Chapter 270: Burn it all with fire
Yanran smiled gently, and the next moment she poured the boiling hot oil on the two pounds of flesh under Zheng Xiu's crotch.
"ah!"
"ah!!"
The heart-wrenching screams almost overturned the Zheng Mansion, but Yanran, the instigator of all this, smiled as charmingly as her name, like the brightest flower in summer.
But this charming and beautiful woman was frowning tightly at the moment, as if she was troubled by something.
She sighed slightly, as if whispering.
The wind blew over, and her voice was clear and cold, "It's so ugly."
"Your attitude is really unpleasant to me. Where's your usual demeanor as a noble young master?"
Why is it gone?
Yanran was filled with disappointment. She should have been embroidering on Zheng Xiu's body.
But now, Zheng Xiu's body is still like a piece of embroidered cloth, but this embroidered cloth is wet and stained with ink.
But it's okay.
Yanran smiled, her face still full of charming smile, "As an embroiderer skilled in embroidery as me, no matter how rotten the base cloth is, I can still embroider beautiful flowers on it."
As she spoke, she slowly took out a knife. In the night, the sound of the wind was mixed with screams, and she actually took the knife and painted on Zheng Xiu's flesh.
"I forgot to tell you, my husband, I happened to not bring my embroidery thread today, and I also forgot to bring those needles. But fortunately, I am also quite good at painting."
Tear~ The knife cut through the flesh, and with a ripping sound, a stream of warm blood flowed on the hand, followed by a sticky touch, and the next moment there was a faint smell of blood.
Yanran likes crabapple flowers.
It would be less interesting to tattoo other flowers on Zheng Xiu's body.
The crabapple blossoms are just perfect.
She was a little unskilled at first, after all, she hadn't touched embroidery thread for a long time.
Not to mention painting.
Fortunately, after drawing two crabapple flowers, her movements gradually became more proficient.
The sticky feeling on her hands became stronger and stronger, and the bloody smell that was rising into the sky swept over her bit by bit, as if filling her entire nasal cavity.
But Yanran is a ghost and is not afraid of the smell of blood.
On the contrary, the sticky and sweet smell of blood could bring her an unusual happiness, and even relieve some of her long-standing resentment.
"My husband doesn't seem to be very good at painting, but I can. When painting crabapple flowers, the most important thing is to capture its soul."
She smiled and said, "It's the same with embroidery. The shape is secondary. If it's just skin without bones, then it's inferior."
As she spoke, she slowly carved a flower on his body.
"ah!"
“Ahhhh!”
"ah……"
Ah, in the end, Zheng Xiu's screams even gradually weakened.
Yanran found it boring.
She hasn't had enough fun yet.
Why does Zheng Xiu look like he is about to pass away?
She poured another bucket of hot oil on Zheng Xiu's face.
His painful and heart-wrenching screams made her smile with her eyes curved. The smile on Yanran's face was still gentle, looking soft and fragile, as if she was weak and could be bullied.
"My dear husband, don't you love my embroidery the most? You even trapped me in your man-eating square house for it!"
"I'm doing something you like now! Why don't you smile? Husband, smile for me!"
Yanran pinched his neck tightly, and swung the knife in her hand harder and harder, stabbing Zheng Xiu until he was almost unrecognizable.
"Why aren't you smiling?!"
“Why aren’t you smiling?!”
"You like my embroidery so much, and you like me so much. Now I'm standing in front of you, who are you pretending for?"
"Did you hear me? Stop looking so sad and smile!"
Yanran continued to pour hot oil on him as she spoke.
Zheng Xiu almost fainted.
Yanran put away her crazy look and smiled gently, "Since my husband is unwilling to smile or speak, it must be because I am not capable enough."
"I heard that my husband had a cough a few days ago."
"I will serve my husband the medicine right away."
As she spoke, she smiled and pried open Zheng Xiu's mouth. In the other's pleading and frightened eyes, she actually poured a ladle of hot oil into it.
Zheng Xiu stared with his eyes wide open, unable to utter a word.
He could only roll his eyes slightly.
Perhaps if it was any later, he wouldn't even have the strength to move his eyes.
He looked so miserable.
Yanran finally revealed a sincere smile.
But even so, she still felt a little upset.
not enough!
It’s far from enough!
The time when Zheng Xiu didn't treat her as a human being and treated her like an animal was still fresh in Yanran's mind. She suddenly curled her lips, raised the butcher knife in her hand, and chopped it down fiercely.
One of Zheng Xiu's hands splashed down at her feet.
Yanran just smiled, and the next moment, she threw the hand into the frying pan.
The sound of the oil pan devouring flesh and blood rang out, crackling and sizzling, which sounded so pleasant to Yanran's ears.
I haven't heard such a beautiful voice for a long time.
Yanran finally found the fun, and her expression was very excited as she cut his flesh again and again.
Piece after piece of flesh was thrown into the frying pan.
By the time she came to her senses.
Zheng Xiu had been reduced to a skeleton by her.
The frying pan is full of oil.
Yanran thought about it and took out all the meat.
She slowly looked at the mad dogs that were tied up.
Then he curled his lips slightly and threw all the meat in.
The dog quickly devoured the fried meat.
Yanran then set her sights on the white skeleton.
She blinked slightly and threw the bones in as well.
The crackling sound and the splashing sound of oil were truly the most beautiful music she had ever heard.
With a sweet smile on her face.
The next moment, the fried bones were fished out.
The groups of mad dogs that were tied up barked and whimpered, as if they were acting like spoiled children.
He must be asking Yanran for the remaining bones.
Unfortunately, Yanran just raised her eyebrows, smiled, shook her head, and smiled at those mad dogs.
"No, we still have to leave something here, otherwise how will the Zheng family know that Zheng Xiu is dead!"
If she hadn't left that little thing, the Zheng family might have thought that Zheng Xiu had gone out to seek pleasure and had not returned yet.
Smiling beautifully.
Two hours haven't arrived yet.
She floated into the Zheng family's warehouse.
Everything that could be smashed inside was smashed to pieces.
If you can't smash it, burn it clean.
Even so, she still felt it was not enough.
He also broke into the houses of the masters and servants and destroyed and burned all the valuables inside.
She is a principled ghost girl.
Except for Zheng Xiu and Ling Qiu who died at her hands, she adhered to the principle of only taking money and not killing others.
But even so, Yanran still felt that she had missed something.
Yanran finally remembered, and the next moment she floated to Master Zheng's study.
All the rare books, calligraphy and paintings in there were burned.
These fires burned everything that could be burned in the Zheng family.
However, no unrelated personnel died as a result.
When the Black and White Impermanence arrived, they felt very complicated.
Yanran's expression was very calm. "I am willing to accept the judgment of the underworld. Just take me away."
She left in style, but the Zheng family felt as if the sky had fallen.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
