enough saved up to get married before long."

Wang Dada chuckled, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Admittedly, being an Executioner had earned him some money, but that money purely depended on the number of criminals.

Later, he realized that earning this money wasn’t about how many criminals were caught, but about how many people framed others.

Wang Dada didn’t know how many of the people he had decapitated were innocent, but when he learned that some were framed just because they didn’t want to sell their land, he stopped being an Executioner.

And indeed, no one wanted to marry their daughter to an Executioner back in those days.

Now, while capturing ghosts to sell as sheep might sound ludicrous, if he could save up some money, he might as well become a butcher.

"Song, what do you think about me using this money to open a mutton stall, specializing in selling mutton?"

Song Dingbo burst out laughing when he heard Wang Dada’s idea.

"That sounds great. When the time comes, I’ll sell you the sheep, and then you sell the mutton. Just wondering if there’s any difference in taste between the sheep that were transformed from ghosts and the real sheep."

After Song Dingbo finished, both men were momentarily stunned.

They had indeed made quite a bit of money by catching ghosts and selling them as sheep.

But whether or not the sheep that were transformed from ghosts were real sheep was a question neither had considered.

Now that it was raised, both became a bit curious and frightened.

Just then, a voice came from outside the courtyard gate.

"Is Song Dingbo Wang Dada residing here?"

"Coming, coming!"

Song Dingbo immediately got off the bed and put on his shoes to run out.

"No need to knock, coming, coming..."

Song Dingbo was full of hope, hoping it was about the price of sheep increasing and that a major customer who knew they sold sheep had come to find them.

But as soon as he opened the door, several government officers rushed in.

One of the officers, without saying a word, punched Song Dingbo, then several men rushed over and pinned him to the ground.

"Don’t resist!"

Song Dingbo didn’t even see if the people who came in were government officers, as their clothes seemed similar, but their actions felt no different from those of bandits!

"Wang, run! They’re bandits, they’re ban...mmph...mmph..."

Song Dingbo’s mouth was immediately covered by a government officer.

Meanwhile, Wang Dada in the house heard the commotion outside. Just as he was about to rush out to help, he was pushed back by the gleaming blades of several officers who had stormed in.

"No, no, no! You’re here to rob, right? Just for the money, there’s no need to kill anyone. Take it all. Take it..."

Wang Dada said, looking reluctantly at the Copper Coins on the bed.

It seemed that his plans to get a wife would have to be delayed again.

A government officer glared at Wang Dada and yelled, "We are government officers, not bandits! Can bandits just rush into your house in broad daylight and rob you?"

As he spoke, he stealthily stuffed a handful of Copper Coins from the bed into his own bosom, and then instructed the surrounding officers, "This money is all illicit gains, take it away immediately. Be careful, not a single Wen should be missing, understand?"

Soon, Song Dingbo and Wang Dada were brought before the main hall.

The County Official sat above, yawning and looking displeased at Song Dingbo and Wang Dada kneeling below.

"Ha—you two are the criminals? Confess now, sign and stamp, and then everyone can go rest. Ha—"

Song Dingbo and Wang Dada looked bewildered.

"We broke the law?"

Hearing the two ask in unison, the County Magistrate furiously slammed his gavel on the desk and roared, "Audacious! Do you two really need me to spell out the crime you committed?"

The expressions on their faces grew even more bewildered.

"Is there any chance that we didn’t commit any crimes?"

"Audacious! If I say you committed a crime, then you committed a crime. I, the noble County Magistrate and Imperial Court appointee, would I wrong you? Bring forth the plaintiff!"

Soon, someone was brought up by the government officers.

Song Dingbo and Wang Dada saw him—it was none other than Boss Niu, who specialized in buying sheep at the morning market.

At that moment, Boss Niu knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowing on the spot.

"County Magistrate, you must stand up for me! The sheep that these two sold to me, they’re all gone—"

Wang Dada and Song Dingbo exchanged glances, their eyes filled with endless confusion.

"Boss Ma, if the sheep are gone, you should ask the County Magistrate to catch them, why catch us?"

"Right! We didn’t steal your sheep!"

Boss Ma glared at the two men and snapped, "Others sell me sheep, and they stay just fine, but only the sheep you two sold to me are gone. It must be your fault! County Magistrate, you must stand up for me!"

The County Magistrate raised his hand, signaling Boss Ma to speak slowly.

Only then did Boss Ma explain how recently, the sheep he bought would always go missing.

The gist was that the sheep he bought from others were fine, but those bought from Song Dingbo and Wang Dada would be lost within a couple of days.

This morning, he had just bought eight sheep, and soon they were all gone.

"County Magistrate, it’s surely these two thieves using some method to steal back the sheep they sold to me. They also don’t raise sheep at their homes; how could they continuously have sheep to sell to me? There must be something fishy here!"

The County Magistrate widened his eyes and sternly yelled at Song Dingbo and Wang Dada, "Are you two practicing Sorcery?"

Song Dingbo glanced at Wang Dada.

To be honest, they actually were, but admitting this would hardly convince anyone, and might even earn them a beating.

At that moment, Wang Dada couldn’t help but speak out, "County Magistrate, is it possible that Boss Ma is embezzling, or someone under him stole the sheep and won’t admit it? You can send someone to search our homes—there are no sheep! If we stole the sheep, we would need somewhere to hide them, wouldn’t we?"

Song Dingbo nodded emphatically beside him, even lifting his clothes.

"Really, if you don’t believe it, search us!"

The County Magistrate, hearing Song Dingbo and Wang Dada speak like this, felt that these two really didn’t look like sheep thieves.

However, as he looked at Boss Ma again, he saw Boss Ma removing a piece of gold from his sleeve, gesturing with it.

"Audacious! I see that it must have been you two who stole them! Otherwise, why would the sheep sold by you two disappear? I see you won’t cry without seeing the coffin! Someone..."

Song Dingbo felt the County Magistrate was about to extract a confession by torture and shouted anxiously, "Hold on! I’ll talk..."

A smug smile appeared on the County Magistrate’s face, thinking to himself: I knew it, these lowlifes need a good scare to tell the truth.

"Speak the truth!"

Song Dingbo sighed helplessly, revealing the biggest secret of his life.

"Actually... I can catch ghosts!"