Chapter 513: Chapter 183 Madman_4
With Yang Dalang’s testimony to help, the Yang Family’s issue could be resolved very simply, unlikely to alarm Father. He never wanted his father to think of him as a troublesome person.
"How about it?" He stacked the silver notes one pile after another on the wooden table in front of the house.
Underneath the table, fresh red blood gradually flowed over.
Yang Dalang stared at the silver notes.
Qi Yutai felt contempt in his heart, these despicable commoners, perhaps had never seen such wealth in their entire lives.
In a moment, the man reached out and silently picked up the silver notes.
Qi Yutai smiled.
He knew it.
This was simply an irresistible temptation.
He looked at the intelligent man in front of him with satisfaction, his previous concerns about the couple in the house and their foolish son vanished in an instant, as if he had won a victory, or proven himself.
Qi Yutai planned that after the matter with Elder Yang’s house was over, in a few days’ time, he would find someone to take care of Yang Dalang as well. The path of the helpless and the wicked was bound to bring about disgust, threats, extortion due to greed... they were capable of anything.
But to die as a wealthy ghost, that would make his life worth living.
With these thoughts, he stood up and walked outside. Just as he turned around, he suddenly heard the guard closest to him shout, "Young Master, watch out—"
"Puchi—"
He was violently pushed by the guard.
Qi Yutai was stunned for a moment, then slowly looked down.
A cleaver had come through from behind him, the blade deeply embedded halfway, and the dark red blood dripped down, mixing with the blood of the Yang Family members.
The face of Yang Dalang became blurred under the guards’ knives, and all that could be heard was the roaring fury of the other side: "Bastard, I’m going to kill you—"
He was rapidly escorted out of the house by the guards, feeling an extraordinary pain at his waist. It turned out that blood felt very different flowing from someone else’s body compared to flowing from one’s own.
Qi Yutai clutched his wound, groaning, "Burn it! Burn it all down!"
He never wanted to see any member of the Yang Family again, those despicable poverty-stricken ghosts!
The flames rose swiftly.
Yang Dalang’s wooden stick had already been hacked into pieces, and he, like that stick, became dismembered, no longer recognizable.
But from the raging fire, an old face suddenly emerged.
Elder Yang somehow woke up.
He hit his head on a rock when he fell, appearing as if dead, but now he inconveniently woke up, his face and head covered in blood, staggering out from the blaze, reaching out a hand to grasp the hem of his robe.
The guard kicked him back.
Qi Yutai was terror-stricken.
The fire raged, the ashes obscured his eyesight.
The fire at the Yang Family home burned fiercely, turning everything in the house to ash.
At that time, the people of Mangming Township were all working in the tea fields, and no one came to the solitary homestead. Even later, when they felt something was amiss, no one dared to speak up or question it.
The Grand Preceptor’s Mansion sent people to handle it.
Qi Qing eventually learned of the incident.
Because Qi Yutai had been wounded by that slash from Yang Dalang, and although the guards had pushed him away at the last moment, keeping him from a fatal injury, the wound was still quite severe.
But the physical injury could still be treated, what was worse was that after returning to the Grand Preceptor’s Mansion, he started having frequent nightmares.
In his dreams, Elder Yang’s old face always looked at him kindly, inviting him for tea. When he picked up the tea cup, he found the rough red clay bowl was filled with thick, sticky blood.
The blood-smeared old man faced him, staring at him with straight eyes in the sea of fire, calling him, "Ah Dai—"
Qi Yutai woke up abruptly, covered in cold sweat.
From that time on, he started to become unwell.
Sometimes even during the day, he would see Elder Yang’s shadow, and Ah Dai’s as well. Gradually, he became more and more delirious, with bouts of crying and cursing. Envoy Cui Min from the Medical Officer Institute said it was due to emotional disturbances after experiencing danger and turmoil, and from the fright came the loss of mental balance.
His father ordered Cui Min to treat him.
During that period, Qi Yutai himself could not remember clearly. Cui Min came every day to diagnose him and did not leave until late at night. His sister was tear-stained, his father gloomy.
Fortunately, after several months, he began to recover, no longer had nightmares, and no longer saw Elder Yang’s shadow during the day.
Even the deep scar on his waist, after using more than a dozen jars of "Jade Skin Ointment," only left a faint mark.
Everything seemed to have passed, except he acquired a particular issue.
Whenever he saw Light-vented or heard its cry, he felt irritable and restless, unable to sit still.
His father simply drove away all the birds from the mansion, and in the Grand Preceptor’s Mansion, not a single bird could be found anymore.