The Republic of China Conspiracy Records

Chapter 70 Congratulations to the Groom (9)

After I had dinner with the patriarch, the two of them looked at each other speechlessly, and had nothing to say, so they had to go back to their rooms to sleep.Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, I was awakened by a howling wolf.The howling of wolves was long and long, as if there was an indescribable sadness in the voice to be conveyed to the night.I put on my clothes and got up and walked out of the room, and came to the eaves, only to see a bright moon hanging in the middle of the sky, and the mountains in the distance were undulating, but I couldn't see where the howling of wolves came from.

Manshanyuehui looked colder and colder amidst the howling of wolves, which made me get goosebumps all over my body.I tightened my clothes and was about to return to the room when the patriarch came out with his clothes on, looked into the distance and sighed: "This is the bitch who came back to cry for its master after knowing that Siyuan is dead!"

I was stunned, and then suddenly realized, no wonder the wolves all over the mountain were howling, it turned out to be caused by the bitch, and then some tears filled my eyes.The bitch misses the old master so much, it really didn't cost Yang Siyuan to raise it.The patriarch and I listened to howling wolves for a while under the eaves, exchanged a few words of emotion, and then went back to our rooms to sleep.

Not long after falling asleep, the howling of wolves hadn't stopped, and someone was sharpening a knife again.Originally, the sound of sharpening the knife was not too loud, and it might not be heard at all during the day, but the mountain village at night is so quiet that insects dare not talk about their thoughts in the middle of the night, for fear of being overheard. It got into my ear exactly, and my gums itched a while after hearing it.

Along with the sound of sharpening the knife, there was also a desolate voice.Someone was singing an out-of-tune folk song while sharpening a knife, repeatedly roaring in a low voice:

"Second Master Guan, you blushed,
With the Guan knife in hand,
Don't forget etiquette, righteousness and shame,

The ancient heroic spirit passed on the name.

Out of filial piety and into fraternity, the original surname is Yang,
Work together to resist tigers and wolves,
Whoever dares to break his heart,
Don't blame the mountain chopping in your hands..."

By the time I got to the end, I could already recognize that it was Yang Siwei's voice, and I didn't know what kind of folk song it was.But at this moment, the singing seems to have its own soul, floating in the sky above the village, entangled in people's ears like a lonely ghost.

I was horrified by the singing. I thought that someone in the village would intervene, but who knew that the people in the village seemed to have never heard of it, and even the patriarch did not show up.I had no choice but to comfort myself with the quilt covering my ears. Luckily, it wasn’t ghosts crying behind howling wolves. Although it was almost the same, it finally gave me some courage, otherwise I would have to be scared to death in this small mountain village. .

But even though I wasn't scared to death, the tossing and tossing of the night almost exhausted me to death.Yang Siwei yelled all night without feeling dry mouthed, but I was so out of my mind that I only fell asleep in a daze at dawn.I didn't sleep well for several nights in a row, and when I woke up the next day, everyone's eyes were red, as if I had a deep hatred with everyone in the world.

After getting up and washing up, I sat opposite the patriarch to have breakfast, and I almost dipped my head into the rice soup.The patriarch didn't seem to have slept well and was listless.The two of us were sitting and worshiping each other, when Yang Sizhao rushed in again, panting as soon as he came in, "Patriarch, Siwei is gone."

I haven't heard any good news from him in the past few days. I glanced at him and thought that this person must be a crow, right?

The patriarch stood up when he heard the words, presumably he was thinking about Yang Siwei in his heart, but he paused, and then said: "He also knows that the village can't accommodate him, so it's better to leave, so as not to stay here in Xiaoyang Village s face!"

Yang Sizhao opened his mouth, but stopped talking.The patriarch glared at him: "Speak up if you have something to say."

"He...he left that stack of silver coins at the door of Siyuan's house." Yang Sizhao said, licking his lips.

Yang Siwei left Xiaoyang Village, but he didn't take away the silver coins that Hu Xiaoshan gave him.The patriarch looked better, and hummed: "Finally, I still know some shame."

"Patriarch, you...you should go to the gate of Siyuan to have a look." Yang Sizhao stammered.

The patriarch saw that his expression was different, and he didn't know what he was up to, but he couldn't eat anymore, so he followed Yang Sizhao, and I naturally followed them.When they arrived at Yang Siyuan's gate, the stack of silver coins was standing there, stacked unevenly, as if a small person was kneeling there.

The silver coins were slashed by someone, and the whole stack was split in the middle, but it did not fall apart. It can be seen that the person who did the slashing knife slashed out with hatred, and the force was fast and fierce.When I saw this stack of cracked silver coins, my heart skipped a beat. Yang Siwei slashed the knife with hatred, why did he leave Xiaoyang Village so quietly?
The patriarch also changed his color a little: "Did he really leave the village?"

"It's not like." Yang Sizhao hesitated, "We all think that he... might have gone to Hushan."

In this situation, it really seemed that Yang Siwei went to Hushan to seek revenge from Huxiaoshan.The patriarch trembled imperceptibly when he heard the words, and suddenly turned around and left.Yang Sizhao asked him from behind: "Where is the patriarch going?"

The patriarch said without looking back: "I'm going to Hushan, you don't want to follow me." He was afraid that if there were too many people going, there would be a bigger conflict with Hushan.If he went alone, the worst result would be that he couldn't bring Yang Siwei back.

Yang Sizhao was in a hurry when he heard the words, and I hurriedly said, "You don't want to go, I will go with the patriarch. This matter is Hushan's fault, the two of us went to reason, and a group of you went to provoke."

"Then everything is up to you, sir." Yang Sizhao said hastily.

I nodded to him, then rushed up and stood shoulder to shoulder with the patriarch.The patriarch let out a long sigh, and was not in the mood to talk to me, he just said, "Mr. Thank you for your hard work."

I shook my head and didn't speak.We hurried all the way in silence. Although we were hurrying, it was almost noon when we arrived at Hushan. The bandits guarding the cottage seemed a little overjoyed when they saw us, and hurriedly said: "You are here. Hurry up and take him back."

As soon as I heard that Yang Siwei was really in Hushan, I hurriedly followed the bandit into the square of the cottage with the patriarch.Yang Siwei was lying on the square, holding his machete in his hand, covered in blood, Hu Xiaoshan was standing not far in front of him, and dozens of bandits stood around them.

Yang Siwei was gasping for breath, he seemed to be on the verge of death, his appearance was indescribably miserable, but he still tried his best to crawl on the ground, intending to go over to chop Tiger Hill.He stood up staggeringly, he couldn't even hold the knife steadily, but he still staggered and rushed towards Hu Xiaoshan.With a flash of Hu Xiaoshan's body, he immediately fell to the ground again.

Seeing this, the patriarch and I hurriedly pushed through the crowd to his side, trying to help him up, but failed.Yang Siwei glanced at the patriarch with bloody eyes, and said vaguely: "Clan... Patriarch, you are here? Siwei has shamed Xiaoyang Village, I... I will get my face back..."

The patriarch's nose was sour when he heard the words, he almost shed tears, and said repeatedly: "My good boy, you have recovered Xiaoyang Village's face. Let's go home... The patriarch will take you home."

Yang Siwei murmured: "Go home? I can't go back, patriarch, I'm sorry brother Siyuan, I'm sorry sister Xiuping, I'm ashamed to go back to Xiaoyang Village."

He said in a low voice, he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he laughed loudly again, coughing again and again.I helped the patriarch to lift him up, and patted his back with my hands.After Yang Siwei stood up, he spat out blood and said to Hu Xiaoshan, "I can't avenge brother Siyuan, but it can... a bitch can, hahaha... You forced its master to death. Hu Xiaoshan, the God of the Mountain The mount will come back for you!"

He turned his head and looked around at the bandits around him, and said loudly: "You all heard that, the howling of wolves last night, it was the bitch who came back to cry for his master."

Probably the Erdang family also told the story of the bitch to the people in Hushan, so the bandits also showed panic when they heard Yang Siwei's words.Because what happened to the bitch was so similar to what happened to the mountain god's mount hundreds of years ago, everyone was whispering and discussing.

Hu Xiaoshan glanced at Yang Siwei indifferently, his eyes were cold.I yelled badly, thinking that he was going to kill Yang Siwei, but who knew that he just glanced at Yang Siwei and said to the patriarch: "Take him back."

Seeing that I had guessed wrong, I breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly helped Yang Siwei go out together with the patriarch.Yang Siwei was seriously injured and couldn't walk, and the patriarch was old, so after leaving the village, I had to carry him for a while.Fortunately, they met Yang Sizhao and others on the way, and they carried him back to Xiaoyang Village in turn.

After returning to the village, the patriarch thanked me solemnly. For some reason, he kept saying that I owe Xiaoyang Village a great favor. He said a few words politely.Yang Siwei was seriously injured. After the patriarch said a few words to me, he was ready to take him out of the mountain for medical treatment.

It was almost dusk now, and it would be dark soon, but he couldn't wait for a moment.I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, no wonder Yang Sizhao and the others respected the patriarch so much. Although he said he was harsh to the villagers, he actually cared for them.

Since I didn't bring any baggage with me on the trip to Hushan just now, I naturally didn't send the letter, so I planned to stay in Xiaoyang Village.After the patriarch learned about it, he ordered Yang Sizhao to entertain me, and then called a few young men to carry Yang Siwei on the bed, took dry food, and went out of the mountain immediately.

Yang Sizhao and I sent them out of the village, then returned to Yang Sizhao's home, helped him make dinner, and felt deeply moved by what happened to Yang Siwei while we were doing it.After today's incident, everyone in Xiaoyang Village naturally changed their opinion of Yang Siwei greatly. After suffering such a big crime, he was finally accepted by Xiaoyang Village again. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel happy for him.

During dinner, I casually asked Yang Sizhao: "The patriarch told me that Xiaoyang Village doesn't know the legend about the mountain god's mount, but there is a statue of the mountain god riding a dog as big as the Hushan hall. You have been with Hushan for so many years, and you have never seen it. Haven't you seen it?"

"Hi," Yang Sizhao stuffed a mouthful of vegetables, "No one in Xiaoyang Village has ever entered the hall of Hushan. It was passed down from our ancestors, and we didn't have close contacts with bandits, so we went to Hushan to finish our work. Just go, never stay longer."

Many good families have such a rule not to make friends with gangsters, so I didn't ask any more questions after hearing it.After dinner, God sank his face to see off the guests for the host, and it got dark.Because the patriarch's house had already laid out my mattress, and my baggage was also there, so before leaving, the patriarch told me to stay at his house, and Yang Sizhao prepared to send me there.

I thanked him and told him not to worry about me. Anyway, people in the mountains don’t close their doors at night. I just push the door and go in when I get to the patriarch’s house.Yang Sizhao didn't insist either, and sent me out of the hospital, telling me to be careful when walking at night.Standing outside the courtyard, I suddenly saw the firewood room, and said to him with a smile, "Hurry up and feed the dog, the dog doesn't say a word, be careful it's hungry."

As soon as the words were finished, a low growl suddenly came from the firewood room, as if the dog was in a state of extreme mania.I thought of its cold eyes, and my heart skipped a beat.Yang Sizhao hurriedly said: "Sir, don't be alarmed, this beast hasn't eaten since yesterday, so it has become a bit violent, but it can't get out."

I was taken aback, and couldn't help but look at him more.When he told me about this dog two days ago, he clearly regarded it as a member of the family with deep affection, but he has not fed it for two days. How can he treat family members like this?However, although I was a little doubtful, I didn't show it. Instead, I thanked him again, and then walked back to the patriarch's house.

(End of this chapter)