An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Not long after, the lackey came with a brand new cotton-padded jacket and fur coat.

"Master, your clothes are here. The house was burned down. I searched for a long time before I found a few clothes that the servants had just washed and had not yet sent to you.

Master?

Ah..."

The lackey's screams resounded through the night sky.

Because when he entered the door with the clothes, he actually saw Wang Jizong, the young master of the Wang family, lying on the ground with his arms and legs missing.

One of Wang Jizong's arms was cut off from the elbow, and both legs were cut off from the heels.

There was a deep wound on his neck.

In his other intact hand, he was holding a bloody hatchet.

And beside him, there was a poisonous snake that was chopped into six or seven pieces.

It looked like Wang Jizong was bitten by a poisonous snake on his hands and feet, and then he made a heroic move.

In the end, for some unknown reason, he actually committed suicide by slitting his neck.

The miserable death of Wang Jizong made the lackey run out of the door and vomit at a glance.

After vomiting for a while, he was about to find someone, but his eyes rolled, and he resisted the discomfort of vomiting and fainting, and began to search Wang Jizong's body.

Soon he took away all the money bags, gold, silver, jade and other accessories on Wang Jizong's body.

After that, he did not tell anyone about Wang Jizong's death. He just took advantage of the chaos of everyone putting out the fire and the whole Wang family to shuttle through the rooms of the Wang family and pack up all the valuable things of the Wang family.

However, when he entered Wang Yuanwai's study, he saw a young man looking at him with a smile.

The lackey was startled, but when he saw the appearance of the person clearly, he immediately relaxed: "You, you are the bastard, why are you here?"

This person was Fang Ping, the first time he killed someone directly, and he killed someone in such an extremely cruel way.

Afterwards, Fang Ping also vomited for a long time, and stayed in Wang Yuanwai's study for a long time before he calmed down a little.

Fang Ping suppressed the discomfort after just killing someone and asked, "Why are you here if you're not with your master?"

"It's none of your business where I go?" The lackey didn't take Fang Ping seriously at all and said fiercely, "Get out of here now, or don't blame me for being rude."

"Could it be that your master just died and you came to steal his things?" Fang Ping glanced at the bag the lackey was carrying.

The lackey cursed: "Bastard, I advise you to get out of here while I'm in a good mood, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Fang Ping didn't care about the other party's threat, and said in a calm tone: "Were you there when Wang Jizong beat my mother?"

Hearing this, the lackey showed a sneer on his face: "Haha, are you talking about that old widow? Although she is a little old, she still has her charm. The young master asked her to accompany us for two days and promised to give you your wages, but that old widow didn't know how to behave..."

Before the lackey finished speaking, Fang Ping had already slapped him in the face.

Fang Ping slapped him hard, causing half of the lackey's teeth to fly out, and he was dizzy.

Fang Ping only knew that his mother went to ask for wages and was beaten, but he didn't know that there were twists and turns in the process.

Now Fang Ping even felt that Wang Jizong's death seemed too easy.

"What happened next?" Fang Ping said in a cold voice.

The lackey was confused. I was just about to say it.

If you hadn't slapped me, I would have finished it now.

No, you bastard dared to hit me.

The lackey picked up a stool and was about to hit Fang Ping.

As a result, Fang Ping dodged sideways and kicked him in the stomach again, sending him flying several steps and hitting the wall, vomiting blood.

"Stop, stop hitting me, I'll tell you!"

The lackey couldn't figure out how this bastard could be so powerful.

Based on the principle that a good man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him, knowing that he can't win, it's better to surrender obediently and avoid physical pain.

So he continued, "Young Master... well, in short, Young Master didn't say a few words, and your mother, um, it was Auntie, Auntie, she started to scold Young Master... She scolded Wang Jizong, that bastard.

Wang Jizong was so angry that he started to fight, but who knew that Auntie actually came with a hatchet and almost cut Wang Jizong.

As a result, Wang Jizong became even angrier and didn't care about the severity of the fight. Really, it was Wang Jizong who did it himself, and I didn't move a finger."

Fang Ping snorted in his heart. As expected of a lackey who could follow Wang Jizong, he was very smart and avoided the important issues. He didn't take any responsibility on himself.

But he didn't care. Originally, he killed the evil leader, and he didn't want to care about these lackeys, and didn't want to commit more murders.

However, if he wanted to blame someone, he could only blame this guy for his bad luck.

He didn't even need to think about it to guess that if he let this guy go today, then tomorrow this guy would tell everyone that he was the one who set the fire and killed people, and then put all the things he stole on his head.

Then his plan to kill and burn quietly and not let anyone connect tonight's events with himself would be ruined.

Once the government knew about it, he would be doomed to be unable to leave Da Zhou, let alone go to Daliang to find his relatives.

So, this lackey would not survive.

Not long after, Fang Ping walked out of Wang Yuanwai's study, and soon, he returned again, but he was holding a guy who was beaten and bruised in his hand.

This guy was also Wang Jizong's lackey. It was the guy who suggested Wang Jizong to hunt a bastard after Fang Ping met them with porridge that day.

When Fang Ping met him, this guy was not putting out the fire, but was prying the door of Wang's account office warehouse, preparing to fish in troubled waters.

So Fang Ping was naturally not polite. He beat him up and then took him back and threw him into Wang Yuanwai's study, making it look like the two guys took advantage of the fire to rob, and fought because of the uneven distribution of the spoils, and both were injured.

After doing all this, there were no more accidents. Fang Ping found Wang Jizong and told him where Wang Yuanwai hid his money. He packed a large bag of gold, silver and jewelry, took away all the land deeds and house deeds, and left quietly.

When Fang Ping left Wang's house, most of the villagers had come, men and women, old and young, carrying buckets and basins to help put out the fire.

The simplicity of the villagers was fully reflected at this moment.

Although Wang Yuanwai's family usually acted arrogantly, at the critical moment, everyone still tried their best to help.

Although they learned about the death of Wang Yuanwai and his wife after arriving at the scene, they still decided to help Wang's family put out the fire.

So when Fang Ping came out of Wang Yuanwai's house, there were not many people in the streets and alleys of the village.

Except for some old, young, sick and disabled people who stayed at home and did not participate in the fire fighting, the rest of the people were basically at Wang Yuanwai's house.

Fang Ping walked carefully in the streets and alleys, carefully observing every intersection, with a bag full of gold, silver and jewelry in his hand.

Occasionally, when he passed by villagers who usually took care of them mother and son, or helped them more or less, he would grab some gold, silver and jewelry and throw them into the other's yard.

Those with good relationships helped more, those who were very kind threw more, and those with average relationships threw less.

Especially for the few families who helped him during his mother's serious injury and death, Fang Ping gave the most.

In the end, there was still a lot left, and he did not give them all, but only left himself a little loose silver and copper coins, and found a place to bury the rest.

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