How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 4 - Who Peeped on Widow Feng Bathing Again?

Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside: "Li Laoer, you shameless scoundrel, get out here now!"

Second Uncle turned around abruptly, a bit startled.

Lin Xiaosu was also a bit startled...

The person who came was the son of Widow Feng—Lin Xiaosu forgot his full name; everyone calls him Sanlengzi. His characteristic is being blunt, what does blunt mean? Quick to use a stick at the slightest disagreement, and he surely wouldn't just talk without acting...

Even though Second Uncle is a Taoist, respected by the elders in the village, no one dares to insult him and act aggressively in front of him by calling themselves 'old man'.

Second Uncle's face darkened: "What nonsense are you pulling, lad?"

Sanlengzi bellowed: "I'm pulling nonsense? Am I worse than you? You lecherous scoundrel, spying on my mom bathing again last night, do you even have any shame? I'll break your legs today!"

"You're talking rubbish!" Second Uncle couldn't hold back anymore and cursed loudly.

"You used to spy on my mom bathing, and last night when you came back to the village, you did it again! You shameless old man, over fifty and not acting your age..." Sanlengzi raised his stick and charged onto the platform, striking at Second Uncle.

Second Uncle's face turned pale and flushed, his expression agitated...

Just as the stick was about to come down, Lin Xiaosu stepped forward and grabbed the end of the stick: "Sanlengzi, you're causing trouble again!"

"Don't interfere, I must avenge my mom today! Let go, or I'll beat you up too!"

"How dare you!" A voice came from behind the trees!

With a swoosh, a beautiful girl appeared, bang!

She kicked, sending Sanlengzi flying, almost rolling down the cliff.

Hu Ya appeared, standing with hands on hips in front of Sanlengzi: "You cause trouble in front of others, I couldn't care less, but you dare to hit my dad?"

Sanlengzi's formidable aura suddenly evaporated, sitting on the ground with a pale face: "You... your dad... he's not human..."

His voice was much weaker, his eyes somewhat dodgy.

"My dad came down the mountain last night to treat my mom, how could he possibly go spying on your mom bathing?"

"In the past... he did watch before, and last night he just happened to come down the mountain... if not him, then who?"

"I don't know about the past. But he definitely didn't do it last night!" Hu Ya sternly said: "Spout any more nonsense, and I'll throw you off the cliff myself!"

Sanlengzi was frightened.

He swiftly got up and ran, turning his head back on the mountain path: "Li Diandian, you're strong, I can't beat you, but your dad won't get away easily... I'm going to the village now, telling everyone that Li Laoer is nothing but trouble..."

"You're asking for a beating!" Hu Ya leapt up and gave chase!

"Don't run on the mountain path, you guys really..." Lin Xiaosu also ran after her.

Behind them, at Liu Lin Temple, Second Uncle slapped his forehead, his face full of conflict.

Hu Ya would have easily caught up with Sanlengzi, but with Lin Xiaosu following too, seeing him running perilously on the mountain path, Hu Ya had no choice but to wait for him.

By the time they got down the mountain, the village was already in an uproar.

As soon as Sanlengzi got down from the mountain, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Li Laoer of Liu Lin Temple did not act humanely, he was spying on my mom bathing last night..."

Immediately, the village turned chaotic as chickens flew and dogs jumped.

Widow Feng, furious, wished she could pick up a hoe and knock her troublesome son unconscious.

Second Aunt also panicked, hastily getting up from bed and running outside in disheveled clothes: "Sanleng, you blockhead, my Second never went out after coming down from the mountain last night..."

The villagers, finding early morning amusement, each laughed uncontrollably.

Even the village's foreign daughter-in-law, Anna, was curious, asking her husband Lin Ji'an in her broken Chinese: "Husband, is there a custom here of peeping at widows bathing?"

Lin Ji'an was at a loss for words: "Cough... You're not allowed to bathe in the river anymore."

"Why? The river water isn't cold. We even bathe in glaciers... Besides, I'm not a widow, you are still here, aren't you?"

"It's not a matter of whether it's cold or not, and it's definitely not about being a widow..." Lin Ji'an scratched his head frantically.

This was a cultural difference. She was from Heilan Country in the north, where in their nation, it's not a big deal for women to expose their bodies to men, and during a particular festival, it's even perfectly normal to perform on stage nude.

Lin Xiaosu and Hu Ya returned to the village, and this nonsense had already blown up.

Lin Xiaosu's first feeling was that Sanlengzi really was blunt—capable of the idiocy of destroying ten thousand enemies at the expense of harming himself by eleven thousand.

Hu Ya was grinding her teeth, hell-bent on beating Sanlengzi to a pulp!

But Lin Xiaosu held her back: "Now it seems we really need to find out who spied on Widow Feng bathing, otherwise, your dad's reputation will stink."

"That person must've run off long ago, how do we find him?" Hu Ya scratched her head.

"A runaway would still leave traces!" said Lin Xiaosu.

"That's true, the place where Widow Feng bathed was in the back room, the only spot to spy would be from the back ditch. Let's follow the footprints and see where they lead to. I absolutely don't believe my dad was in the mood for that last night...

"I believe him too, not only was he not in the mood, he probably didn't have the time either."

Lin Xiaosu was also very sure of this in her heart; her dad came down the mountain last night to "give injections" to her mom, one when he arrived and another at midnight. If Widow Feng bathed during the interval between the two injections, Second Uncle likely had no opportunity to peep.

"Come on! Let's investigate! If we clear my dad's name, just watch me rip apart his disgusting mouth..."

Widow Feng's house was located in the eastern part of the village, close to the mountain.

When Lin Xiaosu and Hu Ya arrived behind her courtyard wall, Widow Feng was still there, but upon seeing them, she immediately picked up a hoe, slung it over her shoulder, and left the house. Her expression was terrible, and it was unclear whether she was heading to the fields to work or to beat up her good-for-nothing son.

From her back, her figure was actually quite good, which was probably the root reason why the joke "Widow Feng takes a bath" had endured so long in the small mountain village.

Just as Lin Xiaosu and Hu Ya reached the ditch behind her house, they heard Sanlengzi's loud voice: "Mom, no need to look for that old lecher, I've already talked to him... Ah, Mom, why are you hitting me? You're so flustered..."

Amidst the shouting, villagers gathered around, and Widow Feng was so angry she nearly jumped into the pond...

Behind the ditch, Lin Xiaosu had already seen last night's scene through Reverse Time.

"There are really footprints! Look!" Hu Ya pointed to a clear footprint on the ground.

The area behind was dark and damp, and traces of someone passing by were very obvious.

Others might not recognize them, but who was Hu Ya?

She was the type who could relentlessly chase wild boars in the jungle, with no path in the sky or gate on the ground—her eyesight was naturally sharp—honed in the jungle.

"What are you doing?" Sanlengzi strode over and upon seeing Hu Ya, his anger flared up again.

"We are investigating who was peeping at your mom taking a bath last night," Lin Xiaosu explained.

"Investigate my ass, it was Li Laoer, he has a prior record, and..." His voice abruptly stopped because Hu Ya had closed in on him, teeth gritting.

"Hu Ya, don't disturb the scene!"

Hu Ya grabbed Sanlengzi's shoulders, staring at him coldly: "Can you shut your stinking mouth?"

Sanlengzi turned white: "...I can!"

Lin Xiaosu smiled, his eyes moving to the windowsill. His hand reached through the window, lifted the inside curtain, and he saw a bathroom—obviously where Widow Feng took her bath.

He let go, the curtain fell back into place, and he turned around, peering up the slope.

Climbing up the slope, there were traces of someone walking. Progressing further, Sanlengzi's eyes widened: "How do you know this path? Were you the one peeping at my mom taking a bath yesterday?"

Hu Ya snapped: "Nonsense! He was sleeping in Liu Lin Temple last night. Was he using binoculars?"

Lin Xiaosu was both amused and unbothered; he quickly crossed the forefront jungle and arrived at a household's door.

This household, located below the slope, was Lin Fugui's home.

The only purpose Lin Fugui seemed to serve in this world was probably to confirm that a name and an individual had no real connection.

His name was Lin Fugui, but he was the poorest in the village.

Others lived in buildings, even Widow Feng lived in a building, but he lived in the dilapidated house left by his deceased parents.

In those days, anyone with hands and feet could add something to their home, except for him—his feet were used for loitering, his hands for shenanigans; oh, and his hands were also for asking for handouts.

With good government policies ensuring no one left behind in poverty relief, his behavior, although extremely disapproved by everyone, couldn't hide the fact that he was genuinely poor. Thus, he too was included in the poverty assistance, receiving yearly stipends, with people occasionally bringing him oil and rice. He had become the "Ceiling of Laying Flat" in the society...

"Is it him?" Hu Ya asked.

"Judging from the footprints, yes, it's him!"

Sanlengzi burst forth in a few large steps, kicking open the loosely closed shabby door. Inside, a man in his forties was cooking meat, testing if a piece of bacon was cooked.

As the three barged in, the bacon in his hand nearly fell.

This man was Lin Fugui.

Lin Fugui was shocked: "I just took a piece of meat from you. You smashing my door early in the morning, is it really necessary?"

"I don't care about the meat theft, tell me, was it you who spied on my mom taking a bath?" Sanlengzi's voice boomed, truly showing his raging spirit.

Villagers outside exchanged glances.

"When I took the meat, I heard some noise inside and lifted the curtain to see if anyone was there, who knew your mom was bathing in there?"

"It really was you, you pervert!" Sanlengzi exploded in anger.

Lin Fugui also became furious: "Pervert? Pervert your ass! If I wanted to watch a woman bathe, wouldn't I go to the river to watch Anna bathe? Isn't her chest and waist nicer? Your mom's over fifty now, this is an insult to my taste..."

Boom!

Sanlengzi threw a punch, the pot overturned, and Lin Fugui screamed in agony...

The villagers rushed over, pulling and tugging, creating quite the spectacle...

Outside, Anna stood on tiptoes, excited: "Hubby, they're fighting..."

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Lin Ji'an gritted his teeth: "Let Sanlengzi beat him up first, and if he doesn't kill him, I'll give him another round..."

Lin Xiaosu and Hu Ya left the room and ran off in smoke.

They stopped outside Lin Xiaosu's courtyard wall, both bursting into laughter.

"Hey, I didn't expect your tracking skills to be so impressive. How about we team up in the future? We'll head to the mountains together; you track the wild boars and I'll take care of killing them. We can split the meat," Hu Ya saw a business opportunity.

Being a mountain girl, she was adept at following trails, but today she suddenly realized her skills were nothing compared to Lin's. Lin observed trails much better than she did—it would be impossible for her to cross a hill and accurately find the one who spied the previous night, no, essentially not a spy, just a thief of bacon...

"Kill it? How so?" Lin Xiaosu eyed her: "If you're still poking people in the butt with a stick, I'm definitely not teaming up with you..."

Suddenly, a ringtone came from Hu Ya's pocket: "If there's anyone detestable in this world, it's the fool who doesn't understand romance..."