Xuan Huan: I'm really not the child of luck

Lin Feng watched Zhu Zi beat his father to death with a stick, with a normal expression on his face.

As the saying goes, the wicked will be punished by the wicked, and the farmer deserved it for what he ended up like.

"Ah! Killed! Help!"

The girls in the house gathered together and shouted, they had never seen such a bloody scene before, and they were all terrified.

Zhu Zi looked at them viciously: "The quarrel gave me a headache. If you continue to quarrel, believe it or not, I will finish you off one after another?"

As soon as he said this, the girls covered their mouths and fell silent, their eyes were full of color.

Such a devil, he said he would finish them, but they would really do it.

Seeing that they were no longer arguing, a vicious smile appeared on Zhu Zi's simple and honest face: "From now on, you will all be my concubines."

"My father has already left, you can just serve me alone, and I will treat you well in the future, provided that you stay here well."

Saying this with an honest face, Lin Feng almost couldn't hold back and rushed over to punch him. He took a deep breath, and silently recited the Qingxin formula in his mind.

"I, we know, we will never disobey you, don't kill us, we serve you!"

"Yeah, we're definitely not going out and we're definitely not going to yell, never again."

The sensible girls have already started begging for mercy. They really have no meaning to live, but they don't want to die at the hands of this scumbag.

If you want to live, you have to learn to speak good words. Compared with the shrewd farmer, Zhuzi is a lot worse.

When he saw the obedient appearance of the girls, he nodded again and again, and he didn't have the vicious look just now at all.

"I can only let you be well, and I will let you eat well and dress well in the future."

After saying this, Zhu Zi left with his father on his back.

Lin Feng glanced at the pillar leaving with his father on his back, and at the pitiful weeping girls behind him, and finally chose to follow the pillar first.

This place should be his hiding place for the girls, and there will never be any changes in the future. At this time, we must first see what Zhuzi is going to do.

After all, Yun Shang is still in their hands, that careless one, he is really worried about her.

Lin Feng used his spiritual power to maintain his invisibility all the way. Fortunately, his spiritual power was abundant and he lasted for a long time. If he was replaced by someone with less spiritual power, he might have exposed himself at this time.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Zi didn't choose to hastily find a place to destroy the corpse, but went home directly with his father on his back.

The peasant woman was sitting at the door of the house looking around from time to time, and she stood up quickly when she saw the two of them coming back.

Seeing the farmer on the back of the pillar, she quickly opened the door for the two of them to go home, sneaking out her head to look at the door, and closing the door after confirming that there was no one there.

The faint light in the courtyard shone on the pillars and the bloodless farmer, adding a sense of eerieness for no reason.

The peasant woman didn't realize anything was wrong, she hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, Mr. Lin woke up when you killed people and threw away the corpse?"

Zhuzi lowered her head without saying a word, and the peasant woman stomped her feet on the ground: "You bastard, you can't fart with three sticks on weekdays, why don't you hurry up and let your father put it down, I'll see if the injury is serious or not .”

After Zhuzi heard this, he put the farmer down, and the peasant woman approached him with a candle in her hand, only then did she see the blood that had solidified on his head.

She immediately screamed out in shock: "What's going on, why are you bleeding?"

"We originally wanted to throw the person off the cliff, but we didn't expect that person to wake up halfway. Although he is weak, he has some kung fu."

"Father wants to protect me... alas." Zhu Zi shook his head, pretending to be sorry.

He didn't finish his sentence, but it made the peasant woman think about it even more.

She shook her hands and sighed under the tip of the farmer's nose if she was still breathing. There was no warmth from her hands, and she sat down on the ground directly.

"How could it be so, how could it be so!"

In the past, people lived well in bad times, but now that the family has some money, everyone is gone.

A woman regards her husband as the sky, and now her men are dead, what should she do next?
The peasant woman hammered the ground while crying, her face was full of hatred, she didn't notice the mocking look on Zhu Zi's face at all.

"Mother, please be sorry, if Dad didn't want to protect me, he wouldn't be like this. We all have to live well, so that we can be the soul of Dad under the Nine Springs."

Zhu Zi squatted in front of the peasant woman and spoke softly to comfort her. He was clumsy and didn't know what to say to comfort her.

Hearing this sentence, Lin Feng thought it was very interesting. If his father would really die under the Nine Springs, he guessed that his father would come back to life angrily and slap Zhuzi fiercely.

It should feel good to be beaten to death by your own son with a stick, and then tied back to cheat your daughter-in-law, right?

Lin Feng suddenly had a bad idea, didn't Zhuzi think that there should be undead under the Nine Springs, so he played the role of his father as an undead.

Thinking like this, he made a trick in his hand to change his tone, and then walked up to the farmer who was put on the bed.

He held the farmer's hand and waved it: "I'm not willing to die, I...not...willing..."

Saying this, he also used his spiritual power to push away the window paper, and the desolate night wind rushed in. The mother and son who were squatting on the ground and the other sitting on the ground were already frightened.

Zhu Zi was the one who was frightened, after all, he was the real murderer of his father.

Zhu Zhu looked at the farmer lying on the bed stupidly, his eyes and pupils reflected the farmer's weak arms, as if he had really cheated his corpse.

With a clear conscience, the peasant woman stood up abruptly and lay down in front of her husband, thinking that her husband was not dead, but was just breathless from the fall.

"You're alive, how do you feel now?" She asked, shaking her husband's body.

However, the farmer did not answer her words, he just continued to say in a long voice: "I am not reconciled."

The pillar who was squatting on the ground just now was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. He looked at the farmer in disbelief.

"How is this possible? I saw my father being beaten to death with my own eyes, and I also saw my father not breathing for a long time. How could he come back to life at this time?"

After reflecting for a moment, the pillar immediately sensed something was wrong, and then violently tore away the peasant woman who was inspecting the farmer's body.

"Mother, the father who tried the bed just now has already stopped breathing, and it is not the father who is talking to us now."

"Could it be that when I came back with my father on my back, I provoked some mountain spirits and ghosts to let them attach to my father's body, mother, you must not be seduced by those things!"

The pillar shook the peasant woman's body, and when Sesteri said these words, he almost collapsed!