Chapter 26

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"Xizi, these people are Mohe people."

At this moment, Yang Chenglie had already finished examining the bodies of those people and walked over with over a dozen leather bags in hand.

"How do you know, Father?"

"Rubbish, I've been in Changping for over ten years, and I've long developed a pair of divine eyes. Even if a mosquito flies past me, I can tell whether it's male or female at a glance."

Father, do you know, I just love seeing your shameless face when you talk nonsense like this!

"Ha ha ha!"

Yang Shouwen laughed heartily but did not refute.

"Um, they have marks on their bodies, marks of the Sumei Mohe people."

Yang Shouwen said softly, "Father, I think you should report this to the county magistrate. The Mohe people are so rampant, there must be a reason."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Yang Molie beside him.

Yang Molie looked blankly at Yang Chenglie and his son, then walked to the carriage, picked up the bag that had fallen to the ground, and placed it on the horse along with the two washing mallets. She then helped Yang Chenglie mount the horse and followed suit, mounting the horse herself.

"Ugly girl, follow me!"

Yang Shouwen looked at the sky and spurred his horse forward.

The ugly girl followed behind the horse, step by step...

Yang Chenglie did not say anything more, just waved to Yang Molie and spurred his horse forward.

Three people, nine horses, and a dog, they followed the official road over the hill and entered the jurisdiction of Changping County.

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Yang Chenglie was heading back to Changping.

The incident in Guchu made him realize that the situation was serious.

He believed that the Sumei Mohe people were not after him and his son, but probably after Yang Molie. This meant that Lüzhu's death was not as simple as it seemed. She must have known something, which is why the Sumei Mohe people wanted to eliminate her completely.

At the fork in the road, Yang Chenglie said to Yang Shouwen, "Xizi, come back to the county with me."

Yang Shouwen smiled and shook his head, "Father, don't worry about me. I'll go back to the village. I'm not ready to show my face in the city yet. As for these injuries, they are just flesh wounds. I'll take care of them when I get home. As for Molie, let her stay with you for now. Once the household registration is sorted out, she can come over. Father, I think we can put the three murders on hold for now. The actions of the Sumei Mohe people are very strange. You need to be prepared..."

Yang Chenglie nodded but was still a bit uneasy.

"Xizi, are you really not coming back to the city?"

"Father, don't worry. With the ugly girl here, I'll be fine."

Yang Shouwen finished speaking and pointed to the horses behind him, "I'll take two horses back, and you take the rest to the city."

"Alright, let's do that... If anything happens at home, have Aunt Yang notify me."

Yang Shouwen saluted from his horse, picked two strong-looking horses, tied the reins to the saddles, and parted ways with Yang Chenglie. The distance from the fork to the village was not too far. However, Yang Shouwen felt a different emotion as he rode along. He couldn't quite describe it, but it felt very familiar.

He slowly followed the small road, with the ugly girl running around on either side. Soon, they saw the huge rock at the village entrance, which was about two to three meters high.

"Xizi, what's wrong with you?"

As they entered the village, they met Old Hu, who was sunbathing outside.

Seeing Yang Shouwen covered in blood, Old Hu was startled and hurriedly asked.

Yang Shouwen smiled, "Old Hu, I'm fine... By the way, did you finish what I asked for?"

"Of course!"

Old Hu held the reins and smiled, "I, Old Hu, may not be good at many things, but I always keep my word. The thing was delivered to your house early this morning... Xizi, are you really okay? Should I go get Old Tian to take a look at you?"

Old Tian was Tian Cunzheng.

Besides being the village head, he also knew some medical skills. If someone in the village was sick, he would treat them. If he was unsure, he would go to the city to find a doctor.

"Alright!"

Yang Shouwen did not refuse Old Hu's kindness, then led the horse and the dog straight to the back of the village.

At this moment, Yang Shouwen looked quite frightening... His clothes were stained with blood, and the exposed wounds were shocking. His face was pale, and he didn't look too well. However, leading three horses and a dog made many people feel surprised. While Yang Shouwen was talking to Old Hu, someone had already run to the Yang family to report.

When Yang Shouwen arrived at his house, Yang's wife and You Niang were already standing at the door.

"Brother Xizi!"

Seeing Yang Shouwen in this state, You Niang couldn't help but rush over.

Yang Shouwen smiled and hugged You Niang, "You Niang, Brother Xizi is tired and wants to rest. By the way, see what gifts Brother Xizi brought for you? This is the ugly girl, and these are its puppies. Take good care of them."

Yang Shouwen then let out the four puppies from the bag.

After being cooped up in the bag for the journey, the puppies wanted to play. But the ugly girl growled, and the puppies immediately calmed down.

"Xizi, what's going on?"

"Don't worry, Aunt. It's nothing serious!" Yang Shouwen handed the reins to Yang's wife, "I helped Father with some things and got some flesh wounds. Tie these horses up; they are now our family's property. I'll rest in the house first. We can talk later... You Niang, take good care of the puppies. Think of some names for them."

After saying that, he carried his spear and entered the courtyard.

The Yang family was one of the prominent households in the village, though they were always low-key. However, because of Yang Chenglie, they were still highly respected.

Yang Shouwen bringing back three horses this time caused quite a stir.

Many people gathered at the courtyard gate, watching Yang's wife tie up the horses.

At this moment, Tian Cunzheng arrived with a box, greeted Yang's wife, and went into the house to find Yang Shouwen.

After changing his clothes, Tian Cunzheng helped Yang Shouwen treat his wounds.

To be honest, Yang Shouwen's wounds looked serious, but they were just flesh wounds and did not affect his bones.

"This golden wound medicine, I got from a disciple of the divine doctor Sun years ago.

This Hu Gu Mountain may be in a remote area, but it is full of good things. I make some medicine every year and sell it, and the business is quite good. Even the Huichun Hall in the county uses my medicine, which is very effective for treating wounds."

The divine doctor Sun was Sun Simiao.

However, Sun Simiao had probably been dead for many years, and his disciple...

Yang Shouwen could only "hehe." But he had to admit that Tian Cunzheng's golden wound medicine was quite effective. It felt cool when applied to the wounds and reduced the pain. After treating the wounds, Tian Cunzheng left. Yang Shouwen lay on the bed, feeling a wave of dizziness, and his eyelids grew heavier.

These past two days have been tough.

First, he traveled at night, then encountered a murder case, and finally, an attack.

Yang Shouwen felt that these two days were quite eventful, and he also had a vague sense of fear.

What exactly happened in the first year of the Shengli era?

Yang Shouwen's mind was blank, and he couldn't quite remember.

After all, in his previous life, although he had read some books from this era, he mostly read them to pass the time and did not pay much attention.

Seventeen years of a muddled life, and now suddenly trying to recall, it was indeed difficult.

Well, meet the soldiers with generals, and the water with earth.

Yang Shouwen suddenly felt that he was like the Monkey King who had entered the belly of the Iron Fan Princess. The era he was in was like the belly of the Iron Fan Princess. However, he did not have the Monkey King's seventy-two transformations and did not know what the outcome would be... The more he thought, the more anxious he became. Yang Shouwen simply closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep was sweet.

When Yang Shouwen woke up, the sun had already set.

The room was dim.

He struggled to sit up, put on his clothes, and walked out, hearing a young voice from outside the door.

"Bodhi, Bodhi, tell You Niang who hurt Brother Xizi?"

"Why don't you answer me? I'm angry... Alright, alright, one more piece! But you have to promise You Niang to protect Brother Xizi well in the future."

Yang Shouwen quietly walked to the door and opened a small gap.

Outside, the sunset was casting a warm glow.

You Niang was sitting alone on the porch, bathed in the afterglow of the sunset.

The ugly girl was squatting below the porch, wagging her tail. You Niang held a piece of meat and slowly extended her hand. The ugly girl stood up on her hind legs, took the meat, and then squatted down again, looking pleased.

For some reason, looking at You Niang's back, Yang Shouwen felt a strange stirring in his heart.

He remembered that dream, the nightmare he had in the Guchu inn.

He gently opened the door and squatted behind You Niang. You Niang seemed to sense him and turned her head. Her face immediately lit up with a bright smile, and she said sweetly, "Brother Xizi, you're finally awake... You Niang was so worried."