Chapter 421

Li Biao carried the bone-picking sharp knife and approached Yin Yin Wenjiao in the corner step by step.

He stuck out his tongue to lick his lips, his eyes full of lewd and evil colors.

Chen Chen Guangrui stood in place; he looked down at his rough hands, feeling the bandit strength belonging to Liu Hong in his body.

This body had licked blood from the knife for many years, and the muscles contained explosive power.

"Big brother, I'll go first." Li Biao shouted without looking back, reaching out to grab Yin Yin Wenjiao's clothes.

Yin Yin Wenjiao retreated in terror, her back hitting the cabin wall, with nowhere to hide.

At this time, Chen Chen Guangrui took a step forward; he held the thick-backed broadsword tightly with both hands and raised it high.

Without the slightest hesitation, the miserable fate Su Chen showed flashed in Chen Chen Guangrui's mind, and the anger in his chest erupted.

He exerted force from his waist, the muscles in his arms bulged, and the broadsword slashed down with a whistle of wind.

Pfft!

The blade cut through skin and flesh, deeply embedded in Li Biao's right shoulder blade.

"Ah!" Li Biao let out a shrill scream.

He turned his head abruptly, his eyes wide open, staring fixedly at Chen Chen Guangrui.

"Big brother... you..." Li Biao was full of disbelief.

He couldn't figure out why his big brother, who called him brother on weekdays, would suddenly kill him.

Could it be to swallow this woman alone?

Chen Chen Guangrui was expressionless; he raised his right foot and kicked Li Biao's waist hard, borrowing force to pull out the broadsword.

As the knife was pulled out, blood sprayed out, splashing on Chen Chen Guangrui's face.

Li Biao stumbled to the ground; he covered his shoulder, wanting to crawl up.

Chen Chen Guangrui stepped forward, his wrist flipped, and the broadsword swung horizontally.

The blade wiped across Li Biao's neck; Li Biao's throat was cut open, he covered his neck tightly with both hands, blood gushed out from between his fingers, he twitched on the ground a few times, and completely stopped moving.

Until the moment of death, his wide-open eyes still remained with astonishment and unwillingness.

Yin Yin Wenjiao held her head with both hands and let out a shrill scream.

She looked at "Liu Hong," who was covered in blood, her delicate body trembling violently.

Chen Chen Guangrui lowered the knife, the tip of the knife dripping with blood.

He looked at his wife huddled in the corner, his heart aching like a knife.

He really wanted to throw away the knife, walk over to hug her, and tell her the truth.

But he couldn't; he knew that as long as he opened his mouth, those gods and Buddhas monitoring from the sky would notice.

Daoist Master Yichen's plan to deceive the heavens would fall short.

Chen Chen Guangrui bent down, grabbed the collar of Li Biao's corpse, and dragged it out of the cabin.

The river wind whistled; Chen Chen Guangrui walked to the side of the boat, his arms exerted force, and he threw Li Biao's corpse into the Hong River.

The water splashed, and the corpse was instantly swallowed by the undercurrent.

He turned back to the cabin, followed the same method, and threw the corpse of the servant who had been killed into the river.

Finally, he walked to the corpse of "Chen Chen Guangrui" wearing the green official uniform.

This was the real Liu Hong, just changed in appearance by Su Chen's magic power.

Chen Chen Guangrui looked at his own face on the ground and took a deep breath.

He grabbed the collar of the corpse, dragged it out of the cabin, and threw it into the surging river water.

Only Yin Yin Wenjiao was left in the cabin; she took advantage of the gap when Chen Chen Guangrui was throwing the corpse, stood up, and hit the cabin wall with her head.

Chen Chen Guangrui was quick-eyed and fast-handed, grabbed her arm, and pulled her back.

"Let me go! You villain! Kill me!" Yin Yin Wenjiao struggled desperately, her fists hitting Chen Chen Guangrui's hard chest.

Chen Chen Guangrui endured the heartache, tore off a few strips of cloth, and tied Yin Yin Wenjiao's hands behind her back to the wooden pillar in two or three strokes.

"Want to die? Not that easy." Chen Chen Guangrui's throat made Liu Hong's rough voice.

Yin Yin Wenjiao was disheveled, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

"You killed my husband, I won't let you go even as a ghost!"

Chen Chen Guangrui turned around and stopped looking at her.

He strode out of the cabin and closed the wooden door behind him.

The strong wind roared on the river; Chen Chen Guangrui walked to the stern and held the oar.

He faced the wind and rain, shaking hard, and the large boat moved forward with difficulty in the river water.

He raised his head, letting the cold rain hit his face.

He knew that from now on, he was the villain Liu Hong.

He had to carry the hatred and live on.

At the bottom of the Hong River, the undercurrent was surging.

A patrolling yaksha held a steel fork and patrolled among the water plants.

He saw a black shadow sinking from above.

The yaksha swam closer and saw that it was a corpse wearing a green official uniform, with a fatal knife wound on his chest.

The yaksha did not dare to delay, immediately lifted the corpse, and swam toward the Crystal Palace at the bottom of the river.

Inside the Crystal Palace, the night-shining pearls emitted a gentle light.

The Long Wang of the Hong River sat on the throne.

The yaksha placed the corpse in the center of the main hall. "Great King, I found a mortal corpse at the bottom of the river. Looking at the clothing, it is a court official."

The Long Wang of the Hong River walked down from the throne and came to the corpse.

He looked closely, his face changed greatly.

"Benefactor!" The Long Wang exclaimed in shock.

Yesterday at the Wanhua Shop market town, he was captured by a fisherman because of his greed.

It was this scholar wearing a green official uniform who paid to buy him and put him into the Hong River.

The Long Wang squatted down, carefully examined the corpse, and the knife wound piercing the heart was flat and neat.

"Murder for money!" The Long Wang stood up, his eyes full of anger.

"How could such a person who does good and accumulates virtue die miserably at the hands of evil people?" The Long Wang paced back and forth in the main hall.

He stopped, turned his head to look at Prime Minister Turtle.

"Quickly go to the treasury and take my Fixed-Face Pearl!"

Prime Minister Turtle took the order and left, soon returning holding a pearl emitting cold air.

The Long Wang personally pried open "Chen Chen Guangrui's" mouth and put the Fixed-Face Pearl into it.

The pearl entered the throat, and the corpse's pale face actually seemed to restore a bit of vitality, and the physical body no longer rotted.

"Yaksha, you quickly go to the local Chenghuangmiao and inquire about the whereabouts of the benefactor's soul. You must bring it back to the Dragon Palace." The Long Wang ordered loudly.

The yaksha took the order and left.

Half an hour later, the yaksha returned to the Crystal Palace and knelt on the ground.

"Great King, there is no soul-arresting record of this adult on the Chenghuangmiao's documents. I searched the river surface again and did not see any trace of his soul."

The Long Wang frowned, then sighed.

"The physical body died violently, and the soul has nowhere to rely. The benefactor must have turned into a lonely ghost, not knowing where he drifted."

The Long Wang pointed to the side hall of the main hall.

"Place the benefactor's physical body in the crystal coffin. Take good care of it. If there is a chance in the future, I must find the benefactor's soul and repay the kindness of saving my life."

Several water tribes stepped forward, carefully lifted the corpse, and walked toward the side hall.

The sky broke, and the wind and rain stopped.

The large boat docked, Chen Chen Guangrui put down the oar and pushed open the cabin door.

Inside the cabin, Yin Yin Wenjiao leaned against the wooden pillar.

Her eyes were empty, her face like dead ash.

Chen Chen Guangrui walked over and untied the cloth strips on her hands.

As soon as the rope was untied, Yin Yin Wenjiao pulled off the silver hairpin on her head and stabbed it toward her throat without hesitation.

Chen Chen Guangrui had been prepared, reached out his right hand, grabbed her wrist, squeezed hard, and the silver hairpin fell onto the wooden board.

"You are pregnant." Chen Chen Guangrui said coldly.

Yin Yin Wenjiao was stunned. She stopped struggling and stared blankly at the "villain" in front of her.

"If you die, the child in your belly will also die."

Chen Chen Guangrui knew he had to arouse Yin Yin Wenjiao's desire to live.

Yin Yin Wenjiao subconsciously touched her flat lower abdomen.

Her period had indeed been delayed recently, but she had been rushing for days and hadn't thought about it carefully.

Being pointed out at this moment, a strong maternal instinct rose in her heart.

This was the only flesh and blood left by Chen Chen Guangrui.

"I advise you to live well."

Chen Chen Guangrui picked up the silver hairpin on the ground and threw it into the river.

He turned and walked off the large boat, leading out the date-red horse and the carriage.

Yin Yin Wenjiao covered her face and cried bitterly.

She cried heartbreakingly; for the sake of the child in her belly, she bit her lip and gave up the idea of seeking death.

She stood up, tidied her messy clothes, and walked off the boat with a staggering gait.

Chen Chen Guangrui led the horse, and Yin Yin Wenjiao sat in the carriage.

The two followed the official road and marched toward Jiangzhou.

A few days later, the city gate of Jiangzhou was in sight.

Chen Chen Guangrui rode on the horse, looking at the towering city wall, and touched the official credentials in his arms.

Entering Jiangzhou City, he went straight to the government office of the Magistrate.

The Vice-Magistrate of Jiangzhou led a group of government office runners to welcome him outside the gate.

Chen Chen Guangrui dismounted, took out the imperial decree and official credentials from his arms, and handed them to the Vice-Magistrate.

The Vice-Magistrate took them with both hands, checked them carefully, the seal was correct, and the documents were compliant.

"Subordinate greets the Magistrate!" The Vice-Magistrate bowed, and the group of government office runners behind him knelt down in unison.

Chen Chen Guangrui nodded slightly, stepped into the government office, passed through the courtyard, and arrived at the main hall.

He changed into the prepared green official uniform, put on the black gauze cap, walked behind the public desk in the center of the main hall, turned around, and sat down.

The gavel lay quietly on the desk; Chen Chen Guangrui reached out, grasped the gavel, and slammed it down heavily.

Slap!

The crisp sound echoed in the main hall.

Chen Chen Guangrui raised his head, his gaze crossing the eaves of the main hall, looking at the blue sky.

He made a vow in his heart that he must protect his wife and children in this Jiangzhou City and shatter the calculations of the gods and Buddhas.

Above the nine heavens, deep in the clouds.

The Golden-Headed Head Jiedi and Silver-Headed Head Jiedi stood on the clouds, looking down at the Jiangzhou government office.

"Chen Chen Guangrui is dead, Liu Hong has taken his place." The Golden-Headed Head Jiedi's tone was flat.

"Yin Yin Wenjiao is enduring humiliation to survive, Silver-Headed Head Jiedi, you watch here, I will go to report to the Bodhisattva."