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Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!-Chapter 948 - 280: Is There an Immortal?
In the end, I earned twenty yuan.
I originally planned to use it to pay for the exercise books. But when I brought the money home and my dad found out, he took it.
He then turned around and went to play Mahjong and lost the money.
I had no money to buy the exercise books, so I had to copy questions from my classmates’ books into my notebook.
I copied for a month, and then my classmates were no longer willing to lend me their books.
They all said I liked taking advantage of people."
The little girl spoke these words in a calm tone, but her eyes did not match the calmness of her words.
Chen Yan understood that these words seemed unrelated to the question asked, but this answer felt like it had already answered it!
"Yesterday, I actually secretly followed you. I saw you crying by the river."
The little girl’s body shivered, and she lowered her head even further.
"When Mom was still around and too sick to walk far, sometimes she would ask me to accompany her for a stroll nearby to get some fresh air.
She often took me to the river. Every time we went, she would teach me how to catch fish and watch me with a smile.
Later, after Mom died... whenever I miss her and want to go up the mountain to see her, it’s just too far away.
So, all I can do is sit by the river for a while and secretly cry."
Chen Yan already had the answer in his heart and slowly stood up.
"Go live with your Granny. Your father won’t oppose this.
Also, some of what your mother said makes sense, but some things may not necessarily be right.
Following your Granny, you might not become a burden to her and instead could become her only solace."
The girl looked conflicted.
Chen Yan smiled and said, "If you really think what your mother said is right, then you should go live with your Granny even more.
Your Granny is old and needs someone to care for her; living with her, you can help her do things and take care of her.
As for money, don’t worry, you won’t be a burden to your Granny."
As he spoke, Chen Yan casually reached in and placed a heavy object in the girl’s hand.
The girl looked down and saw it was an orange piece...
"Is this... gold?"
"You’re thinking too much! Just a chocolate coin," Chen Yan said with a dismissive tone.
The girl’s face immediately fell: "I thought you were an Immortal who would give me..."
"Don’t worry about money. Since I’m letting you go to your Granny, I naturally won’t let your Granny lack money."
The girl blinked her eyes: "True, that’s also the case."
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Li Guohua returned in the evening. Although he didn’t see many villagers, by the next day, the news had spread throughout the village.
In the countryside, there’s hardly any secrecy—especially when it concerns other people’s matters.
It was said that the wife of the village public security director talked about it while playing Mahjong.
Soon, the people at the Mahjong table spread the news further.
In just a day or two, the murder and body-dumping incident of the Li family father and son became known throughout the village!
Actually, there wasn’t much concrete evidence left.
Although Li Guohua reported it, a few years had passed since the incident, leaving no trace of proof.
Back when the Li family father and son harmed Li Xin, several years have gone by—the witnesses, evidence, and crime scene are long gone.
Li Xin is dead, her Granny is dead, and two of the Li family men are also dead.
If they said investigating was fruitless, then convicting was even more hopeless.
But what Chen Yan wanted was not a legal verdict.
The male head of the Li Family was already dead; you couldn’t resurrect him just to execute him again, right?
But once the news spread, the reputation of the Li family rotted like dung.
When people in the village talk about the Li family father and son now, it’s no longer with "What a shame."
Instead, they have different things to say.
"That man from the Li family never seemed trustworthy!"
"Right, right! The eldest from the Li family, even stole women’s clothes when he was young."
"Yeah, I heard that when he graduated middle school, he acted indecently and was detained!"
"I always thought he leered at people wrong! Sitting at the village gateway playing cards, always staring at women passing by!"
"Exactly, a rapist nonetheless!"
"Oh, poor Li Xin..."
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Chen Yan stayed in town for a few days, secretly observing the situation in Yang Er Village.
As expected, Li Guohua’s act of reporting them to the police ended in nothing due to lack of evidence, becoming an unresolved case.
Without evidence, they couldn’t convict, and naturally, there was no way to prosecute.
Moreover, the victim died, and the main people involved were dead or insane.
However, the collective wrongdoing in Yang Er Village pushed the rumor along further.
Chen Yan gambled not on human kindness, but on their vices!
A good deed, people often are too lazy to notice, too lazy to react, even too lazy to believe.
But a dirty and scandalous matter, many people revel in spreading and savoring it.
Compared to a story like "Li Xin was a loose woman who got drunk with men and fell into the river herself,"
The latter story, "The eldest from the Li family acted impulsively, drugged Li Xin and forcefully brought her home with evil intentions, ended up poisoning her, and at night conspired with his father to dump the body into the river,"
This story, though vile, was something more people were willing to believe and spread.
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Li Guohua’s daughter finally was awaited by her Granny.
The old lady came to pick her up, clearly wearing a new outfit. After helping the child pack her clothes, she carried a small bundle.
After saying goodbye to her father, the little girl followed the old lady, slowly leaving the house, the courtyard, and the village.
She did not look back, even though she knew Li Guohua was standing in the courtyard watching; she didn’t look back.
Only at the village entrance, while waiting for the bus with the old lady, did the little girl look around curiously.
"What are you looking at?"
"Seeing if... there are any Immortals around."
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