Chapter 22, bloody clothes
"You errands, just watch Yao Wenbin beating women in the yamen?" Xi Xingchen suddenly showed an angry look on his face.
Wang Dabao smiled bitterly and said: "The Yao family has great influence in Wan County. The county magistrate didn't even complain at that time. What can we errands do? Of course we can only turn a blind eye and make do with it. "
Xi Xingchen's face turned livid instantly.
Wang Dabao is right. The county magistrate is the father-in-law of a county. He does not make decisions for the people. Which of the government servants who are struggling to make a living under him would dare to step forward?
Of course Xi Xingchen knew this truth, but knowing it meant knowing it. There was nowhere to vent the bad breath accumulated in Xi Xingchen's heart, which made him feel very uncomfortable and his face became even more ugly.
Wang Dabao had been in prison for so many years, and his ability to observe people's emotions was so great, so he asked: "Mo Xingzhe, are you planning to save that woman?"
"..." Xi Xingchen said nothing, but his right eyebrow twitched again.
Is not this nonsensical?
The reason why Xi Xingchen broke into the prison at night was because he was afraid that Yang Xuelian would fall into the hands of Yao Wenbin again. If what Wang Dabao said was true, Xi Xingchen was almost certain that the woman taken away by Yao Wenbin was Yang Xuelian.
Xi Xingchen still insisted on asking Wang Dabao to take him around the prison. After seeing with his own eyes that Yao Wenbin was no longer in the prison, the last trace of luck in Xi Xingchen's heart finally disappeared.
The worst outcome finally occurred.
Now, Xi Xingchen only had one thought: Never let anything happen to Yang Xuelian.
At the mass grave, Xi Xingchen accepted the gift from Yang Xuelian on behalf of the Mo family, so he must give justice to her family.
Yang Xuelian couldn't trust the government, but she trusted Xi Xingchen and came to the county government office with Xi Xingchen; then, Xi Xingchen had the responsibility to keep her safe.
But it turns out that Xi Xingchen personally returned Yang Xuelian, who had escaped from the fire pit, to Yao Wenbin.
When Yao Wenbin took Yang Xuelian away, he threatened to cut her into pieces. Xi Xingchen had no doubt about this.
With Yao Wenbin's madness, he could definitely do this.
Saving people is like putting out fires. Xi Xingchen's purpose of coming to Dalao for verification has been achieved. He patted Wang Dabao on the shoulder, turned around and left.
"Wait a minute!" Wang Dabao didn't expect Xi Xingchen to leave so easily, so he quickly stopped him.
"..." Xi Xingchen turned around and looked at Wang Dabao.
Wang Dabao made a gesture of waiting for him, then ran back to the room quickly, and came back soon with a washbasin.
Wang Dabao handed a set of clean clothes on his shoulders to Xi Xingchen's clothes and said, "Mo Xingzhe, please wash your face first and put on these clean clothes before leaving."
It was already twilight, and Xi Xingchen looked at the blood stains on his clothes and thought that it was really inappropriate to walk around in blood-stained clothes in broad daylight.
"Thank you!" Xi Xingchen took the clothes and thanked Wang Dabao.
The clothes Wang Dabao prepared for Xi Xingchen were full of patches, but they were clean.
In the past few years, there have been great disasters in the world, and people's lives have been difficult. They sell pots and sell iron just to have enough food. How can they have enough money to buy clothes?
For this reason, most of the peddlers and foot soldiers in cities and countryside have ragged clothes. Those who can go out in unpatched clothes are mostly from well-off families.
Xi Xingchen didn't want to attract attention, so the patched clothes Wang Dabao prepared for him were just what he wanted.
Xi Xingchen took off his blood-stained clothes, put on his patched coat, and threw the blood-stained clothes into the brazier. The blood-stained clothes turned into ashes in an instant.
"Master Dong, I, Xi Xingchen, swear to God that I will avenge your family, otherwise I will end up like this." Xi Xingchen secretly thought in his heart.
Thinking of Dong Liangce, whose entire family had been wiped out, and Yang Xuelian, whose life or death was uncertain, a murderous intention rose in Xi Xingchen's heart.
"Mo Xingzhe, do you know anything about the Yao family?" Wang Dabao asked worriedly when he saw that Xi Xingchen was full of evil spirits.
"Aren't they just a landlord from Zhuma Town?" Xi Xingchen was slightly stunned when he heard this.
"If you really think so, you are absolutely wrong." Wang Dabao showed a serious look.
"Do they have any backstage?" Xi Xingchen asked.
"As far as I know, the Yao family has contacts with the bandits in Huangfeng Village." Wang Dabao said.
"The Yao family has dealings with bandits?" Xi Xingchen's right eyebrow raised again.
Tonight, Xi Xingchen's right eyebrow was raised a little too much.
Many years later, people who are familiar with Xi Xingchen know that Xi Xingchen's eyebrows will only jump when he is extremely angry and has murderous intentions.
Wang Dabao nodded and said: "In Huangfeng Village in the southwest of Wan County, a group of bandits have been stationed all year round. They brought trouble to the village. At the beginning, the government also suppressed them several times. However, there were high mountains and dense forests, and they were attacked several times. The bandits fought back."
"Then what?"
"Then no one cares."
"So what?" Xi Xingchen smiled slightly.
This is Xi Xingchen's attitude.
He couldn't have backed down just because the Yao family had an affair with the government and colluded with the bandits.
If this is the case, does Yang Xuelian still want to save her?
Do you want to avenge Dong Liangce's family?
Who will give justice to Yang Xiaojin’s family?
Do you still want the "Tao" that Mohists have inherited for thousands of years?
As the Mohist family walks the world, Mohists have justice in their hearts. It is never a slogan, but a responsibility and obligation to protect with life.
If you can't do it, it will be like the bloody clothes that turned to ashes in the brazier.
In the end, Xi Xingchen rejected Wang Dabao's request to go together.
Dong Liangce's family has shed enough blood, and Xi Xingchen doesn't want any more Mohist disciples to be implicated for this matter.
It was about sixty miles from Wanxian County to Yaozhuang, including twenty miles of mountain roads. In order not to attract attention, Xi Xingchen did not rent horses. When he arrived at Yaozhuang on two legs, it was already In the afternoon.
Yaozhuang is a large village with three hundred households. When Xi Xingchen walked into the village, he discovered something strange.
There are too few people.
Normally, a village with three hundred households would have at least one to two thousand people living in it. When Xi Xingchen arrived at Yaozhuang, it was when smoke was everywhere in the countryside and chickens and dogs were returning to their roosts. The village should be full of people and fireworks everywhere.
But what Xi Xingchen saw now was that most of the houses were dark, and some had collapsed. It was obvious that no one had lived in them for a long time, and there were actually fewer houses emitting smoke than in the Yangjia Village that Xi Xingchen had been to.
You must know that Yangjiacun is a village with a hundred households, less than one-third of Yaozhuang.
"There must be something weird in the village!" Full of questions, Xi Xingchen picked up a wooden stick and walked into Yaozhuang with staggering steps.
After passing several dilapidated thatched houses on the edge of Zhuangzi, Xi Xingchen stopped in front of a thatched house that was smoking.
Xi Xingchen knocked on the door, and after a while, a gray-haired old woman came out of the house.
"Mother-in-law, can you excuse me for a drink of water?" Xi Xingchen licked his dry lips and looked at the old woman with pleading eyes.
