Scumbags are crying and begging me [Quick Transmigration]

Bean-sized sweat dripped and fell into the eyes, which was extremely painful.

A gust of wind came from nowhere, blowing away those voices, and Yang Qiye's ears became clear again.

He raised his head tremblingly, facing a face of inexplicable astonishment.

He looks very much like old man Yang when he was young.

Yang Qiye's lips trembled, "Father...", the voice was muffled in his throat, broken and disfigured.

"Dad? What's wrong with you?"

Yang Qiye suddenly woke up.

The clouds cleared and the fog cleared in front of my eyes, and I suddenly realized that I was on my way to the grave of the old man.

Just got knocked over.

"No, nothing..."

Yang Qiye avoided He Ye's hand, got up and slapped the dirt on his body, and hurriedly said, "Let's go!"

It didn't take long for He Ye to bring him here this time, and Moka secretly laughed beside him.

Does the master have so much resentment for calling someone "Dad"?I have to find it back...

Moka was terribly surprised when he thought of hearing his master's orders at the beginning.

It even made it imitate the effect of a horror movie, combined with the voice of the old man in Yang Kai's memory, to make an audio.

[...I actually thought of this kind of trick to take advantage of the verbal advantage... I didn't expect the target person to really fall into the trap!This is called a guilty conscience. ]

He Ye also set his eyes on the middle-aged man who was kneeling in front of the grave and burned the paper, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

Verbal cheap?Just a little interest.

After the intimidation just now, Yang Qiye's nerves were tense, and he looked around nervously at the slightest sign of disturbance, trembling with fear.

Especially when He Ye did something, his reaction was even greater.

Moka: [Master,... 2500 points... 5000 points... 10000 points!Huh?The energy is so high! ]

This is a bit unusual.

Fear and tension cannot reach such a high peak at one time, unless the target person harbors deeper negative emotions-for example: malice.

Just like the last time Yang Qiye decided to kill his son.

The last bits of paper slowly burned to ashes.

Yang Qiye stood up, his knees were sore and numb after kneeling for a long time, he bent down slightly, and hissed softly.

"Go, go and see if there is a suitable stick, my legs can't walk anymore."

Seeing that the other party turned around defenselessly, Yang Qiye picked up a brick by the grave and slammed it on the other party's head!

boom!

The young boy fell to the ground without even groaning. Blood gradually flowed out from the wound on the back of his head, soaking the ground.

Yang Qiye rushed over, pinched the boy's neck viciously, his hands were hard, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his face was distorted, "Father, you can enjoy your happiness over there, and don't worry about things here!"

Click!

There was a crisp sound of a broken neck bone, Yang Qiye gasped loudly, and sat down on the ground.

"call……"

"call……"

In the silent cemetery, it seemed that only Yang Qiye was breathing heavily.

I don't know when, along with his breathing, another gentle breathing sound rises and falls.

Yang Qiye lost two of his three souls in an instant, and his eyeballs seemed to break out of their sockets because of extreme fear.

He twisted his neck click-click, as if he could hear the sound of his cervical spine turning, and a handsome face with a hint of doubt came into his eyes.

"dad?"

Countless ants quickly climbed up from the bottom of the spine bit by bit with a chill, Yang Qiye turned his head in horror!

Where are the dead bodies on the ground!

Hallucinations...

Was it an illusion?

Wiping the sweat rolling down his forehead with trembling hands, Yang Qiye's eyeballs moved and moved to one side.

That man, his son, was scratching the burnt ashes in front of the grave with a branch, the curve of his lips seemed to be upward, as if he was smiling.

In this desolate cemetery, no matter how you look at it, how weird!

Yang Qiye couldn't hold back and moved his butt backwards.

Fingers touched broken bricks scattered on the floor.

Evil comes from the guts, Yang Qiye hid a hand holding a brick, and walked forward...

"Yeah——"

The fluttering wings flapped, and the hoarse cry of the old raven resounded through the wild forest.

Panicked, Yang Qiye walked around the cemetery, making countless circles and stumbles before he walked out.

After walking away, he wiped his cheeks vigorously with his sleeve, looked back again, and hurried back as if being chased by a ghost.

He wants to avoid people, pack up his things and leave overnight.

After returning home, Yang Qiye packed his clothes and luggage first, then went to He Ye's room to pack his things, pretending to leave with his son.

"dad?"

When the young boy heard him enter the room, he half-raised his upper body to turn on the light, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and his face was full of doubts.

"What are you doing?"

The quilt was half removed by his movements, revealing his blue plaid pajamas underneath.

The face, head, and neck are all clean, and there is even a hazy feeling of sleeping soundly on the face.

Yang Qiye's eyes almost popped out of his sockets.

"Dad, why is there dirt on your body? Did you go out?"

It seems that it is not exciting enough, the other party said again.

Yang Qiye was stunned for a moment, yes, his son was sleeping soundly in the house, so who was the one who went out with him and was killed by him? !

Maybe it's not just this one...is it, the one he buried at the construction site of the unfinished building...

Who is it?

what is the problem?

what happened?

Is it a hallucination?

Yang Qiye's spirit seemed to be split into two people, one of them was shouting: I killed him!Obviously I killed him!

The other retorted: Who is this good-looking person in front of him?

The two quarreled violently, but in the end they did not know which string was tied.

What's going on, don't you know if you kill it again?

He also saw Yang Qiye rushing towards him with scarlet eyes and a ferocious face, "I killed him! I killed him before!"

He Ye, who was only two steps back from Yang Qiye's return, raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to show a slightly apologetic smile.

"what--!"

A loud and sharp sound of shock resounded through the entire village, and hundreds of families woke up from their sleep in unison.

"what sound?"

"what happened?"

……

The fifth aunt's family was also awakened. The fifth aunt hurriedly put on her clothes and told her man to move faster.

"Why do I hear the voice from the next door? Hurry up and see what's going on."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a few more terrified shouts from the next door.

"Dad! Are you crazy?! It's me!"

"Ah—help!"

……

"It's Kai!"

Fifth Aunt man, who was called Fifth Uncle by Yang Kai, didn't care to put on his coat, picked up the shovel in the yard and turned over the wall!

With just one glance, he saw that Yang Qiye was like a man-eating evil spirit, choking A Kai's neck, and A Kai had already rolled his eyes and made strange noises of "uh" and "uh".

Human life was at stake, and there was no time for him to think. Uncle Wu hit Yang Qiye's head with a shovel.

Yang Qiye, who was like a ghost, fell to the ground immediately, and He Ye clutched his neck, panting and coughing heavily.

"Baby, what's the matter?"

He also lowered his eyes, and You showed a trace of confusion and pain on his fearful face, his voice was so hoarse, "I...no, I know..."

Neighbors in the front, back, left and right also rushed over at this time, seeing that the situation in the yard was unclear, they asked questions one after another.

When Uncle Wu told what he saw, everyone was speechless.

Is it because of some great event that Yang Qiye wants to kill Akai?

Since there is nothing to be learned from Yang Kai, the fifth aunt and fifth uncle decided to separate the father and son first.

When Yang Qiye woke up leisurely, he only felt a dull pain in the back of his head, he opened his eyes and saw people surrounded by him in a daze.

"Ouch! Qiye has woken up!"

"How are you? How do you feel?"

After all, giving someone a shovel, Uncle Wu felt a little guilty and asked quickly.

"No……"

Yang Qiye was still a little dazed.

Everyone asked him in a hurry, why did that child Yang Kai provoke you, you almost strangled him to death.

Yang Qiye's pupils shrank suddenly, and all the previous memories came back!

What the hell is wrong with him?

The feeling of cutting off the neck bone abruptly is so real... Could it be an illusion?

It's not a hallucination, how to explain Yang Kai's existence?

And that time...he remembered personally burying Yang Kai alive, and the result was the same...

Yang Qiye hammered his head hard and roared in pain.

What happened to him?Insanity?Hallucination?Or a supernatural event?

What kind of situation is this?

No one can confide, no one can answer, no one can share his worries...

Facing such a weird situation alone, Yang Qiye's brain hurts like he's about to burst.

When everyone saw him, they didn't dare to provoke him and left the room one after another.

"His father? How do I feel... this Yang Qiye is a little abnormal?"

Fifth Aunt nodded her head, and said to Uncle Fifth hesitantly.

Look at his crazy look just now, his eyes are out of focus, and his face is distorted, it's really scary.

She is obviously not the only one who has such an idea.

After a while, word spread that Yang Qiye's spirit was a little abnormal.

Think about it too, can a normal person do something like kill his own son?

If Uncle Wu hadn't made a decisive decision at that time, that boy Yang Kai would have died!

Now the bruise on the neck is still hanging!

How much effort it took!

Yang Kai, pitiful!

Of course, the rumors were passed around, but they couldn't reach the person concerned for a while.

Yang Qiye got up in a trance, and when he planned to take He Ye back, he didn't know that he had already been stamped by the villagers as "crazy from time to time" and "aggressive lunatic".

He still had some lingering fears about his son's existence, entered He Ye's room, did not meet He Ye's eyes, and his eyes fell on the quilt on the kang, and said, "You pack your things..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and his protruding eyes stared at the bed sheet!

—There is a thin layer of sand on it...

Yang Qiye's whole body tensed up, and his eyeballs moved bit by bit to the standing He Ye.

He also smiled at him.

With a yell, Yang Qiye backed away in a hurry, stumbled on the threshold, and fell with his head up.

As far as he could see, the man was walking towards him slowly covered in sand, half of his head was wet with blood on his forehead.

One step, two steps...

Yang Qiye yelled and backed away. He was so frightened that he couldn't control himself. He kicked his legs indiscriminately, "Don't! Don't come here! Ghost! Evil ghost! Go away!"

The five uncles and aunts who heard the movement came from home and saw this scene.

The tall boy stood lonely in the room, the sunlight through the window filled half of the room, his face was clearly bathed in the sunlight, full of hurt expressions.

But the boy's father fell on the ground and stared at him from a distance, like watching a ghost, frightened and hated.

Aunt Wu felt sad for a while, Ah Kai is such a good child, why there are so many hardships in his life.

Mo Ka breathed a sigh of relief beside He Ye.

The horror scene can finally come to an end.

Yang Qiye was ecstatic when he heard the footsteps of the visitor, as if he had been redeemed.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?"

The aggrieved and persevering He Ye said softly.

Yang Qiye was horrified to realize that the person in front of him was clean and there was not even a trace of blood on his body. His eager eyes swished towards the bed sheet...

Nothing but light creases on the gray-blue sheets!

Hallucinations again.

This was Yang Qiye's thoughts when he passed out due to exhaustion.

[Master, get 18300 points of dark energy, plus the gains from the previous waves, the current total is 67024 points.The target person this time is really awesome!So quickly the balance exceeded 5! ]

Mo Ka walked around excitedly beside He Ye.

He Ye and Fifth Uncle carried Yang Qiye onto the Kang.

Fortunately, this time, Yang Qiye woke up without any "illusion".

The two of them were finally able to make their way back to the city with some sort of peace and harmony.

It was afternoon when he returned home, so Yang Qiye went upstairs to rest.

Seeing his ugly face and ignoring him, the nanny asked He Ye, "What's wrong with your dad?"

He Ye's face was full of exhaustion, he lowered his eyes and shook his head, and asked his aunt, "Aunt An, is there any ready-made rice? I'm hungry."

Aunt An was taken aback, "Didn't have lunch? You sit here and wait, it will be soon."

A plate of ham and chicken fillet fried rice was served, and He Ye took it and devoured it, which made Aunt An's heart ache.

She wanted to say something but suddenly stopped, her eyes fell on He Ye's drooping neck.

There are obvious purple handprints there.

Was strangled.

"...You, did you quarrel with your father?" Aunt An asked tentatively.

He also shook his head, "No."

He raised his eyes, hesitated to speak, and finally, with Aunt An's encouragement, whispered: "My dad seems to be possessed by a demon, always talking about ghosts or something."

Aunt An didn't believe in ghosts, but seeing the deep pain in the boy's eyes, she quickly comforted him: "It's okay, it will be fine."

After eating, He Ye helped Aunt An wash the dishes and mopped the floor before returning to his hut.

When Dai Rong came back at night, Aunt An quietly mentioned this matter to her.

"Mr. Yang went upstairs and never came down. I don't know the specific situation. Madam, go and have a look? Be careful."

Dai Rong went upstairs full of doubts.

In the bedroom, Yang Qiye was still sleeping, when he heard strange footsteps start up, his upright appearance startled Dai Rong.

Yang Qiye's hair was messed up, his eyes had dark circles that couldn't be ignored, and his cheeks were slightly sunken, but he hadn't seen him for five days, he seemed like a different person.

But it doesn't look like there is any danger.

"Enablement?"

Sitting next to Yang Qiye, Dai Rong touched his face, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so haggard?"

Yang Qiye forced a smile, "I'm too tired, I haven't had a good rest."

Seeing people like this, Dai Rong, who has been absent for several days and is a little emotional, can't force him to rest well.

Dai Rong saw He Ye's neck at night, his eyes moved, but he didn't say anything.

The next day, before He Ye got up, Dai Rong took Yang Qiye out, and it was said that he was going on a trip to relax.

But Moka quietly told the master that they went to the master to exorcise the evil spirits.

On the first night after Dai Rong and Yang Qiye left, Chen Ruicheng came back smelling of alcohol.

Aunt An had already gone to bed, and Chen Ruicheng went to the kitchen to make a glass of fruit drink and drank it all in one gulp.

He thought of the beautiful man he had been thinking about for a long time lying on the bed in that cramped small room in this home at this moment, thinking about the beautiful man's body absently, Chen Ruicheng's stomach felt hot.

He went upstairs, came down soon, prepared two glasses of mixed juice in the kitchen and knocked on He Ye's door.

He Ye was woken up by the knock on the door, his dark eyes filled with hostility.

Moka moved his body away carefully, so as not to appear in the master's field of vision.

The person at the door knocked persistently, regardless of whether the other party was asleep or not.

He Ye got off the bed directly, stepped on the floor with bare feet, and opened the door roughly.

"It's you." He squinted his eyes, and his sharp eyes blew on Chen Ruicheng's cheek, making the latter's heart tremble.

"look for a job?"

Chen Ruicheng, who was about to speak, choked and wanted to enter the room directly, but the other party's strong arm blocked the door frame, refusing to give way.

Chen Ruicheng shook the two glasses of juice in his hand, his eyes fell on the bruise on He Ye's neck, "Go in and chat."

"I'll talk about it tomorrow!"

He was about to close the door, but Chen Ruicheng got short and got in directly under his arm.

"Let's talk now." He sat beside He Ye's bed, smiling triumphantly.

He Ye walked over, picked up Chen Ruicheng's collar and carried him to the chair, and sat down on the bed by himself.

The smell of alcohol on Chen Ruicheng's body made him frowned, and said impatiently: "Speak, get out!"

Chen Ruicheng paused, and muttered, "Why do you treat me so badly..."

Pass the fruit drink in his hand to He Ye.

Seeing a sneer that seemed to be a smile but not a smile on the other side's mouth, his heart skipped a beat, and he said calmly, "I made it myself. You should try it. It's delicious. I won't lie to you."

Moka circled around the cup, [Master, the target person would be so kind? ]

There is no kindness, but the lust is not small.

He Ye's eyes became darker and darker, and when Chen Ruicheng's expression became stiff, he took it, and then took a sip under his expectant gaze.

Chen Ruicheng couldn't help but smiled a little immediately.

He also stared at him, raised his head and drank all the juice.

Chen Ruicheng bared his teeth in joy.

He Ye got up and put the cup aside, raised his hand and slowly unbuttoned the two buttons on the pajamas, revealing a strong chest.

"Is there something extra in here? Huh?"

he sneered.

Does this medicine work so quickly?

Chen Ruicheng trembled unconsciously, something was wrong with this development, it felt like the character had lost its size?

But the lustful heart finally defeated the brain, and Chen Ruicheng pounced on it!