Fisherman Fubao made his fortune by fishing

Chapter 184: Mazu Appears Again

Faced with such a bizarre scene, several yamen runners were also panicked. They were all present when Zhang Bao's body was collected last time. The body was blown to pieces and was charred black. If there had not been people from the gambling house present at the time and knew that it was Zhang Bao, they would not have recognized who he was.

"Boom!" Then several more thunders exploded not far away.

As the saying goes, if you don't do anything wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door.

The villagers all knelt down and kowtowed to thank Goddess Mazu, but the yamen runners were terrified and frightened.

"Clang!" The sword in the hand of a timid yamen runner fell to the ground.

"Boss, let's go first! This Fushui Village is very weird."

He was afraid that the thunder would strike them in the next second and blow them into the same fate as Zhang Bao.

"go!"

The leading yamen runner gave the Li family a vicious look, then turned and ran away.

One of the horses was broken and another ran away, so they had to share one horse.

The horses were obviously frightened. After they untied the reins, they snorted nervously and were very uncooperative.

When they were fleeing, one of the yamen runners was thrown off his horse. He fell badly, but did not dare to stop. He struggled to climb back on the horse and ran away.

A villager looked at the injured horse under the tree and said, "Village chief, what should we do with this horse?"

The village chief thought for a moment and said, "Tie it to a tree and use some wood ash to stop the bleeding. It's up to it whether it can survive or not. This is an official horse and is registered with the county government. Don't try to take it."

The villagers also knew the importance of the matter. Originally, they were in the right. If they touched the official horse, wouldn't that be giving people an excuse to punish them?

Li Erlang, who was hiding in the dark, breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, everyone's attention was not on him, so he was not discovered.

Cai Junyi looked at the oil paper bag in Li Erlang's hand in shock, "How did this thing attract the thunder? Could it be that a master drew a talisman?"

But Confucius does not speak of strange and supernatural things. Are there really ghosts in this world?

Li Erlang opened the remaining oil paper bag, poured the flour back into the bag, and then put the oil paper in the stove and burned it.

"There is no sky mine at all, it's a dust bomb."

"Dust bomb?" Cai Junyi couldn't believe it. This had overturned his understanding of the past decade.

Li Erlang recalled Li Yuer's words. If this thing was used by people with bad intentions, the consequences would be disastrous, so he should not tell outsiders.

Li Erlang simply replied with a few perfunctory words, but Cai Junyi was very interested, but did not continue to ask.

The bailiffs had already left, and Cai Junyi quickly moved away the debris and released Li Meir and Guo Qingran from the cellar.

Li Meier asked worriedly, "Is everyone okay?"

Cai Junyi briefly told the two of them what had just happened.

At this time, Old Man Li and the others gathered in the main room.

Seeing that Li Meir and the others were fine, I finally felt relieved.

The atmosphere was very depressing for a while, and everyone looked unhappy.

Zhao said, "It's getting late, and everyone must be hungry. Mei'er, Qingran, you two can help me and let's make a simple meal."

After they left, Mr. Cai said, "What are you going to do next? It's no longer safe for Mei'er to stay in Fushui Village. They may take action tomorrow at the earliest."

Old man Li frowned and said nothing, but his eyes were determined. It seemed that he would definitely not give up his granddaughter.

Old Mrs. Cai said helplessly: "No, let's leave Huihai County tonight."

"It's difficult." Cai Chengping said, "If we take a carriage, the yamen runners will find us quickly. If we take a boat, it's still possible, but in winter, the wind and waves are strong, and it's very dangerous to sail on the sea."

Li Laosan said angrily: "We can't just watch Mei'er being abused by the beast! No matter how difficult it is, we have to try. I am willing to take Mei'er and escape from the sea."

Li Yuer shook her head, "It won't work. If you two escape, our whole family will be implicated. As long as they spread the word that we have been arrested and thrown into prison, can you be so cruel as not to come back? Then won't we all be killed together?"

Li Laosan was silent.

Li Lao Er said: "How about we all escape together as a family?"

Li Laoda also said: "As long as our family is together, we can go anywhere."

Li Yuer shook his head again and said, "Do you have a pass? Without a pass, you are an illegal resident and can only hide in the mountains and forests. If the traffickers find out, they will definitely find ways to catch us and sell us. This is a last resort and we can't choose it unless it is a last resort."

After hearing what Li Yuer said, everyone looked depressed, like trapped animals with nowhere to go.

Li Yuer asked Li Erlang to take out the Kongming lantern he had made earlier, "This is a flying lantern. We need it to create momentum tonight."

Everyone looked at the huge lantern that was half a person's height. The head of the Dragon King was majestic and sacred, as if it could really protect them from the disaster.

Not long after the yamen runners escaped from Fushui Village, they found the lost horse on the road back to the city and rode it back.

In the county government office, Wu Yanei was forcing a yamen runner to bring back the "Dragon King's Bride". The words "A Clear Mirror Hangs High" were hanging above their heads. At this moment, it seemed like a joke.

The woman refused to obey and was beaten all over by Wu Yanei.

When he has had enough fun, he will just throw the person to his subordinates to play with.

Wen Huaizhang was reporting the matter to Wei County Magistrate. Wei County Magistrate had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a short beard and a square face, and looked quite righteous.

"We can't stop this. You should collect the evidence and keep it as ironclad evidence to impeach Wu Liangcai and his son in the future."

Now, more than half of the power and manpower of the county government have fallen into the hands of Magistrate Wu and his son. Many yamen runners followed them in corruption and abducting women. County Magistrate Wei only had a few yamen runners with conscience who were unwilling to go along with them, including Captain Zhong Yi. At this moment, he couldn't save anyone even if he wanted to.

Wen Huaizhang felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, so he boldly asked, "Sir, do the father and son of County Magistrate Wu have connections above them?"

County Magistrate Wei said nothing, but just nodded with a gloomy face.

"I'm afraid this matter can't shake their foundation."

Wen Huaizhang's pupils shrank and he was horrified. Wu Liangcai and his son were corrupt, disregarded human lives, abducted women, and harmed countless people. What kind of force could guarantee that they could remain safe and sound despite such behavior?

Although he was just a young student, he studied the books of sages for more than ten years. Once he entered the public service, he did not expect to face such a dark officialdom.

At this moment, he even planned to resign and go home.

Wei County Magistrate said cryptically: "Just wait a little longer. Someone will take care of them sooner or later. They won't last long. It's a pity for those people who died unjustly. I hope that when their injustice is redressed in the future, they can be reincarnated into a good family."

Wen Huaizhang lowered his head and wrote quickly, recording the household registration of the women captured by County Magistrate Wu and the inhuman torture they had suffered. Every stroke seemed to be filled with the blood, tears and resentment of the dead.

After recording, he put the papers on the candle to heat them. When they dried quickly, he rolled them into a strip, carefully stuffed them into the brush holder, and then sealed it.

In the corner of the bookcase, in an inconspicuous position, there are many brushes inserted in the pen holder.