Is there another chapter, Chapter 1275?

Does donkey dung taste good?

Song Chunxue's smile didn't reach her eyes, and her voice was cold.

She stood with her hands behind her back, looking down at the people on the ground.

"You...you're the fifth son of the Song family...what are you doing here? What do you want?"

Song Chunxue looked him over in a disheveled and aged manner, and said calmly, "What do you think?"

"You, you, you..." He quickly knelt on the ground, spitting out the donkey dung in his mouth. "Pfft, pfft, pfft... I knew you would come looking for me, so I'll kneel down and beg you, okay..."

The next moment, Song Chunxue stuffed two more donkey droppings into his mouth.

His hands were bound with peach branches.

Worrying, Wuyou rushed out and slammed his sword hilt into his forehead repeatedly.

"You still dare to speak? You know what happened back then, so don't keep talking about it. You think you're the only one with a mouth? Since you remember, then prepare to die!"

As she spoke, Wuyou turned around, "Pfft! Pfft!"

Three consecutive slashes, all avoiding fatal points, each drawing blood.

This commotion was so unexpected that Song Chunxue stopped him, "Don't be in such a hurry, what will I do if you stab me to death?"

Wuyou said irritably, "His tongue should be cut off and his fingers chopped off."

Song Chunxue suddenly laughed, "Why are you in such a hurry? Are you angry?"

Wuyou didn't say anything, but angrily stabbed the person, but the stabs weren't deep, only causing superficial wounds.

"Why are you still picking up donkey dung? It's so dirty. Just poke it into the latrine." Wuyou's voice was unusually tinged with exasperation.

Song Chunxue felt a warmth in her heart. "Wuyou, actually, seeing how badly he's doing, I'm not so vengeful anymore."

"Aww!"

The next moment, Wuyou pierced his palm directly. "Are you still angry? Let's go. What's the point of talking to this kind of scum?"

"Okay, let's go." Song Chunxue ignored the person on the ground and followed Wuyou back to her own courtyard.

She knew that Wuyou was becoming more and more humane; he was grieving for her.

Seeing that person's face, she felt only disgust and there was no need to continue the entanglement.

If Wuyou hadn't had the money to stop the bleeding after those few stabs, he wouldn't have lived much longer.

Let him be.

Song Chunxue wanted to ask how Wuyou knew.

Won't all her secrets be exposed from now on?

"Go cultivate, I'm going for a walk outside." Wuyou seemed unwilling to talk to her and turned to leave.

"Wait, don't stab him to death. First, it's unnecessary, and second, he seemed to have fainted from fright. If you stab him to death, it will be my fault."

“People like him die and that’s it, but their families will suffer from hunger and cold because of it. Let him live a little longer so that he can earn more money for his family,” Song Chunxue said. “Actually, some people suffer when they live a long time. Their children will not treat them well in the future, so they will suffer the consequences of their own actions.”

Wuyou snorted, "I would never kill him. According to you, we should give him a pill, otherwise what if he really dies after eating donkey dung?"

As he spoke, Wuyou moved closer to her and said, "Give me a pill."

Song Chunxue was generous and gave him a pill to strengthen his body and replenish his vital energy, which would allow him to serve his son as a beast of burden for at least another ten years.

If I remember correctly, that man's son often complained that he didn't do his job well, his wife ran away with someone else, and his son hated him.

When his son heard about his father's past, he felt that his father was so shameful and disgraceful that he would never be able to hold his head up high again.

Therefore, although they are a family, they never eat together.

That person could only work desperately and save money, hoping that when he got old, he could remember his father's diligence and give him a proper burial...

Later, it seems that the person lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) unattended and starved to death.

By the time others discovered it, flies had laid eggs in the bedsores, and worms were crawling inside the flesh.

It's just that I didn't see it with my own eyes.

What Song Chunxue remembered most was the man's appearance when he was young. Seeing his hunched and weathered figure today, she would no longer hold a grudge against his past experiences.

At least, she ran away.

"Are you still sad?" Wuyou floated in the air, a pill lying on it, before leaving, she asked this question.

"How could that be? From now on, he's the one who should be upset. His hand was pierced, and his son and daughter-in-law will be scolding him."

Wuyou's tone then changed, "Then I'll be right back!"

Song Chunxue picked up a large broom and swept the yard outside, gathering the fallen leaves in one place. She planned to send some things to her older sisters in a few days.

My second sister's 49th-day memorial service is coming soon, so she should cut more paper money.

"Woof woof woof!"

Suddenly, the dog ran towards the gate of the yard, wagging its tail as it ran.

"Knock knock knock".

No need to guess, everyone knows it's my senior.

"Squeak~"

Song Chunxue put down the broom and went to open the door, where she saw her senior brother standing outside.

“You’re home.” Zhang Chengxuan stepped into the yard. “Why didn’t you come to find us? I thought you would be curious and want to know what that thing is.”

“But I know you’ll definitely come back and tell me,” Song Chunxue said in a low voice, “What is it?”

"Let's go inside and talk." Zhang Chengxuan looked around. "Is there something watching you around here?"

"You felt it?"

"Really?" Zhang Chengxuan raised his hand and set up a barrier. "Have you recently encountered someone with ill intentions?"

Song Chunxue told the story of the willow tree spirit.

"That's good. If it's true, it means that person isn't someone to be feared, and isn't really mysterious. I haven't noticed you having any trouble lately either." Zhang Chengxuan held out his hand. "Do you still have that thing?"

"Is an empty basket worth much money?"

"It is a top-grade spirit stone, which is very beneficial to cultivation. Ordinary people have never seen it before, and even my master has only seen a few."

Song Chunxue wasn't surprised. "Did you share it with my apprentice?"