Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law Chapter 42: Searching the Village

"Master Xiong, Master Xiong..."

A little brother ca running in flustered, and all the hall masters and Yang Wei in the living room looked at him.

Yang Wei raised an eyebrow and slamd his hand on the table: "How many tis have I told you, call him Gang Leader."

The little brother who ran in was out of breath, speaking a bit disjointedly: "Gang... Gang Leader, sothing bad has happened. The people who went to find Brother Hu found their bodies on the road, and from the scene, it appears the money box and horses are missing. We... we’ve been robbed and murdered."

As soon as these words ca out, the living room was in an uproar.

Yang Wei stood up fiercely, and the faces of the seven sub-branch hall masters below also changed dramatically.

In Pingting County, soone dared to kill Qinghe Gang’s people and even dared to rob Qinghe Gang’s money.

This is simply the audacity of eating a bear’s heart and a leopard’s gall.

A hall master in charge of the town’s gambling business said, "Who did this?"

"Subordinate... doesn’t know, the snow was too heavy." The little brother said.

"Investigate, send out all your people, even if you have to turn both Pingting and Qingtian counties upside down, find out the truth for ." Yang Wei said coldly, although there was not a trace of anger on his face, those who knew him knew that the Gang Leader was truly enraged.

A sub-branch master had been killed.

The money box and horses had been stolen.

This is equivalent to soone shitting on Qinghe Gang’s head, if this is not clarified, Qinghe Gang would not survive in the two counties.

"Master Xiong, what about the governnt office?" asked a fat hall master in charge of the city’s at business.

"I’ll take care of the governnt office, they won’t interfere. Even if we have to dig three feet deep, we must find the murderer." Yang Wei said.

After all, most of Qinghe Gang’s inco flows into the pockets of those officials, and since Chen Hu was killed, their interests were hard as well, so naturally, they wouldn’t intervene.

"Yes."

"Yes."

...

Fu Ze Village.

Chen Family.

The two were nestled together, Chen Mo looked at the slight grievance on Han Anniang’s face and whispered in her ear, "Sister-in-law, I really didn’t lie to you."

Han Anniang gently pinched Chen Mo’s waist, pouting and saying, "Uncle, although I haven’t been to school, I’m not stupid, that thing... again... again..., how could it beautify and nourish, Uncle is just making fun of ..."

As she spoke, Han Anniang’s voice got smaller and smaller, her face turning red.

Chen Mo caressed Han Anniang’s face, coughing lightly, and actively shifted the topic, "I didn’t expect this turtle to be so nourishing."

He glanced at the system panel.

[Na: Chen Mo.]

[Age: 16.]

[Cultivation Technique: Blood Nourishing Technique (Small Success 418.1/500).]

[Realm: Refining Skin (Ninth Grade).]

[Power: 40.]

[Skills: Demon-breaking Saber Technique (Interdiate 77309/200000).]

Apart from what Han Anniang ate, nine-tenths of the entire Purple Sun Turtle was consud by him, not even leaving the soup.

His Blood Nourishing Technique experience directly soared over four hundred.

On average, each pound added ten points of experience.

This is terrifying.

It’s simply ten tis that of ordinary at.

Perhaps, it also had sothing to do with the fact that the Purple Sun Turtle had been dead for less than half an hour.

With this, at most in five days, he could break through to the eighth grade.

"And yet you still ate so much at once..." Han Anniang looked up at Chen Mo, her expression sowhat wistful, it had really been a hard ti for her earlier, her cheeks...

Chen Mo held Han Anniang’s face, not knowing if it’s because lovers see beauty in each other, but he truly found his sister-in-law’s skin to be a lot better, smooth and tender.

Chen Mo lowered his head, intending to taste a bit of her lips, but thinking of sothing, he very calmly kissed Han Anniang on the forehead, saying, "It’s getting colder and colder, before the spring cos, I won’t go out much, I’ll stay ho and keep sister-in-law company."

Han Anniang let the young man be affectionate, although a bit "tired", she liked the ntal and physical massage from Chen Mo, after a while, she took Chen Mo’s hand, jokingly said, "Uncle, in two days it will be New Year, do you want dumplings, tomorrow I will get the dumpling skins ready."

"Aren’t I eating dumplings every day..."

Chen Mo almost said this out loud and said, "Sure, just so the little fish and shrimp in the barrel can be used as stuffing."

In this world, there’s no Spring Festival, only New Year’s Day, and there’s a custom of visiting each other during this ti, every household also likes to prepare new year supplies.

But in the past two years, everyone’s life hasn’t been good, last year’s New Year was all kept simple.

Although the village still visits each other, there are no longer banquets, just tea as a substitute.

Of course, it’s not good tea, it’s brewed from a kind of vine leaf from the mountains, bitter, but it has the effect of clearing heat and detoxifying.

"By the way, sister-in-law, is there any wine in the house?"

Chen Mo suddenly rembered that he hadn’t tasted the wine of this world yet.

Han Anniang shook her head, then said, "Before I married into Fu Ze Village, I used to make so sour wine every year, which tasted pretty good, but these two years grain has been precious, I almost forgot the taste."

Hearing this, Chen Mo’s eyes lit up.

Sour wine, also called rice wine, sweet wine.

When I was young, I saw my grandfather brew it, it tasted pretty good, and compared to distilled liquor, the brewing thod of sour wine is much simpler.

If he rembers correctly, it only requires glutinous rice and distiller’s yeast.

"Sister-in-law, don’t be afraid to consu the grain, I’ll go to the town tomorrow to buy so glutinous rice and distiller’s yeast, and we’ll make sour wine."

Chen Mo hugged Han Anniang’s plump waist.

"Uncle..." Han Anniang kissed Chen Mo on her own.

"..."

Chen Mo’s eyes suddenly widened.

...

But plans can’t keep up with changes.

In the morning, Chen Mo and Han Anniang were having breakfast.

Han Anniang recently started eating more lightly, unlike Chen Mo. If she ate at and fish every day, her body wouldn’t take it.

Chen Mo was eating fish and drinking fish soup.

Just as Chen Mo was enjoying his Blood Nourishing Technique experience slowly increasing bit by bit.

"Brother Mo, sothing bad happened..."

Zhang River hurriedly ran into the courtyard.

The n’s eting, Han Anniang was about to leave, but hearing the words ’sothing bad happened’, she didn’t go.

Chen Mo glanced at Han Anniang, then said, "What’s going on?"

Zhang River understood, saying: "Brother Mo, the Qinghe Gang people have entered the village, searching in the houses, it’s unknown what they’re looking for; my house was overturned."

The damned bastards even wanted to search my wife’s body, I gave them all my remaining money at ho to stop them."

Zhang River’s expression was one of anger.

Chen Mo was slightly startled.

Although he had long guessed that with such a big event happening, Qinghe Gang would definitely not let it slide, he didn’t expect them to act so quickly, coming to Fu Ze Village to search today.

And they searched so blatantly.

Obviously, they were using this as an excuse to extort everywhere.

He had seen Zhang River’s wife, not particularly good-looking, but her skin was whiter than the average village woman.

He glanced at Han Anniang, then walked to the stove, grabbed so ash, and sared it on Han Anniang’s face.