Quickly Cross the Faithful Dog Raiders

After escaping from Yan Zhu's hands, Yin Kun ran forward without daring to turn back, chanting spells while running to open the Yin Qi blocking the way in front of him.

But the yin energy in the house is too thick, and every time it breaks open, it takes only a few breaths to surround him again. The surroundings are quiet and the fog is increasing. He can't get out no matter how he walks. I met a ghost hitting the wall!

At this moment, Yin Kunba has no time to think about whether the other people who entered the house are still alive, and he himself is a mud bodhisattva, so he can't protect himself when crossing the river.

That ghostly Yanyan plant is really powerful, and now he has been tricked again unknowingly, the surrounding scene changed again, and after the fog cleared, the dilapidated house suddenly became brand new.

The reason why he was sure that this was the original house was because Yin Kunba had been paying attention to the surrounding environment after entering the house.

It seems that the ghost was afraid that the sudden agitation just now would hurt his Chen Yuanjing, and planned to trap him in the illusion and grind him to death...

Yin Kunba regretted coming to this mansion at this moment, he was too confident before and underestimated the power of Li Gui, and entered his lair, even if he was a god of Da Luo, he also fell down this time.

It's a pity that it's too late to regret it now, knowing that I've been hit by Li Gui's spell, but I can't break it, and I can't wake up, so I can only stand still in a tense state...

"Kneel down, kneel here tonight and reflect on yourself, you are not allowed to eat!"

An angry shout sounded, and Yin Kunba subconsciously turned around to look, only to see that he had arrived at a room that was fairly well-decorated at some point.

It was a woman who yelled angrily just now. She was wearing a ponytail with a pendant red hairpin on it, and she was wearing a blue dress. She was about 30 years old, and she was a very beautiful and beautiful woman.

In front of her, Yin Kunba saw a young man kneeling on the ground with his back facing him. The young man's body was trembling slightly, and he was holding onto the woman's clothes with both hands and weeping softly.

"Mother, it's not me, I didn't make big brother angry, it's not my fault, mother..."

Hearing the boy's cry, the woman he called his mother didn't show any distress on her face, instead she stretched out her hand and gave him a slap before saying.

"Remember, no matter you did it or not, as long as the young master is unhappy with you, it's your fault!"

After finishing speaking, the woman shook off the boy's hand and left, but she didn't seem to see Yin Kunba when she passed by the door, and passed through him.

Yin Kunba's face changed, and he quickly realized that this seemed to be a bit different from the previous illusion. He felt as if he had entered some kind of nightmare.

He only felt that his mind was gradually getting a little foggy. Hearing the boy's cry, he seemed to feel great sorrow, and felt a little pain in his heart, so he walked over involuntarily.

As if feeling something, the young man turned his head slowly, and Yin Kunba saw a delicate face he was familiar with, with tears stained on it at the moment, staring at him sadly.

"Brother, I feel so uncomfortable. It's not my fault. Why did Auntie punish me? Why did the master beat me? It hurts so much. It's not my fault. Brother, help me, help me..."

As the boy said, he unbuttoned his clothes. His white body was covered with various bruises and scars, which looked very scary.

He touched the marks on his body, and his mouth seemed to be talking to Yin Kunba, and he seemed to be talking to himself, his expression became more and more painful and ferocious...

Along with the boy talking to himself, the scene in front of Yin Kunba changed again, and now, he vaguely understood something.

This is probably the environment formed by the ghost's memory. He is trapped in the memory of the ghost. Although he doesn't know what the ghost wants to do, he can't leave here now. He can only keep his heart clear and watch the ghost. Memories are staged again...

The name of this ghost is indeed Yan Zhu, and it is the young master of the Yan family who built the house back then, but he is not born of Master Yan, he is only the stepson of Master Yan.

His mother, Wang Shi, was very beautiful when she was young, and she was a famous beauty in the town. Before she reached her age, people who came to propose marriage almost broke the threshold of her house.

When the marriageable age was reached, Wang's parents decided to marry an honest scholar from the town with a matchmaker's words.

Although the talented man had not passed the exam for many years, he was quite knowledgeable and had a very honest personality. The two married for a year and were very affectionate, and soon Wang was pregnant with a child.

But who knows that before the child was born, the family encountered bandits when they went out for an outing. Xiucai Lang and his parents were all killed, and only Wang survived.

When the Xianggong's family died, the Wang family naturally became a widow, and many gossiping women and aunts still said behind their backs that she was a murderous husband, and she was the one who killed her Xianggong's family.

At that time, Mrs. Wang was sad, but there was nothing she could do. She went back to her mother's house with a big belly and gave birth to her son. After that, the orphan and widow stayed at her mother's house and endured the gossip and gossip of the neighbors around her.

She thought she would be a widow and suffer like this for the rest of her life, but what Wang didn't expect was that by chance, she was attracted by the rich man in the town, Mr. Yan.

Master Yan saw that she was beautiful, and he didn't care that she had married, had children, and was called a poisonous widow, so he immediately asked a matchmaker to come and marry her back home as a concubine.

And Yan Zhu, who was only two years old at the time, followed his mother into the Yan Mansion, and became the successor of the Yan Mansion, changing his surname to Zhu.

Although Mrs. Wang married into Yan's mansion and became the fourth concubine of a wealthy family, her life was not very easy. It has been a while since Mr. Yan was new to her.

As a concubine, Wang's status in the Yan Mansion is not high, and because she was married before and her natal family was poor, other concubines in the Yan Mansion extremely excluded her. look.

Therefore, Mrs. Wang has always been cautious in her actions in the Yan Mansion, and she can only endure everyone's difficulties on weekdays.

Wang's life is difficult, and as the oil bottle she brought in, Yan Zhu's life will naturally not be much better.

Although he is nominally the step-mother of the Yan Mansion, his status in the Yan Mansion is not even as good as a dog raised by the master.

Since he was a child, he grew up under the bullying and eyes of everyone, not to mention that Yan Youmin, the eldest son of the Yan family, the only son of Master Yan, often made trouble for him and bullied him.

Even a small servant in Yan's mansion could bully him, and every time he was bullied, he told his mother that no matter right or wrong, Wang would not help him, but would punish and beat him.

In Yan Zhu's world, he doesn't feel any kindness and love, and what he feels is always beaten and insulted, which is always his fault.

In the dark and dilapidated room, he often spends every night shivering alone. Years of loneliness and bullying have made him very timid and introverted.

Until he was 16 years old, with a small bean sprout-like body and childish face, his delicate face and those eyes full of water droplets, he was very attractive like a fairy boy walking out of a painting. The number of times gradually decreased.

But this does not mean that his life is easier, but because of his delicate appearance, he has attracted the attention of the young master...

As the eldest young master of the Yan family and the only son of Master Yan, Yan Youmin was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

It was okay when I was young, Yan Youmin just bullied other people's children, but when he grew up, Yan Youmin, who was doted on by the Yan family so much, became a complete playboy.

Relying on the power of his family, Yan Youmin is ignorant and incompetent, he can be called a bully in Lishan County, and it is even more taboo for men and women to bully men and women.

Although Yan Zhu is not so stunning, but his delicate face coupled with those beautiful eyes is particularly attractive, which moved the young master of the Yan family...

These Yan Zhus don't know, because he was bullied and despised since he was a child, he is very introverted, he always locks himself in the room to read, his only friend is probably the housekeeper's son Tang Afu.

Tang Afu is the only person in Yan Mansion who won't bully him. Instead, he will come to him quietly from time to time, play with him, bring him some delicious and fun things to give him, and give him interesting things outside Yan Mansion. The only kindness, the only sunshine.

Suddenly one day, Yan Zhu locked himself in the room to read as usual, and Tang Afu came to him again and asked him to go out to play with him.

Yan Zhu did not hesitate, nodded happily and followed Tang Afu out of the room, and was then taken to a small deserted courtyard in the mansion.

I heard that an aunt died in childbirth in this small courtyard. Mrs. Yan thought it was unlucky, so she was sealed up and abandoned.

Because no one has lived in it for a long time, the small yard looks very desolate, with weeds growing up to the calf height, and the cold wind blowing seems a bit frightening.

Yan Zhu instinctively felt that something was wrong, and turned around to call Tang Afu, but found that Tang Afu had disappeared behind him, replaced by Yan Youmin and the two servants he was most afraid of!

"Elder...elder young master..." Yan Zhu cried out in fear. Yan Youmin liked to bully him since he was a child, and he was very afraid of this person.

But today Yan Youmin didn't seem to intend to beat him, but signaled to the two servants to drag him into the abandoned house in the small courtyard.

Yan Zhu didn't know what this young master wanted to do, so he could only instinctively feel fear and fear. He began to struggle desperately, but with his little strength, he was a strong opponent of the two servants.

Soon he was tied up on the bed with his limbs separated, his mouth was stuffed with a cloth, and he couldn't cry out. He could only cry and watch the young master he feared the most bullied him and tore off his clothes...

"Bastard, bastard!"

Seeing this scene, Yin Kunba felt a murderous anger welling up in his chest. For some reason, when he heard Yan Zhu's cry, he felt like his heart was about to break.

But no matter how he tried to catch Yan Youmin, all he encountered was a cloud of air. He suddenly remembered that this was the ghost's memory before he was alive, and he could only watch it happen. It was a past thing, and he couldn't change it... …

However, why this ghost looks exactly like the person in his heart, is it a coincidence?Or was it deliberately created by Li Gui to confuse him?

Yin Kunba stared at the scene in front of him weakly and painfully. Yan Zhu, who was lying on the bed, was crying more and more. He could only beg the young master to let him go.

But he didn't know that his crying and begging for mercy could only arouse the man's animal nature, and the young master didn't leave until it was dark, Yan Zhu finally went back late at night with his aching body.

Seeing his return and the traces on his body, after asking him about the matter, Wang covered her mouth in shock for a long time, and finally chose to remain silent when she saw her son asking for help.

The young master is the only son of Master Yan, who will be the master of the Yan mansion in the future. Their mother and son cannot afford to offend her. If she offends the young master, she will be kicked out of the Yan mansion and return to the days of a widow who was pointed out in the past.

After being silent for a while, Mrs. Wang said, "Don't tell others about this, just pretend it never happened..." and left, leaving her frightened and helpless son in the room...

Since that day, every few days, he would be secretly brought to the room of the young master.

No matter how much he resisted, it was useless. Even when he pointed to the only hope and asked Wang Shi to help him, Wang Shi even changed from the initial silence to impatience.

"Since the young master likes you, you just follow him! It's not that you don't know the young master's temper. Instead of provoking him and rebelling against him, you might as well think about how to please him. If he is happy, our mother and I will be together Life in this backyard will be easier..."

Yan Zhu is not young anymore, he is already 16 years old, he also understands this truth, but he is afraid, he is really scared, Yan Mansion is like hell to him.

His heart was extremely fearful and uneasy, but no one helped him or comforted him. Every night, he could only hide under the quilt alone, hugging his painful body and weeping softly...

Looking at the young man, Yin Kunba felt his heart ache unbearably, even though he knew that maybe this was an illusion created by the ghost to take his life, and it was a trick to harm him, but he couldn't ignore the pain in his heart.

He couldn't help but walked to the bed, lay down next to the young man, and tried to comfort the young man on his side, vaguely, unlike other people before, it was just air, he seemed to have touched Yan Zhu.

Gently wiping away the tears on the boy's face, Yin Kunba could only choke up and say "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

He knew that this was an illusion in his memory, and he couldn't change anything, but he just wanted to comfort the boy and protect him...

This fearful and dark day lasted for a whole year, and finally one day everyone found out about him and the young master.

It was his 17th birthday that day. There was no blessing, no gift, not even a bowl of birthday noodles. He lay lifeless on the bed of the young master and endured the man's venting.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and the door was opened with a 'bang'. The dignified Mrs. Yan, Master Yan, and a large group of aunts and servants gathered at the door.

Everyone stared at them in surprise, followed by Mrs. Yan's scolding, and everyone's accusations of "badness", "shameless", "disgusting" and so on.

The Eldest Young Master was also frightened by this situation. He is usually a tyrant who bullies men and women, but they are all outsiders. Even if Master Yan and Mrs. Yan are angry, they will not punish him too much.

But it's different now, even if Yan Zhu is not the parent and son of Master Yan, he still bears the name of a stepson. The two of them are brothers on the surface, and they are both men. Yan Youmin can't help being afraid of himself The thing about coercion is spread and punished.

"It's him! Dad, mother, it's him who seduced the child! It's him!"

Yan Youmin put the blame on Yan Zhu without hesitation. Mrs. Yan and Master Yan naturally believed what their son said, and the others also believed it. Even if they didn't believe it, no one would offend Young Master Yan because of him. !

No matter how he explained, how he cried and shook his head, how he shouted for help, no one helped him from the beginning to the end, and he was dragged to the backyard.

The whole Yan Mansion surrounded him and cursed and pointed at him. Bearing the whipping from his subordinates, he rolled on the ground in pain, crying and begging for mercy.

He looked at Mrs. Wang, crying and begging for mercy, "Mother, save me, you save me...it's not like this, it's not Yan Zhu's fault, mother save me, mother, why didn't you save Yan Zhu..."

"I don't have a son like you!" Faced with his cry for help, Wang just turned his face to the side.

Yan Zhu stared at Wang in disbelief, he shook his head in pain, and looked around at everyone present, they looked at him with indifference and contempt.

In the crowd, he saw Tang Afu, who was the only one in the world who gave him sunshine, said sorry to him, and bowed his head guiltily...

"Not me, not me..."

Yan Zhu shook his head desperately, strong hatred surged in his heart, resentment rushed to his forehead, and the tears that flowed out were all red.

He stared at everyone around him, as if he wanted to remember the faces of these people. They clearly knew that he was wronged, and they could obviously save him.

But why didn't anyone say a word for him, why didn't his mother help him, why brother Afu wanted to help those people hurt him, he lay on the ground, his fingers scratched the ground with bloodstains...

Yin Kunba squatted beside him, reaching out to hug him, to comfort him, to block those whips for him and protect him.

But Yan Zhu couldn't feel it, those whips also passed through him and fell on Yan Zhu's body, his face became paler and paler, more blood spit out from his mouth, and his heart became more and more hateful.

The heavy resentment imprinted on his face before he died, and a blood-red cinnabar formed between his brows. With his last breath, he still stared at everyone present, even the moon in the sky. They all turned red strangely...

"Master, look at his face, face..."

Someone covered his mouth and screamed, and Yan Zhu's body was lying on the ground, with complicated black patterns appearing strangely on his delicate face, which looked extremely terrifying.

Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Yan were also frightened, she had never heard of people dying like this, and Yan Zhu's staring eyes made people feel an inexplicable chill down their spine.

But Yin Kunba stood where he was, and was shocked when he saw the black pattern suddenly appearing on Yan Zhu's face. He couldn't come back to his senses in a daze. He remembered something that happened a long time ago in the underworld...

"Lord Hell Lord~~, just let me see your face, just take a look, and Xiao Ba will be very good after watching~~"

In the underworld, with a handsome and resolute face, he wanted to imitate others and act like a baby to Lord Yama, and those old fellows in Shidian Yanluo often laughed at him.

But at that time, relying on this person's tolerance for himself, he often challenged this person's bottom line, and he wanted to know what kind of position he was in this person's heart.

Lord Hell wears a mask all year round. He doesn't like to show his face in front of everyone, so he tried to take off his mask. He saw a delicate face with black patterns like flowers on the other side...

The corpse of Yan Zhu in front of him was too frightening, stared at by those eyes, everyone present felt chills down their spines, Master Yan invited the famous nearby Daoist Xiao overnight.

"Master Yan, forgive me for speaking bluntly, this person had too much resentment before he died, and I'm afraid he will come back to make trouble after death..."

"what?"

Not only was Master Yan dumbfounded, but everyone in the house turned pale, and everyone was silent. They remembered the scene of the young man staring at them before he died, and they were afraid that the young man would come back to find them!

"Daoist Xiao, we are the only ones begging, what should we do now? Daoist, you said, as long as he can not come back to us, the old man will give you as much money..."

Daoist Xiao was a bit embarrassed, but he looked at the corpse on the ground who was obviously full of resentment and would definitely come back for revenge, and at the large group of people from the Yan family who looked terrified, and finally sighed.

"Forget it, that's the end of the matter. If someone dies again, it's really a sinful debt. The money is fine. I just hope that everyone will stop doing such things in the future and do more good deeds..."

Daoist Xiao never realized that the young man died miserably, but he was already dead. If he was buried with everyone in the Yan family, how could he, a cultivator, have the heart to watch so many people die in front of his eyes?

"Before this person's death, his resentment had turned into substance, and he could no longer be transformed. If he wanted to prevent him from coming back to harm others, the poor way had no choice but to bear the evil debt. Under this place, you can be rescued..."

While talking, Daoist Xiao took out cinnabar and splashed it on the young man's body, then took out a gloomy wooden nail, and with a hard look, he nailed it down on Yan Zhu's body!

"Do not--"

At the moment when the wooden nail was fixed into Yan Zhu's body, Yin Kun came to his senses, rushed over with red eyes, and protected the young man's body in his arms.

Even though the wooden nail that was set afterwards seemed to be nailed into his body, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, he still didn't let go, desperately protecting the people under him.

"Yan Zhu, Yan Zhu, my Yan Zhu..."

Yin Kunba kept holding Yan Zhu's body, letting Xiao Daochang's red thread of wooden nails wrap around him behind him, calling the boy's name as if he couldn't feel the pain.

Seeing that the last wooden nail was about to be nailed to his celestial spirit cap, Yin Kunba still didn't hide, but stopped shouting, lowered his head and kissed the boy's forehead...

The expected pain did not come, and when Yin Kunba opened his eyes again, all the surrounding scenes had disappeared, and he returned to the gloomy haunted house.

The surrounding area was as dense as mist like before. He was kneeling in a huge deep pit, holding a skeleton wrapped in red thread and nailed with gloomy wooden nails in his arms...

Yan Zhu, who had turned into a ghost, stood in front of him, holding a yin wooden nail in his hand and resting on top of his head, a tear of blood slipped from the corner of his eye on his delicate face, and fell on Yin Kunba's face.

"They will save me...someone will save me...someone will save me...someone will save me..."

Yan Zhu kept repeating this sentence in his mouth, and the black picture of the flower on the other side of the gloomy face shone with a strange light, looking very terrifying.

But looking at him, Yin Kunba thought of the clear and pure eyes he saw in the illusion, touched the blood and tears on his face, and felt a little sore in his heart.

"Do you want to know what happened after that?"

After whispering, Yan Zhu calmed down, staring at Yin Kunba, the resentment in his body was once again strong, but it seemed that the previous killing intent had disappeared.

The surrounding scene changed again, and Yin Kunba returned to the Yan Mansion a hundred years ago...