Disillusionment

It is impossible for Ji Weixin to declare that the descendants of Ji's family have become dirty vampires, so he prepared this funeral to make everyone think that Ji Sui died.

The colleagues of the association lamented Ji Sui's untimely death while admiring his spirit of sacrifice.Ji Sui was their pride during his lifetime, and they all liked this handsome, obedient, and potential boy.

But there are also some villains who are jealous of Ji Weixin's family background and ability, gloat at Ji Sui's funeral, and satirize Ji Weixin with bitter words.

Ji Weixin drank a lot of wine that day, and when he got home, his wife had already fallen asleep.With nowhere to vent his depression, he paced alone in the empty living room.Suddenly, the normally inconspicuous dungeon door caught his attention.

With a sullen face, Ji Weixin quietly entered Ji Sui's room.At this moment, Ji Sui has also fallen asleep.Still unable to let go of his human identity, Ji Sui forcibly reversed the vampire's habit of working and resting, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, just like humans.

Ji Weixin looked around, the blood lozenges were well placed in the box, they hadn't been used yet, and the sedatives hadn't been opened yet.Ji Sui is only 13 years old, and he hasn't fully awakened his vampire blood yet, so he doesn't need these things yet.

Ji Weixin walked to his son's side, looked at his sleeping face for a while, then raised the sedative in his hand and plunged it into Ji Sui's carotid artery without any emotion.

Ji Sui, who was awakened by the needle and the liquid medicine, lost his strength before he could struggle.

Looking at his son's pretty face in panic, Ji Weixin suddenly had some evil thoughts, but they were quickly suppressed.

Ji Weixin roughly grabbed Ji Sui's half-length hair, lifted him into the air, and pushed him against the wall.

Three rows of silver spikes on the wall passed through the gap between Ji Sui's four pairs of ribs in an instant, burning his soft body and piercing the fragile internal organs protected by the ribs.Ji Sui trembled violently in pain, burst into tears, and screamed like crazy, but the scream was quickly blocked by the blood rushing up from his throat, and soon he spit out a big mouthful of blood.Ji Sui cried heart-rendingly, but the man who was holding him didn't intend to stop there.

He let go.

In the next second, all the weight was on the ribs.In order to better support the body, the silver nails opened up part of the flesh, and the blood was charred in the body before gushing out.

He was only 13 years old, and he had never been injured by a knife, so how could he endure such extreme pain? The creepy feeling of the ribs and silver nails pressing together made him pass out from pain.

"Snapped!"

The man in front of him waved his big hand and slapped his pale face forcefully, as if it was going to smash Ji Sui's head.Ji Sui was beaten so that his ears buzzed, he fell to one side, vomited another mouthful of blood, and turned to one side.

Before he could catch his breath, the man pinched his chin, and the knuckles turned white.

"Why did you save her?"

Ji Sui didn't know how to answer this question.

"You can marry again after your wife dies, but you only have one. You were supposed to be the best heir in the history of the family, but your stupidity ruined everything!"

Another slap.Slap several times harder than before.Ji Sui felt that his left ear was deaf.

The man pulled Ji off the wall, pushed it back, pulled it down, pushed it back, pulled it down, pushed it back, and repeated this until there was a complete black scar between every row of ribs.Every time the spikes are pierced, a brand new, scorched black, small circular wound will be created. If they can be connected into a line, there is no need to think about it, the internal organs inside must have been smashed to the point of unsightly.

Ji Sui was most fortunate that he lost consciousness just one third of the way through this torture.

Ji Sui, who was half asleep and half awake, turned over gently, and immediately felt a burning pain in his upper body, which made him gasp, and the twitch caused by the inhalation caused a new round of heart-pounding pain, the pain was excruciating. He broke out in a cold sweat.But this time Ji Suixue behaved, he bit his lower lip tightly, trying not to make any, even small movements.

He suddenly remembered what his father had taught him in the past.

"Silver stays in the vampire's body, leaving the wound burning and never healing. The only way is to go out with a knife and gouge out those charred parts, and bleed enough to make them regenerate."

He couldn't imagine how painful it would be to gouge out the flesh without anesthesia, but the long-term pain was worse than the short-term pain. If he didn't want to be tortured madly by this endless purgatory, he had to cut off the scorched flesh mixed with silver powder.

But the problem is, there is no knife in this room.

The sharpest thing is just the needle of the syringe.

Ji Sui glanced at the whole box of sedatives from the corner of his eye, sighed softly, straightened up on the ground suddenly, the overwhelming pain flooded in like a tide, Ji Sui's eyes were spinning for a while, his vision was blurred by unstoppable tears become blurred.Viscous blood flowed out of Ji Sui's bruised lower lip again, and the tight jaw finally failed to stop the painful □□ sound.Ji Sui crawled towards the box of sedatives at the fastest speed, but every step made him almost faint.

He got it.

Quickly picked up the crimson-dyed, dilapidated white shirt, stuffed the corner of the shirt into his mouth, roughly tore open the syringe package, Ji Sui took a deep breath, and plunged into the gap between his ribs .

Medium sized needles don't cause much pain.Even if Ji Sui was scared to cry by it in the past, for him who has experienced more extreme pain now, it is nothing, as light as being bitten by a mosquito.

Taking advantage of his strength, Ji Sui quickly slid the needle, ignoring the pain in his body, and tried his best to gouge out the burned flesh with all his strength.

He didn't dare to stop for a second, he was hanging on his breath now, once he relaxed, he would immediately pass out from the pain.

When the last piece of scorched flesh was removed from his body, the shirt Ji Sui was biting on was soaked with tears and sweat, his hands and upper body were completely covered in scarlet blood, not a single trace of skin could be seen primary color.The syringe slipped from Ji Sui's weak hand, and the slightly longer hair on the forehead was stuck to the skin with sweat, dripping slowly.Ji Sui leaned against the corner lifelessly like a rag doll whose sponge had been hollowed out, quietly like a corpse.