Moments later, Zheng Sanshui limped out of his house while holding a lit torch, then invited Chu Qiguang and Chen Gang inside.0

He told both of them that he was going to fetch some people to speak to them, then disappeared into the night. Shortly afterward, Chu Qiguang and Chen Gang heard a rush of footsteps outside.0

The entire house had been surrounded by a group of emaciated old men and women, all armed with knives, sickles, pitchforks, and hoes. The flickering light of the torches cast harrowing shadows over their sunken, angular faces, and the bloodlust in their eyes only made them look even more foreboding.0

"Sorry we have to do this, but if the Daoist temple finds out that we've been colluding with a...0