C2 Danger

With a crisp popping sound, Zhao Wuqi pointed at Zhang Qi and Wang Xuan and cursed: "You two trash, rice bucket, idiot, just one Wang Dazhuang and you two are already this scared? "It's a waste of time."

Zhang Qi and Wang Xuan lowered their heads, not daring to say anything. Although they were not convinced, they did not dare to say anything either.

"I've never been like this since I was born. I've never bullied anyone since I was young. I never expected that I would be beaten up by that bastard An Yifeng today. What's more hateful is that Wang Dazhuang actually dared to attack me. I can't take this lying down. "You two better hurry up and think of a way to deal with Wang Dazhuang. If you can't think of a way, then hurry up and pack your things and get out of the Zhao manor."

Wang Xuan chuckled. "Young master, young master, wait a moment, isn't it just getting rid of Wang Dazhuang? He goes up the mountain every day to chop wood. We can trap him halfway and then fix him up. "

"What trap?" Zhao Wuqi narrowed his eyes at the grinning Emperor Xuan.

Wang Xuan walked up to him, bent down, and whispered a few sentences into his ear!

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Hearing that, Zhao Wuki revealed a sinister smile. He patted Wang Xuan's shoulder and said, "You're still the smart one. We'll do as you say." This time, I will not take care of Wang Dazhuang and let him know that offending Young Master Zhao is the biggest mistake he has ever done in his life. " After saying that, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes …

The next morning, An Lingyang carried his basket and went back up the mountain to pick herbs. Before he left, he instructed An Yifeng to drive Zhao Wuqi if he saw him hiding. Although his father was not bad, Zhao Wuqi was not a good person.

He turned around and went back into the house, sat down on the chair, and stared blankly at the bracelet in his right hand. He muttered to himself, "Zhao Wuqi, you son of a b * tch, didn't you say you were a bit older than me and had a little more strength? What's there to be proud of? "Wait until I'm a few years old and see if I can beat you up until all your teeth fall out."

"Eh?" An Yi accidentally saw the bracelet on her right hand flash a red light. There was a faint shadow of a person smiling at him. She was shocked. He hurriedly rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, only to discover that there was nothing there.

"Am I seeing things?" I clearly saw a figure, but why is it gone? " An Yifeng said in a low voice. He used his left hand to remove the bracelet on his right hand. If he didn't, he would have been shocked. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remove the bracelet.

"What's going on? Why can't I take it down?" An Yifeng was sweating profusely as he flipped the bracelet on his left hand. It was strange that he had managed to remove it so quickly. This made An Yifeng feel even more puzzled. "Why can't you remove the bracelet on your left hand and the bracelet on your right hand?"

His left hand was holding a bracelet with a phoenix carved on it. He looked around but didn't see anything different. But why couldn't he take the bracelet off his right hand?

"Eh? Why is the dragon's eyes red?" As An Yifeng looked at the blood-red dragon eye, he felt as if it were alive. The tinge of red in the dragon eye had completely changed the dragon's temperament. Just as he was at a loss as to what to do, a childish voice called out from outside the door. "Brother An, are everyone waiting for you to go out and play?"

An Yifeng knew who the voice was the moment he heard it and replied, "Little Mo, wait a moment. I'll be right out." With that, he glanced at the bracelet on his right hand, shook his head and twitched his mouth, then quickly closed the door and ran out.

Wiping the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, he stretched lazily and said tiredly, "The sky is about to turn dark, and the herbs have been prepared enough. As long as nothing unexpected happens in the next few months, we should be able to use next year's spring." With that, he walked down the mountain.

Two hours later, dusk fell. An Lingyang raised his head to look at the blurry village in front of him, and revealed a smile on his face. "I wonder how Little An is doing at home?" This kid has a good temper but he's got a good temper. What do you think he should be doing if he doesn't have anything to do with Zhao Wuki? This guy has been idle since he was young, so what can he do about it? Although it will not cause any big ruckus, it is still not a good thing. "

'Eh? ' An Lingyang's eyes lit up when he saw a silver ingot not too far away from him. He asked curiously, "You actually lost money here?" Pick it up first and see if you can find the owner. " When he was one meter away from the silver, he suddenly felt his legs go soft. 'Ah!' He suddenly lost all his weight. 'Putong!' He and the basket fell into the trap and fainted on the spot.

At this time, Zhao Wuqi, who had been hiding not too far away, brought Wang Xuan and Zhang Qi and jumped out from behind a big tree. Since it was already dark, they didn't see who fell in, but Wang Dazhuang.

Zhao Wuqi laughed, "Wang Dazhuang, Wang Dazhuang, I did not expect you to fall into my hands today, right? In order to deal with you, you bastard, I'm exhausted. This three meter deep trap is for you. "I will bury you alive soon so that you will know the consequences of offending me!"

Wang Xuan and Zhang Qi were startled when they heard that Zhao Wuqi was going to bury Wang Dazhuang alive. They timidly asked, "Young Master, you're not really going to bury him alive are you?"

"F * ck!" Of course it's buried alive. Do you think I'm joking? Yesterday, he actually dared to act so arrogantly with me. If I don't bury him alive, who else would I bury? "Anyways, it's already dark, so no one will know. Moreover, he comes to the mountains every day to chop firewood. Who knows if he was eaten by wild beasts or if he fell off a cliff and died."

"Eldest Young Master, this won't do! Wang Dazhuang was from Hidden Tiger Village after all, he still had a mother! If you really bury him alive, what would happen to his old lady? Although we also hate Wang Dazhuang, we don't have the intention to kill him. "

"Pa, pa!" Zhao Wuqi slapped them twice and angrily said, "F * ck, stop talking nonsense for laozi. If I say we want to kill him, then let's kill him. The old lady is not my old lady. Hurry up and fill up the trap for me!" Rest assured, I will not treat you unfairly. In the future, I will give you guys ten silver coins each month. "

A hundred and twenty silvers per month plus eleven silvers per year was equivalent to one hundred and twenty silvers. Even if the two of them had worked hard for three years, they still wouldn't have been able to earn that much. They looked at each other and nodded.

"Is what Young Master said true?"

"Cut the crap, when have I ever lied to you?"

"Good!" "Then we'll go for broke." Zhang Qi and Wang Xuan picked up their shovels and began to fill them up crazily.

A large amount of mud fell down and hit An Lingyang's body, waking him up. He wanted to stand up, but his right leg couldn't do anything, he knew that his right leg had fractured, and at this moment, a large pile of mud fell on top of his head. He was startled and immediately shouted: "Hey, hey! Do not leave dirt on top of it! There are people down there, quickly save me and go up! "

Hearing the voice coming from below, Zhao Wuqi laughed out loud, "Because I know that there is someone below, I am still a fool! Wang Dazhuang, ah, Wang Dazhuang, today I will send you to heaven. "

An Lingyang carefully recognized Zhao Wuqi's voice and quickly explained, "Young Master Zhao, you're wrong. I'm not Wang Dazhuang, I'm An Lingyang."

As soon as Wang Xuan and Zhang Qi heard this, they knew it was indeed An Lingyang. They hurriedly stopped filling up the earth with their shovels. They could bury Wang Dazhuang alive for money, but if it was An Lingyang and the others, they would not be able to do it. In the past, they had all been taken care of by An Lingyang. So when they found out that the one below was not Wang Dazhuang but An Lingyang, they immediately stopped their shovels and were about to go down to save the man.

"What are you guys doing?" Zhao Wuqi looked at Wang Xuan and Zhang Qi furiously.

"Below us is Senior An. We can't hurt him!"

"Hmph, let me tell you this. Since I did not catch Wang Dazhuang meeting An Lingyang today, it means that he is going to carry the burden. In any case, I will deal with Wang Dazhuang sooner or later." Now that he's delivered himself to me, then don't blame me! "His son only dared to oppose me because of An Lingyang's prestige in the village. Today, I will kill his father and see if he dares to be arrogant in the future."

"Eldest Young Master, this won't do. There's only one doctor in our village, you can't do this!"

"Stop bullshitting, are you going to bury him or not?"

Emperor Xuan and Zhang Qi looked at each other, then looked at the furious Zhao Wuqi. They coldly snorted and said in unison, "No need to bury him!"

"Good!" Won't bury him, right? "If you don't bury him, then get lost. I'll bury myself." After saying that, he snatched the shovel in Emperor Xuan's hands and crazily stuffed it into the trap.

"Zhao Wuqi, I didn't expect you to be so vicious. You will definitely get your retribution." An Lingyang cursed angrily.

"Curse!" I don't know if you will get retribution or not, but I know that you will die soon. "

"Young master!" Stop it, you can't do this! " Zhang Qi grabbed Zhao Wuki's hand and stopped him.

"Scram, it's too late now. If I don't kill him, won't I be in prison when he escapes?" After saying that, Zhao Wuki kicked Zhang Qi away and threatened, "I'm warning you, it's fine if you don't help. But if you dare to speak of what happened today, I'll kill you all without a burial ground."

Zhang Qi and Wang Xuan looked at him with reddened eyes and knew that he was not joking. They had followed him for more than a day or two, and they were very clear on Zhao Wuqi's character.

Seeing that the two of them did not try to stop them, Zhao Wuqi snorted and continued to fill up the trap. Very soon, An Lingyang was left with only one head, his body buried in the ground!

Despair! He had lost all hope! He had never thought that he would be buried alive under that bastard Zhao Wuqi. He would die just like that, but what about his son? He's so young. Since Zhao Wuqi dared to kill him, then even Little An wouldn't be able to escape from him.