Chapter 187 Two Pieces of Bun, Kill a Person
A tea shed on the roadside quickly attracted Zhao Yuanbai’s attention.
“That’s great.”
Seeing that there was finally a place to rest, Zhao Yuanbai was ready to go in and ask for a bowl of water to satisfy his hunger.
If you are lucky, you might even get some leftovers.
If that doesn't work, I can stay and work part-time for half a day, and I should be able to get enough to eat.
Having commanded the remnant soul, I already possess great power that is rare among ordinary mortals.
Just because my belly is empty, I can’t even use half of my strength.
Contrary to Zhao Yuanbai's expectation, this seemingly inconspicuous tea shed was actually quite lively.
The only six or seven seats are already full of people, all of whom are business travelers along the way, and the journey is dusty.
Obviously, this tea shed should be the only resting place along the way.
So even if it is opened in such a desolate area, there is still an endless stream of visitors.
But what surprised Zhao Yuanbai was that there was a girl kneeling not far from the tea shed.
Holding two hard steamed buns that had already cooled down in his hands, he looked at the passers-by with his bright eyes.
Seeing Zhao Yuanbai passing by, the girl's face showed an expectant look, and she raised her head towards Zhao Yuanbai with great effort.
"Why, this is for me?"
Zhao Yuanbai looked confused and was about to reach out to take it, but the owner of the tea stall next to him sighed and interrupted Zhao Yuanbai:
"That steamed bun You can't hold the steamed bun... It's a crime, it's a crime."
At this time, Zhao Yuanbai had time to carefully look at the kneeling girl.
At the age of six or seven, his clothes were in tatters and his body was covered in bruises. He had obviously been beaten.
Moreover, her eyes were filled with anticipation and anxiety, but she was moaning and groaning, but no words came out.
Looks like a mute?
"If you take the steamed buns from her, you must avenge her, otherwise I'm afraid your stomach will rot if you eat the steamed buns."
The tea stall owner finished speaking in a long tone, He turned around and went to the side to boil water.
Zhao Yuanbai also guessed that this girl was afraid that she was carrying some big grudge, so she came here with steamed buns to seek revenge.
But obviously, who would bear the grudge of life and death for two pieces of steamed buns?
Although the people who pass by this tea shed are not rich and powerful, most of them don't owe this steamed bun.
Of course he wouldn't reach out and grab the girl's steamed buns in front of six or seven people in the tea shed.
Going around the kneeling girl, Zhao Yuanbai looked at her and her eyes gradually dimmed.
Then he turned to the tea shed owner and said:
"Uncle, I wonder if you are short of manpower here. Can you help here for a day in exchange for some food?"
The tea shed owner looked at Zhao Yuanbai and snorted coldly:
"Go, go, come to my place to have some free time."
"My little tea shed is so busy for everyone, why do we need a freeloader?"
But in When Zhao Yuanbai was about to leave, the tea shed owner added:
"If you are willing, it's okay to stay and drink a bowl of water before going to find a living."
"Thank you very much."
Zhao Yuanbai thanked him and sat down with his tired body. On a stone next to the tea shed.
Taking the water bowl from the tea shed owner, Quan Dang took a short rest in the tea shed.
I’m going to see if there are any fruit trees on the roadside later. If I can pick two fruits to satisfy my hunger, I can rest my stomach a little before I think about practicing.
"That little girl's family is really miserable."
"The magistrate destroyed the family and the county magistrate destroyed the family. A seventh-grade county magistrate can destroy a family of three."
"This is what we call it. God has no idea. The girl's father accidentally dug up a box of silver. He thought it was a big bargain, but he ended up making a wedding dress for someone else."
"The news somehow got out, and that night. A group of thieves broke into the house and killed all her parents. Only the girl escaped with her life by hiding under the bed. "
What does a group of thieves have to do with the county magistrate?
Zhao Yuanbai sat down and listened patiently to everyone's discussion.
"Everyone knows how a group of ordinary thieves could be so well-informed and so smoothly sneak into the city with weapons and plunder. Moreover, they disappeared without a trace after the plunder, which clearly shows that they are closely related to the government. "
"Besides, when the girl went to file a lawsuit, the county magistrate was perfunctory at first. After accepting the petition, he pretended that there was nothing wrong with it, but who knew that the magistrate only entered After one trip to the government office, she became vicious again.”
“Kicked the girl out of the government office. It was clear that she wanted to kill someone and silence her. Fortunately, there were many villagers who were watching at the time. The officer took the occasion into consideration and did not continue to attack..."
After listening for a moment, Zhao Yuanbai roughly understood why the girl was kneeling here alone begging for revenge for her parents.
"One of the onlookers, a wandering doctor, confirmed that the little girl's spleen had been kicked out by the county magistrate."
"Even if there is a panacea, she will definitely not survive more than a day or two. . ”
Sure enough, although the girl forced herself to kneel on the spot, she was still injured from time to time, and her face was completely pale from the pain.
A six or seven-year-old girl, who has suffered a big change and whose life hangs on a thread, can still grit her teeth and try to use her last meager strength to seek justice for her parents.
When Zhao Yuanbai heard this, he couldn't help but think of his own experience from the other party's body, and he couldn't help but empathize with it and became furious.
They all sacrificed their lives for the revenge of their parents, and they stubbornly refused to let go of the last straw.
It’s just that what he caught in the water was driftwood, and what the little girl had in her hands was real straw.
Standing up quickly, holding a water bowl in one hand, he stepped forward to take a piece of white bun from the girl's hand with the other hand.
"Take one piece as a deposit first. If everything goes through, I will come back to you to get another piece." Before anyone in the tea shed could react, Zhao Yuanbai bit off one third of the white bun in one bite.
"This boy is going crazy with hunger! He is capable of doing such unconscionable things."
"You want to snatch the steamed buns from such a miserable little girl!?"
Everyone was filled with indignation. , several of them even stood up to teach Zhao Yuanbai a lesson.
The owner of the tea shed also made peace at this time:
“You don’t have to argue with a beggar, this big man has probably suffered something.”
"When you are in trouble, it's not unusual to do anything just for a bite to eat."
"Just think of it as saving his life, and also giving the little girl something to think about before she dies. Isn't this the best of both worlds? ”
At this time, Zhao Yuanbai had already swallowed the white bun in a few mouthfuls, and soaked the bun in his stomach with the bowl of water he drank, finally feeling full.
After moving his body, Zhao Yuanbai really felt the power of strengthening his body.
“Zhao Yuanbai would like to thank this uncle.”
Zhao Yuanbai handed over to the tea shed owner and thanked him for the bowl of water and for interceding.
The owner of the tea shed waved his hands and sighed helplessly:
"You have hands and feet, and you are so tall. What can you do?"
"If you can find a decent job and don't have to go around begging for food and drink, you will be repaying my favor."
Zhao Yuanbai didn't explain much and put the water bowl on the table nearby. , and went straight to the vicinity of the county government office.
Of course, Zhao Yuanbai had no intention of rushing into the county office and killing Qinglan Magistrate Sun Bingcai.
As the saying goes, food must be eaten one bite at a time, and things must be done step by step.
Zhao Yuanbai was going to kill the official who kicked and injured the little girl first.
Then we will investigate the whereabouts of the group of thieves who were behind the attack, kill them, and then formally deal with the final culprit Sun Bingcai.
After eating a steamed bun, Zhao Yuanbai recovered a lot of strength and soon arrived outside the county government office.
Before he came, he had already asked people about the appearance and name of the official who kicked the little girl seriously.
So you don’t have to worry about finding the wrong person.
The only problem is that if an assassin wants to assassinate someone, he must have a handy weapon.
What a dagger that can be quenched to seal the throat with blood and become extremely poisonous, a magic weapon that cuts iron like mud.
At the very least, you must have a weapon that can kill people.
But Zhao Yuanbai was empty-handed at this time, and some of the spells and martial arts he learned in Qishalu were useless.
After much thought, Zhao Yuanbai decisively chose the most common weapon.
I picked up a brick from a broken yard not far away, weighed it, and nodded with satisfaction.
Wrap it up with a piece of rag and carry it behind your back.
Looks like a travel-worn pedestrian.
Arriving at the gate of the county government office, Zhao Yuanbai adjusted his walking posture.
With four steps, we arrived at the gate of the county government office.
The officials who were originally guarding the Yamen subconsciously wanted to drive away the embarrassed Zhao Yuanbai.
But when they looked at each other a few more times, they couldn't help but look at each other.
Without him, Zhao Yuanbai actually exudes the style of a noble family master from top to bottom.
This style can be seen in the way you walk, the way you look at people, and the expression on your face.
Especially because of the huge gap between ordinary people and wealthy families in this world, ordinary people rarely even have the opportunity to have close contact with wealthy young men, and naturally have no chance to learn their speech and behavior.
Zhao Yuanbai's temperament was the most obvious evidence in the eyes of these officials.
"Are you..." several people asked hesitantly.
I am afraid that Zhao Yuanbai is some kind of young master in trouble, or that he has a great background.
Zhao Yuanbai coughed dryly, cleared his throat, and then said with a smile:
“I have something to discuss with Wang Ning and Wang Chaoyi in detail.”
“Don’t ask about my specific identity. , it’s troublesome to ask.”
Looking at that conversation and behavior, several people finally stopped being confused and hurriedly went to the county government office to call Wang Ning out.
Wang Ning walked out of the county government office and looked at the elegant Zhao Yuanbai with a puzzled expression. He couldn't figure out what happened for a while.
"Prince Wang, I have been looking up to you for a long time. I have something important to discuss with you in detail. Can you please take a step to speak?"
Wang Ning is not suspicious. If this person is just pretending to be someone to deliberately tease him, then naturally he will not Let the other party leave the county office safely.
About six or seven steps away from the county government gate, Zhao Yuanbai suddenly asked:
"Did you kick a little girl yesterday?"
"Huh? What does that person have to do with you?" Wang Ning's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help asking warily.
Seeing the other party's expression, Zhao Yuanbai naturally knew that he had found the wrong person.
Before he finished speaking, a brick was suddenly thrown towards the other person's head.
The other party was caught off guard and was immediately opened by a brick. Blood was flowing from his forehead. Wang Ning himself was also dizzy and spinning.
Standing swaying on the spot, I can't stand firm.
(End of this chapter)