Jalang

This dinner was so frustrating, Wei Gongqing went back to the room full of worries.

The ancient mutton didn't have any additives, and when the cold air blows, it smells fishy and greasy. I don't know if it's because I ate too much or I was in a bad mood, but Gongqing's stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

He leaned against the carved bed rail beside the bed, and hadn't moved for a long time, even the number of times he blinked could be counted.

Did Jiang Mu still find him?

Should he leave early?

But Jiang Mu is such a thoughtful person, how could he make such a low-level mistake, unless he is absolutely sure, otherwise he will not reveal any flaws.

Jiang Mu let him run this time, and there will never be a second time. If he wants to leave, will he really leave?

Maybe, this is just a game of chasing the stag, Jiang Mu deliberately did this, and when he was tortured by fear all day long and exhausted physically and mentally, Jiang Mu would put away his claws with a smile...

He just wanted to tease and torture him, which was Jiang Mu's inherent method.

When he walks out of the Death Mansion, he will be captured on the back. Jiang Mu waits for him to take the initiative to send him to the door...

At this moment, Wei Gongqing's heart was in turmoil, and various speculations emerged in his mind. The man's smiling face almost became a nightmare. During the absence of Shixiu, every time he woke up, he felt like he was alive after a catastrophe. Fortunately, Jiang Mu Not standing in front of the couch...

Are his good days over...

His throat tightened, and he coughed twice violently. The sound from his damaged throat was hoarse and distorted. It felt like the wound was opening again.

Wei Gongqing held on to the bed rail, clutching his neck in pain, his throat was uncomfortable all day, it was dry and sore, he wanted to eat some hot food to relieve it, but now he felt even more uncomfortable, the fishy smell coming out of his breath The smell made him feel a little queasy, his stomach was overwhelmed, and he could spit it out at any time...

The throat became more and more uncomfortable, and he fell on the couch as soon as he tilted his body. The pain made him unable to lie down, so he just knelt there, with the mattress on his forehead, his body arched like a boiled shrimp...

He couldn't stop coughing, it sounded like coughing out his heart and spleen, the wound that had already healed was getting more and more painful, he touched it with his hands uncertainly, he always felt that the flesh was split again... …

The cough stopped with great difficulty, his lips were wet, and he pushed away the hair that blocked the light. He thought he was coughing up blood again, but he didn't smell any fishy smell, and he didn't see any redness.

His injury is healed, but it still hurts.

Touching the slender scar with fingertips, the body remembered the feeling of being touched, the soft and hot thing stuck to it, licking it again and again until the pain disappeared...

If Death Xiu was still there, he wouldn't have to suffer so much, that guy would always help him when he needed it, and then put on a disgusted look...

Where did that guy go...

His hands gradually clenched into fists, Wei Gongqing punched the mattress.

He actually started to be afraid of death.

He actually expected someone to come and save him.

How ridiculous.

Hasn't he long been numb to life and death?The characters he made in the past were single-handed, no one would come to help you, he either killed or was killed, he already knew his end, and death was only a matter of time.

Now that he came to this world, it was his own decision to run away from Jiang Mu. He was just going to die anyway. He also knew his final fate, and he had never been afraid.

But now, he was trembling with fear.

He was thinking about Sixiu and when this guy would come back.

He should not be dependent on anyone.

That's not a good thing for him.

He is well aware of the gap between hope and disappointment, and he shouldn't trust anyone.

He should not be shaken.

He is the equation, unrelated, unforgiving, ready for the ruthless equation.

It's time to wake up.

He was past the age of dreaming, and he never dreamed.

A few days of beauty can't save his life, and the only thing he can rely on is himself.

He understood this truth through cruel lessons time and time again.

Death Xiu gave him many memories that he never had in the past, but after all, he is a phantom that will disappear at any time, with nowhere to go, and he still lives in the present.

……

Wei Gongqing doesn't know whether he fell asleep after the pain ended, or he fell into a coma due to the pain. In short, when he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn. He was very uncomfortable today, and his body seemed to have returned to before liberation after finally improving. He tried his best to cook, but when he opened the door, the housekeeper Mei, who was looking at the sky outside, was startled...

The cook still hasn't been found. Butler Mei is used to guarding outside Wei Gongqing's bedroom every day, waiting for him to wait for him after cooking, but when he turned around today, he almost cried out.

Wei Gongqing's face was pale and pale, his eyes were dull, and his hair was disheveled, like an evil spirit coming out of nowhere...

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

What's up with him?

Seeing Steward Mei's astonished eyes, Wei Gongqing touched his face, is there anything on his face?Why does Steward Mei think of him so much?He just has a headache...

He was really uncomfortable today, so he didn't arrange his clothes carefully, and he didn't look in the mirror. Seeing Butler Mei like this, he went back to the room again. After he lifted the bronze mirror, he finally understood what was going on...

Looking at the mirror and smiling bitterly, it was just a guess. He actually tortured himself like this, which shows how terrible Jiang Mu is in his heart.

If you go out in broad daylight, everyone will think you have run into a ghost.

After adjusting his mood, Wei Gongqing decided not to scare himself anymore, and he regained his usual composure.After redressing, although his complexion was still very bad, at least he looked like a human being, so he went to the kitchen.

Butler Mei is currently leaving Gongqing, he decided to go out to buy something to eat today, and...

Wei Gongqing has been recuperating well in the past two days, and he has grown some flesh. Why did he suddenly become like this? I don't know if his master will chop him up when he comes back...

Thinking of Si Xiu's ferocious appearance, Butler Mei felt that his heart, liver, spleen and lungs ached.

Is he going to live up to his old master's intentions and return to his hometown in advance?

……

But Gongqing practiced calligraphy for a whole day, without distracting thoughts, without thinking about anything, the day passed quickly, and in the dead of night, he couldn't calm down anymore.

It snowed all night yesterday, and today the temperature has risen a bit. The snow is showing signs of melting. The ground is quite wet. The servants are complaining, or it will continue to be cold. The snow suddenly melts, and the soles and trousers are wet. The body can't take it anymore.

He couldn't sleep anyway, so he put on an animal skin cloak, and Wei Gongqing decided to go for a walk.

He won't leave the death mansion, he just walks around the yard to let himself relax.

Wei Gongqing's self-regulation ability is very strong. No matter what kind of things he encounters, he can quickly calm himself down. It seems that what happened last night has nothing to do with him, and he can no longer see any signs from him.

The sky is still not cold, but at night the temperature drops slightly, the ground is frozen with a thin layer of ice, and it crackles when you step on it. Wei Gongqing just stepped on it all the way, watching his breath turn into smoke and disappear into the air, slowly finally came to the back door of the Death Mansion...

When he saw the door, he realized that he had gone too far. He should go back, but the door didn't know what was attractive, and he just couldn't move his gaze away from it...

Various fragments were rapidly intertwined in his mind, and Steward Mei's words were repeated as if he had clicked to repeat, but Gongqing looked at the door quietly, and after a while, he took off the latch.

What should be faced, always has to be faced.

He opened the door.

Late at night, people are quiet.

There is only white snow outside the door, and there is no shadow of a person.

If it was Jiang Mu, he would have sent someone to keep an eye on him. Sure enough, he was thinking too much...

And scare myself like that.

Wei Gongqing smiled and shook his head, just as he was about to close the door, the corner of his eye turned to the other side of the wall, and there was a figure swaying...

There are no clouds tonight, and the moonlight covers the earth. Against the backdrop of white snow, everything is so bright that even the corners can be seen clearly.

So when the man moved, he felt it immediately.

Wei Gongqing looked over there, and saw a person slowly dawdling in the snow. The back door of the Death Mansion had already been cleaned, and because the snow was too thick, only a narrow path was swept out, and the person did not walk on the road. Happened to walk in the snow...

Just a passerby, but...

Coming to the snow in the middle of the night, is it possible that there is something wrong with the brain?

Just as Wei Gongqing was thinking, the man suddenly raised his head, and the eyes of the two met unexpectedly, but Wei Gongqing didn't see his face clearly, so he grinned at the man and smiled at him...

At that moment, a chill surged from the soles of his feet, and Wei Gongqing shivered in fright. When he looked again, there was no one in front of him...

Looking down, Wei Gongqing felt that the hairs all over his body stood up, and there was no footprint where the man walked just now...

The snow is clean, not even a trace.

Wei Gongqing turned around abruptly, Da Rang closed behind his back with a bang, he gasped with his eyes wide open, was it just an illusion, or...

He has seen the devil.

Even spirit beasts exist, and it is even more impossible for ghosts and gods to exist out of nothing...

It was freezing cold, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Looking at the white snow all over the ground, he now only felt eerie and terrifying, but Gongqing didn't dare to stay any longer, so he hurried back to the room.

That night, he didn't sleep well again, his mind was full of that weird smile, but Gongqing faintly felt that something bad was about to happen...