Chapter 199: Vent My Spleen To Enjoy My Engagement (6) (1/2)

Gu Qingyao emerged and gave her another beating.

“Ah ah ah who is that? Who are you? Let me go…”

By now, Old Madam Li was both frightened and angry. Her voice was hoarse when she bellowed these words.

Gu Qingyao beat her for a while, then grabbed Mo Beihan’s hand and entered the interspace again.

Before they left, she even ripped off the scarf that Old Madam Li was wearing about her neck. This was a large shawl commonly worn by villagers. It could cover the neck and head, and would wrap the entire neck securely to block out the cold.

“If you’re so great, let me go. Who are you? You…”

Old Madam Li was still shouting when the beating suddenly stopped. Then her neck felt cold. She had been struggling when the force on her head suddenly disappeared. She suddenly stood up straight and realized there was still no one around.

A cold wind suddenly blew down her neck. She jumped with fright. When she looked up, she saw that her shawl was floating above her. This proved that someone had pulled off her shawl while she was being beaten.

Her eyes widened in terror as the shawl floated down. It landed exactly on her face, which was now distorted in terror.

She did not even bother to pick up her shawl before she took to her heels. “Ahhhhh… A ghost… Save me… Ahhhhhhh!”

Gu Qingyao, who was watching from the interspace, pursed her lips. “Has she run off already? I haven’t beaten her long enough, or hard enough. Isn’t that damn old woman supposed to be pretty great? Why is she running?”

When she was home over the past couple of days, she had heard her younger aunt and Li Fangting talking about Old Madam Li. This old woman often bullied others in the Poplar Brigade. Many of the more honest folks had been bitterly oppressed by her.

Mo Beihan smiled. Only an idiot would not run in this situation!

“Since you haven’t beaten her enough, let’s chase her!”

He held Gu Qingyao’s hand and emerged from the interspace. The two of them gave chase. Old Madam Li’s shawl was still hanging from her head. Mo Beihan wrapped the shawl around her from behind, covering her entire face.

Gu Qingyao took a stick and began to beat her viciously. Old Madam Li yelped in pain, then finally knelt down. She bowed in all directions and said, “Please be merciful! Please be merciful! Gods, please have mercy on me! Have mercy! Ah wu wu. Have mercy. Ahhh!”