Courtyard House: Wudang Disciple Sweeps Through the Compound

Upon hearing that his mother had fallen into the cesspool again, Jia Dongxu became extremely anxious, like an ant on a hot pan. In a state of panic, he turned around and wanted to find Sha Zhu to come and help him.

When Sha Zhu heard that Jia Zhangshi had fallen into the toilet again and that he was to go and rescue her, his face immediately darkened, and he shook his head like a rattle-drum, resolutely refusing to agree.

"Let whoever wants to fish it out go ahead, just don't bother me!"

Sha Zhu was not the type to swallow his anger. Every day, Jia Zhangshi would curse him as "dead without descendants," and he loathed the old woman to the extreme.

"Shazhu, how can you be so selfish and cold-blooded? Hurry up! If anything happens to my mother, I'll never forgive you!"

Jia Dongxu deliberately imitated Yi Zhonghai's usual tone when scolding people, frowning as he sternly reprimanded Sha Zhu.

But he was not Yi Zhonghai after all. He had neither the authority to convince the masses nor the intimidating aura. His words sounded weak and powerless, and had no deterrent effect whatsoever.

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu secretly hoped that Jia Dongxu would suffer some misfortune—if something really happened to Jia Dongxu and Sister Qin became a widow, he might be able to take care of the mother and son legitimately.

Of course, he could only keep such thoughts to himself; he would never dare to say them out loud.

"Go to hell, Jia Dongxu! That's your own mother! Instead of rushing to save her, you're urging me to go and fish her out? Get the hell out of here!"

Sha Zhu's temper flared up instantly, and he showed no mercy, bluntly rebuking Jia Dongxu's words.

"You...you're absolutely unreasonable!"

Jia Dongxu was speechless for a moment after being confronted by Sha Zhu, and he was so angry that he was trembling all over. Without Yi Zhonghai standing by to support him, he couldn't control Sha Zhu's fiery temper at all.

Just as the tension was at its peak and the situation was at a stalemate, Qin Huairu, with her large, protruding belly, slowly walked forward, her face filled with grievance and anxiety. She lowered her stance to Sha Zhu and pleaded in a low voice, "Zhu Zi, please have mercy and help my mother-in-law. In this courtyard, you are the only one I can count on now."

"Slap!" A crisp and loud slap suddenly pierced the air in the courtyard. Jia Dongxu raised his arm and slapped Qin Huairu hard across the face.

His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, and he shouted at Qin Huairu, "Qin Huairu! I'm still alive and well, and you're already in such a hurry to go find Sha Zhu for help? What are you up to? Are you hoping I'll die sooner?"

"Dongxu, I really didn't mean that, I just... I just wanted to get Mom out of there as soon as possible..."

"Slap!" Before Qin Huairu could finish speaking, Jia Dongxu raised his hand and delivered another, even harder slap.

"Waaaaah..." A burning pain shot through Qin Huairu's cheeks, and she could no longer hold back her tears. She covered her face and began to sob softly.

"Jia Dongxu, how dare you hit Sister Qin!" Sha Zhu witnessed Qin Huairu being beaten and was immediately enraged. His eyes widened as he stared at Jia Dongxu with a fierce look that seemed to spit fire.

"Shazhu, what business is it of yours if I beat my own wife?" Jia Dongxu retorted defiantly, "If you don't hurry up and find a way to get my mother out of the toilet, I'll keep beating her until you agree to help!"

Qin Huairu was filled with grievances. She never expected that her good intentions in pleading for her mother-in-law would be met with such treatment from Jia Dongxu, especially since she was slapped twice in public.

The neighbors who were watching were stunned by this sudden scene. No one expected that Jia Dongxu would use such a despicable method to coerce Sha Zhu. For a moment, everyone was unable to react and their faces were full of astonishment.

Using the beating of his wife to coerce Sha Zhu into giving in is such a clumsy and shameless tactic. Will Sha Zhu really choose to submit?

Sigh... But who would have thought that he would actually back down in the face of such a situation?

"You... fine, I'll go now." Sha Zhu looked at Qin Huairu's swollen and red cheeks, and the tears welling up in her eyes. He couldn't bear to see her continue to be beaten, so he reluctantly gave in and slowly moved towards the toilet.

"Glug glug..." At this moment, Jia Zhangshi had fallen into a semi-conscious state, struggling weakly in the latrine, having swallowed an unknown amount of filthy things.

The neighbors in the courtyard just stood by and watched the spectacle from a distance, and no one was willing to step forward to help—after all, the smell emanating from the latrine was so pungent and unbearable that it was unbearable even from a distance, let alone getting close.

Chen Wenqi stood quietly to the side, taking in the whole scene unfolding before him, and couldn't help but find it amusing.

After all this commotion, this mean-spirited, troublemaking old woman should be able to behave herself for a few days, preferably until she's so weak from diarrhea that she won't have the energy to cause trouble for others anymore.

With a slight thought, he checked the merit points on the system panel. Unbeknownst to him, he had accumulated two hundred points, enough for two lottery draws.

"System, I want to draw a prize, twice in a row," Chen Wenqi silently prayed to himself.

"Ding! The lottery program is initiating... Matching the corresponding lottery pool resources for the host..."

"Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully won a prize! You have obtained a set of A1-level protective clothing (item source: The World of Swallowed Star)."

"Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully won a prize! You have obtained nine A1-grade alloy throwing knives (item source: The World of Swallowed Star)."

Upon hearing the system notification, Chen Wenqi's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out the two items he had just drawn from his system space.

The first item is a set of futuristic-looking clothing that makes the wearer look tall and handsome. However, the style is slightly out of step with the current fashion trends. If this outfit were placed on the streets of the 21st century, it would definitely attract a lot of attention.

This A1-level protective suit provides users with comprehensive protection from all angles. It can easily withstand direct hits from handgun bullets, and its appearance can be freely changed according to the user's wishes. It also has a built-in intelligent temperature control function, which can achieve a comfortable effect of being warm in winter and cool in summer.

Chen Wenqi was immediately delighted. According to the item descriptions provided by the system, the item levels in the system are divided into six major levels from high to low: A, B, C, D, E, and F. Each major level is further subdivided into nine minor levels from 1 to 9.

Although A1 is the lowest tier among A-grade equipment, it is already considered a very practical top-tier equipment in the current world.

With this protective suit in hand, at least I no longer need to fear the threat of handguns. Even when facing a more powerful rifle, it can provide some buffer and defense, giving me precious reaction time.

Without further hesitation, Chen Wenqi quickly put on the A1-level protective suit. With a slight change of thought, the appearance of the protective suit instantly changed into the most common blue workwear style of this era.

After putting them on, I felt light and free all over, and I could move around freely and flexibly without any sense of restriction. They were even more comfortable than the sportswear I usually wear.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the nine A1-grade alloy throwing knives from the system space and examined them carefully in his hand.

These nine throwing knives are not very large, about ten centimeters in length. The blades are covered with fine, special alloy patterns, gleaming with a cold, sharp light, and appear extremely lethal at first glance.

These alloy throwing knives, combined with Chen Wenqi's own mental power, can achieve precise long-range attacks, and their destructive power should not be underestimated.

Chen Wenqi tried to concentrate and manipulate one of the throwing knives to slash at the corner of the table. With a crisp "snap," the hard solid wood corner was easily cut off like tofu, with a clean and smooth cut without any burrs.

Just as the system description stated, even the lowest-grade A1 alloy throwing knife is far sharper than any known alloy material in the world.

It seems I need to find a suitable time to practice my throwing knife skills and quickly familiarize myself with how to use these nine knives, so that I can truly turn them into my own strength.

He once again activated his spiritual power, and with a thought, nine flying knives slowly floated around his body.

At first, his movements were a bit clumsy and slow, but he gradually became more proficient. However, controlling nine throwing knives at the same time was quite taxing on his mental energy, and he felt mentally exhausted after only a short while.

With these two pieces of equipment, your safety will be fully guaranteed when you go out. Even if you encounter armed criminals, you won't have to worry about anything.

Meanwhile, in the hospital ward, Yi Zhonghai was lying on the hospital bed, his face filled with pain and torment.

For the past few days, he has been suffering from incontinence. Due to the severe injury to his rectum, every time he tries to defecate, the wound he just treated is torn open again. The excruciating pain is unbearable for him, so he can only endure not going to the toilet, and he is almost driven crazy.

The doctors and nurses at the hospital were also quite helpless about this. They had changed his dressings several times in the past two days. Every time they changed the dressings, they were overwhelmed by the stench emanating from the wound, but they could only endure it and complete the dressing change.

Yi Zhonghai still can't understand how he ended up sitting on a nail and in such a miserable and wretched state.

"Did someone deliberately put nails on our stool? Otherwise, how could I have gotten such a serious injury just from sitting on it for no reason?" Yi Zhonghai turned his head and said to the old woman guarding the bedside with a hint of resentment and suspicion.

"I can't really explain it either. I've been staying at home these past few days and haven't seen any strangers enter our yard, let alone anyone touch our stools," the woman replied, frowning and looking puzzled.

"Damn it! Don't let me find out who did it, or I'll never forgive him and he'll pay a terrible price!" Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth and said viciously, his eyes flashing with venom.

According to the doctor's diagnosis, he would have to stay in the hospital for a long time to recover and be observed. He couldn't help but worry that without him, an old man, to take charge, things would fall into complete chaos and cause some huge trouble.

The older woman was filled with helplessness and heartache. Old Yi's hospitalization had cost more than two hundred yuan, which was no small amount. It pained her greatly, but she had no choice but to grit her teeth and pay for his treatment.

On the other side, when Jia Zhangshi was carried to the hospital entrance by Sha Zhu and Jia Dongxu, the security guard at the entrance frowned immediately when he saw her covered in filth and smelling terrible. He reached out and stopped them, refusing to let them pass no matter how the two explained.

Sha Zhu and Jia Dongxu had no other choice but to help Jia Zhangshi to the tap outside the hospital and wash her again with cold tap water for a full half hour. Only after they had roughly washed the dirt off her body were they finally allowed to enter the hospital by the security guard at the entrance.

But no one expected that as soon as the three of them stepped through the hospital gate, Jia Zhangshi's body suddenly stiffened, and she couldn't help but urinate in her pants again. A strong stench instantly spread around, and the surrounding crowd covered their mouths and noses and subconsciously dodged and avoided them. When the hospital staff saw this, they immediately chased them out again.

Helpless, Sha Zhu and Jia Dongxu could only drag Jia Zhangshi to the tap again, turn it on and let the cold water gush out, rinsing her all over. While rinsing, they also had to rub and scrub her carefully. The two of them were covered in sweat, panting heavily, and so tired that they could hardly straighten their backs.

After finally managing to wash Jia Zhangshi clean again, before they could even catch their breath, she became incontinent once more. This went on and on, without any respite.

After more than two hours of back-and-forth struggle, Jia Zhangshi finally couldn't hold on any longer. Her vision went black, and she fainted. Seeing the urgency of the situation, the hospital staff quickly rushed her into the emergency room for treatment.

After finally settling Jia Zhangshi in, Jia Dongxu wanted to ask Sha Zhu to stay and help pay the medical expenses. However, Sha Zhu had learned his lesson this time. As soon as he saw Jia Zhangshi being taken into the emergency room, he took advantage of the moment when Jia Dongxu was busy communicating with the medical staff and quietly slipped away.