Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

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Side Quest 0: Rescue the servants in the courtyard from the Third Young Master (76/)

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Seven people have died so far.

This is a mandatory task. If you fail to rescue one person, 10 life points will be deducted (30/100)]

Zhang Chunliang's nose wings were tickled by the furry touch.

"Ha, Ha Qiu!"

He wrinkled his nose and finally woke up from his drowsy dream, seeing a smiling face in front of him.

The third young master was pinching the end of his hair with great interest, and was waving it back and forth in front of Zhang Chunliang like he was teasing a puppy.

Zhang Chunliang didn’t know how long he slept, he just felt that it was an extremely sweet sleep.

He brushed away the annoying hair in front of his eyes, slowly stood up, looked around, and found that he was sleeping hard on the ground without any bedding, and there were leftovers that had not been cleaned up all around him.

"How long have I slept?" he murmured.

"It's already daybreak, and you're so lazy." The third young master squatted on the side and smiled at him.

Zhang Chunliang pounded his shoulders, silently sighing in his heart that his physical condition was getting better and better. He didn't even have a headache or fever after sleeping here for a night.

Turning around, the third young master came up to him again, annoyingly trying to tease him with his hair again.

"Master, are you teasing the dog?" Zhang Chunliang was annoyed and couldn't help but ask back.

"What is a dog and why are you teasing him?" The third young master tilted his head and asked curiously.

This world deviates from the real world, and some familiar creatures do not exist here.

Seeing the third young master's inquiring eyes, Zhang Chunliang thought for a moment: "A dog is a kind of domestic animal. It is tied with a chain to prevent it from escaping. It crawls on all fours and is very loyal to its owner. It also barks."

The third young master showed a look that seemed to understand, then turned to look at Zhang Chunliang's belly.

Like a devil's whisper, he leaned close to Zhang Chunliang's ear and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Zhang Chunliang trembled reflexively and answered sincerely: "I'm hungry. I'm so hungry that I can eat a cow."

Seeing that the Third Young Master's eyes had lit up and he was about to ask what a "cow" was, Zhang Chunliang quickly stood up and suggested, "Young Master, can I help you wash up?"

This is what the servants told him. A night servant not only has to meet the master's needs at night, but also has to serve the master personally before noon during the day.

He didn't know how the servants had served the young master before, but based on his years of experience watching TV dramas, after the master got up, the first thing the servants would do was to help him wash and dress.

Zhang Chunliang felt a little sad. Not only did he not get the opportunity to be Long Aotian after coming to this world, but he also lived more and more like a slave.

The third young master looked a little confused. He seemed to want to ask something, but in the end he held back and said nothing.

Zhang Chunliang sighed and searched the house but couldn't find any clean water. He remembered there was a well in the yard outside the house, so he took the washbasin and went out to fetch some water.

The moment he pushed open the door, a foot hit him on the head.

He was caught off guard by the impact. He rubbed his forehead and looked up, only to be met with a livid face - a servant was hanging by a belt at the door, and it seemed that he had been dead for a long time.

Zhang Chunliang suddenly held his breath and calmly called the third young master into the room.

"Why did he die here?" The third young master pouted and complained with some dissatisfaction, "These servants are so lazy."

Then he clapped his hands, and two servants quickly came in from outside the yard. They lowered their heads and said nothing, then untied the dead servant and carried him out of the yard.

From beginning to end, the third young master acted as if nothing had happened. He urged Zhang Chunliang with his eyes to quickly fetch water. With an inexplicable smile on his lips, he slowly turned around and went back into the house.

Zhang Chunliang exhaled heavily, a mouthful of turbid air. He didn't know why, but he felt a little nauseous.

After standing there for a while, he walked straight to the well and started drawing water.

The wells here use the old-fashioned method of pumping water. An empty wooden barrel is thrown down, and the full-water barrel is pulled up by manually shaking the pull rope.

Zhang Chunliang, who was full of thoughts, shook it hundreds of times until his arms began to ache, but the wooden barrel was still not pulled up.

He stared at the well mouth with a frown. Is this well so deep? He clearly heard the sound of water falling into the water soon after he threw the bucket down.

After thinking for a moment, he untied his belt, tied his wrists to the stone pillar beside the well, walked carefully to the well and looked down.

The well was pitch black. The rope connecting the wooden barrel disappeared into the darkness after one meter. It was so deep inside that not even a light could penetrate.

Zhang Chunliang looked up at the clear sky, and the sense of weirdness in his heart became even stronger. Is there really a well so deep that no light can reach it?

He lowered his head again and tried to pull up the rope, but saw something surging in the darkness and the wooden barrel slowly emerged.

He felt relieved and was about to take out the bucket, but suddenly he saw what was in the bucket - it was not clear well water, but a head with half cut off.

"I've been waiting for a long time, and finally I've waited for you." The head grinned and laughed.

Zhang Chunliang heard the "clicking" sound of scissors behind him and turned around to see - it was the servant who led him into the yard!

He took a pair of scissors, cut the belt tied to the stone pillar, raised his head and gave Zhang Chunliang a resentful smile.

"Not good!" Zhang Chunliang felt a chill in his heart.

A pair of pale hands reached out from the well, grabbed his neck tightly, and pulled him headfirst into the well.