30 Three good men
"That's the truth. Rong Wuyi was indifferent and ruthless, and broke the disbelievable Liang Sixiu.
"They are all Yuqing's relatives. Liang Sixiu's heart seemed to be stuck in a steel needle, shaking his body, his hands tightly grasping the clothes on his chest, and holding back hatred.
"Human nature is inherently evil. "Rong Wuyi follows Xunzi's thoughts, and he is born with an indelible desire. As I grow up, the living environment and the teachings of the elders. Slowly suppress the greed.
"My Yuqing~ I have suffered so many sins for no reason!" Liang Sixiu looked at his daughter drifting with the river distressedly.
"Meow!" it hates to take a bath, the little crow looked at Liang Yuqing who was soaking in the river, and reminded the little master that it hates water!
"Shhhh Rong Wuyi helped the little crow smooth its hair, let it be quiet, and continue to watch.
The suitcase sank to the bottom of the river, and a school of unknown fish frolicked around. I don't know how long it took, the lock on the suitcase popped open, and the sea water flowed in through the gap, filling the suitcase little by little.
Liang Yuqing's body floated out and began to swim in the direction of the river.
One day, two days, three days......
It kept drifting until it was brought ashore by the river. Lying alone in the woods full of silt and insects.
"God help me. Give me a corpse for nothing. A fair-looking young man muttered.
Now that there are fresh corpses again, you can practice more practice extracting corpse oil.
The man picked up Liang Yuqing, as if he didn't feel the weight, and walked briskly towards the depths of the woods.
Deep in the woods, there is a dilapidated log cabin. The man pushed the door and entered, casually placing Liang Yuqing on the old wooden table with a musty smell. Ignore it and do your own thing.
It was getting dark.
The man remembered Liang Yuqing and hung her upside down on the beam. Looked at it with satisfaction. "This kind of tragic death of the corpse is the most resentful. ”
As he spoke, he took out the charm and began to burn, refining the corpse oil.
"Why didn't you respond!" the man frowned and pulled out another piece of yellow paper. This time, the dots didn't burn.
"It's actually a good man of the third world!" can be regarded as a treasure. He doesn't have enough skills, it's okay, lock up his soul first, and wait for the master to come.
The man pulled out Liang Yuqing's soul, locked it with a black wooden box, and pasted the charm left for him by his master.
"Fortunately, your daughter is a good person of the third world. "Otherwise, he may not be able to save it, Maoshan's soul sealing charm, he really hasn't studied it.
"Hmm. Liang Sixiu didn't pay attention to what Rong Wuyi was saying.
My daughter is a good person of the third world? My daughter is actually a good person of the third world! What a merit! In the future, Yuqing can enter the ghost path.
The picture begins to blur, and the vortex fades away.
Liang Yuqing's soul was ostracized.
Rong Wuyi knew that this was the interference of the Heavenly Dao. Don't let him know who the murderer is behind the scenes! It also means that the voice that Liang Yuqing heard must have a deep entanglement with the Jing family.
"Yuqing. After Liang Sixiu knew the truth, he rubbed his hands nervously. The death of her daughter, in the final analysis, is because of herself.
"Dad~" Liang Yuqing is still a girl in her 20s. "They're so ruthless! they're so poisonous!"
"Yuqing. Don't be afraid, Dad is here. "No matter what you become, Dad will always be with you. Even if your life is not exhausted, you can't be reborn. I'll find a way to stay with you all the time.
"Dad~" Liang Yuqing doesn't blame his father.
At this time, Rong Wuyi silently handed over three layers of milk chocolate.
Liang Yuqing immediately ate one, hugged his father and cried bitterly.
"Yuqing, don't worry. Dad won't let you be wronged in vain!" Liang Sixiu dreamed of touching his daughter's hair.
He thought that in this life. There's no chance to touch my daughter anymore.
Tian Jialin, Liang Wanhong. You wait, I won't let you go. And the people who had something to do with killing my daughter. One by one, wait for me.
Death is not the most painful.
Only by living can we understand suffering.