Chapter 132 - 132: Severe Disaster
Farmer's Wife Has Magic Skills
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âKill to appease the wrath of the heavens?â Tang Jinghongâs tone was cold. âIf the heavens were so evil, you would have died long ago!â
The village chief opened his mouth but could not say a word to refute.
Tang Jinghong asked coldly, âWho came up with this idea?â
The villagers lowered their heads. No one made a sound.
âCovering up for each other?â Tang Jinghongâs voice was cold and oppressive. âDo you think I canât do anything to you just because there are a lot of you?â
Still no one spoke.
Tang Jinghongâs eyes darkened. He was furious. âSomeone, register these people. Send all the men to the army and the womenâ¦â
The woman who was acting as a priestess panicked. Her three sons were all in the crowd. If they were sent to the army, she wouldnât be able to see them again. âGeneral, Iâll tell you, Iâll tell youâ¦â
Tang Jinghong looked at the woman coldly. âSpeak!â
The woman said anxiously, âIt was the village chiefâs idea. In this area, everyone regarded me as a sorceress. A few days ago, the village chief came to me and asked if 1 could hold a sacrificial ritual to pray for rain. I said that I could give it a try. The next day, the village chief kidnapped a girl and brought her to me. I saw that he had made full preparations, so I agreed.â
The village chiefâs body softened and he collapsed. âIt was my idea, General. Please let them go. Iâm willing to bear the responsibility.â
Tang Jinghong ordered, âKill him!â
The soldiers dragged the village chief out and killed him on the spot. Blood splattered all over the ground!
Everyone was trembling. They were so frightened that they did not even dare to breathe.
Tang Jinghong swept his gaze across everyone. âIf something like this happens again, 1 wonât let you off easily!â
The villagers hurriedly replied, âWe wonât dare to do it again.â
Chu Qingzhi walked over to save the girl from the rack. The girl was frightened and fainted due to dehydration.
The man who was knocked out got up. When he saw that woman was safe and sound, he was overjoyed. Then, he rushed over and pounced on the woman excitedly. âJinniang, Jinniang, are you okay?â
Chu Qingzhi took the water from Fang Zerong and fed it to the woman. Then, she placed her in the manâs arms. âSheâs frightened. Sheâll be fine after resting.â
The man was extremely grateful. âThank you, Miss.â
It was already dark. Tang Jinghong asked the soldiers to set up camp and investigate the surrounding villages.
After arranging everything, Tang Jinghong walked towards Chu Qingzhi.
Chu Qingzhi was standing by the river and looking into the distance quietly. Suddenly, she looked up into the sky.
There were immortals in this world. She had seen them before.
But why werenât they sending down rains?
She had seen countless tragic scenes along the way. Could it really be that they had angered the heavens?
However, werenât they heavens good and just? Shouldnât the heavens take pity on the suffering people? Even she, who had killed countless people, couldnât bear to see these people suffering.
Tang Jinghong walked to Chu Qingzhiâs side and looked at her. At this moment, Qingzhi gave people a feeling that she did not belong to this world. âQingzhi, what are you thinking?â
Chu Qingzhi said, âIâm thinking about when it will rain.â
Tang Jinghong looked up, his deep eyes filled with worry. âThe sky is clear and sunny. It doesnât look like it will rain anytime soon.â
âThatâs right!â Chu Qingzhi pulled Tang Jinghong away. âLetâs go and see if there are any water veins. With water, these villagers will stop causing trouble. Coincidentally, we also need to replenish our water bags.â
Tang Jinghong followed Chu Qingzhi and thought to himself, Qingzhi, youâre my lucky star.
The night sky was filled with stars.
After appeasing the villagers, Tang Jinghong and Chu Qingzhi returned to the camp.
Fang Zerong brought them food. He was clearly not in good spirits today. âGeneral, the disaster is getting worse. According to the itinerary, we should be able to see the refugees tomorrow.â
Tang Jinghong reached out and patted Fang Zerongâs shoulder. âEat more. Rest early tonight. We have a lot to do tomorrow.â
Fang Zerong smiled. âOkay.â
With that, he left the tent.
Tang Jinghong put all the meat into Chu Qingzhiâs bowl. âQingzhi, I have a lot of things to arrange tomorrow. When Iâm not by your side, protect yourself. In addition, Iâll send four soldiers to you. Theyâll listen to you. If thereâs anything you need them to do, just tell them.â
Chu Qingzhi looked at Tang Jinghongâs cool and handsome face. âI know. Donât worry about me. Focus on the matters at hand.â
Tang Jinghong pulled Chu Qingzhiâs hand over and held it gently. Her hands were so soft that he didnât want to let go.
After dinner, Tang Jinghong left the tent with the bowls and chopsticks.
Chu Qingzhi took out a pen and paper and sat behind the table. She wrote and drew. The orange candle light shone on her face, casting a silhouette on the canvas. She looked quiet and beautiful.
After a while, Tang Jinghong returned to the tent with his hands behind his back, as if he was holding something.
He stopped in front of the table. âQingzhi, I have something for you.â
Chu Qingzhi looked up and smiled. âWhat is it?â
Tang Jinghong took his hands out from behind. He was holding an exquisite hat made of cattails. It was pale yellow and was decorated with two flowers made of cattails.
âThe sun is too hot. Wear this hat.â During the day, he saw that Chu Qingzhiâs face was red from the sun and wanted to make a hat for her.
Chu Qingzhi held the hat in her hand in surprise. It was very exquisite and cute and with the two flowers decorated on it, it was specially suitable for girls to wear. âJinghong, youâre really ingenious. I like it very much.â
Tang Jinghong smiled. âI was afraid that you wouldnât like it.â
âI like it.â Chu Qingzhi handed the hat to Tang Jinghong. âPut it on for me.â
Tang Jinghong put the hat on Chu Qingzhiâs head carefully. There were two braided ropes on the hat. They could be tied up to fasten the hat under the chin.
Tang Jinghong sized up Chu Qingzhi, who was wearing the hat. âYou look even prettier.â
Chu Qingzhi couldnât help but laugh. âI think youâre indirectly praising yourself.â
Tang Jinghong stared at the woman in front of him intently and said gently, âEverything I say to you is true.â
Chu Qingzhi felt sweet inside like she had just eaten honey.
The sky gradually brightened, and Chu Qingzhi and the others had been marching for two hours.
As they marched, the scene in front of them became more and more shocking.
Chu Qingzhi looked ahead. The cracked ground was like the wrinkles on an old manâs face. The crops in the fields all died. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing that looked green. The trees that could still be eaten were all cut to the ground. The bark and leaves on them were all gone.
The villages they passed by were uninhabited. It was like a ghost village. Some of the walls had collapsed, and there was a lot of loose soil on the ground. When they dug it up, there were often more than one corpse.
Among these corpses, there were men and women, old and young. It was shocking..