Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 558 - 135: You Wouldn’t Understand Even If I Explained

The ancients had little imagination; even if they saw a stone sitting there, its surface as smooth and dust-free as new, they were apt to consider it a miracle.

Faced with unknown fears they couldn’t understand, they could only kneel and kowtow, seeking peace.

A beautiful woman seated on a lotus platform, hands together chanting Buddha’s name, would summon boundless Buddha light from the clouds. Golden Armored Divine Persons would rise from the ground, wielding Demon-Subduing Pestles and charging toward the approaching Garrison Soldiers.

Then they were swiftly annihilated in the rumbling of mortars.

Wang Yunxiao raised his hand and thrust forward, the bayonet on the front of his rifle impaling the charging Sea People who were howling loudly.

Without any resistance, the moment the bayonet pierced through their chests, the various fishbone ornaments they wore shattered explosively, all their disorganized divine protections dissolved instantly.

Such an effortless, one-sided slaughter could easily give the illusion that the enemy was insignificant.

This indeed was an illusion.

The difficulty of one person grinding mobs and a forty-man group fully buffed up after consuming potions and equipped with Soul Stones, taking on a boss, is definitely not the same.

Only in movies do cops charge into the enemy camp alone fighting the villain for three hundred rounds.

In reality, the police always rely on overwhelming numbers to subdue suspects, while colleagues across the Pacific often opt to empty their magazines.

Who’s going to fight you one on one? Are you out of your mind?

The Garrison Soldiers’ formation stopped about fifty meters away from the small fishing village. Under the unified command of Huo Qingyang, they each found cover, waiting for rear fire support.

Moving any further forward would make them prone to the aftermath of the shells. Thus, it was better to fire all their shells during this last moment to ensure nothing grew on the opposite side.

As for whether there were innocents or hostages in the village... that was a question only the Holy Mother full from seven buns would consider.

As the secret headquarters of the Heretical Sect like the Pure Land Sect, there were basically no untainted survivors inside, and Liu Zhihan had already sent people to scout it out beforehand, confirming it was an enclave of un-naturalized Sea People.

Naturalized citizens were the same kind; those who were not naturalized were from the Foreign Clan.

If you hold unrealistic fantasies and pity for the Foreign Clan, they won’t have any psychological burden when they kill you.

As the sounds of artillery died down, the village across fell into dead silence; even the woman sitting on the lotus platform had been struck down to the mundane world, her whereabouts unknown.

Guozi, who did not like using guns, rolled over, moved close to Wang Yunxiao, and asked softly, "Big Brother, now that Shen Qingxi is dead, are we not going to check on the Shen Family anymore?"

For a moment, Wang Yunxiao didn’t know how to explain this issue to him.

After all, Guozi’s mind was filled only with things like "fight, exciting!"

"Youtiao, you explain it to him."

Youtiao pulled Guozi aside and whispered, "Have you seen Water Margin?"

"Yes!"

"Do you remember the story of Mount Liang fighting Zengtou City three times?"

"I remember!"

"Do you understand now?"

"I don’t understand!"

Youtiao helplessly said, "Do I really need to spell it out for you? Do you know why Chao Gai initially attacked Zengtou City?"

"Was it about stealing a horse?"

"Yes, the first time Chao Gai led Mount Liang’s soldiers to attack Zengtou City was because the Zeng family seized the Golden Furred Dog and wanted to dedicate it to Chao Gai’s Nocturnal Jade Lion. So, in a fury, Chao Gai dispatched troops to Zengtou City, only to underestimate their forces and carelessly met his end there..."

"Are you saying Shen Qingxi is Chao Gai?"

"No..."

Youtiao felt sweat on his forehead. What was supposed to be a simple matter became complicated with Guozi, who had a one-track mind and couldn’t understand the explanation.

"Listen to me till the end. First of all, when Chao Gai attacked Zengtou City, he didn’t anticipate how tough the opponent would be and ultimately failed to conquer it, losing both troops and his life in the process. After his death, Song Jiang became the Stronghold Master, but he didn’t immediately seek revenge for Chao Gai. Do you know why?"

"Because Chao Gai’s death meant he took over the role, he was too happy to even think about revenge?"

"You might as well change your name to Gangtou!"

Youtiao almost had a brain hemorrhage from sheer frustration.

Wang Yunxiao interjected, "Because let’s be honest, Mount Liang was just a band of thieves, and for thieves, the most important things are soldiers and provisions. Attacking Zengtou City was no different from other places; it was all about soldiers and provisions, but not only did they gain nothing, they ended up losing a lot, which was crippling.’

"Thieves live day by day without savings. If they can’t conquer Zengtou City, they have to target softer targets elsewhere, or else the tens of thousands in the stronghold will starve. That’s why they later lured Lu Junyi to the mountains and attacked Daming Prefecture. After circling around and accumulating enough soldiers and provisions, they found an excuse to attack Zengtou City again."

Guozi confusedly said, "Big brother, you’re right, but what does this have to do with the Shen Family?"

"Why are we targeting the Shen Family?"

"To make money!"

"Fuck your uncle!" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Wang Yunxiao, annoyed, said, "We’re from the Special Service Section, mainly responsible for handling the special matters that the Special Service Bureau is too lazy to deal with. These are the petty Demon and Evil Spirit nuisances we often term as exorcisms. We’re targeting the Shen Family because they are secretly collaborating with these Demon and Evil Spirits to cause trouble. Got that?"

"I knew that."

"So, just like Mount Liang needed to recruit soldiers and steal provisions, our main job is exorcism; everything else is secondary. We went to Shen Garden to investigate the Ma Family’s clues, to Shen Zhidong’s company to track down Shen Qingxi’s whereabouts, and we opened fire at the Weimar Business Association because they were indeed problematic."

"When others investigate and hold us accountable later, we’ll have valid reasons. It’s just like boarding a train first and buying a ticket later. The people of the Shen Family also know they can’t clear their names, so they won’t fuss over this with us. Understand?"

"I get it."

"But when it comes to Shen Qingxi, Cheng Xuefei assured us she was innocent, and I believe her, yet she died inexplicably. Then, the Shen Family suddenly steps forward and demands an explanation. What do you think they’re asking for?"

Wang Yunxiao knew Guozi couldn’t answer this question, so he immediately added, "They’re not asking us to prove whether we killed Shen Qingxi or not, but to prove that we’re genuinely doing our job and not just framing the Shen Family under the guise of exorcism. This is a different matter."

"What is our real job? It’s exorcism! The Shen Family has already provided the clue to the murderer, which is the Pure Land Sect. If we need to prove the legitimacy of our actions to others, we must first bypass the Shen Family and deal with the Pure Land Sect issue. This is the main conflict."

"It’s like the bandits of Mount Liang, is avenging Chao Gai important? Of course, it’s important, but a bandit’s job is to rob provisions, not to act for heaven. Without money, the morale collapses; without food, people starve. Thus, after Song Jiang became the Stronghold Master, although everyone verbally talked about avenging the Old Stronghold Master, for a long time afterward, even Chao Gai’s own loyalists didn’t press Song Jiang about it."

"The vengeance for the Old Stronghold Master is a secondary conflict, the main conflicts are the soldiers and provisions in the stronghold. Did you understand?"

"I didn’t understand!"

Guozi, indignant yet bold, said, "So Shen Qingxi’s life is more valuable than others’, right?"

"Forget it..."

Wang Yunxiao knew that it was futile to explain to him; it was a complete waste of words.

Misunderstandings often arise from such trifling matters between people.