"Oh, I see." Surprisingly, Wang Ying looked very calm. It seemed that the person who fell into the manure pit was not his brother, but someone who had nothing to do with him.
Then, he continued to talk to He Lei with enthusiasm.
"Lei'er, come in with me."
After finishing his words, he turned around and walked towards the house, ignoring He Zhao.
After all, it is understandable to have a close nephew and a cheap nephew.
When the group of three walked halfway, another servant hurried over.
"It's not good, the eldest master. The fifth master, he...he, he..."
"Why are you so worried? Tell me!"
Mr. Wang seemed very unhappy about his servant's panic. In his opinion, the servant's behavior made him somewhat embarrassed in front of his nephew.
"Fifth Master...Fifth Master, he...he drowned!"
"What?"
Wang Ying's face was no longer calm, but looked astonished.
He didn't care before. Firstly, because the fifth brother's reputation was bad, which caused the palace to have a bad reputation. Secondly, how could an elder brother not know his younger brother's abilities?
After all, he is the leader of the army and the general who protects the security of Jincheng. He dare not say that he can kill generals, seize the flag, and bravely win the three armies. However, five or six bandits can still do it if they can't get close easily.
Wang Laowu has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his skills are not weak, otherwise he would not be able to control his body. A mere manure pit stretched about three meters to death. Most people cannot climb up, but it does not mean that the fifth brother who has been practicing boxing all year round cannot do it.
At most, it's disgusting, and the reputation is already bad, transferred to physics.
But, how long did it take together from the time he learned he fell into the manure pit and the few steps he took to walk out?
To put it bluntly, killing a pig requires at least a few struggles.
Drowning in a manure pit, how on earth did his brother do it?
"Take me there quickly."
Mr. Wang just ran out a few steps and remembered that there were two nephews there. So, he turned to the old housekeeper and gave instructions.
"By the way, take the two young masters to the living room to sit down temporarily."
"You two young masters, please!"
The butler squinted his eyes, bent down and stretched out his hands in a respectful manner.
"..."
The cheap brother He Lei was silent for a moment. Although it was a sad thing for his fifth uncle to fall into a pit and drown. However, he couldn't help it and wanted to go over and take a look.
It's a pity that my uncle didn't even think of taking them there.
"Lead the way."
On the way to the living room, He Zhao was wandering in his thoughts.
He swore to God that when he revised the copy of the Book of Life and Death, he really didn't know that Wang Laowu was the fifth master of the palace.
Siluke
Of course, even if you knew it, you would still have to drown someone if you should.
If a person who is full of evildoers drowns in a cesspit, it will be easier for him.
The two brothers were sitting in the hall drinking tea. After an unknown amount of time, Wang Ying returned with a slightly gloomy expression.
The causes and consequences of Wang Laowu's death have been revealed by servants.
In the early morning, the fifth brother drank two large jars of wine. Maybe he ate in a hurry and felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. There happened to be a hut next to him.
Maybe he drank too much. When he was squatting in the pit, his foot slipped and he fell into it with a plop.
After being drunk, my whole body was in a state of mental confusion, and I subconsciously opened my mouth to call for help. All I heard was gurgling, and I drank a big mouthful of excrement water.
By the time the servants fished him out, he had already died of suffocation and choking on feces.
There is sadness, but more confusion.
"Uncle, my condolences."
When He Lei saw his uncle return, he immediately stepped forward to greet him, suppressing his smile and comforting him with a straight face.
Not to mention anything else, Brother Cheap is a great scholar after all, and he has the same mind as Ming Jing. For the people of Jincheng, Wang Wu's death is hundreds of times better than alive.
"Alas, the cycle of nature brings unfavorable retribution. Lao Wu did a lot of things like giving birth to a son without an asshole, and this day will come sooner or later. I just didn't expect that he would die so hastily."
Mr. Wang sighed, as if he had expected it.
He Zhao scoffed at this.
Who is in charge of the Lao Wang family?
It must be the eldest brother Wang Ying. In other words, at least half of the blame that Lao Wu takes is for his own brother. Without the reputation of Mr. Wu, how could their family be so wealthy?
Good guy, you are so eager to throw away the blame and clear the relationship right after someone dies?
Rich people really have dark hearts.
It's not that there are no good people in Qing Country, it's just that good people are like the giant pandas in the central area of the alliance, and they are cherished too much.
If you want to make money, bully and dominate the market, occupy the fields, just basic operations.
As the head of the three hegemons, the Wang family, can the person at the helm be a good person?
Not to mention anything else, the He family is ostensibly married to the Wang family, but is actually dependent on them. 70% of the money earned is turned over, and the remaining 30% belongs to their family.
If it weren't for the big officials in Jiang Province who didn't want the old Wang family's power to expand and suppressed her openly and covertly, why would Wang Ying's father have married his daughter to Mr. He, who was full of all kinds of evil in his youth?
The Li family, one of the three hegemons, would have collapsed twenty years ago and been divided up if it had not been for the support of people behind it in order to fight against the other two hegemons.
"Let's not talk about him anymore, why did he come to the door today?" Wang Ying just felt sad and then asked.
"I heard that my uncle's house was attacked last night, and my father specially asked us two brothers to come and express condolences." Brother Cheap replied, raising his hand to greet the servant who brought him the gift, and brought up the gift.
"Hey, just come and bring whatever you want. Butler, when the young master leaves later, take out the fifty-year-old wild ginseng."
Mr. Wang is a very particular person, and He Lei is half of the Wang family, so he is not stingy.
"Don't refuse, take it back and replenish your health. My brother-in-law is the same. Just by asking you to study, your body will become weaker and weaker."
A son cannot criticize a father, so the cheap brother can only change the subject.
"Uncle, are there any casualties in the house?"
"It's okay, it's just a few servants who died. Speaking of which, I really want to thank the Taoist priest who came to ask for a meal at dusk yesterday. If it hadn't been for him, our palace would have been in trouble." Mr. Wang took a sip of tea and pressed.
Shocked.
"Taoist priest?"
He Lei looked confused and didn't know why.
"Butler, please ask Mr. Guang to come to the living room for a chat."
"Yes, sir."
The old housekeeper responded and left slowly.
He Zhao was always calm about his uncle Cheap's disregard. The elephant would not care about the ant's attitude. If he had not been holding back for a month, he would not have agreed to He Wangzu's trip with his elder brother.
After a while, the old man came back with a man dressed as a Taoist priest.
"Sir, Mr. Guang is here."
"Back off."
Mr. Wang waved his hand, and the old butler bowed and walked away slowly backwards.
Young Master He took a quick look and saw four words - bohemian.
The other person was about forty years old, and his exposed skin was dark. At first glance, he looked like someone who had been traveling all year round. His robes were washed white, showing that he was a poor Taoist priest. He carried a long sword on his back, and he looked a bit like a knight.
When Mr. Guang came closer, he smelled the aroma of medicine.
[Spiritual Messenger], activated.
[Name: Guangcheng]
[Title: Alchemy Wizard (When refining alchemy, there is a chance that the quality of the elixir will be improved to a higher level, and the probability of failure will be reduced. Occasionally, the finished product will have unexpected changes, either good or bad.)]
【Power:11.0】
[Physique: 10.0]
【Agility:12.0】
【Gene Spirit:66.0】
【Qi Refiner: Six Void】
[Badge: Swordsman, heroic knight, hating evil as much as hatred, upright and upright, discerning herbs, proficient in everything]
[Abilities: "Star Absorption Technique" (Xiao Cheng), "Star Observation Technique", "Soul Movement Technique", "Alchemy Cauldron Technique", "Sword Control Technique", "Forbidden Magic Technique", "Sowing Beans into Soldiers"]
‘Liu Xu?’
It is a higher realm than his Feijing realm.
But in the list of badges, the ones that are heroic, hate evil as much as hatred, and are upright and upright are more interesting.
Isn't this guy going to do justice to God under the guise of begging for food and sacrifice people from the palace to God?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it was that when people from out of town arrived in Jincheng, the locals would kindly remind them not to mess with Lao Wang's family.
He was probably investigating and collecting evidence in the palace. On the way, he encountered the Six Desire Demons coming to rob people, so he stopped them and saved about a hundred people in the palace.
Otherwise, really sorry for the first four badges.
"Three laymen, this is polite." Guangcheng bowed to the three of them and put his hands together in front of his chest, with his left hand outside and his right hand inside.
Wang Ying hurriedly waved his hands and kept talking.
"I don't dare, I don't dare. Thanks to the Taoist priest last night, if not, everyone in my palace would have been wiped out."
"Haha, exterminating demons and protecting the Tao is our duty, so why should we say thank you?"
After the words fell, Guangcheng looked at He Zhao and said again.
"Unexpectedly, I met someone of the same mind today."
"Comrade?" X2.
They both turned their heads and looked at He Zhao, who had been silent since he entered the house.
The former is unbelievable, while the latter has already realized it.
"To be honest, there were uninvited guests at our He Mansion last night. Thanks to my second brother's intervention, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous." He Lei thought of his uncle's always being lukewarm towards his younger brother, turning a blind eye, and hurriedly reminded him.
Wang Ying was stunned. He still didn't put down the teacup he held in his hand, as if he was under a restraining spell.
He saw Guangcheng's ability with his own eyes last night.
When a black shadow shot straight at him, he heard spring thunder ringing in his ears.
"How dare you, evil beast!"
Then a sword light that seemed to be about to split the world flew across the dark shadow with a bang, splitting it into two instantly. Bright red blood spattered out, and the bluestone floor corroded into a pool of black liquid.
An ignorant servant stepped forward to clean up the mess, but as soon as he touched the corpse, his breath turned into thick water.
In his opinion, the Taoist priest Guangcheng was a figure among the gods.
Now that his nephew suddenly told him that the cheap nephew you have always disliked is also a true immortal from the land who can eradicate evil spirits, it is strange that he can calm down in his heart.
"Oh!" Guangcheng's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. "I didn't expect that the layman could achieve such great results at such a young age. He is really a genius, and I am not as good as me."
The Taoist priest's words were not a compliment, but a sincere feeling that Master He Er, sitting opposite, was a genius.
When he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he was about to enter the Chengguang Realm. It took more than twenty years of wasted time and a few adventures to achieve his current level of cultivation.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is directly in Feijingjing and is a genius.
"I don't dare, I'm just practicing blindly."
"Alas, second brother. It has only been a month since you abandoned literature and started practicing martial arts. You have practiced to this level and can deserve the praise of a genius." He Lei didn't know about training, but he knew how to compare.
The Taoist priest named Guang saved the Wang Mansion; his own brother saved the He Mansion.
Guangcheng=He Zhao, is there nothing wrong?
Looking at his age, he is probably a little younger than his biological father.
The second brother is young and not even ten years old.
Compare the two and decide the difference!
"Kacha!"
Upon hearing this, Taoist Master Guang crushed the teacup into pieces.
"Are you sure it's a month?"
"I can confirm that a month ago he was just a scholar. Taoist Priest, do you have any questions?"
The cheap brother had a puzzled look on his face, not knowing what was wrong with Shitai.
"Gudong——"
Guangcheng swallowed his saliva and changed from a scholar to a Qi practitioner in Feijing realm in thirty days.
Have a question?
Big problem!
Master, are you a god from heaven who has come down to earth?
"well--"
He traveled all over the country and met countless young people with amazing talents.
However, compared with Master He, he is just like a chicken and a dog.
"One month... one month..."
Square murmured to himself, as if he had lost his soul.
He Lei: "..."
Got hit?
He Zhao glanced at the cheap brother and said what the truth was.
It's like a scumbag who worked hard for three years in high school and studied and answered questions day and night. His deskmate was careless and played hard from the first year of high school until the college entrance examination was approaching.
One month before the college entrance examination, I suddenly woke up and studied hard.
Immediately afterwards, the test results came out not long after.
The bad student entered the first line and saw that his deskmate's score was 750, a perfect score and the best in the country. He could choose the second school in Qingbei and even get a bonus by studying abroad.
Although I am not bad, when I think about three years of hard study, it is not as good as thirty days of recovery, how can I not lose my mentality?
"Pap...pap..."
In the empty living room, there were sounds of footsteps.
Guangcheng immediately came to his senses, a bright starlight flashed in his eyes.
"who?"
He Zhao's eyes were also shining. When he activated [Spirit World Messenger], he noticed a strong smell of incense.
"Buzz——"
The air fluctuated, and a man with disheveled hair and dressed like a jailer came into view.
The opponent's right hand holds a wooden sign with two green inscriptions on it - Ri Xun.
He holds a pumpkin hammer in his left hand, the hammer is covered with sharp barbs.
"I am the City Emperor who sits down to patrol the sun. I came here today on the orders of the master. I invite the second young master of He Mansion to go to the City Emperor Temple to discuss important matters."
"!!!"X3.
Uncle Cheap and his eldest brother were surprised that there really was a city emperor in the world.
Guangcheng was surprised when the Yin God could be so easy to talk to. After living for more than forty years, his footprints were not only all over Daqing, but at least half of them. He killed demons and demons on the way, and it was not like he had never dealt with the gods of incense and fire.
Each and every one of them maintains their own identity, not only standing tall in the face of mortals, but also disdainful of Qi practitioners.
The most important thing is not to fall out with others.
If you provoke the local Yin God, a lot of gods will come to look for trouble.
He is not afraid of the day-watching gods and night-watching gods, but above them there are civil and military judges, as well as the most powerful one - the city emperor!
Actually, it wasn't the god in Jincheng who was easy to talk to, but the night patrol god who had a good relationship with her. He told his companions what happened in He Mansion last night.
The Goddess of Japan is not a fool, and she doesn't want to get beaten up because of her attitude.
Can you get the place back in the future and erase the fact that you were pinned to the ground and beaten severely?
What's more, if a young person is beaten, what will her superiors think of her?
The internal competition among the Yins and Gods is equally fierce.
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