Chapter 229 (Banxia Novel Exclusive)

People come to Jinshan either to climb the mountain or to visit the general's tomb. Because the general was worried about someone taking advantage of the situation to make money, he insisted on not building a temple. So the people built a small hut to protect the tombstone from wind and rain. If the weather suddenly turns bad, the worshippers can wait in the hut for the sky to clear up.

The companions of the rumormonger had originally planned to pay homage to the general's tomb. After all, a bright future was very attractive to them. However, they were stopped by Shopkeeper Mei not long after they went up the mountain. One of them thought this was a bad omen and gave up the worship and went down the mountain on the spot. Most of the others saw that Shopkeeper Mei had no intention of affecting others, so they left the rumormonger father and son behind without hesitation and continued to climb the mountain, preparing to act accordingly after paying homage.

This day was a peaceful one for most, but for the old man and his son, the rumormonger, it was a day of retribution. Shopkeeper Mei, adhering to the principle of immediate revenge, led the players up the mountain the day after the rumormongering, catching the two men unawares. Had she not received the news so late, she would have intended to attack them last night.

Shopkeeper Mei: Bastards tend to embellish their memories and forget the harm they've done to others. If you want to teach them a lesson, you have to strike them down hard when they're hurting you. This prevents them from feigning innocence and playing dumb when you punish them later. Not only will revenge be ineffective, but it'll also make you feel disgusted.

Players continued to attack the rumor-mongering father and son. Some of the natives in the pavilion listened to the noise, while others took notes, preparing to pick out some words to remember and use in future arguments with others.

Most of the rumormongers had already left, leaving only a handful who lingered for various reasons. They worried about getting into trouble if they abandoned the father and son, but also didn't want to stand alongside them and be scolded. So, they simply sat outside the pavilion, under the mocking gazes of the crowd, and ordered a cup of tea, pretending to be spectators.

Among the players, the most eloquent was undoubtedly the old lady. She had spent the longest time in the other world, and since she wasn't even old enough to be busy raising a family, she often studied the cultural allusions of that other world in her free time. When she lectured the rumormongering father and son, her words were sharp, citing various classics. The two felt deeply aggrieved, but could only acknowledge their lesson. The old lady's method of teaching was clever, allowing the father and son to understand without openly admitting they were being scolded, as that would implicitly acknowledge their own judgment.

After she finished speaking, the old lady was supported by several respectful natives as they hurried to sit in the pavilion. These parents, eager for their children to succeed, were impressed by the old lady's talent and character and wanted her to teach their children. Good mentors and helpful friends are rare, and when you finally find one, you must seize it!

Come to think of it, Shopkeeper Mei’s facial features seem to be somewhat similar to that of this old lady… Bei Qiao turned his head and looked towards the pavilion: Fortunately, I wore a cone hat, the sun is a bit strong today.

As the sun rose higher, some of the natives, though reluctant to part with the gossip, left, looking back every few steps. On their way out, they were still exchanging study notes. It wasn't long before the names of the father and son would be replaced by those of the rumormongering father and son.

The natives, having negotiated a lesson with the elder, returned to the mountain to collect their tuition. In the pavilion, besides the old woman and a few others who insisted on watching the gossip, there was only one woman, who had just come down the mountain with her children. Seeing a seat open inside, the companions sitting outside hurried inside to enjoy the cool air, wiping their sunburned faces with their sleeves. Having just witnessed the old woman's stern manner, they were still a little intimidated. Although they lived a rather arrogant life, they were still afraid of the strict elders in their families, and by extension, anyone with a similar temperament.

The rumormongers' companions, who had gone to the mountain to pay respects to the general's tomb, had already returned with the others. As they passed the pavilion, they exchanged glances with the rumormongers. Although he didn't know what these people were planning, Shopkeeper Mei remained on high alert, intending to withdraw while he could to avoid further trouble.

"If you don't leave now, you might not be able to leave later." The old lady shook her head gently: He is so old, but he is still so worrying.

"Ah, what are you talking about, old man?"

"Ah, it's okay. I'm just a little worried that these two might become desperate."

Different players had different personalities and styles of cursing. Initially, the players' curses were relatively mild, but as the rumormongering father and son's various excuses infuriated Shopkeeper Mei and the players, their blood pressures soared. The players' subsequent attacks escalated, and even the players ahead of Bei Qiao were so angry that they started swearing.

The rumormongering father and son had intended to pretend to leave by making a few excuses, and then make a few provocative remarks to get the other party to force them to stay, so as to avoid being seen to be stalling for time. However, they did not expect that each player's mouth was more powerful than the other. After being scolded, the father and son really got angry, causing the quarrel to escalate again and finally turned into a swearing contest.

Hearing such foul language, the rumormongering father and son sitting in the pavilion quietly retreated to a corner, fearing the player's temper would get out of control and take their displeasure with them. A local man with a child, who had just come down from the mountain and was sitting across from them, glanced at them nonchalantly and bought a candied haws from the player and thrust it into his daughter's hand.

"There's a child." Shopkeeper Mei noticed that there was a little girl with pigtails in the pavilion looking out curiously, and quickly signaled Bei Qiao who was standing behind to stop the player in front by covering his mouth: Revenge is revenge, but you can't lead the child astray.

"Yeah." Bei Qiao nodded, and under the surprised gaze of Shopkeeper Mei, he turned and walked into the pavilion. When the little girl looked up, he smiled and stretched out his hands to her, nodding to the little girl's parents: "Hello, can I cover your ears?"

Shopkeeper Mei: “No, uh…” It seems like there’s nothing wrong with doing this?

"Ha, it's okay. What's there to be afraid of if you say a few dirty words? My sister can say dirty words herself." The little girl's mother stretched out her arms and hugged the little girl in her arms: "Watch more, learn more, so that you won't be easily scared when you encounter something in the future." She doesn't care how other people raise their children. Anyway, she thinks it's not a bad thing for children to see everything under the protection of their parents. After all, bad guys will not show mercy to children just because they are young and ignorant.

"Okay, we were too nervous." Shopkeeper Mei smiled and said: Since the parents said so, let it go.

"Hey, it's okay, I'm used to it. Who says my sister is so well-behaved?" The little girl's mother waved her hands cheerfully: "This child has been very likable since she was young. There were even some boys at the banquet who were clamoring to help her block the wine! Hey, they didn't even think about the fact that I'm watching them. Who would dare to feed my sister alcohol without having any eyes?" Oh, in a few years, I have to let my sister practice her alcohol tolerance. I can't let her get drunk by bad guys outside.

Since the little girl wasn't worried about hearing bad language, the player didn't hesitate, unleashing all his knowledge on the spot to lash out at the rumormongering father and son. Some of the insults were so intense that the natives in the pavilion gritted their teeth while trying to remember: These words aren't meant to be spoken publicly, but... they're incredibly exciting to hear!

Seeing that this player's situation wasn't going to end anytime soon, Bei Qiao said hello to Shopkeeper Mei and went to appease the impatient Huihui, Honghong, and Baibai. As she reached the carriage, she vaguely heard something and quickly jumped onto the roof to look down the mountain.

The father and son who spread the rumor were scolded until their faces turned red and their necks became thick. However, at this moment, they suddenly showed a strange smile. At the same time, their companions in the pavilion also became restless.

Shopkeeper Mei felt something was amiss, and the other players noticed as well. They decisively pinned down the player who was trying to continue the argument and prepared to move to another position. Just then, the sound of chaotic footsteps and loud shouting could be heard from the bottom of the mountain.

"Are you planning to take action?" The old lady sitting in the pavilion stood up and looked down the mountain: "You are underestimating us." The fourth disaster did not shake the other world, but it was not because the players could not do it.

"Are you planning to do it on Jinshan?" Seeing the rumormongering father and son showing smug expressions and preparing to hit someone, the natives in the pavilion stood up with bad expressions: This is Jinshan!

"What? Not many people will know anyway, so stay out of my business!" The rumormonger rolled up his sleeves with a sly grin. "As long as no one saw me, I won't admit it. Who would know I did it here?" The rumormongers, father and son, had only moved here a few months ago. They had no respect for Jinshan and looked down on women. They also had no idea what Jinshan and General Jin meant to Sijin County.

"Why are you cursing at me? Come on, if you've got the guts!" A player who hadn't finished cursing was pulled over by the others and angrily kicked the air: "Why do you think I'm still alive with such a foul mouth? Of course it's because I'm a good fighter and I can take a beating! Come on, if you dare!"

"Don't worry, we can take care of you single-handedly." The rumormonger sneered and joined his friends who had returned with farm tools. "If you kneel down and kowtow to me right now, I can give you a lighter beating."

"you……"

"Alright, take a break." Shopkeeper Mei pushed the player behind him and said, "This incident started because of me. How can I let you stand in my way?"

"What are you talking about? Many hands make light work. We can't kill them alone, but if we go up in a group, we can definitely take care of them!"

"That's right! I've beaten all the bandits, so they're no different!"

"You guys..." Faced with the players' strong support and uncompromising attitude, Shopkeeper Mei was moved and was about to speak when he suddenly felt something extra in his hand. He looked down and found it was a shiny iron shovel.

Bei Qiao, who had kindly provided farm tools, adjusted his cone hat, which was nearly fluttering in the wind, and shrugged innocently: "If I said I just wanted to come to the mountains to loosen the soil for the flowers and plants..."

"Oh! Loosening the soil is good, it's really great!" Shopkeeper Mei tightly gripped the iron hoe and showed his white teeth to the rumor-mongering man: It's so good that even my fear of lack of strength is cured!