You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

The already dirty and shameful land was dyed red by the equally dirty blood.

The group of people who had originally accepted their fate raised their butcher knives and chopped off the source of their suffering.

"You did that just now on purpose to give them a chance to take revenge themselves, right?" Fan Tong looked at Jiang Si's beautiful face.

Since we met, the emotions on her face were very simple, always with a faint smile, like a pool of stagnant water. Occasionally, fallen leaves and stones would stir up some waves, but everything would eventually return to calm.

Help them? Maybe, but she didn't have much of this feeling. Her original purpose in doing this was simply to teach that disgusting man a lesson for his rude words and daring to tease her.

"No." Jiang Si replied indifferently, and then looked at Zhao Erhu standing beside him, "Is there anyone living in that house?"

Zhao Erhu was stunned for a moment, then replied: "That used to be A-Lin's house, but no one lives there now."

"It's good that no one lives here. Find a few people to bring some firewood." Jiang Si nodded and instructed Zhao Erhu.

"Yes, young lady."

Although Zhao Erhu didn't understand what Jiang Si wanted to do, he still agreed and immediately went to call a few acquaintances to go and collect firewood with him.

In the crowd over there, the Wang father and son had long since stopped moving, but the workers were still venting their anger and never let them go.

Jiang Si ignored them and said to Hong Zhong, "You stay here and watch. When Zhao Erhu comes back, burn the father and son and the house together. Remember to keep an eye on them and don't affect other houses."

Hong Zhong nodded and said, "Yes."

Jiang Si turned her gaze towards the blue brick house on the back hill, which looked so unique among the plain earthen houses.

Those thugs who had followed the Wang father and son to do evil in the past witnessed the miserable plight of the Wang father and son with their own eyes. When they saw Jiang Si's gaze looking towards them, their legs went weak and they knelt down.

Just as Jiang Si was about to say something, the sound of a car rolling over the road came from behind her.

Originally she thought that it was Jiang Mingyuan's family that had arrived, but when she turned around, she saw a charming face. The man's clothes were brighter than those of Wang Fugui, who was supposed to be the groom today.

"Yo, it sounds quite lively."

Murong Li was supported by Tingfeng as he got off his armored carriage. As soon as he opened his mouth, he said these words.

The armored carriage made a loud noise and had already attracted everyone's attention. The servants and farmhands on the farm had already stopped what they were doing and turned around to look.

The red-clad armored car rolled its eyes. When they saw the person coming, everyone present, except Jiang Si and his group, knelt down.

In Daxia, who doesn't know this god of death?

The crowd knelt down, and the guards who followed Murong Li were stunned when they saw the bloody scene on the ground.

Looking at that almost imperfect father and son, I couldn't help but spit it out when I heard the risk.

"Why is the prince here?" Jiang Si asked gently with a smile on her face.

When Murong Li thought about how the girl had brought people to his house to disgust him yesterday, he was so angry that he couldn't sleep all night. He went to Fan's house early in the morning to look for her. However, he learned from the guard at the gate that Jiang Si and his wife had gone out early in the morning. So, he followed the smell and came here.

"Smell of blood?" Murong Li did not respond to Jiang Si's question, but raised his head towards the pool of blood and sniffed gently, "What interesting thing has happened again?"

"It's nothing fun, just dealing with two beasts." Jiang Si answered casually.

Murong Li became interested when he heard this, "Beast, I also like to cook beasts, tell me about it."

"If you want to listen to a story, go to the teahouse. I'm not a storyteller." Jiang Si didn't want to argue with the guy. She always felt that his intentions were not pure. "What do you want to do?"

Seeing how rudely the young lady of the Fan family treated her own prince, the guards of the palace were terrified.

"Recently, the King has been investigating the contact point in the capital of Kurumu Valley. What did you find out from the interrogation of the black guard who was sent here yesterday?" Murong Li had no scruples and said it in front of everyone.

Jiang Si was stunned for a moment, but quickly responded, "Ask anything."

"I don't believe it. With the way you torture people, you really didn't get anything out of them?" Murong Li responded quickly.

Fan Tong and others agreed with this. If they had not seen it with their own eyes yesterday, they would not believe that Jiang Si did not find out anything.

"Believe it or not." Jiang Si rolled her eyes.

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the back mountain, instantly attracting the attention of several people.

The visitor was the wife of Mr. Wang, and there were many other guests who came to drink.

There was such a big commotion here, but these people only came now, all because the people from the Wang family were so scared that no one went up to report it.

When Manager Wang's wife saw the two familiar figures lying in a pool of blood without even a piece of good flesh left, she screamed and fainted.

As for those who came to drink, the moment they saw the living devil, they all knelt down and had no time to pay attention to idle people.

This man rarely leaves the house in recent years. Once he goes out, he will definitely see blood.

It’s unclear whether they can save their lives, so they don’t have the time to care about others.

Jiang Si's eyes swept over the guests, and suddenly she remembered something and looked quickly behind Murong Li. When she left, she clearly saw the Jiang family following her. How come after such a long time, no one showed up? Could it be that they met her halfway and were scared back?

"Didn't you meet anyone on the way here?" Jiang Si asked the question in her mind.

Ting Feng, who was standing next to Murong Li, asked, "Who is it? The skinny peasant whose donkey cart fell into the ditch? Or the crazy old woman sitting in the middle of the road?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Si and Fan Tong looked at each other, and both realized that something was wrong.

"A crazy old woman, maybe in her fifties, holding a wooden cane."

"Yes, yes, it's that old woman. How come you met her too?" Ting Feng answered immediately before Jiang Si finished speaking.

"Why do you say she is crazy?" Fan Tong had an indescribable feeling in his heart, a very bad premonition.

"The woman sat slumped in the middle of the road, refusing to move away from the carriages she saw, and kept saying things like flowers were raining down from the sky, and that her whole family had been taken away by the gods, and then that her whole family was dead."

As he spoke, Ting Feng thought of something, rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his arm, continuing, "I kindly helped her to the side of the road, but she opened her mouth and bit my hand. It still hurts now."

The two of them looked at his arm together and saw an obvious tooth mark on Tingfeng's forearm. Although the skin was not broken, there were some bruises on his arm.

"What about that man? He wasn't killed with a knife, was he?" The more Jiang Si thought about it, the more she felt that there was something fishy about it, so she couldn't wait to ask.

Ting Feng curled his lips, "I'm not going to bother with a crazy old man and just throw her on the side of the road."