Chapter 79: Yi Zhonghai Turns Dark

Master Wang was currently sitting on the rocking chair in front of his house, sunning himself, with his long-kept yellow-haired dog beside him; as soon as it saw Yi Zhonghai coming from outside, it immediately began to bark wildly, "Woof! Woof!"

"Hehe, Master Wang, I've come to see you again. I heard you were locked up a while back, and I was absolutely heartbroken!"

"As soon as news came that you were released, look, I brought a basket of eggs to visit you, old man!"

Yi Zhonghai lifted the basket of eggs he was carrying in his hand.

Seeing this, Master Wang stood up from his chair, his face full of misery, and complained, "Sigh, I feel terrible just talking about it. I don't know which damn son of a bitch reported me!"

"I was locked up for over half a month before they finally let me out!"

"If I ever find out who did it, I'll definitely cast a curse to curse that old bastard to death!"

The more Master Wang spoke, the angrier he became, while Yi Zhonghai, standing to the side, didn't dare to breathe too loudly; after all, he was the one who had reported Master Wang, so he felt somewhat guilty.

It was fortunate that the old scoundrel in front of him hadn't been sent off to eat a lead bullet, otherwise he really would have been out of options today.

After all, among the people Yi Zhonghai knew, only Master Wang understood these things like ghosts and gods, and his fortune-telling was always spot on; this was why, for so many years, no one other than Yi Zhonghai had ever reported Master Wang.

"Master, please help me one more time! The things I've encountered these past two days have been incredibly sinister..."

"Stop! Don't say another word," Master Wang hurriedly waved his hand to stop Yi Zhonghai, then whispered, "Are you trying to get me killed? If I go in again, these old bones of mine will truly be finished!"

Master Wang felt lingering fear in his heart; he had been beaten quite a bit during his last stint inside, and his lower back was still aching faintly even now.

But Yi Zhonghai would not give up easily; he went "thump" and knelt directly in front of Master Wang on the spot.

Then he kowtowed loudly once more.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing now? Get up quickly!"

"Fine, for the sake of this basket of eggs, I'll help you one more time," Master Wang hurriedly helped Yi Zhonghai up, and after seeing that no one was around, he brought Yi Zhonghai into the house, only then feeling at ease.

After all, most of the money in his house had been taken in fines, and he hadn't tasted a drop of oil in over half a month; if Yi Zhonghai hadn't brought this basket of eggs, he would have had to stew his own dog in a couple of days.

Inside the house, Yi Zhonghai recounted his experiences of the past two days.

Master Wang listened with his brows tightly furrowed.

"Child, if I'm not mistaken, you must have been cursed by someone!"

Master Wang spoke as if it were a serious matter, which gave Yi Zhonghai a huge fright, and he hurriedly asked for advice: "Then what should be done about this?"

"It's easy to handle, but also not so easy..."

Wang Dandanzi gave a vague look, and how could Yi Zhonghai not understand what he meant? He couldn't help but curse inwardly, then hardened his heart and took out his wages from cleaning latrines this month.

A full ten yuan, all given to Master Wang.

If this matter still couldn't be resolved, Yi Zhonghai wouldn't mind fighting this old thing to the death and reporting him again.

After taking the ten yuan, Master Wang taught Yi Zhonghai a clever trick; in ancient times, there was a saying that dog blood could break evil spirits, and to resolve Yi Zhonghai's current situation, a bowl of dog blood would suffice.

"Master Wang, is this true?" Yi Zhonghai was somewhat skeptical.

Master Wang, however, looked firm; he tucked the ten yuan into his pocket and continued, "Rest assured, do as I say, and within seven days, this illness will surely be cured!"

Seeing Master Wang speak this way, Yi Zhonghai believed him seven or eight parts, but where was he supposed to find dog blood?

Hmm?

Yi Zhonghai looked at the little yellow dog beside Master Wang.

Isn't this a dog right here? I can't let my ten yuan go to waste!

"Yi Zhonghai, what do you mean by this? You can't touch my dog!"

Seeing this, Master Wang hurriedly took the little yellow dog into his arms.

Yi Zhonghai just smiled and didn't actually do anything; after all, he, Yi Zhonghai, was not a person who forgot favors or returned kindness with enmity.

Afterward, Yi Zhonghai left Master Wang's house and walked happily into the Police Station, revealing Master Wang's crimes once again.

The public security officers who received the report acted immediately, quickly subduing Master Wang, and even that basket of eggs was confiscated as stolen goods.

The arrested Master Wang was also completely bewildered.

How had he been reported again?

But he soon realized it; this was definitely the good work of that dog-day Yi Zhonghai! He never expected that after helping him so much, he would be reported by him instead!

It seemed the last time was also Yi Zhonghai's doing!

"Yi Zhonghai! I will not share the same sky with you! To think you'd use this fishing-enforcement tactic on me! I won't spare you!"

Master Wang let out a long howl toward the sky.

He never thought that after drifting through life, he would fall into Yi Zhonghai's hands in his old age.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai had fled the scene again, holding the little yellow dog he had stolen from Master Wang's house in his arms.

"Old Wang, you can't blame me for being too ruthless; if you want to blame someone, blame your own black heart for taking so much money from me—you couldn't afford the consequences!" A look of cunning flashed in Yi Zhonghai's eyes; ever since he went to prison last time and lost his position as First Uncle, Yi Zhonghai had begun to turn dark.

Coupled with the torture of these past seven days, Yi Zhonghai had developed a split personality; he would even step on an ant on the side of the road if he saw one.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so relentlessly reporting Master Wang alone.

It was just that Zhao Gangzi and the others hadn't given him a chance, otherwise, none of them would have escaped.

Now that he had the dog, he was just waiting to follow Master Wang's method, and he would soon be able to resolve this crisis.

"Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!"

The little yellow dog was restless, barking incessantly in Yi Zhonghai's arms, and before long, it attracted the gazes of many people.

Under these circumstances, Yi Zhonghai clearly didn't dare to go home; if he wanted to get the dog blood, he had to deal with the little dog in his arms first, so Yi Zhonghai came once again to the bridge hole where he had taken refuge last time.

"I'm sorry! If you want to blame someone for this, blame others!"

Yi Zhonghai hardened his heart, picked up a stone in the bridge hole, and directly smashed the little yellow dog to death, then used a broken bowl to catch a full bowl of dog blood.

But Yi Zhonghai didn't go back right away; instead, he built a campfire under the bridge hole, preparing to have a delicious meal.

Meanwhile, in the Siheyuan.

After a few days of rest and recuperation, Shazhu was officially discharged from the hospital; although he couldn't engage in strenuous exercise, he had mostly recovered.

Believe that in a few more days, Shazhu will be able to go to the Rolling Mill to continue working, and will be able to officially become a glorious night-soil collector!

Outside the courtyard, Xu Damao walked in limping, holding two small hens in his hands; after the ideological education at the factory, in the end, no severe punishment was given to Xu Damao, only requiring him to buy some gifts so that Shazhu would forgive him.

After all, Xu Damao can also be considered pitiful, as the matter of his infertility has already spread throughout the Rolling Mill.

I am afraid that from now on, he will never be able to hold his head up to face people again.