The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

A voice suddenly sounded behind him. Shi Ping's hair stood on end. He turned around abruptly and saw that it was the stupid young master of the You family.

But in his horrified sight, the other party did not shout or scream, but was a little too calm.

After his mind went blank for a moment, Shi Ping supported himself against the wall and forced himself to stand up, clenching the dagger in his hand.

...Fool, yes, he is a fool.

Panting, Shi Ping tried his best to calm himself down and not to alarm the idiot and scream, and tried to comfort him: "I'm... setting off fireworks, yes, Master You, I'm setting off fireworks!"

The silly young master opposite didn't quite understand, and tilted his head, looking through Shi Ping to see the "fireworks" he was setting off.

Seizing this opportunity, Shi Ping swung the dagger and was about to stab the young master's throat.

As long as he moves fast enough, he can kill the opponent with one blow before he can even make a sound. Only in this way will he have a chance to escape!

There was a flash of light before his eyes, and Shi Ping's raised arm could not fall down. He felt a chill in his throat. He opened his mouth, but was shocked to find that he could no longer speak, as air was leaking from his throat.

"Pfft!"

Shi Ping fell down with his head tilted back, still holding the dagger tightly in his hand, and died with his eyes open.

[Tsk, Yue Niang is so useless. She can't even deal with Shi Ping.] But that's okay. If I follow the plot, I can just fool the rules.

The energy of Xiao Tiandao is of great use to him, so he should save it if possible.

A drop of blood fell from the blade between his fingers. You Mu looked at the cut on Shi Ping's neck, not very satisfied.

After being at ease for so long, my technique seems to be a little rusty, which is not good.

[Hmm, she seems to be busy fighting with her concubine and has no time to pay attention to Shi Ping.] Although he couldn't see it, Tiandao felt that Yue Niang must be having a hard time.

"Master!"

Seeing the thrilling scene, Xue He wished he could fly over and block Shi Ping's knife.

But fortunately, Shi Ping's knife did not fall, but he fell from the back.

Without bothering to find out what happened to Shi Ping, Xue He ran over and stood in front of the young master.

"Master, be careful, stay away from him"

Shi Ping was dead, but the movements of his limbs had not completely disappeared. His arms were twitching, causing the dagger in his hand to shake slightly.

Xue He was afraid that Shi Ping might suddenly attack and hurt someone, so he picked up a wooden stick and hit Shi Ping's intact right eye.

When you are unsure whether you can kill the enemy with one blow, you should first choose to attack the enemy's weak points, or make the enemy lose some of his ability to move.

This was taught to him by an experienced master in the team when he was working as a security guard in the escort agency.

He has always believed in this strategy against enemies when transporting goods.

[Xue He is also quite cruel] Tiandao covered his eyes and couldn’t bear to watch.

After hitting Shi Ping a few times and seeing that he didn't react, Xue He put down the thick wooden stick in his hand, realizing that something was wrong.

It is impossible for a normal person, or rather a living person, to not react to such pain...

The fire from the haystack was brighter, allowing Xue He to clearly see the red line on Shi Ping's neck. To be more precise, it was a very thin scar.

The wound was still bleeding, and the blood was flowing along Shi Ping's neck onto the brick floor, spreading little by little.

The palm holding the young master's wrist contracted, Xue He turned around suddenly, lowered his head and pulled up the young master's hands.

Between the delicate knuckles, an extremely short blade was touched.

Xue He carefully pulled the blade out of the young master's hand and put it away. After carefully checking the other's hand with the help of the firelight to see if there were any scratches, he breathed a sigh of relief, held the young master's face with his hands, and admonished him word by word:

"Master, remember, tonight, you are in your room, and no one has seen you except the people in this yard."

"You haven't seen this man, remember?"

The two looked into each other's eyes, Xue He stared at the young master's pupils until the other party nodded in agreement without quite understanding what he meant, then he hugged him tightly, and then, before the fire behind them grew bigger, he brought the young master to a safe side.

The lights were on in the main house and most people were in the front yard, where the fire had not yet aroused suspicion.

Xue He broke open the door of a room, which was filled with straw and old wooden furniture that was easy to burn. He dragged Shi Ping's body in, picked up a bundle of burning straw with an iron fork, put it in, and locked the door.

After cleaning up the bloodstains on the ground and putting away the dagger in Shi Ping's hand, Xue He led the young master to the main courtyard.

Pushing open the door of the west wing, Xue He put the young master on the bed, opened the gauze curtain, and arranged the young master to lie down.

"Are you scared? It's okay, it's okay."

"Master, it's late, go to sleep, sleep and forget all this"

Xue He gently stroked the young master's eyebrows with his fingertips and coaxed him to sleep.

Although the row of houses behind the main house could not be saved, Shi Ping's body had to be burned so that he could protect the young master.

Otherwise, if someone died in the You family’s house, it would be difficult to explain.

After coaxing the unusually silent young master, he watched his breathing gradually calm down.

Xue He calculated the time, pushed the door and walked out.

Mrs. You and Aunt Xue were busy until late at night. Just as they finished recording the pile of food that had been delivered, they heard a noisy sound from the backyard!

"Oh no! Madam! Auntie! There's a fire in the backyard!" Xiao Cui shouted at the top of her lungs, running while making sure that the people in the front yard could hear her.

The first person to discover it was the security guard who was patrolling outside the compound. He saw the light in the backyard but didn't notice it at first. But the candlelight became brighter and brighter, and later the whole wall was illuminated. Only then did the security guard realize something was wrong.

"Fire? Mu'er...where is Mu'er!" Mrs. You was already dizzy from exhaustion, and upon hearing the news, she immediately became concerned about her son's safety.

Leaving the account book behind, Mrs. You hurried to the east wing.

"Mu'er!"

"Madam, the young master is fine. He is asleep in the house. The well is close by and the fire in the backyard has been brought under control! Please go check on the young master first. He is making such a fuss, I am afraid he will wake up soon!"

Xue He, carrying two buckets of water, ran into Mrs. You, who looked anxious, and reported immediately.

"Okay, go and put out the fire." Xue He said it clearly, and Mrs. You's nervousness was mostly relieved. She continued to go to the east wing to see her son, while the others worked together to put out the fire in the backyard.

Fortunately, the fire only burned the houses in the back row, and Mrs. You’s main house was not affected.

By the late night, after the fire was put out, a row of houses had been burned into a black mass, the things stored in them had turned to ashes, most of the bricks and tiles had collapsed, and only the high walls on both sides remained standing.

The guards were tired and went back to their rooms to rest.

In the early morning when no one was around, Xue He took advantage of the cover of the wall and dug out Shi Ping, which had been burned into a pile of skeletons, from the ruins which were still hot.

The charred ashes left with the burnt flesh and skin were put into a sack along with the bones, and they were so meticulous that not even a hand bone was left out.

After collecting all the skeletons, Xue He climbed up the mountain at night and threw the skeletons down along the rushing spring.

On one side, the spring water flows through the pond where he used to catch fish, and further down is the water source where the villagers use to irrigate their farmland.

At the other end, it flows into the big river at the foot of the mountain. The river flows in all directions and has many tributaries. The bones were scattered, so even if someone found them, they couldn't tell whose they belonged to.

They took them out of the sack one by one and threw them down the wide stream.

He was not afraid of these things because he had seen dead people.

Besides, he didn't like the way Shi Ping looked at the young master. As a man, he knew the meaning behind it best.

The sack became lighter and lighter, and finally, Xue He threw the dagger that Shi Ping intended to use to commit the crime into it.

Silently watching the corpses flow down the stream into the wide river, Xue He put away the sacks, turned around and walked back.

Still holding the bloody blade in his hand, Xue He did not wipe off the blood.

He couldn't guarantee that what he did was foolproof.

When necessary, this will be evidence that he killed Shi Ping.