The Magnificent Son-in-law Chapter 962 962: An Overlooked Point

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

These three days weren't long, but so things did happen.

First, Little Fragrant Bead still hasn't laid any eggs, spending every day snuggled with the rooster that Tie Wa brought back, looking like a "newlywed couple."

However, Xiao Feng wasn't too anxious about it.

According to the book, it usually takes five to seven days for eggs that can hatch chicks to be laid.

There's nothing to be done about it, except to wait patiently and let Little Fragrant Bead eat and excrete more to increase the manure production.

Over at Feng Hua Xue Yue, things seed to have cald down; Ma Zing, to show weakness, directly converted his shop into a jewelry store, withdrawing from the competition.

This was a rather smart move because, in open competition, he clearly couldn't compete, and using underhanded thods wasn't an option anymore, so switching to selling sothing else early was the best choice.

As for Xiao Feng, he successfully completed the chanical design map for their small courtyard, with all the self-made materials ready, and now they just had to wait for the factory to deliver the rest so they could officially start work.

At this mont, the sky had fully brightened, and a ray of golden light appeared in the east. If you looked at it for too long, you'd feel a stinging pain in your eyes.

Du Qingyue stepped out the door, saw Xiao Feng sitting alone in the courtyard, and walked over to ask, "What are you thinking about?"

"I overlooked sothing," Xiao Feng replied calmly.

"Oh?" Du Qingyue asked with interest, "What is it?"

Xiao Feng's expression turned slightly serious as he said, "Gu Shi might not be as simple as I originally thought."

Du Qingyue looked at his expression, her brows furrowing slightly as well: "Why do you say that?"

"Do you rember when Gu Shi ca to visit, he ntioned that the drum in Shihan's hand is called the 'Calamity Drum,' and said we didn't know its true purpose."

"Yes, I rember," Du Qingyue nodded slowly, then a light glead in her eyes as she suddenly realized, "You an... Gu Shi might not actually be from that village?"

"Exactly!" Xiao Feng stroked his chin thoughtfully, "If Gu Shi were just an ordinary farr, how could he imdiately recognize the drum in Shihan's hand?"

Du Qingyue was silent for a mont before speaking, "This only ans we overlooked a detail, but the general direction is still correct.

Gu Shi seeks to take revenge on the descendants of that village, and we also need to find those descendants from back then.

Through them, we can locate Gu Shi and eliminate the danger before he recovers to his peak.

Whether Gu Shi had been an influential figure or a reclusive genius before being buried is not important.

Isn't that right?"

Xiao Feng chuckled, "Right, whether he's an influential figure or a reclusive genius, once we wipe him out, he's just a dead... uh, it seems like he's already dead, just still able to breathe and speak."

"..." Du Qingyue.

To breathe and speak, can that still be called dead?

Xiao Feng tapped the armchair lightly, reflecting on why he had been careless, largely feeling it was due to the influence of Jiao Yuhang's story.

As a result, after Gu Shi appeared, he assud Gu Shi was a fellow villager.

But the Dry Bone Stake requires a living person, regardless of where they're from; even burying a blonde foreigner would make no difference.

However, this is ultimately an objective factor, and one cannot ignore the issues within oneself.

Just as he was thinking, his phone on the table rang.

Xiao Feng picked it up and saw it was his disciple calling.

"Is there a result from the investigation?" Skipping any pleasantries, Xiao Feng got straight to the point.

Di Junxiong responded, "Yes, based on the clues you provided, Master, we found out that a hundred years ago, the area around Wild Lake was called 'Hou Xiao Zhuang Village,' which had many people with the surna Zhou, but none with the surna Gu."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng exchanged a look with Du Qingyue beside him, both silently thinking: Indeed, Gu Shi was not from that village.

"Go on."

Di Junxiong continued, "Our current investigation shows that all those who personally experienced the drought in Hou Xiao Zhuang Village had passed away.

The longest-lived was a hundred and three years old, and they died two days ago at noon."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but curse inwardly; the timing was just too coincidental!

Of course, at a hundred and three years old, it was hard to say if they could have provided any useful information.

In any case, the deceased are gone, and we now have to start with the living.

Di Junxiong continued, "We found the children of the elder who died two days ago; they had heard about so things about the drought year from the elder, but not everything.

As for the elder's grandchildren, they've never heard of such a thing."

This is understandable; after all, besides historians, most people only recount events from, at most, a few decades ago.

It's rare to hear anyone constantly talking about how things were a hundred years ago.

"Continue investigating people from Hou Xiao Zhuang Village, find a way to give them a sense of crisis, and notify the police as soon as they notice anything unusual," Xiao Feng said.

But he knew these words were basically empty talk.

Because, with Gu Shi's power, by the ti these people notice sothing, it would be too late to call the police.

Unless each person is assigned two policen for 24-hour protection, which is clearly unrealistic.

The reason Xiao Feng said this was to gamble on a slim chance.

After hanging up, Zhao Guo'an, standing by the window of the front yard, called Xiao Feng and Du Qingyue over to eat.

Due to the need to set up the chanism, Xiao Feng had transferred the cooking and training area to the front yard overnight.

Now in the entire courtyard, aside from Little Fragrant Bead's castle, there were only the "cent" in the cent pond remaining.

"Didn't get any sleep last night, did you, old man?" Seeing Sun Shijie with panda eyes and yawning nonstop, Xiao Feng couldn't help but joke.

Sun Shijie's face imdiately turned sour, "What do you think?"

"It's a bit tough, but without hardship, there's no sweetness," Xiao Feng said, clearly standing and talking without feeling the pain, "I rember you once said that you could keep up with the speed I sell the pills."

"If you'd told beforehand that we'd be making them by the tens of thousands a day, I'd never have agreed to partner with you."

"Don't worry, this is only temporary," Xiao Feng laughed, "The beginning is always tough; the market has just opened up, so hardship and loss are inevitable.

Once we raise prices later and limit purchases, we'll make plenty of money, and you won't have to work so hard."

"I hope so," Sun Shijie was clearly skeptical.

He's confident in his own pills, but he never imagined there'd be so many wealthy people with, let's say, inadequate abilities.

During breakfast, Xiao Feng announced to everyone, "Training is canceled this morning."

"Great, are we going to catch chickens again?" Old Ha imdiately perked up, and the others had similar expressions, all filled with anticipation.