I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Looking out from the gap in the roof, the night is empty and black.

The maid screamed: "Madam, your head is bleeding..."

The maid ran out to hire a doctor for the Liu clan, but was sternly stopped by the clan Liu.

Liu's scolded: "This barren countryside is changing for the dark sky. Go and ask the doctor. In which year of the monkey can I get back?"

She touched her head, and it didn't seem to hurt that much, "You don't have to go to the doctor, I'm fine."

The resentment towards Jiang Lao deepened in my heart, "Damn girl, I wouldn't stay in this kind of ghost place if it weren't for her. She is so vicious at a young age, I curse that she won't find a good wife... ah— "

At this time, the stones and broken tiles on the roof also fell down.

Those stone tiles seem to have eyes, they do not go south or north, they are not even the slightest position, they are designed to hit Liu's wounds...

All the curses that Liu did not have time to say were blocked in her painful mouth.

Liu's head was humming.

The night wind poured in from the gap where two blue bricks were missing from the roof, and the sound of the wind was as stern as a ghost crying.

Liu's left hand desperately blocked the fine soil and rocks that fell, and the right hand injured on the birthday banquet could not be lifted so far.

Like a person hiding in the dark, always wanting her life.

As soon as this thought came out, Liu's back fell cold and raised his head in a panic.

"There must be someone on the roof," she was particularly sure.

Her words frightened the little maid beside her, shaking her eyes and raising her eyes, "Madam, no one, is your head hurt too badly? You have a phantom?"

Liu's face turned blue.

If it weren't for people, how could the two fallen bricks hit her head by themselves.

She touched her **** head.

I sore my neck and stood up, staring at the leaky roof, searching carefully.

Are you looking for him?

The fox-like young man on the roof condescendingly controls all the movement in the house through the gaps in the other tiles.

Suddenly he smiled stubbornly, and the black pupils were full of radiance.

Obviously there was a deep smile on his face, but it was a kind of playful smile. The terrible hostility and gentleness contradicted and blended into his temperament.

He moved his fingertips.

The four candlesticks went out almost at the same time.

The room was instantly plunged into endless darkness.

Quiet as the sea bottom.

Liu couldn't see anything he wanted to see.

In the dark, the one tilted on the table

The candlestick lamp oil spilled on the table, and a few drops splashed on her arm, causing her to jump back, knocking over the wooden stool behind her, staggering, and almost falling.

The maid groped in the dark and helped her up, "Madam, your head..."

Liu felt that someone was on the roof and screamed: "Look outside."

The little maid ran into the yard.

The white moonlight shone on the earth, and the roof was empty and silent like a layer of frost.

But no one was seen on the roof.

The maid shouted in the yard, "Madam, no one on the roof"

Liu Shi couldn't believe it, "How is it possible?"

"Really no one!"

Liu's change is not willing to give up, if it is not a human, the change is a ghost? She said: "Go out to find"

…

As soon as the maid left, the house was quiet, and only Liu was left.

But behind her, suddenly there was the sound of footsteps.

There is only one sound, and it stops after one sound.

It was as if he tiptoed his boots and tapped to the ground, deliberately reminding others of his existence.

She was the only one in the room and no one else. Liu's head turned back to look horribly, but was wrapped around his neck by a rope that was wrapped around.

I don't know who was pulling the rope, and suddenly his hand tightened, pinching her neck to death.

Liu's face was suffocated, thinking that he was going to die here.

The man finally let go of his hand compassionately, leaving her a sigh of relief.

Liu's finally saw the man's face.

In the night, the ghost face with fangs is faintly seen.

Liu fainted on the spot, and was awakened by cold water again.

His hands and feet were **** with ropes and hung upside down on the beams of the house.

"Mrs. Liu."

Liu couldn't turn his head, and couldn't hear where the sound came from.

I just felt that the dumb and low tone, mixed with the night wind, passed into my ears, like snow shaking from a branch, it was inexplicably cold.

She thought about the falling tiles tonight, the empty roof, the lights that went out suddenly, the sound of footsteps, and the silhouettes that suddenly appeared behind her.

Liu shivered, "Are you a man or a ghost?"

"Seven years."

Seven years, what seven years?

"What did you do at the Lantern Festival seven years ago?"

Liu's face suddenly changed.

The man sighed, "I was only eight years old, and I was tortured to death by a kidnapper."

Ghost, it's really a ghost!

"I know, that kidnapper was yours."

Liu's panicked.

"It's not me, it's not me, I didn't ask for the kidnapper."

"Ah."

"It's not me, ah!"

Liu screamed, "I have a bad idea and a debtor. I only discuss with him.

Okay, let him abduct my niece, he will abduct other children, but I let him abduct you, let me go, I have a son and a daughter, I really didn’t want to hurt you! That kidnapper is already dead, your hatred has been reported long ago, so you can reincarnate! You let me let me go! I will burn you money. "

Liu cried, tears and snot on his face.

The fire suddenly lit up

In Liu's inverted vision, he saw a figure standing in the hall with a murderous intent and awe-inspiring aura.

It is indeed a mask with red face and fangs.

There is a shadow on the ground.

Not a ghost.

When Liu realized that he was being deceived, his face immediately became pale as paper, and his heart was shocked and angry, and he was a little out of breath.

He had been playing with her just now! I've been playing her words all the time!

The candle flame was extinguished.

Rong Ming's face looked gloomy as water against the firelight.

He has a very good memory, and things from many years ago seem to have taken root in his mind.

At the Lantern Festival that year, the streets were shining brightly.

He ignored Jiang Lao, she hugged herself and shrank against the cold wall, looking outside through a small hole, crying so much that she couldn't shed tears in her eyes, and the faint breathing changed the remaining crying intent. Like a fascination, he stared at the flames outside.

Where there is fire, there are people.

That's why she looked so eagerly.

Maybe she was waiting for someone to rescue her until the moment before going to bed.

I couldn't rest peacefully when I fell asleep. I called daddy for a while and my mother for a while. I was obviously bullied by him so hard, but because I couldn't find other support, I could only find him this bad thing to hold.

If she were abducted, where would she be and what life would she lead?

Rong Chen didn't dare to think about it.

He was so angry that he smiled instead.

The narrow eyes are dark red, and poison is oozing out like a snake vomiting a letter.

He was playing with the dagger, and the dagger made a beautiful circle in his palm.

The tip of the dagger touched Liu's wrist.

Like writing with a pen on paper, slowly and gracefully, a shallow cut was made on Liu's wrist.

The wound was not deep, and the blood gradually condensed at the end, becoming blood beads.

Kicked a wooden bucket containing water and placed it under Liu's wrist hanging upside down.

So that Liu Shi could hear the sound of her blood dripping.

Tick ​​and tick, with one sound.

The cicadas cried in the moonlit night, and the sound of "boom" was clearer than the sound of the blood bead hitting the surface of the water.

Liu's was tortured crazy by this voice.

She even wished that what she met tonight was a real ghost.

Her voice became hoarse, and she stared fiercely at the figure who was about to leave, "Who the **** are you?"

Rong Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't turn his head back.

"Instead of guessing who I am, it's better to guess, it's your maid who comes back first, and it's your blood that drains first."

…

Death is not terrible, the pain is gone in the blink of an eye.

Knowing that he will die but not being able to struggle, watching time go by little by little, but there is no way, is the most terrible torture.

Long and inescapable.

With every drop of blood, Liu's face turned pale again, moment after moment, her expression gradually despaired to the extreme, and there was a sorrowful cry in her throat.

But Rong Chen had a good time.

Liu's exchange has the last use. He wouldn't let her die so early, it would be too easy.

Three quarters later, the maid who had left the house to find someone came back and saved the Liu family.

Liu fainted for two hours when she was put down. When she woke up, the first thing she did was to find a pen for ink and write a letter to the uncle Jiang family.

The kid’s kidnapping had something to do with her. If this matter was made known to the fourth family, how could the fourth be helping his eldest brother?

She couldn't wait for a quarter of an hour. She knew that if she sent a maid to invite her husband here, he might not come here. If she wanted to let him know earlier, she could only write a letter.

Only she and her husband knew what happened back then, but now a third person knows what happened, in case something happened...

After writing the letter, let the maid rush to Ning'an Bo's Mansion and secretly deliver the letter to the Jiang family uncle.

Liu specifically told her, "Go down the path, don't let others find out."

But the maid came back only moments after she went out.

She knelt on the ground, crying, "Madam, the letter was robbed."

…

It was just breaking dawn.

Ning'an Bo House.

Jiang Laohuan didn't wake up.

She dreamed of Liu kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly and begging her for forgiveness.

It should have been very happy, but Jiang Lao felt that this dream was a bit like a nightmare.

What bad things did the auntie do to beg her for forgiveness?

This kind of dream that only tells her the tail, but not the beginning, makes her a little anxious inexplicably.

How can she prevent her from knowing what bad things Liu is going to do?

Jiang Lao wanted to pull out the person who had arranged her to have predictive dreams, and then threw it to her brother, had a meal, and cleaned up, so that she could arrange some dreams with all the beards and tails for her in the future.

There was a sudden shaking.

She woke up from her dream, her long eyelashes moved, she opened her sleepy eyes, and Ming Shao's face was reflected in her vision.

Ming Shao's face is anxious and light

Shaking Jiang Lao's shoulder, "Girl, something has happened."

Jiang Lao was sober after being shaken. He heard Ming Shao say: "The Fourth Master was painting in the study, and when he received a letter, he turned his head and went to the uncle, and he fought with the uncle. No one could persuade him. !"