The villain forces me to commit suicide every day

"No...it's not." Shi Ben panicked and took several steps back, not even daring to look at his sister. Then he seemed to have woken up and shouted: "I'm not wrong!"

"Her only value is her pretty face! I gave her to those merchants for her to have a better life in the future! Who knew she was so stupid, she killed someone and even committed suicide!"

"I am taking her away now to atone for my sins!"

Ishimoto's self-righteous voice echoed in the night forest. Although he was a human at this moment, he was better than an evil ghost.The look he looked at his sister no longer contained affection, but more like a commodity that was trying to harm him.

The younger sister screamed, covering her face with her sharp claws, and said in fluent human language: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Brother, it was you who killed me..."

He didn't take action, but it was no different from taking action.

Ishimoto cursed loudly: "Why are you crying! If you were honest, would you still be like this!? Do you know how much money those merchants gave me? It's enough for me to live in the city for a lifetime!"

"What's wrong with you going to be a concubine? If it weren't for me, you would have to be a savage in a cave for the rest of your life! I raised you so much, what's wrong with you giving back?"

Suddenly he was speechless. He only felt stomach cramps. Ishimoto lay on the ground in pain and opened the clothes on his stomach, but the ghost paw prints on it had long since disappeared...

The boss slowly walked up to him and kicked him in the stomach. The latter vomited in pain and kept vomiting blood.

"Hiss, I originally wanted you to die last night. But you were rescued. What a pity. Since you are so ignorant, then come with me to the Ghost River."

On the banks of the Ghost River.

“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me!!——”

Shi Ben's skin was blue and white from the cold, and he was shivering constantly as he was dragged along.His boss held his head close to the water, and there were white evil spirits under the water, staring at him with their sharp teeth bared, frightening him into confusion, "I'm going to get out now... don't kill me!"

The boss knelt down and smiled gloomily: "Hey, it seems a little late?"

"These guys trapped in the Ghost River haven't eaten human flesh for a long time, but they miss it. Please give them some meat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boss threw him in without hesitation, and the ghost river made huge waves.Ishimoto's miserable voices kept coming one after another. He struggled for help and struggled to surface, but his feet were grabbed by countless ghosts and dragged down the river.

The ghosts in the river are like fish, gathering together after smelling the food, and tearing the food into pieces excitedly.

In despair, Ishimoto cried out to his sister for help: "Sister, please help me - I know I was wrong! It was my brother who was wrong... ah ah ah -"

The younger sister stood indifferently on the shore, her dark pupils staring at the blood surging in the water, and she smiled strangely.

Finally, less than a moment later, Ishimoto turned into broken bones and sank to the bottom of the river, where he was cruelly eaten by the ghosts.

The boss bent down and put his hand into the river. It was always so cold here.An evil ghost suddenly rushed up, bit off his hand and chewed it, but the boss was not angry. He patted the ghost on the head and said, "It's just one person, not enough to eat."

"But if the whole city is..."

The boss showed a cruel smile. He straightened up and said without looking back: "Jump into the river."

Hearing this, the ghosts behind him all walked into the river obediently and merged with the ghosts below.

Ishimoto's sister also walked in and suddenly heard the boss say: "You have good strength and a lot of resentment, so you have to devour more other ghosts. Don't let me down."

As the last ghost stepped into the Ghost River, there was no other sound on the entire bank except for the howling of ghosts and wolves below.

The boss was walking up and down the river with his hands behind his back. Suddenly he noticed something was wrong. He looked overjoyed and went straight under the water blue bead. He saw that the pure spiritual water flowing out of it was even weaker, and there was a hole in it!

He instantly planned something in his mind.

But he didn't notice that on a high cliff, Qin Yun was watching everything below indifferently. After the boss left excitedly, he landed lightly on the shore, took out a bowl, and filled it with a bowl of cold Ghost River water. .

He looked at the blood stains that were gradually dissipating not far away. His eyes were calm and not a trace of emotion appeared. He finally sighed and left.

the next day.

Qin Yao woke up early, dressed neatly and sat beside the bed.Qin Shijin was still asleep. He had lost all his spiritual energy for him all night. He was too tired now, but his hand kept holding his wrist, as if he was afraid of disappearing.

Suddenly Qin Yun's voice came from outside the door: "Are you still awake?"

"Ah, here we come."

Qin Yao was startled. He just wanted to get up, but the force on his wrist increased.Qin Shijin's brows were furrowed as if she was having a nightmare, an instinctive reaction when she realized her brother was leaving.

Just when Qin Yao stopped and was confused.

Qin Yun said: "The river water is released in front of your door, remember to drink it."

"Don't worry, being a father will not harm you."

There was a sound of placing bowls outside the door and then there was no movement. It seemed that Qin Yun was gone.

Qin Yao lowered his head and kissed Qin Shijin's furrowed eyebrows, and said softly in his ear: "Sleep peacefully, I'll come back as soon as I go, I won't leave."

He stroked Qin Shijin's hair. Gradually, his eyebrows no longer frowned, his uneasiness dissipated, and the strength in his hands became much looser.

Qin Yao pulled his hand back, stuffed it back into the quilt, and then walked to the door. When he opened the door, there was a cold breath, and there was that bowl of ghost river water on the ground. As soon as he got close to it, he felt cold all over. Shivering.

He closed the door quietly, held the bowl of water, drank it in one gulp, and then walked downstairs.

The hall was as deserted as usual, with most of the tables covered with dust. The boss at the counter was still staring straight at the door, still thinking about someone coming in.

Seeing Qin Yao coming to him, he immediately put on a smile and said happily: "Hey, sir, do you have anything to say? I can hear you if you call me upstairs!"

"Give me a quiet room."

The boss was startled when he saw that his face was pale. He quickly took out the key and took Qin Yao to a guest room and said, "Is your guest feeling unwell?"

Qin Yao didn't respond and closed the door directly after entering the house.

The boss rolled his eyes and said worriedly: "Then guest, if you need anything, you must tell me! If nothing else, I don't need anything in this inn!"

There was still no reply, and the boss was not annoyed. He turned around and left in a hurry.

The alms in the house were as simple, but still cold to the bone.Qin Yao frowned and meditated on the bed, feeling the water of the Ghost River flowing wildly in his stomach. His stomach was cramping, but it was much lighter than yesterday.

Do not know what is the reasons of that.

But a moment later, the boss held an incense stick in front of the door and was about to light it.

"Boss, my son doesn't need incense."

Qin Yun looked at the boss with a smile.