Wu Ji Killed a Man

Seeing this, Jiang Ziya simply smiled and nodded, but said nothing.

For a moment, the two of them remained silent.

Not long after, the float in the water began to bounce up and down.

Like a water sprite.

This scene stunned Wu Ji.

No matter how much I planned, I never expected this would happen.

What does this mean? It means that a fish has actually taken the bait.

This was utterly unbelievable; Wu Ji was completely dumbfounded.

This old man actually caught a fish from the water using only a straight silver needle?

This is truly unbelievable.

Jiang Ziya chuckled and glanced at Wu Ji, only to find the man standing there dumbfounded, at a loss for what to do.

Jiang Ziya chuckled and then lifted the fishing hook, and sure enough, a koi carp was hooked.

Jiang Ziya quickly took the carp off the ground and put it in the fish basket behind him.

Then, with a flick of the fishing rod, he cast the straight silver needle back into the river.

Wu Ji's eyes widened in disbelief.

"This is the principle of 'better to obtain things directly than through crooked means,' what do you think?"

Wu Ji's face turned ashen; he had no idea what to say.

He finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"Even if you have some skills, so what?"

"Although I am just a woodcutter, I live a much more carefree and happy life than you. Every day I go up the mountain to chop wood, in spring I see peach and plum blossoms, in summer I see lotus flowers, in autumn I admire chrysanthemums, and in winter I enjoy the pine and cypress trees."

"Isn't my life carefree and happy? Even if you have some skills, so what? You're still just sitting here all day, aren't you?"

Wu Ji's face darkened; after all, no one would feel comfortable being looked down upon.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya revealed a faint smile and turned to look at Wu Ji.

"You're quite fortunate to have said something like that."

"This should have been a pretty carefree day, but the problem is you have a bad expression, meaning you don't look well."

"Look at the black aura emanating from your forehead and your bloodshot eyes; disaster is about to befall you, yet you remain oblivious and mock this old man? How laughable!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Ji was immediately enraged.

"I was just teasing you a little, and you cursed me like that? It's really infuriating."

Jiang Ziya shook his head.

"What I'm saying is all true. Black smoke is coming from your forehead, your left eye is red, and your right eye is blue. It's obvious that great calamity is about to befall you. I'm afraid you'll be responsible for someone's death soon, and you might even perish yourself."

Wu Ji couldn't listen any longer. With a flick of his sleeve, he picked up the load of firewood and walked away.

After all, Jiang Ziya's words were rather unbearable.

He didn't want to talk nonsense with this damn old man anymore.

Wu Ji carried the firewood home and first paid his respects to his elderly mother, exchanging a few pleasantries with her.

Then he carried the firewood he had gathered the day before and headed to the city to sell it.

The recent bad weather has greatly increased the demand for firewood in the city.

Perhaps the firewood he gathers these past two days will earn him some money.

Then he can buy his elderly mother a bolt of cloth, and she can make him and herself some nice clothes.

Thinking about this made his heart burn with excitement.

Soon he arrived in Xiqi City carrying a load of firewood.

Unexpectedly, they happened to run into Marquis Ji Chang of the West, on the street.

Ji Chang was surrounded by many ministers.

The people flocked to the streets, eager to catch a glimpse of the Marquis's face.

It must have been really tough for Wu Ji, who was carrying firewood in the crowd.

The only option is to hide behind.

However, the Marquis was already getting closer.

"Since the Holy Lord of Xiqi is traveling, please make way immediately. The Marquis is elderly; please do not disturb him."

The Marquis's guards spoke loudly, and the crowd grew even more congested.

This made Wu Ji feel increasingly unwell.

I don't know who it was, but they somehow managed to knock the firewood off the other end of the load.

The load immediately lost its balance and tipped over.

There was a loud bang.

Unfortunately, it hit someone else on the head.

The man's brains splattered open, blood gushed out, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

This immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

No one expected such a turn of events.

How dare someone commit murder in the street during the time when the Holy Lord of Xiqi was traveling?

This is a capital offense deserving of death.

In that instant, many people retreated.

After all, no one dares to get involved in a lawsuit.

A large area was cleared up in an instant.

Only Wu Ji remained standing in the center of the field.

And the corpse lying on the ground.

He's completely terrified.

He never intended to kill anyone.

Why did this happen?

Why is that?

He was stunned on the spot, completely losing sight of his master.

This unexpected turn of events Jieyin the attention of Marquis Ji Chang of the West.

Someone actually committed murder in the street while he was out?

This is absolutely outrageous.

Ji Fa face was somewhat dark, arrived in front of Wu Ji in the blink of an eye.

"May I have your name?"

Why kill here?

Tell me your reasons for killing him?

Seeing the Marquis coming to question him, Wu Ji was filled with immense fear.

He never imagined he would kill someone; it was just an accident.

Overwhelmed with fear, Wu Ji immediately knelt down.

"My lord, spare me! My lord, spare me!"

"My name is Wu Ji, and I have been a law-abiding citizen for generations, never having committed any wrongdoing!"

"This trip to town is to sell the firewood I've chopped and exchange it for some rice so I can go back and take care of my elderly mother!"

"Unfortunately, it happened to coincide with the Marquis's travels, which involved a large entourage and narrow roads, leading to the accident."

"It wasn't Xiaoming who intentionally killed anyone! My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!"

Kneeling on the ground, Wu Ji kept kowtowing, his heart filled with terror.

When Marquis Ji Chang of the West, heard this, and then looked at the bundle of firewood on the street, he was speechless.

How could someone be beaten to death just for selling firewood?

It has to be said that this guy's luck was just too bad.

Whose fault is that?

Marquis Ji Chang of the West, sighed.

It's all fate.

He then thought of his son who had died in Chaoge.

Ultimately, it's all fate.

Coming to his senses, he turned to look at Wu Ji was kneeling on the ground.

"Whatever the reason, you still took a life."

"Since you've taken a life, it's fate. As the saying goes, 'a life for a life,' do you understand?"

Upon hearing these words, Wu Ji trembled.

Is the Holy Lord planning to kill him to atone for his sins?

He immediately burst into tears.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, I confess my guilt, I confess my guilt."

"But I really can't die! If I die, what will become of my elderly mother at home?"

Who will take care of my elderly mother?

"I have never had any brothers or sisters in my life, nor have I ever married or had children. I have only my elderly mother to rely on. Now I have killed someone and am about to be executed."

"I fear my elderly mother will also starve to death, eventually becoming a floating corpse in the ditch. The thought of my mother ending up like this fills me with unbearable sorrow."

Then she burst into tears.

Upon hearing these words, Marquis Ji Chang of the West, also looked rather displeased, as he thought of his son.

He shook his head, his face darkening.

Seeing that his father was showing signs of softening, Ji Fa immediately spoke up.

"Father, this woodcutter is truly pitiful."

"Not only did I accidentally kill someone, but I also have to take care of my elderly mother who is over seventy years old."

"In my opinion, this woodcutter is a filial son. He is worried that his mother will become a vengeful ghost after he dies, which is truly tragic."

"How about this, let him go back first, and after he has settled his mother, then make him repay the debt of another's life. What do you think, Father?"