If the pig knew what was going to happen to him, he would never have swaggered around like that.
Isn't your own little world good enough? You have a harem of wives and concubines, and an endless supply of cassava and yams.
There's no going back in life. Leading the pig father and mother, they made it safely back to Zhao Family Village.
Zhao Qingyan's home is close to the foot of the mountain; to exaggerate, it's practically home once you get down the mountain.
The family made a point of coming in through the back door, so the front door remained locked.
After arriving home, they tied up the pig father and mother in the pen where the sheep had stayed before, and the mule they brought back stayed in its original den.
The journey had been tiring, and Huang's age was not as good as that of the younger generation. She urged her two granddaughters-in-law to quickly make noodles, and after the family finished eating, they washed up briefly and went to bed.
At the beginning of Hai hour, several dark figures appeared furtively at the front door of Zhao Qingyan's house.
The group first went to the Zhao family's gate to confirm that General Tie was still there, and then they began to climb the wall with confidence.
The Zhao family's courtyard wall was much higher than that of ordinary people, and it was made of stone, making it exceptionally sturdy.
Because no matter how a stone is cut and polished, there will inevitably be some protrusions and gaps at the joints, which gives thieves an opportunity to take advantage of it.
Climbing the wall became easier once it started.
However, climbing a two-and-a-half-meter-high wall with bare hands is not an easy task and requires a lot of physical strength.
These people chatted as they climbed.
Thief A: "Hey guys, what do you think Zhao Qianci's family members have been doing? We haven't seen them for so long."
Could this whole family have been wiped out?
Thief B: "What are you thinking? Even if your family is wiped out, his family can't possibly be wiped out."
Putting everything else aside, the incredible strength of that old woman Huang and her third son is something that ordinary people can't match.
Moreover, all the men in that family were skilled hunters; their massacre would inevitably cause a stir.
Thief C: "Hey, you all stop worrying. I don't want their whole family to be wiped out."
Think about it, their family was wiped out, I bet all their valuables were stolen.
Then all of us brothers have worked for nothing tonight.
Besides, we're all from Zhao Family Village, everyone knows each other's capabilities, and I've never heard of his family offending anyone.
So, what you're thinking is definitely all nonsense.
His family members are all skilled hunters. Do you think they might have gone hunting in the mountains together and all died there?
For example, you might run into a pack of wolves, be outnumbered, and die. Hahaha…”
The people inside had already heard the commotion.
"Is this guy out of his mind? He's really disrespecting our family. And the way he's making this up is quite convincing."
"Grandma, will they break your leg or your arm later?"
Qingling asked in a low voice.
Huang coldly uttered two words: "Broken leg."
Zhao Qingyan thought for a moment, "Grandma, leave it to me, I'll make sure they never forget it."
The thieves walked into the main room, laughing and joking.
The reason why the late king came to the main hall is simple: everyone knows that Zhao Qian resigned from his family because the Huang family was in charge.
Naturally, all the money would be kept in Huang's bedroom.
The main hall door serves as the passageway into Huang's bedroom.
The thief A moved quickly, grabbing the doorknob of the main room with his first hand, while excitedly beeping.
"Hey guys, if we make a lot of money today, let's go to Chunfeng Tower and have some fun later."
I've heard that Cui Ru, the young lady at Chunfeng Tower, is as beautiful as a fairy.
His voice was extremely lewd; you could practically hear him drooling.
He reached out and pulled on the door, but to his surprise, the door was pulled open in an instant.
"Hehe, has this old man Zhao lost his mind? His whole family went out without locking the door."
Don't they know about thieves?
Thief C: "Enough talk, hurry up and go inside. Search the place quickly; no one's been home at Old Zhao's house for ages."
There might be others who have the same idea as us.
"Then we'll get less benefit."
The petty thieves nodded in agreement and filed into the main room one by one.
The indoor lighting was darker than the outside lighting, so it was hard to see clearly when you first came in.
Thief B took out a tinderbox and gently blew on it to light it. He then took out a candle and lit it.
"See, I was more thorough than you thought," he said smugly.
A soft, grating sound rang out.
"That's very thoughtful. Are you here to visit me?"
The petty thieves were terrified and tried to run away, but the door had been locked sometime earlier.
The thief Ding pushed the door open while begging for mercy.
"Grandma Huang, please have mercy! We brothers were drunk and got lost, we're just heading out now..."
Please, sir, forgive my petty mistake and spare my life.
The sound rang out again, and it was hard to pinpoint the exact angle from which it came; it just felt like the sound was coming from all around.
“I’m not some kind of Grandma Huang, I’m a great-aunt.”
"Since we're already here, how can we leave without leaving something behind? Hahahaha..."
The voice was incredibly eerie, like that of a ghost.
The petty thieves, having realized what was happening,
"Ghost! Help!" They desperately rushed towards the door, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't open it.
The thief, who was holding a candle, had already dropped it on the ground in fright. He was terrified when he saw it earlier.
The sight of what was happening now was even more terrifying. He was lying on the ground, feeling like his legs weren't even his own anymore.
She cried her eyes out, tears streaming down her face.
It was his fault for lighting the candle first; after lighting it, he looked around but didn't see a single person.
But being able to hear sounds is the scariest part.
Therefore, he firmly believed that Zhao Qian's home was haunted.
"Grandma ghost, have mercy! I was just blinded by greed!"
I was just thinking of stealing something, and I'm sorry to have disturbed your peaceful meditation. I'll kowtow to you. I'll go to the temple to burn incense for you later.
Tomorrow I will go to burn incense and fulfill my vow for you, and I will also offer you a large pig's head as an offering.
Several petty thieves were crying and begging for their parents in the main room of the Zhao family's house.
Qingshan, who had taken a detour, had already gone to the village and invited Zhao Jinfeng and the villagers.
When everyone heard there was a thief, they were all alarmed and rushed towards Zhao Qianci's house.
The Zhao family's gate was wide open at this moment.
Zhao Qingyan was leaning against the door, muttering softly to herself.
The villagers were drawn to the commotion inside the Zhao family's main room and quickly walked to the doorway.
Inside, one could hear ghostly wails and howls as the petty thieves recounted their despicable deeds one by one.
What about peeping at a widow taking a bath last year, or touching someone's wife's butt the year before last?
They've witnessed someone's affair, and they've stolen something from someone's house. There's nothing they won't do, only things you can't imagine.
Moreover, the more people listened, the more familiar the voices inside sounded.
Zhao Qingyan had already opened the door after everyone arrived.
However, the petty thieves, having failed to push it open before, assumed it was a maze and didn't try again.
At this moment, they knelt on the floor of the Zhao family's main room, banging their heads on the ground, confessing their crimes.
The door to the main room was opened, but they didn't notice.
They were all just covering their heads and telling the truth with their eyes closed.
Qingshan stood at the door with a lantern, and everyone could see the situation inside clearly. They could identify who it was from their figure, voice, and clothing.
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