Chapter 1274: 557: Who the Hell Came Up with This! (Part 3)

Chapter 1274: Chapter 557: Who the Hell Came Up with This! (Part 3)

“Could you please stop following me? I’m begging you.”

He spoke up.

“Sure,” the Old Blind Man said with a smile, “as long as you think of me when you die, I won’t follow you now.”

“Die?” Augustus repeated.

“That’s right. I’m looking for someone, but that person is well hidden. Only when you die will I have a chance to find him,” the Old Blind Man said.

“What do you mean?” Augustus asked with wide eyes.

“A cat eats a mouse, and I eat the cat—”

“Not exactly, I just want to know the whereabouts of that cat,” the Old Blind Man said solemnly.

Augustus was stunned for a moment.

Eat a cat?

Crazy.

No one in the world eats cats.

Even though no one had much money, no one ate cats.

Yes.

This guy must be crazy.

The best way to deal with a madman is to humor him and then stay as far away as possible.

“Alright, I promise you.”

Augustus said.

“Deal?” the Old Blind Man asked.

“Deal,” Augustus said.

The Old Blind Man became immediately delighted, waving his arms and legs in excitement:

“Good! Very good!”

“In appreciation of your understanding, I’ll give you some advice.”

“Go ahead,” Augustus stepped back to avoid the Old Blind Man’s flying spit.

“The person you’re dealing with also came to the county town. He’s playing dice at the Silver Hook Gambling House. If you want to take action, go there. You can’t go wrong.”

Augustus was once again stunned.

How did he know—

“Don’t ask—there’s a saying among you humans, ‘Await good news,’ so I will temporarily retreat, appreciating sword techniques while waiting for your news.”

“Remember to think of me when you die.”

With that, he whistled and went off toward the other side of the street.

Soon, he was out of sight.

Augustus withdrew his gaze, lost in thought.

Is this old man just playing mystics, or can he really predict something?

… Unclear.

But he really needed to find a place to rest and think about his next plan.

It was tiring to rush into the county town today and then have to rush back.

Proper rest is a must to have the strength to kill!

Augustus withdrew his gaze and chose the opposite direction, slowly walking along the street.

Where to rest for a while?

Under the coolness of the bridge.

Perhaps just go sit under the bridge for a while.

As he was thinking, suddenly the sound of firecrackers came from the street behind him.

The crowd was swarming towards the county government gate.

What’s going on?

Augustus turned back in confusion.

“The results are announced!”

“Quick, look, quick!”

“—The announcement of the county exam, who are the new scholar-lords from each family?”

Announcement…

Has nothing to do with me.

No money for education.

Augustus wanted to leave, but he was carried away by the crowd and couldn’t get out for a while.

Before the county office, there was a sea of people.

Someone was loudly reading:

“First place, Wu Jingyan; second place…”

The crowd was listening intently.

Augustus, however, felt quite troubled because he couldn’t move at the moment.

Suddenly.

That voice exploded in his ears like spring thunder:

“Fourth place, Zhang Xuedi.”

Augustus felt something flash through his heart, and his whole body trembled with goosebumps.

No way!

That Old Blind Man—

How could he possibly predict before the announcement that the man in white was fourth on the imperial examination list?

This is no joke.

Those Jianghu tricksters might fool others but would never dare to deceive scholars.

Especially not in the imperial examinations!

So he really isn’t in cahoots with the man in white.

He’s truly a fortune teller.

The Old Blind Man’s words echoed again in his ears:

“The person you’re dealing with also came to the county town. He’s playing dice at the Silver Hook Gambling House. If you want to take action, go there. You can’t go wrong.”

Silver Hook Gambling House.

Augustus whispered to himself.

The gambling house is bustling and crowded.

If Cheng is gambling there, stabbing him from behind might kill him before he can react.

After all, facing Cheng and his men head-on, I’m definitely not their match.

This is my chance!

Silver Hook Gambling House…

I seemed to have just seen this sign, just a block away.

No matter what.

Let’s take a look!

Augustus made an effort to squeeze out of the crowd.

A quarter of an hour later.

Silver Hook Gambling House.

The place was bustling with people.

“Place your bets, place your bets!”

“Bets are final, be quick!”

“Revealing soon—just about to reveal—”

In the midst of the noise, Augustus, small in stature and agile in physique, pushed his way through the crowd.

Playing dice…

He finally made it past the Pai Gow table, instantly spotting the person sitting at another table shaking dice.

Not Cheng!

So the Old Blind Man was lying.

Augustus had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a familiar voice:

“This time I’ll bet big!”

Cheng!

Augustus was taken aback.

To kill?

For some reason, the image of Cheng stabbing himself with a fish fork instantly appeared in his mind.

As if a flame that wouldn’t extinguish swelled inside him.

…Bastard.

Trading my life for a mountain of money.

Cheng, why don’t you just die?

Still have the nerve to play here, I’ll let you play, I’ll let you play, I’ll let you die!

Augustus silently lowered his head, squeezed through the crowd, drew his dagger, and at the moment the dealer opened the dice box—

The dagger plunged into the broad back.

“Ah!”

Cheng shouted out.

All the gamblers around shouted out.

“Won! Haha!”

“Damn, how is it small again!”

“My money!”

The crowd exploded with noisy voices.

Augustus stared dazedly at the broad back, feeling he could stab a few more times.

Only by stabbing once more could he calm the fire inside.

One slash.

One slash.

One slash.

The person fell down.

He turned and squeezed out of the crowd.

“You killed Cheng!”

Someone shouted.

Augustus looked up, only to see Cheng’s bodyguard.

Damn it!

This guy is really tough.

Augustus hastily tried to evade, but was grabbed by the opponent, his hands twisted around his neck.

Intense pain struck.

Couldn’t breathe.

Screaming, crying, and the sound of tables and chairs crashing were all connected.

Everything abruptly stopped, turning into silence.

Darkness.

Darkness.

Darkness.

—Am I dead?

No.

Seems like there’s something else I forgot.

What is it?

Someone wanted me to think about them.

Who?

It was—

“Hahahahaha!”

Hundreds of strange voices rang in his ears, excitedly shouting:

“Found you, my good friend!”

Then.

A man’s sigh sounded:

“Why bother, I originally thought we could part gracefully.”

Those countless voices suddenly seemed a bit surprised:

“You—”

“What is this?”

The previous man said lazily:

“Barely absorbed enough strength, just enough for this next slash.”

“Actually, I don’t want to make this slash.”

“Friend.”

Darkness.

The sound vanished.

Everything disappeared.

Augustus suddenly opened his eyes.

He found himself sitting in a county town noodle shop, holding half-eaten oyster pancake in his left hand, with a steaming bowl of crab noodles in front of him.

The aroma was overwhelming.

Upon closer look.

The shop was full of people.

An old blind man sat beside him, staring at him with a foolish look.

Reborn!

I knew I could be reborn!

This is my trump card!

Augustus steadied his mind, with a confident smile on his face.

If he could be infinitely reborn—

Who’s afraid of Cheng?

Speaking of which, should’ve gone for the neck directly, slash and go.

No need to stab so many times.

Also—

Just now,

Seems like something happened after he died.

But it’s already very vague.

Augustus shook his head.

—No need to care about that, after all, that’s the underworld’s matter.

What’s important is—

I’m alive again.

What’s more important is—

He looked towards the Old Blind Man, coughed lightly, and respectfully said:

“Sir, how about I treat you to a bowl of noodles?”

The Old Blind Man slowly turned his head, looked at him, and after a while, said a sentence:

“You’re about to lose your life, and you still have the mood to eat noodles?”

“Waiter—another bowl of crab noodles! Also, please guide me, sir, I’m quite sincere.”

Augustus called out, once again respectfully speaking.

The corners of the Old Blind Man’s mouth twitched.

“Guide…”

“I’ll guide your mother, I got caught this time too.”

“Who’s the damn person who came up with this sword technique.”

“Damn it.”