Before the crucian carp could be delivered to Black Mule's wife, trouble struck at Black Mule's house.

"Damo, you're back just in time. Your brother told you to come back quickly and go straight to Heimozi's house, something big has happened."

Cuixi was standing at the doorway of the courtyard, peering in the direction of Heimulazi's house, tiptoeing and listening with her ears pricked.

Seeing Damo and Yang Ruqing enter, she immediately rushed over, a glimmer of light appearing in her dim eyes.

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Da Mo frowned, "What happened?"

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Cuixi said: "That black mule still took advantage of his daughter-in-law being asleep and stole the girl out to get rid of her."

“His daughter-in-law couldn't bear it and died from hitting her head.”

"What?" Damu's eyes widened in surprise.

The fish in Yang Ruoheng's hand also fell to the ground.

Heizi swore last night in front of the village head, Laomo, and several others, including Ge Dandan.

He wouldn't throw away that girl; it was Toba Ling who forced him to make that promise.

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Moreover, Tuoba Ling also said that if Hei Mulazi was truly unwilling to raise the child, he was willing to take him away and find a good home for him.

The black mule is agreed upon, how come this... That's his own flesh and blood!

Yang Ruoqing didn't know what to say. Even a tiger doesn't eat its own child, but this foolish black donkey isn't even as good as an animal!

“Oh, that's nothing,” Cui Xi’s voice rang out again.

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Women all over the world, almost all of them like gossip, it's just that their interest in it varies.

Cui Xi's gossip fire was also ignited at this moment.

“Boss Ling got angry and rushed to the Black Mule’s house and killed him!”

"Ah?" Big Mo was so startled that his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Yang Ruqing, after a brief moment of astonishment, returned to her calm. After all, a tiger is still a tiger.

The death of the black stallion was self-inflicted. Who could blame him for going back on his word to Tubaba Ling?

He's the war god of Great Liao, a figure like a Shura. Don't think because he's disguised as a merchant, buying peanuts for a penny a pound, that you can take him for a fool.

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That's completely wrong!

To kill the black mule, this is the true personality of Tuo Ba Ling.

Icy coldness from within.

"Boss Ling killed Black Mule. Now all of Black Mule's relatives from his family have gone there, saying they want to kill Boss Ling for revenge on Black Mule." Cuixi's voice sounded again.

"Your elder brother and third younger brother have gone too, Damia. You should hurry over as well. My elder brother won't let me go, saying I must stay home to look after things." Cuixi urged again.

...He killed someone...

Da Mo's legs were shaking uncontrollably, she could barely stand.

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Yang Ruqing supported the old mill: "You'd better not go, just stay at home. I'll go and have a look."

Dai Mo took several deep breaths to steady himself.

The two of them ran together toward the Black Mule's house.

In the courtyard, Cuixi picked up the carp on the ground and was so excited.

Although Xiao Tang's arrival means one more mouth to feed and one more set of dishes to wash,

But this kid eats hare or carp every day, which isn't bad. He gets to eat meat every day.

Cuixi, carrying a big carp, excitedly returned to the kitchen. She planned to cook a big pot of fish soup for lunch, treating herself well.

When Yang Ruqing and Da Mo arrived, the entrance to Heimaoluzi's house was blocked solid.

In a small mountain village of about ten households, almost all the men, young and old, came out.

irrespective of age, whether young or old, strong or weak, everyone was clutching something in their hands.

Shovel, hoe, pole, stick, plow...

Each and every one of them looked menacing, like they were about to go head-to-head with a rival gang, knives in hand, ready to charge at the sound of a bugle call. They were prepared to unleash a scene of bloodshed.

"My God, how did this happen?!"

Da Mo cried out in surprise, seeing Yang Ruoqing walking quickly ahead of him. He hurriedly chased after her and grabbed her arm.

"What's up?" Yang Ruqing asked him.

"Little Tang, I see that the villagers are all angry. You're from an outside village, and I'm worried that if you go now, you might get caught up in this. It's best if you don't go. I'll go myself to see what's going on."

Yang Ruqing was startled and looked up at the crowd in front of her.

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These villagers now had red eyes, surrounding Tuoba Ling and his servant in the middle.

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Some are yelling, some are cursing, some are saying cruel words.

“The black stallion threw his daughter away to better the family, for the prosperity of our entire village.”

“His daughter-in-law couldn't bear it and ran into a wall, that woman is so clueless and foolish.”

"Deserved it. Dead fools don't even deserve to be mourned, they just bring bad luck to our village."

“You killed the black mule, and what right do you have? You hateful outsider, just because you have a few stinking pennies, you think you can meddle in other people's business?”

“He’s such a busybody, he might be having an affair with the black mule's wife...”

"Be bold, you are not allowed to touch my master in the dark!"

Tuoba Ling and his servant kept silent until a villager said that sentence, Tuoba Ling's attendant could no longer hold back and shouted.

It wasn't a problem if he didn't drink, but once he did, it stirred up the anger of everyone present.

"Mind your own business, or you'll pay with your life!"

Everyone was shouting.

The black mule's cries were one after another, heart-wrenching.

“This villager was brought back by Ge Dading, Ge Dading, come out here!”

Ge Dading was trying to blend in with the crowd, but he was still pulled out.

You shove me, and Ge Dadaan is squeezed in the middle begging for mercy while carefully acting like a grandson.

"Hey guys, don't blame me. I had no idea he was such a killer! I just brought back a businessman to bring us some benefits, you know? I meant well..."

"Whatever you guys decide to do, I, Ge Dandan, won't say a word. I stand with all of you. We are all from the same village, born and raised here..."

Ge Dading unceremoniously sold Tuoba Ling.

"Don't blame me, folks. I can't give you an answer. Find Old Millstone, he's the headman. If you want to kill or cut anyone up, go find Old Millstone..."

Ge Dading struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, and then everyone's eyes fell on Lao Mo.

“Lao Mo, you're the village headman. Give an order! Kill this outsider! Let him pay for Hei Luzi’s life!”

The old grinder looked up, his gaze fixed on the angry faces of the villagers before him.

Looking somber, Tuoba Ling was just drinking and eating rabbit meat with him last night.

...and again I heard the heart-wrenching cries of the mule woman coming from the house behind me...

The old mill was caught in a state of extreme conflict and contradiction.

“Now now everyone, calm down. There are laws of the country and rules within a household,” Old Mo said.

“I am a village headman, not an official. I don't have the authority to give orders like that. We need to report this to the authorities...”

"Report to the authorities? You're delusional, Lao Mo. Matters here in the deep mountains and old forests are none of the emperor's business!"

Someone in the village immediately interrupted Lao Mo's words.

“Lao Mo, you were the one we put forward as the village headman. It's not good to turn your elbows outwards, is it?”

“No matter the old mill, we kill this outsider, kill him, kill him...”

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