After the old man's explanation, Lin Feng finally understood the cause and effect of the matter. It was just that he didn't agree with the old man's method of handling the matter. What era was it now? There was actually such a thing as sinking into a pond?
"Aren't you guys being too hasty? Drowning into the pond is a very harsh punishment. Aren't you the Wu family's eldest son who attracted many foreign customers because of the delicious sesame seed cakes?”
Westerners were always very democratic and open-minded. When they wore bikinis on the streets, no one would say anything immoral. Instead, they would express their understanding of beauty.
When he first saw XiangYan in the West, he was still very shocked. However, as time passed, he felt relieved. He had seen so many long, fair legs every day, and he was a little tired of it. His eyes hurt, his back hurt, and there was no place in his body that didn't hurt.
Why was it that in China, people would be drowned if they had an affair? If that was the case, then wouldn't the nobles in the West who were proud of it treat drowning as a game? It would be an insult if they did not sink 70 to 80 times a day.
"This warrior might not know, but since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, our Wu Jia Village has been known as a chastity village. If you don't believe me, look at the dozens of ancient chastity archways at the entrance of our village.”The old man surnamed Wu bowed respectfully towards the north. His murky eyes revealed a kind of worship, and he instantly looked younger by more than ten years.
The surrounding crowd was also filled with pride. Only the man and woman in disheveled clothes looked panicked. The two of them struggled with all their might, but no matter how hard they struggled, it was all in vain. This was because the angry crowd was throwing rotten eggs, rotten cabbages, and the like at them.
Some of them were even covering their noses. They didn't know where a shovel of cow dung came from, but it fell directly on the head of the pig-headed man. Some of them even went through the pig-headed man's nostrils and were inhaled by the pig-headed man. That hateful long face instantly turned from white to green, and then to purple, as if a big dye house had been opened.
"Our village is famous for its chastity. If people find out that our Zhuang Yizi has done such an immoral thing, it will have serious consequences for our reputation.”The old man named Wu blew his beard and stared at Qin Shui.
"Don't be angry. I'm just passing by. You guys can do whatever you want. It has nothing to do with me anyway. Old man, out of sight, out of mind.”
Lin Feng lifted the Bloodblade with a single hand and turned to leave. What kind of people were these? He was merely curious in his heart, hence he came over to take a look. He didn't expect that such an unpleasant thing would happen. They actually dared to threaten him.
"If those old friends knew that I was actually threatened, I wonder if they would laugh their heads off.”
"Hmph, I'm very unhappy today, and the consequences are very serious. Didn't you want to drown? I won't let you have your way. I want to save people. I'll anger you to death. The Qing Dynasty is almost over, and you're still so feudal.”
Lin Feng turned his head and glared at the old man who was commanding the crowd, feeling extremely unhappy in his heart.
"But there's one thing that's very tricky. What if I get struck by lightning again? He had done too many heaven-defying things over the years, and they were all recorded by the heavens.”
Unless he could find a way to solve the problem without doing it himself, he would not cause trouble. To put it simply, it was to find a scapegoat.
" When will the bright moon appear? I'll ask the blue sky with my wine…Pin 'er…Pin' er…"
A burp with a strong smell of alcohol drifted into Lin Feng's nose along with a cold winter wind. It went along his nose and circled around Qin Shui's stomach before floating out again.
"…Pin 'er…I didn't expect that I couldn't even smell the wine…Burp…However, I still found a scapegoat. It's you…Burp…"
Lin Feng leisurely walked towards the source of the smell of alcohol. The bloodblade in his hand danced because of his movements, slowly forming a thin layer of faint red blood around him.
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