Devil's way

Afterwards, the stepmother panicked that Xing Xia ran away from home, deliberately put on a worried look, and personally posted missing person notices in the streets and alleys, and paid a lot of money for many people to participate in the search.

This play is sung with all my heart and soul. If you are not a person who knows the truth, you really can't see any traces of falsehood.

"I don't know where Xing Xia will go, I'm really worried"

The stepmother pretended to be a good mother in front of Xing Xia's father.

"It's all my fault for not keeping an eye on him. If I pay more attention, he won't disappear"

As he spoke, he began to wipe away his tears. For the stepmother's acting skills, he was simply superb and lifelike. No wonder Xing Xia's father couldn't see it! .

"Someone is already looking for it outside, and there should be news soon. You are tired these two days, go back and rest."

Xing Xia's father, with a lukewarm tone, obviously wasn't very close to his stepmother either.

After several days, there was still no news. The stepmother became more and more relieved, because she knew that no one would find her.

Just when the stepmother thought it was absolutely safe, Xing Xia came back!

"Master, the young master is back!"

A servant rushed into the dining room in a hurry.

The stepmother was so frightened that she couldn't hold the chopsticks steadily, and almost dropped the bowl in her hand.

Xing Xia's father got up quickly, and before he could go out, Xing Xia had already walked in.

With blood on his face, dust all over his body, and even some musty smell, he was really not human.

"Ghost!"

The stepmother was guilty of being a thief, and unconsciously took two steps back in fright, and the maid who was close to her even yelled

"Screaming, how decent it is"

Xing Xia's father glanced at the servant girl and scolded her.

The servant girl was already trembling with fright and retreated to the corner of the wall.

"It's a shame to make it look like this!"

When Xing Xia came back from home, Xing Xia's father still didn't care, but blamed him instead.

"Disgraceful?" Xing Xia was neither impatient nor impetuous, calm and at ease, "Sure enough, this is what my father said about me."

Xing Xia's father was taken aback, the expression on his face showed that he was surprised.

"Hurry up and wash it off!"

Xing Xia's father spoke again after being stunned.

Looking at his father, Xing Xia walked around the father without much expression on his face, walked to the dinner table and sat down by himself.

Looking at the big fish and meat on the table, I don't know how Xing Xia feels.

Stretching out his hand from the plate, he tore off a chicken leg from the whole chicken, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and said, "My child hasn't eaten for several days, but father's food is really rich."

The words are humorous and even ironic.

Only then did Xing Xia's father have such a shameful expression. As far as a good father is concerned, he is definitely far behind.

"Why do you look at me like this? Did I scare you because I was still alive?"

Xing Xia looked up at her stepmother, showing a weird smile.

There was fear in the stepmother's eyes. You must know that Xing Xia didn't even dare to look her in the eyes.

Since Xing Xia came back, the number of people in the house gradually decreased, and they died one by one.

The stepmother was terrified every day, and was so frightened that she was about to lose her mind.

In the end, I couldn't take it anymore, and was afraid that I would be the next to die.

The stepmother claimed that Xing Xia was a ghost who came back for revenge and would kill everyone.

Not only that, the stepmother also invited a mage to deal with Xing Xia.

"Want to kill me?"

Xing Xia smiled and looked at her stepmother with a very ordinary look.

When the stepmother saw Xing Xia, she was only frightened. After all, the person she personally killed was right in front of her, smiling at her.

"Hurry up... take him quickly! Master quickly take him in!"

"Ma'am, don't worry, wait for me to take a closer look."

What kind of bullshit master, he looks like a liar, he only has the appearance of a master, but he doesn't have the skills of a master.

"Master, do you eat tofu nao? It's just cooked, it's tender and fresh. Would you like to have a bite?"

Xing Xia took a few steps forward without incident, and passed the bowl in his hand forward, looking at him as a polite and sensible child.

"do not come……!"

The stepmother backed away again and again, looking like a crazy mental patient.

"The stepmother has some problems of her own. She regards everyone as a ghost, causing the master to go for nothing. This bowl of tofu nao is just a little heart, master, taste it."

When the fake master heard that his stepmother was mentally ill, he looked back at his stepmother, and seemed to believe so, probably because he was worried that he would not make money, and looked regretful.

"In addition, although this amount of money is not enough, please don't dislike it, master."

Xing Xia took off the money belt from his waist and handed it to the fake master.

The fake master immediately became happy when he saw that he had money to take.

"It's so embarrassing, thank you, young master."

He pretended to be fake and said he was embarrassed, but he stretched out his hand to collect money faster than anyone else.

"And this tofu brain"

Xing Xia smiled and handed over the bowl in his hand again.

"The young master is so polite, then I won't be good if I refuse again"

The fake master stretched out his hand to take the bowl with a smile on his face.

Xing Xia watched the fake master eat one bite after another with gusto, and couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

Xing Xia watched her stepmother panic every day, it seemed to be a kind of enjoyment, always smiling.

More and more people died in the following days, almost one a day.

Xing Xia's father, who originally didn't believe in the theory of ghosts and ghosts, also began to suspect that there was indeed something unclean on Xing Xia's body.

On a night of heavy rain, Xing Xia's father kicked open the door of Xing Xia's room with a knife.

Xing Xia looked at his father, obviously understood what his father was going to do, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Who the hell are you? What are you going to do!"

Facing his father's questioning and roaring, and facing each other with a knife.

Xing Xia didn't panic or panic, which was not normal for a 14-year-old child.

"Father, how should I answer this? I am your child, but you have never regarded me as your child. Who am I? Who should I be to my father?"

"You are not my child, who are you!"

Xing Xia's father swung the knife at Xing Xia. Xing Xia held the knife edge with one hand, blood was flowing from his hand, but there was no fear on his face, and he looked extremely calm! .

"Father has always ignored me, does he still want to kill me now?"

Gritting her teeth fiercely, the strength in her hands gradually increased, and Xing Xia's expression gradually became darker, with a terrifying evil spirit in her eyes.

"You are a devil! You are the nemesis of the Xing family! Today I will kill you!"

Xing Xia's father never seemed to know how to reflect, and maybe it was the real reason for angering Xing Xia.

"Father wants to kill me? Then I will have to kill you first!" Xing Xia seemed to end his last kindness towards his father at this moment.

He took the knife from his father's hand vigorously, and shouted "you all go to die!"

The sharp knife raised and lowered, slashing at his father.

Without any pause or hesitation, Xing Xia hacked his father to death like crazy.

Father's blood splashed on the doors and windows, and splashed on Xing Xia's face.

Xing Xia didn't give up at all, looking at his dying father, he suddenly burst out laughing.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, with lightning and thunder, and the violent sound of the rain seemed to cheer Xing Xia up again, making Xing Xia uncontrollable and killing.

"what……!"

A servant girl walked by the door of Xing Xia's room. Seeing this scene, she screamed in fright and fell to the ground!

Xing Xia looked at the servant girl calmly, and walked slowly towards the servant girl without any confusion.

The servant girl trembled and hurriedly got up, desperately trying to escape.

Xing Xia dragged the sharp knife already stained with blood.

The tip of the knife cut across the floor, leaving a line of blood. At this moment, the tragedy could no longer be stopped.

"Help! Killed!"

The maid shouted as she ran, as if no matter how hard she ran, Xing Xia could easily keep up.

"Help!...ah!..."

Raise your hand... the knife falls... the maid's fate...

There was no expression on Xing Xia's face, just like when these people watched Xing Xia being bullied, they didn't have any pity or sympathy.

Xing Xia didn't stop there, but started a real massacre...

He came to the stepmother's room and chopped off the stepmother's head, followed by the people in the house.

There were dozens of people up and down, and none of them were spared...

Xing Xia didn't seem to feel the end of each life, as if these were just waste products that needed to be disposed of...

Finally, he killed the whole family with his own hands, not leaving a single bite behind!

In the end, with a fire, Xing Xia set Xing Mansion ablaze...

The fire didn't go out because of the weather, but it burned more and more vigorously in the violent storm...

Xing Xia ended this place with her own hands, but she never felt the warmth of home and filled herself with despair.