Chapter 165 He died
"Stop yelling."
The middle-aged man in the wardrobe slowly stood up. Soon, the black mist dissipated, revealing his complete lower body.
He looks like a normal human being.
Bai Chumeng struggled to suppress her panic, grabbed a dagger behind her back, and calmly asked, "...Who exactly are you?"
The butler calmly closed the wardrobe door. "Miss, you're so smart, shouldn't you have known long ago that I'm not an ordinary person?"
He turned his head. "But now that you've seen what I look like, shall I kill you?"
Bai Chumeng felt a chill run down her spine and retreated step by step.
The next second, she thought of something and suddenly shook her head.
"No...you wouldn't dare."
"Uncle Tiandao, you wouldn't dare kill me! If I'm not mistaken, the luck I stole is also useful to you, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be hiding by my side like a stray dog!"
“Last time I saw you, a section of your arm was missing, and now you can’t even support half of your body… Uncle Tiandao…”
Bai Chumeng stared at him confidently: "I bet you're very weak right now. You need luck to sustain your body!"
The butler stared at her, speechless for a long time.
It gave a self-deprecating laugh: "I really did pick a good master for myself."
Every time... it has chosen a good owner.
He went back and sat down on a stool to the side.
"Yes, Miss is right. I do need the luck you stole."
really……
Bai Chumeng closed her eyes in lingering fear, "...So who exactly are you, and why are you so weak?"
The butler seemed unconcerned about letting her know this, and casually replied, "Because I once fought with a... person eighteen years ago, and we fought to the death."
"...Why did you start fighting?"
The butler sneered, "He once taught me that luck cannot be stolen..."
The next second, a hint of madness flashed in the man's eyes: "But I'm going to prove to Him that luck can not only be stolen, but also used for my own purposes!"
Bai Chumeng took a step back, suppressing her shock, "...Then where is He? Where is He now?"
After saying that, he smiled deeply, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes gradually widened.
He whispered, "He is dead... I killed him with my own hands, eighteen years ago..."
Bai Chumeng opened her mouth. Dead?
For the first time, a smug and arrogant smile appeared on the butler's face.
As he laughed, his face gradually darkened... But back then, he was too weak, and He had placed restrictions on him before His death.
Excessive deprivation of human fortune will backfire, and in the end, he only had time to use his last strength to kill the couple and create an accident scene.
The rest can only be planned slowly five years from now...
Fortunately, the couple had enough luck to allow him to slowly absorb it over the next five years. After five years, he had recovered about 20-30% of his original strength.
Bai Chumeng stared blankly at the man in front of her whose expression was constantly changing.
In an instant, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, and a sudden panic enveloped her.
She suddenly realized that for the past ten years, she had been dealing with a tiger for its skin...
The butler gave her a mocking look, then resumed his previous respectful demeanor: "Don't worry, Miss, once I regain my strength, you will have everything you desire."
The next second, Bai Chumeng gritted her teeth again.
...What's there to be afraid of? It's like dealing with a tiger for its skin—the risks are high, but the rewards are also high!
She looked up again, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Just tell me directly, what should I do next?"
...
In the ward, you could hear a pin drop clearly.
Jiang Peng trembled all over as he continued, "Yes, that cloud of black mist won!"
"After we won, it brought a storm, old lady, it was terrifying!"
"Then...then it...it enveloped the cruise ship."
"The cruise ship was originally traveling at high speed on its original route, but suddenly it changed lanes and accelerated!"
"In less than half a minute, we hit a reef..."
This is the real scene he saw.
It was also a nightmare that haunted him for eighteen years...
After recalling everything in detail, Jiang Peng broke down completely.
"Grandma, I've told you everything! I've checked it out, and it's divine punishment, Grandma, it's all karma!"
"So Fengchun's family died in an accident, but it wasn't an accident either!"
That's why he's been collecting statues of deities who govern cause and effect and retribution all these years...
He was terrified that such divine punishment might one day fall upon him!
In the ward, all eyes were fixed on the man wailing on the ground.
He spoke so truthfully, yet he acted like a mentally deranged madman…
No, in Cormier's eyes he was a complete madman, and he didn't believe a word of what he said!
They even felt a strong urge to kick him a couple of times!
Madam Jiang suddenly came to her senses and glanced at the butler beside her.
The butler bowed and said, "Mr. Jiang, if I may presume to remind you, the surveillance cameras on the shore did not show the so-called black fog you mentioned."
"But I saw it!"
Jiang Peng immediately retorted, "I really saw it!"
The old lady naturally said, "In that case, Liqing, take him to the hospital for a check-up first, and then contact the police."
Jiang Peng was taken aback: "...This is a hospital, where are you taking me?"
He panicked, "Grandma, you promised me you'd let me go if I told you. I'm not crazy, believe me! Why did you contact the police?!"
Madam Jiang said calmly, "I only promised not to conduct an internal investigation of you, not that I wouldn't do anything else."
"Even if there is cause and effect, legal proceedings will be more efficient for you."
The butler immediately had someone take him away.
As Jiang Peng struggled, he questioned, "Old lady! You're ungrateful! Why don't you believe me? Believe me!"
"You have to believe me!"
...
The ward quickly returned to quiet.
Madam Jiang listened calmly to Jiang Peng's "crazy ramblings" and dealt with him swiftly and decisively.
It seemed as if it hadn't been affected in the slightest.
Only Tu Yao could feel that the grip on her hand was getting tighter and tighter.
After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly looked up, her aged eyes scanning the children.
Only then did he slowly align himself with the slender, noble-looking young man in the center.
Madam Jiang smiled gently, "...Xiao Chi, you're from Hong Kong. People from Hong Kong seem to believe in feng shui. Tell me, is what he said true?"
Xu Chi gazed at her for a long time, and after a while, he sighed inwardly and bowed to this old woman who had experienced many hardships in her life for the first time.
"...I'm sorry, ma'am, I can't guarantee that."
Madam Jiang was not surprised and nodded.
She turned her head and looked at Tu Yao with a smile... This child didn't say much today.
She asked, "...Xiao Mao, what do you think?"
Tu Yao immediately looked up, staring blankly at the old man in front of her.
"I……"
Before she could even speak, she blinked and, unexpectedly, burst into tears.
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