Dig Up My Grave? Li Laocai Was Angered to Death! Ancestor's Long Fist Begins!

"Li Laocai, that old bastard, has two days left to live. I have to give him another push and anger him to death!"

Qin Wang's eyes gleamed thoughtfully as a plan formed in his mind.

He remembered that Li Laocai owned dozens of shops in Qingniu Town, all taken from other people.

"Four more days until Ancestor's Long Fist reaches beginner level!"

Qin Wang looked at the second piece of intelligence and nodded. He could see the progress of Ancestor's Long Fist; there was hope of growing stronger!

"That little girl, Bai Fenghuan, is really quite kind."

Seeing the third piece of intelligence, Qin Wang smiled faintly. The girl had seen how skinny he was and was actually planning to give him an extra dish today. That was truly rare!

"Chief Constable Zheng Kecheng has set his sights on Li Laocai's family fortune?"

Qin Wang looked at the fourth and fifth pieces of intelligence, his brows knitting deeply.

He had not expected it.

Zheng Kecheng also coveted the Li Family's wealth.

One had to know.

Zheng Kecheng was the chief constable of the county yamen. His martial skill had already reached the late second-rate level, and he commanded nearly a hundred constables, keeping one side of Yan Yun County safe. For now, Qin Wang could not possibly be Zheng Kecheng's match.

With Zheng Kecheng coveting Li Laocai's property, it would be much harder for Qin Wang to get Li Laocai's silver.

"The world changes in endless ways. I have the Intelligence Panel—there will always be a way!!"

Qin Wang calmed himself and continued reading the intelligence.

"Yu Hai? That middle-aged Pharmacist bears me ill will?"

Qin Wang felt somewhat speechless when he saw the seventh piece of intelligence. He only wanted to earn a mouthful of food and read some medical texts, yet someone had already set their sights on him. "Never mind him. If he entertains thoughts of harming me, then he can hardly blame me!"

"Li Laocai is about to die, and all the servants have their own schemes, making plans for themselves."

Qin Wang sighed inwardly as he read the ninth piece of intelligence.

That was only human nature. Who did not look out for themselves?

The Li Family was about to collapse. Naturally, those below would seize the chance to make a windfall amid the chaos.

"Hmm?"

"River God Sacrifice? It begins half a year from now? This time, it is the Chen Family among the Four Great Families that must provide a virgin girl?"

Qin Wang's gaze flickered as he read the final message. The River God Sacrifice was an annual grand event. Every year, four boys and four girls were sunk into the river in exchange for favorable winds and rains, and abundant harvests.

The Twelve Great Markets and the Four Great Families of the county seat took turns providing the boys and girls.

"I'll give Li Laocai another push!"

Qin Wang rose, took out some charcoal, shut the door, avoided the night watchmen, and headed toward Qingniu Town under cover of night.

The next day.

Hundred Herbs Hall.

Qin Wang was sorting medicinal ingredients in the rear hall when Bai Fenghuan walked in from outside and said to him, "Big Brother, let me tell you some amusing news!"

"What amusing news?"

A glint flashed through Qin Wang's eyes.

"Last night, someone—I don't know who—wrote on the walls of Li Laocai's shops in town with charcoal: once Li Laocai dies, they'll dig up his grave and whip his corpse eight hundred times! They'll even dig up his ancestral graves! Now the whole town is talking about it."

"If Li Laocai hears about it, won't he be angered to death?"

Bai Fenghuan had a strong sense of justice. Seeing Li Laocai suffer a setback seemed to delight her immensely.

"Huh?"

"That happened?"

Qin Wang pretended not to know. In truth, he had done it in the dead of night. He wanted to give Li Laocai a push.

After all, Li Laocai was about to die.

It would be even more satisfying if he were angered to death.

"Exactly!"

"Big Brother, do you think it could be that mysterious person who called Li Laocai a huge sucker last time?"

Bai Fenghuan looked extremely happy.

"I don't know about that. Li Laocai has done every kind of evil—perhaps this is retribution."

Qin Wang smiled faintly and continued sorting the medicinal ingredients.

At noon.

Li Family Manor.

Inside a classical side room in the second courtyard.

First Madam Fei Feiyan and her son Li Tianyi were in the room speaking with Li Laocai, whose breathing was faint but whose mind remained fairly clear.

"W-wife... Tianyi..."

"I have... hidden silver... in two places..."

Seeing that the maidservants had gone out and his younger sister was absent, Li Laocai immediately began haltingly giving his last instructions. Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside. Li Laocai stopped speaking and looked toward the door.

Not long after.

Steward Chen Pu stood at the doorway, panting heavily as he said, "M-master, Madam... the person spreading rumors in the market has appeared again."

"What rumor is he spreading this time?"

First Madam frowned upon hearing this.

"That person... he wrote on the wall by our Li Family gatehouse with charcoal, saying that once Master... once Master..."

Chen Pu cautiously glanced at Li Laocai and did not continue.

"Y-you... say it..."

Li Laocai gestured for Chen Pu to continue.

"That person said that after Master passes away, he'll dig up Master's grave and whip... whip his corpse eight hundred times... He'll even dig up the ancestral graves of Master's eighteen generations..."

Chen Pu looked at his master and relayed the news he had heard in town.

"Dig... dig up my grave... whip my corpse... Th-thief... you dare... urgh, urgh, urgh..."

Hearing that someone wanted to dig up his grave and whip his corpse, Li Laocai's eyes flew wide open. His emotions surged, his whole body shaking without end as foam spilled from his mouth. His body suddenly went stiff and straight; with an "urgh, urgh, urgh," he fell back, his head lolling to one side, never making another sound.

"Ah? Master!"

"Master! Master, what's wrong with you?!"

"Father!"

Seeing that their master had gone silent, First Madam, Li Tianyi, and Chen Pu all cried out loudly. The maidservants and servants outside heard the commotion and rushed in as well.

Hundred Herbs Hall.

Qin Wang, Bai Mingliang, and Bai Fenghuan were eating when Li Laocai's steward, Chen Pu, appeared at the entrance and said anxiously, "Doctor Bai, quickly, quickly, quickly! Please come take a look! My master... he... he has fainted!"

"Little Qin, carry the medicine chest. Come with me."

Bai Mingliang sighed inwardly upon hearing this.

He knew.

Master Li's time had come. Going there would merely be doing all that could be done.

"Alright."

Qin Wang hurriedly slung the medicine chest over his back and followed Doctor Bai toward Li Family Manor.

More than a quarter of an hour later.

Inside Li Laocai's side room in the second courtyard of Li Family Manor, Doctor Bai examined Li Laocai's eyelids and pulse, then shook his head and said to First Madam and Li Chunxia, "First Madam, by this old man's estimation, it should have been tomorrow night. How did this..."

"Master... he heard the rumors in town that someone would wait until he passed away, dig up his grave, and was so enraged that his breath caught in his chest, and then... sob, sob, sob..."

First Madam said sorrowfully.

Li Chunxia, Li Tianyi, and the others wept bitterly nearby.

"Ah! Please restrain your grief."

Bai Mingliang spoke to First Madam and Li Chunxia, then called Qin Wang to leave. Li Laocai was already dead.

Qin Wang gave Li Laocai's corpse a deep look, casually swept his gaze beneath the bed, and followed Bai Mingliang out.

"Serves him right! He's finally dead!"

Qin Wang was in an excellent mood.

It seemed that spreading those messages had indeed hastened Li Laocai's death.

The news that Li Laocai had been angered to death on the spot after hearing that someone would dig up his grave spread throughout Qingniu Town, becoming a topic of conversation in taverns and teahouses.

Qin Wang continued working at Hundred Herbs Hall during the day and practicing Ancestor's Long Fist at home at night.

Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, four days went by.

At midnight.

Qin Wang was practicing boxing in the main hall. He had just performed a set of Charging Step Twin Palms when he suddenly heard a "ding."

At the same time.

Strands of insight into the thirty-two forms of Ancestor's Long Fist appeared in his mind, and additional words appeared on the book-page panel to his right.

Qin Wang

Lifespan: 17/67

Skill: Culinary Arts (Beginner)

Progress: (788/800)

Effect: Steaming, boiling, frying, pan-frying, grilling, braising, mixing; diligence makes up for clumsiness. Two or three months to become proficient.

Martial Arts: Ancestor's Long Fist (Beginner)

Progress: (1/800)

Effect: Agile footwork, long strikes and short-body techniques, powerful explosive force, adept at close-quarters combat. Two years to reach minor mastery.