He felt disgusted even after uttering that address. "This... in the dead of night... with knives and axes drawn... I wonder... what kind of rules does your village have?"
His gaze swept over the gleaming weapons outside the courtyard. "We... just wanted to stay the night, exchange some food and water tomorrow morning and then set off... I wonder... where we offended Brother Weng and all the villagers?"
He emphasized the terms "lodging" and "exchanging food and water" in an attempt to bring the situation back to the appearance of a "normal" transaction.
These words were like a pebble thrown into stagnant water.
The people from Wengjia Village outside the courtyard also breathed a sigh of relief, their tense muscles relaxing slightly.
It's always better to talk than to do.
Old Man Weng's facial muscles twitched a few times, and a fierce look surged in his eyes, but in the end he managed to force out a "smile" that was more like a grimace, his voice hoarse, "Brother Chen, look at what you're saying! How could I have offended you?"
He gestured around with the back of his knife, "Brothers... we're just worried that in the dead of night, wolves or... or some unclean thing might disturb your peace. Come on... keep watch! After all... this is the territory of the Mountain God!" He tried to describe the encirclement as "protection."
He then changed the subject, his tone becoming "concerned," even tinged with "grievance," "As for the knives and axes... we heard you suddenly crying and shouting, making too much noise, and we were afraid something might happen! The brothers were anxious, so they grabbed their weapons and came over! It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"
He glanced into the courtyard. "Look, everything's fine here, isn't it?"
The people in the courtyard were so angry at this blatant lie that they almost vomited blood!
But they dared not say it out loud.
"Then everyone can go home and get some rest... We'll get the food and water mixed up and leave tomorrow! No delays at all!"
"yes!"
"You guys go back first, nothing's wrong with us!"
Old Man Weng and the others stood there blankly, as if they hadn't heard these words.
Seeing this, Village Chief Chen knew things couldn't end well. He immediately raised his hand to suppress the commotion behind him, raising his voice with a desperate, resolute tone: "Brother Weng! We'd be grateful for your shelter tonight! We... scrape together some silver... just hoping for peace! You 'guards' have worked hard too..."
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