Wang Ling took away Mr. Li overnight.

Looking at the empty woodshed, Luo Fengtang asked Yang Ruoqing: "Where will Wang Ling take Rich Man Li? What will he do next?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"No matter where he takes it, it doesn't matter what he does next."

"This matter ends here for us," she said.

Luo Fengtang was surprised.

"Should we stop taking care of it?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Capture the thief first. Capture the king first. Let's drag Old Gou Li to the king's mausoleum and have them confront him."

"We have done everything we should do."

"Next, it's time for Wang Ling to settle accounts with Mr. Li, and we don't need to interfere," she said.

The reputation of a generation of thieves from the Imperial Tomb is definitely not in vain.

What's more, he and Rich Man Li have a sworn hatred.

Letting Wang Ling take away Rich Master Li is the best choice.

"The centipede insect is dead but not stiff. Even if Rich Man Li is really knocked down by Wang Ling, the intricate strength of his men cannot be underestimated."

She continued.

"We can just watch the fire from the other side, but we must not cause the fire and burn ourselves."

…

Wang Ling took away Mr. Li and left for three days. There was no news for three days.

During these three days, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang pretended to be calm and went back and forth between the village and the restaurant.

Secretly paying attention to the movements in Lijiacun.

There was no news of Mr. Li's disappearance.

Presumably, the Li family members deliberately kept it a secret and were definitely searching anxiously in private.

However, this is none of her business.

She just needs to wait patiently for the follow-up results...

At night, just as he was about to lie down, Luo Fengtang tapped on the window from behind.

"What's wrong?" She opened the window and asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "Qing'er comes out, Wang Ling is here."

finally come.

"Well, I'll come right away."

Putting on her coat, she quietly left the house.

Wang Ling sat beside the fish pond in the backyard with a dejected look on his face, staring at the water in the pond in front of him.

Yang Ruoqing followed Luo Fengtang and came to the pond.

At a glance, Wang Ling's side face illuminated by the moonlight was horribly pale and pale.

"How about it?"

She stood beside him and asked.

Wang Ling came back to his senses. He raised his head and glanced at Yang Ruoqing. His eyes were as silent as a bottomless abyss.

He frowned and spoke in a low, slightly hoarse voice.

"I went to see Magistrate Zou and made a private deal with him."

"The wealth of the Li family belongs to him."

"Li Wencai's life belongs to me!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

"So, Rich Master Li is now in Master Zou's hands?" she asked.

Wang Ling nodded.

"He was locked up in the water jail behind the county jail!"

"No one knows that is Li Wenchai, Master Zou will help me deal with him!" Wang Ling said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

He was able to use his connections to get rid of Rich Master Li quietly.

Looking at Wanghai County, only Mr. Zou has this method.

"A great revenge must be avenged, why are you still like this?"

Yang Ruoqing then asked again.

Wang Ling's face was ashen and his eyes were dull.

The whole person fell into a deep despair.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, he swayed and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"My family is broken, my wife is separated, and I'm thinking, did I kill too much in my previous life? That's why I'm left alone in this life?"

He murmured, as if he was asking her, more like he was asking himself.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised: "You still have a wife and daughter..."

"Gone!"

He shook his head and cut off Yang Ruoqing's words.

"There's nothing left."

"What do you mean?" she wondered.

Wang Ling gritted his teeth, the muscles on his face stiffened, and his fingers sank deep into the soil beneath him, digging out traces.

"I got the news that my wife and daughter were sold to a hook-and-rail yard in the county town that day."

"I looked for it and it was in ruins."

"Half a month ago, there was a fire in that Goulan Courtyard, and everyone inside was burned to death."

"Bodies are buried randomly in the cemetery in the back mountain. It's hard to tell who is who..."

Yang Ruoqing was silent.

Don't know how to comfort him.

At this time, any words of comfort are useless.

After Wang Ling said what he needed to say, he got up from the ground.

"Thank you both for what you did for me. Good people will be rewarded. Farewell..."

"Brother Wang, where are you going?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Wang Ling paused and was silent for a moment: "Go where I should go."

After saying these words, he staggered and walked away step by step.

The pale moonlight stretched his shadow very long.

It wasn't until she was out of sight that Yang Ruoqing let out a sigh.

"God is really harsh on people," she said.

Luo Fengtang also felt heavy.

"It would be okay if he had been a person before."

"Having tasted the joy of a family, having a wife and children, and now being alone again, most people cannot bear this blow!" he said.

Gained and lost.

If it were him, he would probably become a walking zombie.

Yang Ruoqing said nothing.

Looking at the direction Wang Ling was leaving, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes.

…

At the foot of the mountain to the west of the county town, there is a mass grave.

A man with gray hair lay upright in a mass grave.

Holding a wine jar in his hand, he poured wine into his mouth.

The wine was poured all over his mouth and face, dripping down his neck, and the clothes on his chest were even soaked.

He didn't even realize it.

Drinking like crazy while crying and laughing.

On the ground at his feet were scattered many fragments of wine jars.

"Brother Wang!"

A voice that couldn't contain its anxiety came.

Not far away, two figures ran over.

It's Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing.

"Brother Wang, why are you sleeping here?"

Luo Fengtang was surprised and quickly came over to help Wang Ling get up from the ground.

Stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"I'll do it!" she said.

He went straight to Wang Ling and looked down at the man with gray hair overnight.

Then, she rolled up her sleeves and leaned down.

"Snapped!"

A slap hit Wang Ling hard on the face.

On his face, tears and wine mixed together.

A pair of eyes, so silent that there was no light, like a bottomless abyss.

After Yang Ruoqing slapped him, he was stunned.

He rolled his eyes and looked directly at Yang Ruoqing, finally feeling like a living person.

"Are you surprised, why should I hit you?"

Yang Ruoqing looked down at Wang Ling and asked loudly.

"That's right, it was you I hit!"

"Look at you like this? You are giving up on yourself! You are not worthy of being a husband or a father. You should be beaten!" she said sternly.

Wang Ling was lying on the ground, grinning.

"Haha, hahaha..."

"You're right, I don't deserve it, I deserve to die!"

"I shouldn't have been a thief in the first place, and I shouldn't have robbed the rich and given to the poor!"

"If I didn't rob the rich and give to the poor, I wouldn't steal from Rich Man Li's house."
Chapter completed!