Chapter 51: Killing Wang Yonggui

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  Wang Yonggui laughed loudly in the cave, saying: "Little thief, if you have the ability, come into the cave and kill your grandfather Wang. Let's see who kills whom."

  Li Wenjun said: "Wang Yonggui, I don't believe you can hide in the cave for a lifetime and never come out. Are you going to be a turtle hiding its head for a lifetime?"

  "What's wrong with the turtle? Are you going to put a green hat on me, your grandfather?" Wang Yonggui spoke coarsely. "You little kid who still has pubic hair growing evenly, haven't you even had sex yet? Be careful, don't let Grandpa catch you. If Grandpa catches you, he'll definitely make you walk the dry path."

  Li Wenjun had not experienced such things in person, but when listening to storytelling, those storytellers who were not afraid of speaking about obscene matters had already told him many stories that ordinary people would consider somewhat shameful.

  His face changed slightly, and he hesitated for a moment before saying: "Wang Yonggui, since you refuse to come out, I'll smoke you out. If you don't come out, just wait to become dried meat."

  Li Wenjun used a hoe to cut down all the withered grass and shrubs growing in the mountain valley, piled them up at the entrance of the cave, sprinkled water on them, then poured some chili powder on top, and set the grass pile on fire. Suddenly, the grass pile emitted thick smoke, causing Li Wenjun, who was nearby, to cough repeatedly.

  Wang Yonggui burst out laughing and said, "You little thief, do you really think that I, your grandfather Wang, wouldn't have thought of this situation? This place is surrounded by mountains on all sides, the wind can't blow in, and you think you can blow smoke in here? It's simply impossible."

  "Is that so?" Li Wenjun took out the lantern from the storage package. He quickly disassembled the lantern and made a simple fan, aiming at the cave entrance and fanning it up.

  At this moment, a considerable part of the rolling thick smoke rushed into the cave.

  Li Wenjun saw the effect, and his heart was delighted. He quickened the pace of fanning. With great strength and abundant energy, the speed of fanning grew faster and faster, and more and more thick smoke rushed into the mountain cave.

  Wang Yonggui, hiding in the cave, coughed repeatedly. The more he was choked, the more uncomfortable he became, and his tears and snot all came out. "Damn it, even if Grandpa is choked to death, I won't go out. Cough... You little thief, if you have the ability, just wait for Grandpa to die before coming in. Cough... At that time, even if Grandpa is dead, he will still... Cough... drag you down with him."

  Li Wenjun didn't want to engage in a war of words with Wang Yonggui anymore, so he sprinkled more chili powder on the fire, which was what he had brought with him when he entered the mountain to make a side dish. He had brought a large handful, and after eating some during his 50 or 60 days in the mountains, there was still quite a bit left, all of which he used up now.

  The smoke from the chili pepper is extremely irritating, and when you smell it, it feels like your whole body is going to catch fire. The trachea from top to bottom is scorching hot. Wang Yonggui, who was hiding in the cave, was really unlucky.

  Li Wenjun smoked Wang Yonggui for more than half a time, according to common sense, Wang Yonggui should have been unbearable and escaped, but what he didn't expect was that Wang Yonggui didn't make any noise.

  Li Wenjun's heart skipped a beat, and he said: "It's been so long, Wang Yonggui still hasn't come out. Could it be that the cave isn't sealed off? Are there other exits or air vents somewhere else? No way, I have to go take a look."

  Li Wenjun sprang up, and as he rose into the air, the sound of his clothes fluttering was exceptionally loud.

  Li Wenjun flew a distance towards the mountain top using his lightness skill, then turned around and used his weightlessness technique to float gently back to the side of the cave. He didn't stand in front of the cave but instead stood above the entrance of the cave.

  He had just stood up when a black shadow darted out of the cave and ran swiftly towards the distance.

  Li Wenjun's toes touched the ground and he sprang up, his whole body pouncing like a wild beast, thrusting his pitchfork at Wang Yonggui.

  Wang Yonggui was so dizzy from the smoke that he didn't know east, south, west or north anymore, and this time he couldn't dodge.

  With a "poof" sound, the hunting spear pierced through his body, blood splashing everywhere, and Wang Yonggui let out a mournful cry.

  Only to see Wang Yonggui's shoulder blade being pierced by the hunting fork, his whole body was pressed to the ground. Li Wenjun nailed him to the ground like a dead dog. "Wang Yonggui, aren't you going to be a turtle? How did you come out?"

  Wang Yonggui couldn't care about anything else at this moment, and he begged for mercy: "Young brother, please don't kill me. As long as you spare my life, I'll do whatever you want. I have hidden 10,000 taels of gold in the mountain cave, and I'm willing to give it all to you. Moreover, I can become your slave, be your knife in hand, if there's anyone who displeases you, I can take care of them for you."

  Li Wenjun shook his head and said calmly: "You're alive, I won't be able to sleep well. It's better if you were dead."

  "You little thief, I'll teach you a lesson." Wang Yonggui swung his knife at Li Wenjun, his body sideways.

  Li Wenjun twisted the hunting spear in his hand, Wang Yonggui let out a miserable cry, and the hand holding the knife fell weakly. His body was even more hunched over in pain, but because the spear was still stuck in him, the more he hunched over, the more painful it became.

  "Kill me, kill me quickly." Wang Yonggui knew he couldn't escape and just asked for a quick death.

  "As you wish." Li Wenjun lifted his foot high and kicked it heavily towards Wang Yonggui's back.

  With a loud crack, Wang Yonggui's ribs were broken and his heart was shattered. Wang Yonggui spat out a mouthful of blood, and in his eyes flowed a last lingering attachment to the world. An instant later, he died.

  Until his death, Wang Yonggui never closed his eyes, and it can be said that he died with his eyes open.

  Li Wenjun pulled out the pitchfork and stabbed Wang Yonggui's neck again. Whether Wang Yonggui was pretending to be dead or not, this additional blow would certainly kill him.

  He pulled out the hunting spear again, and Li Wenjun looked at Wang Yonggui's corpse with a cold expression. He was thinking about whether to cut off Wang Yonggui's head and take it to the government office to collect the reward.

  The government offered a reward of 1,000 taels of silver to get rid of Wang Yonggui. The 1,000 taels of silver was not a small sum, but Li Wenjun didn't think much of it. What he cared about was the social impact that bringing back Wang Yonggui's head might cause.

  Li Wenjun recalled that before he entered the mountain, when he went to Sun Baicao's place to pick up medicinal herbs, Sun Baicao had told him that since their new store was not well-known, even if they offered a higher price than other stores for the herbs, many herb collectors and farmers were still unwilling to sell to them. Only by establishing a good reputation and letting people know of the store's strength would they be willing to sell their herbs to them.

  Li Wenjun was not very interested in enhancing his reputation, even if more ordinary people knew him, it would not make his cultivation faster. However, when reputation was linked to the acquisition of medicinal herbs, he had to carefully consider this issue.