Chapter 57: You're Using This to Test Me

Fortunately, Yi Zhonghai knew quite a few capable people.

The reason Yi Zhonghai was spurned by so many people was not primarily because he embezzled the Zhao Family subsidies.

It was that although Yi Zhonghai was the godson of Kameda Meiko, he at least had some feelings for her, yet in prison, he actually reported the old woman who had already been sentenced to death.

Although the Deaf Old Lady certainly deserved to die.

But Yi Zhonghai's behavior made it impossible for everyone to tolerate him; it had already touched their moral bottom line!

Therefore, Old Yi and the First Aunt found a master together and spent a large sum of money to ask the master to think of a plan for them, at least one that would allow them to successfully return to the Siheyuan.

In a small alley not far from Xizhimen, the heavily disguised Yi Zhonghai was currently pouring tea for an old man with gray hair and a goatee.

"Master Wang, please take a look at how I can break this deadlock? Otherwise, if I go back, there's no telling if I'll be beaten to death by those commoners!" Yi Zhonghai asked with deep concern.

But Master Wang only gave Yi Zhonghai a shallow glance.

He lowered his head, coughed twice, and then feigned a stern voice: "Yi Zhonghai, you thing that sells out your mother for glory! You actually still have the face to come find me; don't you know I have always looked down on people like you?!"

"Get out of our house immediately! Even if I were to die, even if I jumped off the archway at Xizhimen, I wouldn't give you a single idea!"

Master Wang slapped the table fiercely and cursed with a look of hatred.

Yi Zhonghai was also full of embarrassment at this moment.

He then took a ten-yuan note out of his pocket, placed it respectfully in front of Master Wang, and said with a fawning smile: "Master, I understand what you mean. Please show some kindness and help me; in the next life, I will definitely have my godson work like an ox or a horse to repay you!"

But Master Wang only gave it a simple, brief glance.

However, his attitude had already shifted, and his voice became lower as he said: "You're using this to test me? Am I that unable to withstand a test? Please go back!"

Slap!

Another four ten-yuan notes were slapped onto the table.

"Hehe, Little Yi! I also understand that this matter is not your fault. Your reporting of Kameda Meiko is a great good deed for the country and the people!"

Master Wang gave Yi Zhonghai a thumbs up.

Seeing Master Wang's 360-degree change in attitude, he was not surprised at all, but inwardly sneered; what kind of self-righteous thing was this? He was just the same kind of trash as me, Yi Zhonghai.

On the surface, Yi Zhonghai remained respectful.

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai was so sensible, Master Wang stopped hiding things; after all, his business belonged to the gray market, and there was no telling when he might be rounded up by someone else.

"Since that is the case, this old man will cast a hexagram for you!"

Master Wang rummaged through a drawer for a while, then took out a Peach Wood Sword and a Bagua Disk made of bronze.

He began to mutter to himself right in front of Yi Zhonghai.

It looked quite convincing.

Until five minutes later, Master Wang put on a show of stopping and said: "Got it, there is a plan in the hexagram that can save you!"

"Lean your ear over first; this is a heavenly secret that cannot be leaked..."

Afterwards,

After hearing Master Wang's idea, Yi Zhonghai's eyes immediately lit up.

It truly was a brilliant idea!

Success lies with the Deaf Old Lady, and failure also lies with the Deaf Old Lady.

"Master, you are the rebirth of my parents, Yi Zhonghai. Great kindness cannot be repaid with words; this is a small token of my appreciation," Yi Zhonghai took out two more ten-yuan notes.

"Just these two? This plan of mine saved your life..."

Master Wang said, squinting his eyes.

At this moment, ten thousand grass-mud horses were galloping through Yi Zhonghai's heart.

This old thing really has a lion's mouth.

He wants to drain my blood dry!

Yi Zhonghai cursed inwardly, but with a fake smile, he pulled out three more ten-yuan notes.

Including the previous ones, that was already 100 yuan!

Even for Yi Zhonghai, taking out his entire savings was a bit hard to bear.

"The child is teachable," Master Wang shook his head and then casually dismissed Yi Zhonghai.

After leaving the house, the more Yi Zhonghai thought about it, the more something felt wrong, and the angrier he became. It was one thing for those commoners in the Siheyuan to bully him.

But this old thing with one foot in the grave also dared to extort him?

"Hoo..."

Yi Zhonghai squatted in the alley and smoked a cigarette with a dazed look in his eyes.

With the last puff of smoke inhaled into his lungs and then exhaled as a ring, Yi Zhonghai slowly stood up, turned around, and walked into the Xizhimen Police Station.

"I want to report anonymously: the old man Wang Dandanzi who lives in the innermost part of Kuchazi Hutong in Xizhimen is engaging in feudal superstition, and he has a complete set of equipment at home!"

"Don't ask who I am; I am just a good comrade who thinks of the people..."

Yi Zhonghai did a good deed without leaving his name. After reporting Master Wang, he quickly left the scene and began to implement his reputation restoration plan.

Not long after Yi Zhonghai left, Master Wang's house was quickly surrounded.

Master Wang, who was lying on the bed counting money, was startled by the warmth sent by Yi Zhonghai, and he was handcuffed and taken away along with the dog he kept.

To avoid the limelight, Yi Zhonghai did not dare to go home for several days and stayed in a bridge tunnel outside.

Until the day the Deaf Old Lady was to be executed by firing squad.

The Deaf Old Lady sat in a vehicle, her head exposed, her hair disheveled, her eyes dull, as she was being rushed to what had been Caishikou decades ago, which had now been converted into a shooting range.

"That old thing is here! Everyone, beat her! People like this really deserve to die!"

"She is simply an old piece of scum. I think shooting her 100 times wouldn't be enough. She should be ground to dust and scattered; I'd even find her dirty if used as fertilizer for the fields..."

All kinds of foul language were passed along, and some even threw rotten vegetable leaves into the prisoner

transport vehicle.

"You detestable things, how dare you lay a hand on me! I should have you all rounded up for experiments!"

The Deaf Old Lady shrieked at the sky at the top of her lungs.

At first, she had quite a bit of backbone, letting rotten vegetable leaves hit her without making a sound, but then someone who didn't have any leaves in their hands picked up a stone from the ground and—clatter! —smashed it right onto the Deaf Old Lady's head.

This blow nearly executed the Deaf Old Lady ahead of schedule.

"Men, young and old, beat her to death! This old thing truly deserves to die!"

Liu Haizhong shouted from within the crowd.

It immediately caused an uproar, and countless stones were hurled toward the old lady; she hadn't even walked half a mile before she was already covered in blood.

She passed out on the spot.

Meanwhile, Yi Zhonghai, having been too exhausted, only just woke up; he hurriedly prepared his white clothes and white hat, and—whoosh, whoosh—put them on.

He trotted all the way to the execution ground, and by this time the Deaf Old Lady had also been brought over; looking at the unconscious old lady, the executioner simply took a basin of cold water and—splash! —poured it all over her head.

"Kameda Meiko, do you have anything left to say now?" a comrade asked.

The old lady, having woken up, did not say a word.

She merely glared viciously around the circle, then her gaze landed on Zhao Gangzi, who was watching from afar, and she cursed: "Zhao Gangzi, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off!"

"Huh? Screw your mother."

"What the hell does this have to do with me?"

Zhao Gangzi cursed, then picked up a stone, channeled his strength, and flung it toward the old lady.