"Oh, I see." Surprisingly, Wang Ying seemed very plain. 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, big master. Five Elders master, he, he, he"
"Why are you so worried? Tell me!"
First Master 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.
"Five Elders ye Five Elders ye. He drowned!"
"What?"
Wang Ying's face was no longer calm, but one of shock.
He didn't care before. Firstly, it was because Fifth Brother had a bad reputation, which led to the Wang Mansion's bad reputation. Secondly, how could an elder brother not know what his younger brother was capable of?
After all, Garrison Commander, who is leading the troops and protecting Jin City's security, dare not say that he can kill the general and capture the flag, Bravest of the Three Armies. However, five or six gangsters can still do it if they cannot get close easily.
Fifth Master Wang has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his skills are not weak, otherwise he would not be able to suppress the gangsters. It is just a cesspit, which is about three meters high. Most people cannot climb up, but it does not mean that 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 cesspit 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."
First Master Wang had just ran out a few steps when he remembered that there were two nephews there. So, he turned to the elderly Old Steward 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.
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Cheap Eldest Brother He Lei was silent for a while. Although it was a sad thing for the fifth uncle to fall into a pit and drown. However, he couldn't help it and wanted to follow him 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 around in the world.
He swears to God, when he modified the copy of Book of Life and Death, he really didn't know that Fifth Master Wang was the Five Elders of the Wang Mansion.
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 Fifth Master Wang's death have been revealed by the servant.
In the early morning, 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 latrine 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, I was completely confused and subconsciously opened my mouth to call for help. All I heard was gurgling and I drank a big mouthful of feces.
By the time the servants fished him out, he had already died of suffocation and choking on feces.
There is sadness, but more of it is confusion.
"Uncle, my condolences."
He Lei When he saw his uncle return, he immediately came forward to greet him, suppressing his smile and comforting him with a straight face.
If nothing else, Cheap Eldest Brother is a civil servant, and his heart is like a mirror. For Jin City people, dead Wang Wu 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. Sooner or later, this day will come. I just didn't expect that he would die so hastily."
First Master Wang sighed, as if he had expected it.
He Zhao scoffed at this.
Who is in charge of the Old Wang family?
It must be Eldest Brother Wang Ying, in other words. At least half of the blame that Lao Wu takes is for his own brother. Without Mr. Five Elders's notoriety, how could they, Lineage, be so rich?
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 Qing Kingdom doesn't have good people, it's just that good people are just like the giant pandas of the Alliance Central District, and we cherish them so 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 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 senior officials of Jiang Province, who didn't want the Old Wang family's power to expand, they suppressed her openly and covertly. Wang Ying's father might have married his daughter to Old Master He, who was full of evil in his youth.
Li Family, one of Three Hegemons, would have collapsed twenty years ago and been divided up if it weren't for the fact that there were people behind it 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 for a moment, and then asked.
"I heard that my uncle's house was attacked last night, and my father specially asked us two brothers to come to express condolences." Cheap Eldest Brother 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 Old Mountain ginseng."
Master Wang is a very particular person, and He Lei is half of the Wang family blood, so he is not stingy either.
"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 say anything about his father, Cheap Eldest 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 have to thank the Daoist priest who came to ask for a meal at dusk yesterday. If it hadn't been for him, I, Wang Mansion, would have been in trouble." Master Wang took a sip of tea and calmed down his shock.
"Daoist priest?"
He Lei looked confused and didn't know why.
"Butler, please Mr. Guang come to the living room for a chat."
"Yes, sir."
The old housekeeper responded and walked away slowly.
He Zhao was always calm about his cheap uncle'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 and come with Eldest Brother.
After a while, the old man came back with a man dressed as a Daoist priest.
"Master, Mr. Guang is here."
"Back off."
Master Wang waved his hand, Old Steward saluted, and slowly walked backwards and left.
Second Young Master He At first glance, there are four words - bohemian.
The man was about forty years old, and his exposed skin was dark. At first glance, he looked like someone who traveled abroad all year round. His robes were washed white, which showed that he was a poor Daoist priest. He carried a long sword on his back, and he looked a bit like a knight.
When Mr. Guang came closer, he smelled a medicinal fragrance.
[Spirit Realm Messenger], Start.
[Name: Guang Cheng]
[Title: Alchemy Prodigy (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.)]
[Strength:11.0]
[Constitution:10.0]
[Agility:12.0]
[Gene Spirit:66.0]
[Qi Refiner: Liu Xu]
[Badge: Swordsman, hero, hate evil as much as hatred, righteousness, Identify Hundred Herbs, perfect in every aspect]
[Ability: <Heavenly Star Qi Absorption Method>(Minor Accomplishment), <Stargazing Technique>, <Soul Roaming Technique>, <Alchemy Cauldron Technique>, <Sword Flight Technique>, <Forbidden Spell Technique>, <Scattering Beans into Soldiers>]
'Liu Xu?'
It's a level higher than Flying Scenery Realm.
It's just that in the list of Badge, the hero, hatred of evil, and righteousness are more interesting.
Isn't this guy going to do justice to God under the guise of begging for food and sacrifice Wang Mansion's people to God?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it was that when people from out of town arrived at Jin City, the locals would kindly remind them not to mess with the Old Wang family.
It is estimated that they were investigating and collecting evidence in the Wang Mansion. On the way, they met Six Desires Demon who came to rob someone, so they stopped him and saved hundreds of people in the house.
Otherwise, I'm really sorry for the first four Badge.
"Three Lay Practitioner, this is very polite." Guang Cheng 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 Daoist priest last night, if not, I, Wang Mansion, would have been exterminated."
"Haha, it's our job to eliminate demons and protect the Tao, so there's no need to say thank you."
After finishing his words, Guang Cheng 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 entering the house.
The former is unbelievable, while the latter has already realized it.
"To be honest, I, He Mansion, also had an uninvited guest at my door last night. Thanks to my second brother's intervention, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous." He Lei remembered that his uncle had always been lukewarm towards his brother and had turned a blind eye, so he hurriedly reminded him.
Wang Ying was stunned. The tea cup he picked up in his hand did not put down for a long time, as if Rooting Technique had been hit.
Guang Cheng's ability, he saw it 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 puddle 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, Daoist priest Guang Cheng is a person among the gods.
Now that his nephew suddenly tells him that the cheap nephew you have always disliked is also Land Immortal who can eradicate evil spirits, it is strange that he can calm down in his heart.
"Oh!" When Guang Cheng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. "I didn't expect that Lay Practitioner could achieve such great things at such a young age. He is truly a genius, and I am not as good as him."
The Daoist priest's words were not a compliment, but he truly felt that Second Young Master He, who was sitting across from him, was a genius.
When he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he could barely enter Riding Light Realm. It took more than twenty years and a few adventures to achieve his current level of cultivation.
He is directly called Flying Scenery Realm. The word genius is not an exaggeration.
"I don't dare, I'm just practicing blindly."
"Alas, second brother. It has only been a month since you gave up literature and started practicing martial arts. You have practiced to this level and can deserve the praise of a genius." He Lei doesn't know about training, but he knows how to compare.
The Daoist priest named Guang saved Wang Mansion; his own brother saved He Mansion.
Guang Cheng=He Zhao, is there anything 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!"
Daoist Guang heard this and crushed the tea cup.
"Are you sure it's a month?"
"I can confirm that a month ago he was just a scholar. Daoist Priest, do you have any questions?"
Cheap Eldest Brother's face was full of doubts, not knowing what was wrong with Shi Tsai.
"Gudong--"
Guang Cheng swallowed his saliva and changed from a scholar to the Flying Scenery Realm Qi Refiner in thirty days.
Have a question?
Big problem!
Master, are you a god from heaven who has come down to earth?
"Alas--"
He traveled all over the country and met countless young people with amazing talents.
However, compared with Second Young Master He, they are just like chickens and dogs.
"Month by month"
Square murmured to himself, as if he had lost his soul.
He Lei:"."
Got hit?
He Zhao glanced at Cheap Eldest Brother, telling the truth.
It's like a scumbag who worked hard for three years in high school and studied and solved questions day and night. His deskmate was careless and played from the first year of high school to Gaokao.
Gaokao A month ago, 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.
Guang Cheng immediately came to his senses, a bright starlight flashed in his eyes.
"Who?"
He Zhao's eyes were also shining. When he turned on [Spirit Realm 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 other party held Wood Tablet in his right hand and wrote two green inscriptions - Sun Patrol.
He is holding a Golden Gourd Hammer in his left hand, and the hammer is covered with Sharpness barbs.
"I am City God, sit down Sun Patrol God. I came here today on the order of the master. Please He Mansion Second Young Master, go to City God Temple to discuss important matters."
"!!!"X3.
Uncle Cheap and Eldest Brother were surprised that there really was City God in the world.
Guang Cheng was surprised when Yin God could be so easy to talk to. He has lived for more than forty years, and his footprints are all over Great Qing, at least half of them. He slays demons and monsters on the way, and it's not like he has never dealt with Incense God.
Each and every one of them maintains their own identity, not only being superior to ordinary people, but also looking down upon them, even Qi Refiner.
The most important thing is not to fall out with others.
If you provoke the local Yin God, there will immediately be a lot of gods coming to find a place.
He is not afraid of [Sun Touring God] and Night Patrol God, but there are Civil and Military Judges and the strongest one - City God!
Actually, it's not that God Jin City is easy to talk to, but Night Patrol God, who has a good relationship with Him, told his companions what happened to the He Mansion last night.
Sun Patrol God is not a fool, and he doesn't want to be beaten for nothing because of his 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 man is beaten, what will the bosses think of him?
The internal competition among Yin God is also very fierce.