Looking out through the gap in the roof, the night was a hollow blackness.
The maid screamed, "Madam, your head is bleeding..."
The maid ran out to call a doctor for Liu, but was stopped by Liu in a stern voice.
Liu scolded, "It's dark in this desolate wilderness. If we go to call a doctor, how long will it take for him to come back?"
She touched her head and it didn't seem to hurt so much. "No need to see a doctor. I'm fine."
The resentment towards Jiang Rao in my heart deepened. "Damn girl, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't stay in this damn place. She's so vicious at such a young age, I curse her to never find a good wife in the future...ah——"
At this time, the stones and broken tiles on the roof also fell down.
Those stones and tiles seemed to have eyes. They didn't go south or north, and they just smashed right into Liu's wound...
All the curses that Liu had not yet been able to utter were blocked in her mouth as she cried out in pain.
Liu covered her head, her mind buzzing.
The night wind rushed in through the gap in the roof where two blue bricks were missing, and the sound of the wind was as mournful as the cry of a ghost.
Liu used her left hand desperately to block the falling dirt and rocks. Her right hand, which was injured at the birthday banquet, still cannot be lifted up.
It was like there was someone hiding in the dark, wanting to kill her.
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Liu felt a chill down her spine and looked up in panic.
"There is someone. There must be someone on the roof," she was extremely sure.
Her words frightened the maid beside her. She looked up tremblingly, "Madam, where is the person? Is your head injured so badly that you are having hallucinations?"
Liu's face turned pale.
If it wasn't a human, how could the two fallen bricks hit her head directly?
She touched her head which was dripping with blood.
Even though his neck was sore from looking up, he still stood up, stared at the leaking spot on the roof and searched carefully.
Looking for him, eh?
The fox-like boy on the roof looked down through the gaps between the other tiles and controlled all the movements in the house.
Suddenly, he smiled mischievously, and his black pupils were full of light.
Although there was a deep smile on his face, it was the kind of smile that toyed with people's hearts. The terrible hostility and gentleness were contradictory but harmoniously integrated into his temperament.
He moved his fingertips.
The four candlesticks went out almost at the same time.
The room suddenly fell into endless darkness.
As quiet as the bottom of the sea.
Liu couldn't see anything she wanted to see.
In the darkness, the lamp that fell on the table
The candle oil spilled all over the table, and a few drops splashed onto her arm, scalding her so much that she jumped back, knocking over the wooden stool behind her, staggering, and almost falling.
The maid groped in the darkness and helped her up, "Madam, your head..."
Liu felt that there was someone on the roof and screamed, "Go outside and take a look!"
The little maid ran into the yard.
The faint moonlight illuminated the earth, the roof was covered with a layer of frost, and it was empty and silent.
But there was no one on the roof.
The maid shouted in the yard, "Madam, there is no one on the roof."
Liu couldn't believe it, "How is it possible?"
"There's really no one!"
Liu refused to give up. If it wasn't a human, could it be a ghost? She said, "Go out and look for it."
…
As soon as the maid left, the room became quiet, with only Liu left.
But suddenly, footsteps were heard behind her.
Just one sound, and then it stopped.
It was as if he stood on tiptoe and tapped the ground lightly, deliberately reminding others of his presence.
She was the only one in the room. Liu turned her head back in horror, only to find a rope wrapped around her neck.
The person holding the rope, whoever it was, suddenly tightened his grip and strangled her neck.
Liu's face turned purple and she thought she was going to die here.
In the end, the man mercifully let go of her hand and let her breathe.
Liu finally saw the man's face.
In the darkness of the night, you can vaguely see a fanged ghost face.
Liu fainted on the spot from fright and was then woken up by being splashed with cold water.
His hands and feet were tied with ropes and he was hung upside down on the beam.
"Mrs. Liu."
Liu couldn't turn her head and couldn't hear where the sound came from.
I just felt the hoarse and low tone, mixed with the night wind, entering my ears, like snow falling from tree branches, inexplicably chilly and creepy.
She thought about the fallen tiles, the empty roof, the lights that suddenly went out, the footsteps, and the figure that suddenly appeared behind her tonight.
Liu shivered, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Seven years."
Seven years, what seven years?
"What did you do at the Lantern Festival seven years ago?"
Liu's expression suddenly changed.
The man sighed, "I was only eight years old that year, and I was tortured to death by the kidnapper."
Ghost, it’s really a ghost!
"I know. You hired that kidnapper."
Liu started to panic.
"It's not me, it's not me. I didn't hire that kidnapper."
"Oh."
"It's not me, ah!"
Liu screamed, "Every wrong has its perpetrator. I only discussed this with him.
Okay, let him kidnap my niece. He may kidnap other children, but I didn’t ask him to do that. Please let me go. I have a son and a daughter. I really didn’t intend to harm you! The kidnapper is already dead, your revenge has been avenged long ago, go and be reincarnated! Let me go, let me go! I'll burn money for you. ”
Liu cried and screamed, her face full of tears and snot.
The fire suddenly lit up
When Liu turned around, she saw a figure with murderous aura and awe-inspiring look standing in the hall.
It does have a red face and fangs, but it is a mask.
There is a shadow on the ground.
Not a ghost.
When Liu realized that she was being bullied, her face immediately turned pale as paper. She was shocked and angry, and she felt a little breathless.
He had just been playing with her! I've been trying to trick her!
The candlelight flickered.
Rong Ting's face looked as gloomy as water under the firelight.
He has such a good memory that things that happened many years ago seem to have taken root in his mind.
During the Lantern Festival that year, the streets were filled with bright lights.
He ignored Jiang Rao, so she hugged herself and huddled against the damp and cold wall, looking outside through the small hole. She cried so hard that no tears could flow out of her eyes. The remaining tears were heard through her weak breathing. She stared at the fire outside as if she was fascinated.
Where there is fire, there are people.
That's why she was looking at it so eagerly.
Perhaps until the moment before going to bed, she was waiting for someone to save her.
Even when she was asleep, she was restless, calling for daddy one moment and mommy the next. It was obvious that she was bullied so badly by him, but she had no one else to rely on, so she had to rely on this bad guy to hug her.
If she was really abducted, where would she be and what kind of life would she lead?
Rong Ting didn't dare to think about it.
He was so angry that he laughed instead.
The narrow eyes were dark red, oozing poison like a snake spitting out its tongue.
He was playing with the dagger, which turned a beautiful circle in his palm neatly and quickly, and suddenly a cold light flashed.
The tip of the dagger touched Liu's wrist.
Just 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 coagulated at the tail end, forming blood beads.
He kicked a wooden bucket filled with water over and placed it under Liu's upside-down wrist.
So that Liu could hear the sound of her blood dripping.
Tick-tick, tick-tick.
The chirping of cicadas on a moonlit night is not as clear as the series of "bang" sounds of blood drops hitting the water.
Liu was almost driven crazy by the sound.
She even wished that the ghost she met tonight was a real ghost.
Her voice became hoarse, and she stared fiercely at the figure that was about to leave, "Who are you?"
Rong Ting raised his eyebrows slightly without turning his head.
"Instead of guessing who I am, it's better to guess that your maid came back first, and you were the first to bleed."
…
Death is not scary, the pain is gone in the blink of an eye.
The most terrifying torture is knowing that you are going to die but being unable to struggle, watching time pass by little by little without being able to do anything.
Lengthy and inescapable.
With every drop of blood that fell, Liu's face became paler. Moment by moment, her expression gradually became more and more desperate, and a shrill wail came from her throat.
But Rong Ting calculated the time.
The Liu exchange has one final use. He wouldn't let her die so early, it would be too easy.
Three quarters of an hour later, the maid who had gone out to look for someone came back and rescued Liu.
When Liu was put down, she was unconscious for two hours. When she woke up, the first thing she did was to find a pen and ink to write a letter to Mr. Jiang.
The kidnapping of the child was related to her. If the fourth brother's family knew about this, how could he possibly help his eldest brother?
She couldn't wait even a quarter of an hour, knowing that if she sent a maid to ask her husband to come, he might not come. If she wanted to let him know earlier, she could only write a letter.
Originally, only she and her husband knew about what happened. Now there is a third person who knows about it. If something goes wrong...
After writing the letter, she asked the maid to rush to the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion and secretly deliver the letter to the master of the Jiang family.
Liu specifically reminded her, "Take the small road, don't let others find you."
But the maid was out for only a moment before she came back.
She knelt on the ground, crying, "Madam, the letter was stolen."
…
It was just dawn.
Ning'an Marquis's Mansion.
Jiang Rao didn't wake up.
She dreamed that Liu was kneeling on the ground, crying and begging for her forgiveness.
She should have been very happy, but Jiang Rao felt that this dream was a bit like a nightmare.
What bad thing did my aunt do that made me ask for her forgiveness?
This dream, which only told her the end but not the beginning, made her inexplicably anxious.
How can she prevent it without letting her know what bad things Liu is going to do?
Jiang Rao really wanted to pull out the person who arranged for her to have precognitive dreams, and then throw him to her brother, beat him up and make him behave himself, so that he could arrange some complete dreams for her in the future.
Suddenly there was a shake.
She woke up from her dream, her long eyelashes moved, she opened her sleepy eyes, and Mingshao's face came into her sight.
Ming Shao looked anxious.
Shaking Jiang Rao's shoulders, "Girl, something big has happened."
Jiang Rao was shaken awake and heard Ming Shao say, "The Fourth Master was painting in the study room when he received a letter. He turned around and went to find the Master and started fighting with him. No one could stop him. Something bad was going to happen!"
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