Courtyard House: Starting by inheriting the tradition and suppressing the barbarians.

The next morning.

Smoke curled from the chimneys of the courtyard houses, and each household began their busy day.

Yi Zhonghai woke up with huge dark circles under his eyes.

He didn't sleep well last night, waiting for good news from Jia Dongxu.

Logically speaking, if a ruthless character like Scarface Liu were to make a move, Li Xuan would be severely injured, even if he didn't die.

But by dawn, Jia Dongxu still hadn't come to report on the situation; it was as if that damned foreigner had vanished into thin air.

"Could it be that they're not entirely honest and are still dealing with the aftermath?"

Yi Zhonghai was feeling uneasy. He paced back and forth in the middle courtyard with his hands behind his back, his eyes occasionally drifting towards the backyard.

Just then, the sound of a bicycle bell came from the backyard.

Li Xuan emerged, pushing his cart, looking refreshed and unharmed.

He even smiled and greeted the old man who was passing by.

"Good morning, Uncle! You did a great job watering the flowers today!"

"Good morning...good morning..."

Yan Bugui was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, "How come this kid looks even more handsome today?"

When Yi Zhonghai saw Li Xuan jumping around so energetically, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Are you... alright?"

"How is this possible?"

"Are those desperados just sitting around doing nothing?"

Yi Zhonghai's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up inside him.

We spent so much money, and we didn't even hear a sound?

Li Xuan glanced at Yi Zhonghai, pushed the cart and stopped in front of him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Hey, sir, you don't look too well."

"Didn't sleep well last night? Did you do something wrong?"

Yi Zhonghai, feeling guilty, was startled by these words and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "Nonsense...what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm just concerned about things at the hospital!"

After saying that, he dared not look Li Xuan in the eye again, turned around and quickly went back into the house.

Li Xuan watched Yi Zhonghai's somewhat flustered back, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Old man, still trying to play dumb?"

"Since you like sitting still so much, then I'll make you restless and uneasy!"

Li Xuan didn't rush to leave, but pretended to tidy up the back seat of the car.

His mental energy surged forth like a tidal wave, penetrating the walls and locking onto the main room of Yi Zhonghai's house.

inside the house.

Yi Zhonghai walked in, feeling agitated. An older woman was setting out breakfast.

"Old Yi, dinner's ready."

"Eat, eat, eat! All you ever do is eat!"

Yi Zhonghai cursed irritably, his mood extremely agitated.

He walked to the octagonal table, preparing to sit down in his own armchair to sort out his thoughts.

In that very instant!

Li Xuan's gaze sharpened as he stood outside the wall.

"go!"

With a thought, a large iron nail, about three inches long and covered in rust, vanished from the corner of the space.

next second.

This rusty nail appeared silently in the center of the cushion of Yi Zhonghai's armchair!

With the nail tip pointing upwards, it's as stable as Mount Tai!

Moreover, to prevent the nail from falling over, Li Xuan thoughtfully used his mental power to support it slightly.

Yi Zhonghai was completely unaware.

At this moment, all he could think about was how to contact Jia Dongxu and how to handle the subsequent troubles.

He sighed, relaxed his body, and sat down firmly with his weight of over 100 pounds!

"Pfft!"

That was the dull sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh.

Then came a second of deathly silence.

Pain nerve transmission takes time.

Then!

"ah!--"

A heart-wrenching scream erupted from Yi Zhonghai's house, echoing throughout the entire courtyard!

That sound was ten times more horrific than the sound of a pig being slaughtered!

It's so heartbreaking that anyone who hears it will be saddened and will bring tears to their eyes!

"rub!"

Yi Zhonghai is like someone with springs under their buttocks.

He suddenly sprang up, jumping a meter high!

He covered his buttocks with both hands, his face instantly turning a purplish-eggplant color, his features contorted into a grimace.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and cold sweat poured down like a waterfall.

"It hurts...it hurts so much!"

"Old Yi! What's wrong with you?!"

An elderly woman who was serving porridge was so startled by the sudden scream that her hand trembled and the bowl fell to the ground.

She turned around and saw Yi Zhonghai bent over in an extremely strange posture.

He covered his buttocks with both hands, and fresh blood began to drip down his pants seams!

"Blood! So much blood!"

The woman was so frightened her legs went weak, and she cried out in a tearful voice, "Help! Help!"

"Old Yi is in trouble!"

The neighbors in the courtyard were having breakfast when they heard the shout. They didn't even put down their bowls and rushed out.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened to that old man's house?"

"It sounds like murder!"

Sha Zhu, Jia Dongxu, Liu Haizhong, and others rushed to the front and kicked open the door to Yi Zhonghai's house.

The sight before them made them gasp in shock.

Yi Zhonghai was lying face down on the table, his pants stained with a large patch of blood.

The bloodstained nail, having bounced and fallen to the ground, looked particularly glaring.

"What's going on?" Sha Zhu was dumbfounded.

"Drill... nails!"

Yi Zhonghai was in so much pain he could barely speak. His finger trembled as he pointed at the chair, "Who...who put nails in that chair?"

"This is murder!"

Everyone looked at each other.

This chair is in Yi Zhonghai's own home. Who would come in and put nails in it?

Is she an older woman?

When the older woman saw everyone looking at her, she waved her hands frantically, crying, "It wasn't me!"

"I've been cooking! I didn't put it in!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Get him to the hospital right now!"

Liu Haizhong reacted quickly at this moment, and commanded, "This nail is driven in quite deep."

"Still that same spot...it could be a fatal accident!"

And so, the familiar scene played out once again.

With Sha Zhu carrying Yi Zhonghai on his back and Jia Dongxu supporting him, the group rushed towards Hongxing Hospital.

Along the way, Yi Zhonghai lay on Sha Zhu's back.

With each jolt of Sha Zhu's running, it was an excruciating torture.

"Slow down...slow down...oh my god..."

……

Hongxing Hospital, Emergency Surgery Department.

The young doctor, wearing gloves, is examining Yi Zhonghai's wound.

When the doctor cut open the pants and saw the bloody, mangled wound, he couldn't help but frown.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

While cleaning the wound, the doctor couldn't help but exclaim, "Sir, your sitting posture is absolutely perfect!"

"Spot on target! Absolutely perfect!"

"It's stuck right at the edge of the sphincter muscle; any further in, and it would be a rectal perforation!"

"That's accuracy, you've practiced, haven't you?"

The nurse next to him couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yi Zhonghai lay on the hospital bed, already in excruciating pain.

Hearing the doctor's words, she felt even more ashamed and indignant, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

What a shame!

At my advanced age, my butt got ripped open by a nail!

If this gets out, his lifelong reputation will be completely ruined!

"Doctor...stop talking, just start treating me..."

Yi Zhonghai buried his face in the pillow, his voice muffled and tinged with despair.

"The wound is quite deep, and the nail is rusty."

"I need a tetanus shot, and I also need to clean the wound and stitch it up."

The doctor shook his head. "Besides, that location is special; the wound heals slowly and is prone to infection."

"During this period, you will not only be unable to sit, but you will also suffer when you need to use the toilet."

"Prepare yourself mentally."

Hearing the doctor's verdict, Yi Zhonghai felt immense regret and hatred.

He couldn't understand how a nail could suddenly appear in his house.

And it's even standing upright on the chair?

Is it haunted?

still...

For some reason, Li Xuan's meaningful smile from this morning suddenly popped into his mind.

"Could it be him?"

Yi Zhonghai shivered.

If it was him, how did he do it?

Putting things in the air?

impossible!

That's absolutely impossible!

This is feudal superstition!

……

Outside the courtyard.

Li Xuan rode his bicycle, listening to the wonderful notification sound from the system in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully punishing evil and promoting good, and accurately striking down the hypocrite Yi Zhonghai!]

[Inflicted severe physical and psychological damage on the target (level 10 physical pain + social death), effectively curbing their ability to commit evil!]

[Merit Points Gained: 500!]

"This nail, 500 points?"

Li Xuan whistled, in high spirits.

"Yi Zhonghai, Yi Zhonghai, this is just the beginning."

"I hope you can reflect on your actions while you're in the hospital and stop thinking about scheming against others."

"Otherwise, next time, it won't be just a single nail."

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