Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Three o'clock in the morning.

Wang Feng opened his eyes, got up quietly, put on his clothes and shoes, and used his spiritual sense to explore the entire No. 95 compound. Seeing that everyone was asleep, he opened the door and went out.

As he walked to the front yard, his spiritual senses told him that Yan Jiecheng was sleeping soundly on the floor, while Liu Yuhua was sleeping alone in bed. Wang Feng shook his head speechlessly.

Yan Jiecheng is really pathetic; he doesn't even have a bed to sleep in. He's a disgrace to men.

Oh, right, Yan Jiecheng isn't really a man anymore, so never mind.

Wang Feng didn't want to waste time either. He figured he could just throw trash like Yan Jiecheng into the latrine and drown him.

With a thought, Wang Feng directly stored Yan Jiecheng in his spatial warehouse, along with his clothes and shoes.

Under Wang Feng's mental control, the bolt on the Yan family's door slowly opened, thus proving that Yan Jiecheng had gone to the toilet in the middle of the night.

Wang Feng used his spiritual sense to scan the entire courtyard again. Seeing that no one came out, he went to a hidden corner in the front yard and flashed into the space.

Upon arriving at the space warehouse, Wang Feng picked up Yan Jiecheng's clothes and shoes and dressed him with a look of disgust.

Wang Feng is not subject to the time-stopping restriction in the space warehouse, since he is the controller of this space and the flow of time within it is under his control.

Yan Jiecheng wasn't wearing any clothes or shoes before, so it would seem abnormal to just throw him into the latrine and drown him like that. He had no choice but to dress Yan Jiecheng properly.

After leaving the space, Wang Feng arrived outside the toilet and, with a thought, threw Yan Jiecheng from the space warehouse into the pit in the men's toilet.

Yan Jiecheng woke up instantly after falling into the latrine. He was sleeping soundly at home, so how did he suddenly fall into the latrine?

Without thinking twice, he frantically tried to climb out, but the latrine was full of excrement and urine, making it even more slippery than an ice rink, and he couldn't climb out at all.

"save……"

Yan Jiecheng was about to shout for help, but before he could even utter a sound, he felt a mountain pressing down on his shoulders, shoving him to the ground.

The mountain on Yan Jiecheng's shoulder was, of course, controlled by Wang Feng using his spiritual sense. Now his spiritual sense has reached 120 meters, and his ability to collect objects remotely has increased from 600 jin to 1200 jin. It was too easy for him to press Yan Jiecheng down with his spiritual sense.

"Gurgle."

Yan Jiecheng swallowed large mouthfuls of excrement, feeling as if the mountain on his shoulders had disappeared. He used all his strength to frantically stomp in the cesspool until his head finally emerged.

"Huff, huff."

Yan Jiecheng was panting heavily, but before he could catch his breath, he felt a mountain pressing down on his shoulders again, and he was immediately pushed down once more.

"Gurgle."

Yan Jiecheng swallowed large gulps of excrement, his limbs paddling frantically, but the invisible mountain on his shoulder was like a leech clinging to his bone, impossible for him to break free from. He screamed for help in his mind, his chest burning with pain, feeling as if he were about to die.

Gradually, Yan Jiecheng's arms and legs lost strength, and his paddling speed slowed down.

Less than a minute later, Yan Jie stopped struggling.

However, just to be on the safe side, Wang Feng kept Yan Jiecheng submerged for ten minutes to make sure he was completely dead before withdrawing his spiritual sense.

Not long after his spiritual senses were withdrawn, Yan Jiecheng's corpse floated up from the cesspool.

"Pooh."

Wang Feng spat and went straight back to the Intermediate People's Court.

Although he didn't go into the toilet or touch anything dirty, his spiritual sense acted like eyes, clearly seeing Yan Jiecheng and the latrine. Now, he felt nauseous and his stomach was churning.

Back in his room, he closed the door and went to the bathroom to wash his hands for five minutes. Feeling he wasn't clean enough, he took a cold shower, which made him feel much better.

The clothes and shoes that Liu Yuhua dressed Yan Jiecheng for before were filthy, especially the shoes. Although he couldn't smell the stench in the space warehouse, he still felt disgusted just thinking about it. No wonder Liu Yuhua wouldn't let Yan Jiecheng sleep in bed.

After leaving the shower room, Wang Feng returned to his room, quietly lay back down on the bed, and went back to sleep.

It's still early, and there's nothing else to do if I don't go to sleep.

......

Just as dawn was breaking, Old Zhang felt a bit unwell in his stomach, so he took his chamber pot to the toilet.

After he finished using the toilet, it was getting brighter. He had just passed the first outhouse when he glanced at it casually and witnessed a horrifying scene.

"Ah! Someone's dead! Someone's dead!"

A terrified scream echoed throughout the entire courtyard.

"Help! Someone's dead!"

As Zhang Laoyan ran, he screamed in terror, his voice carrying far and wide, waking almost everyone in the entire compound.

Soon, the lights in every household were turned on.

Wang Feng, Qin Jingru, and Lu Banxia were also awakened by the horrified noise. Lu Banxia sat up and listened carefully.

"Brother Feng, Sister Jingru, did you hear that? It sounds like someone shouted 'Someone's dead!'"

"I heard that too. Get up quickly, let's go out and see," Qin Jingru urged.

Wang Feng knew without a doubt that Yan Jiecheng's body must have been discovered, but he had no choice but to pretend he didn't know anything.

Just as the three were getting dressed, some residents from the front yard closest to the toilet had already run to the toilet. The first person to run over was Yan Fugui, followed by Yan Jiefang, Aunt San, Liu Yuhua, Aunt Wu, Lao Hu, and others.

"Zhang Laoyan, what's wrong with you? Why are you shouting so early in the morning? We all have to go to work today," Yan Fugui asked in a deep voice.

When Zhang Laoyan saw that Uncle Yan Fugui had arrived, he immediately stretched out a trembling hand, pointed fearfully to the toilet, and said in a trembling voice:

"Third...Third Uncle, the...the latrine...someone's dead!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Fugui and the others were instantly shocked.

"Old Zhang, explain yourself clearly! What do you mean someone died? Who died? Where is he?"

Zhang Laoyan pointed to the toilet and exclaimed, "Someone drowned in the latrine! I don't know who it is. They were covered in excrement and urine, so I can't see them clearly!"

Upon hearing that someone had drowned in the latrine, Yan Fugui felt a chill run down his spine. Forcibly suppressing his fear, he went into the latrine and immediately saw a corpse in the pit. However, the corpse was covered in excrement, making it impossible to identify the person. Moreover, the person had clearly been dead for some time, so there was no need to save him.

He walked out of the restroom, trembling all over, and instructed Yan Jiefang, "Jiefang, quickly go and notify everyone in the hospital to come over."

"Okay, Dad."

Although Yan Jiefang was terrified, he still ran towards the Intermediate People's Court while shouting:

"Everyone, come out quickly! Someone has died in our yard!"

"Everyone come out quickly! Someone has died in our yard!"

Just as Yan Jiefang went to inform the people in the courtyard, Lao Hu, Aunt Wu, Third Aunt, Liu Yuhua, and others also went into the toilet and saw the person who had drowned in the latrine.

Several women, who had light appetites, started vomiting as soon as they ran out of the toilet. At that moment, no one offered to pull them up; it was so disgusting, who would dare to do that? Let's see who it is first.