Courtyard House: Wudang Disciple Sweeps Through the Compound

Clang!

Clang!

Upon hearing this, the neighbors quickly closed their doors, none of them wanting to get involved in such a dirty and troublesome matter.

Seeing that no one was willing to step forward to help, Yi Zhonghai felt both angry and annoyed, feeling that his neighbors were increasingly disregarding him, an old man.

Seeing this, Sha Zhu also tried to sneak back to his room, but Yi Zhonghai grabbed his arm: "Zhu Zi, only you can help now, don't dawdle, hurry up!"

"Zhu Zi, please help me, I'm begging you." Just then, Qin Huairu also came out of the house, her eyes filled with glistening tears, looking pitifully at Sha Zhu and pleading with him.

When Sha Zhu saw Qin Huairu's aggrieved look, his mind went blank for a moment, and he immediately nodded in agreement without thinking.

When they rushed to the public toilet, Jia Zhangshi was already on the verge of death, and she was almost exhausted from struggling in the cesspool.

The group had originally planned to find a rope and throw it down so that Jia Zhangshi could grab it and climb up herself. However, given the urgent situation, they had no choice but to have someone go down into the cesspool to pull her out.

After much effort, the group finally managed to pull Jia Zhangshi out of the cesspool, but Sha Zhu himself was covered in excrement and emitted a pungent stench.

Many neighbors in the courtyard stood not far away, pointing and whispering about the filthy Sha Zhu and Jia Zhangshi, clearly waiting to see this farcical spectacle unfold.

"Mom, how are you? Wake up!" Jia Dongxu stood far away from Jia Zhangshi and shouted several times.

But Jia Zhangshi didn't respond at all. Jia Dongxu panicked and said to Yi Zhonghai in a tearful voice, "Uncle, could it be that my mother... is dying?"

"Dong... Dongxu, I... I can't hold on much longer... Ugh..." Jia Zhangshi said weakly, then began to vomit incessantly, eventually even vomiting yellowish-green bile. Finally, she could no longer hold on and fainted.

"Zhu Zi, quick! Go find a cart and take your Aunt Jia to the hospital!" Yi Zhonghai immediately instructed Sha Zhu.

Sha Zhu was extremely unwilling, but when he looked up, he met Qin Huairu's pleading eyes again, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and reluctantly compromise once more.

After Sha Zhu dragged the unconscious Jia Zhangshi to the hospital, the neighbors who had been watching the commotion gathered around and started talking amongst themselves.

In everyone's eyes, Sha Zhu's previous futile and pointless actions were incredibly stupid; he was just a complete fool who had been played for a fool.

Inside the Chen family's house, Chen Wenzi lowered her voice and whispered to Chen Wenqi, "Big brother, that old hag...you didn't...you took care of her, did you?"

"Go back to your room and read. Don't pry into other people's business; it's none of your concern." Chen Wenqi's face darkened as he sternly interrupted his sister.

"Okay, I understand." Chen Wenzi nodded obediently and turned to go back into the house.

She couldn't help but recall the fleeting smirk on her elder brother's lips earlier, and then, thinking of Jia Zhangshi's unfortunate fall into the cesspool, she suddenly had a vague guess in her mind.

However, she already disliked Jia Zhangshi's domineering and arrogant behavior, and now that she saw Jia Zhangshi in such a miserable state, she felt a sense of satisfaction and naturally wouldn't take the initiative to break the ice.

Chen Wenqi sat in the room reading a book with peace of mind, but his mental energy was always on the move in the middle courtyard. When he saw Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu return, but Sha Zhu did not come back with them, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

However, after a moment's thought, he quickly guessed the whole story.

It's likely that Yi Zhonghai once again used his sweet talk to fool Sha Zhu. That simple-minded fool is probably working hard in the hospital right now, acting as a dutiful son and grandson to Jia Zhangshi.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, feeling that Sha Zhu was hopeless. He had clearly been sold out, yet he had to happily help the other party count the money.

When He Yushui saw Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu return, but didn't see her brother Shazhu, she quickly walked up to them and asked, "Uncle, why didn't my brother come back with you?"

"Zhu Zi is taking care of your Aunt Jia at the hospital, and he probably won't be back for a while," Yi Zhonghai replied calmly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Why should my brother stay in the hospital to take care of her? You all came back so easily!" Upon hearing this, He Yushui's face immediately darkened, and she retorted in an unhappy tone.

"Rain, what kind of attitude is that? Is that how you talk to your elders?" Yi Zhonghai's face darkened as he reprimanded, "You need to learn from your brother, Zhu Zi. He's so kind and helpful! You can't be so selfish. Don't always think only of yourself."

He Yushui felt wronged by his indiscriminate scolding, her eyes instantly reddened, and crystal tears welled up in her eyes, about to roll down.

Chen Wenqi clearly "witnessed" this scene with his mental power, especially Yi Zhonghai's hypocritical and mean face. He was immediately enraged and wished he could rush out and tear his mouth apart. He cursed inwardly: How could he actually do such an unreasonable and absurd thing?

Jia Zhangshi had already been given a good beating, so it seems it's time for Yi Zhonghai, this old widower, to learn a lesson. He needs to be taught what proper manners are.

He searched the house for a while and finally found a rusty iron nail on the edge of the windowsill. A cold smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

With his mental energy firmly locked onto Yi Zhonghai, he saw that after sternly reprimanding He Yushui, he turned and walked towards his room, heading straight for the chair against the wall, seemingly wanting to sit down and catch his breath.

Chen Wenqi seized the opportunity precisely and immediately used his mental power to move the iron nail to the center of the chair, with the nail tip facing upwards, quietly waiting for Yi Zhonghai to sit down.

Yi Zhonghai was already exhausted, so he was completely unprepared and sat down hard.

With a dull "thud," the rusty nail pierced his buttocks, almost completely disappearing into his flesh.

"Ah—!" Yi Zhonghai let out a terrible scream, his whole body tensed up and stiffened in pain, and he suddenly jumped up from the chair.

But as soon as he stood up, he stepped on something and slipped, losing his balance and falling heavily to the ground.