New and dark light years

Chapter 275: Catch Alive

At this moment, the newly appointed county magistrate, Wen Bi, finished listening to the report from the yamen runners.

He nodded and said, "Go tell the county magistrate and the county constable that these are minor matters that the two of them can decide."

The yamen runner left.

Wen Bi returned to the backyard.

He now lives in a house with three courtyards.

Outside the backyard wall, there is a circle of lush bamboo.

In southern Xinjiang, wealthy families often do this in their backyards. Firstly, it blocks the view, preventing outsiders from easily seeing what's happening in the backyard.

Secondly, bamboo symbolizes integrity and can be used to cultivate a refined taste.

This three-courtyard house had few servants, and there were none in the backyard at all.

He came to the center of the backyard, where there was a makeshift wooden building. It was dimly lit inside, but he could see a large water vat in the center.

Wen Bi walked over, opened the wooden lid of the water vat, and a foul odor rushed out.

It was extremely filthy inside, with pus, blood, and human urine mixed together, and white worms crawling around in this thick soup.

A head popped out from the disgusting 'soup'; it was a woman's head.

Wen Bi looked at the woman inside and said softly, "Qing'er..."

The woman in the water tank suddenly opened her eyes.

His eyes, almost bloodshot, were filled with anger and despair.

"Don't blame me, I didn't want you to become like this either." Wen Bi sighed, "But if I don't do this, you will die."

The woman kept looking at him without saying a word.

Wen Bi reached out and stroked the woman's head for a while before finally putting the lid on the water tank.

He washed his hands by the small pond before going to the second gate and calling out to the middle-aged male servant not far away, "Old Zhang, come here."

"Sir, what is it?" The middle-aged man walked over.

Wen Bi said, "Go to the pharmacy and buy some good ginseng."

The middle-aged man said with difficulty, "Sir, we don't have much money left in the house."

"Is that so?" Wen Bi sighed. "Then what about that jade bracelet I kept in the storeroom..."

At that moment, another servant brought someone over and said, "Master, this constable wants to see you."

The other person was a yamen runner, holding a wooden box in both hands.

Upon seeing Wen Bi, he immediately said, "Your Excellency, the County Magistrate asked me to bring this to you."

"What is it?"

"They said it's this month's profit sharing."

Wen Bi was taken aback: "This month's?"

“That’s right.” The yamen runner smiled and said, “Everyone in the county yamen has their own share, more or less.”

Wen Bi took the box, then frowned, noticing that it was rather heavy.

He struggled to hold it up with one hand, then opened the box and was momentarily stunned.

Ten silver ingots were neatly arranged inside.

Although it's not a huge amount, it's still a considerable sum.

Wen Bi's expression softened considerably, and he subconsciously asked, "Was this profit-sharing fee the county magistrate's idea?"

"The money was indeed distributed by the county magistrate, but the matter of profit sharing... was proposed by the county lieutenant."

Wen Bi narrowed his eyes: "The county lieutenant was actually able to persuade the county magistrate?"

"Back then, the county magistrate was almost killed by the county lieutenant..."

The constable was speaking with a smile, but then he suddenly remembered something, immediately stopped talking, and looked regretful.

Wen Bi nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Please run away."

"It should, it should."

The bailiff bowed to me repeatedly before leaving.

Wen Bi picked up a silver ingot from the wooden box and handed it to Old Zhang: "Go buy some medicine... Also, improve the food at home, and get some meat for everyone."

After saying that, he stuffed another silver ingot into Old Zhang's hand.

"Okay!" Old Zhang subconsciously licked his lips; he hadn't eaten meat in a long time. After everyone left, Wen Bi carried the wooden box back to his room.

Take out the silver ingot and place it on the table.

Looking at the silver ingots, Wen Bi smiled and said, "These two are quite loyal. It wasn't for nothing that I humbled myself to beg them. In that case... we should be able to stay here for a long time."

Three more days passed quickly.

Li Lin resumed his usual routine.

Going to work, practicing self-cultivation, and playing with his wife.

The spiritual energy is steadily and slowly increasing.

Now he wants to enter that illusionary realm of the "Hidden Word Technique" again.

But realizing that his 'dragon energy' had been almost completely depleted, he gave up on the plan.

Then he began to examine the map he had copied from Tianyi Sect, and also made notes to see which 'cave dwelling' was worth exploring.

If he could get some more dragon energy back, he could go to the 'illusion realm' again and enjoy the incredible cultivation effects.

On the fourth day, a familiar friend came to visit.

He Yumao.

Generally speaking, psychological trauma can be alleviated or even healed over time.

But He Yumao's expression and complexion became even darker, and he also had a violent aura.

"Brother He, what kind of evil kung fu have you been practicing?" Li Lin asked, looking at the other man's pale face.

He Yuma forced a smile: "It's just that my martial arts skills have improved somewhat. I came here to say goodbye to Brother Li."

"Oh?" Li Lin asked instinctively, "Where are you going?"

"Go to Yuecheng and take revenge."

Li Lin paused for a moment, then asked, "With your current strength... you might not be able to see Qin Tuo."

"It's alright. I can make it worthwhile if I kill one of his relatives. Killing two would be a bonus."

Li Lin sighed and said, "Why don't you wait a little longer? With your current speed of martial arts training, waiting a few more years will increase your chances."

“I can’t wait any longer,” He Yuma said. “Now I dream about my wife every night. She stands in a pool of blood, questioning me, ‘Why haven’t you avenged her? Am I afraid to die and dare not go?’”

"This is a dream."

He Yuma insisted, "But isn't it also a dream? Perhaps my wife is waiting for me down there, and she's already getting impatient."

Li Lin stood up: "I don't think you need to be in such a hurry..."

He Yumo took a step back and said, "No need to persuade me anymore, Brother Li, County Magistrate Li. Thank you for taking care of me during this time. If there is an afterlife, I will repay your great kindness by serving you like an ox or a horse."

After saying that, He Yumao turned and left.

Li Lin wanted to stop the other party, but then thought better of it and let out a long sigh.

He Yuma's matter left Li Lin feeling depressed for two days.

That noon, Su Bei came looking for them.

"County Commandant, we have discovered three strange people who have entered Yulin County."

"Oh? What's strange about them?"

"They're secretly trying to find out about you."

Li Lin raised an eyebrow and said, "Keep an eye on them."

Su Bei nodded and turned to leave.

A day later, Li Lin sat in a private room at the best restaurant in Yulin County.

To his left is Su Bei, and to his right is Xiao Chunzhu.

Xiao Chunzhu clasped his hands and said, "Supervisor, the three wanted criminals are drinking downstairs. My men are already lying in ambush on the west side."

Su Bei also clasped his hands and said, "County Commandant, two hundred archers from the local militia have already been deployed on the two surrounding streets."

Li Lin nodded: "Okay, after an incense stick's time, start driving away the nearby residents. Try to capture them alive, understand?"

"Yes!"

The two men clasped their hands in a fist salute.

Li Lin slowly sipped his wine, admiring the natural scenery in the distance.

(End of this chapter)