The mummy-like man, covered in bandages, slowly moved up the basement stairs and then down again, the flesh of his legs aching like a knife cutting through his legs. The initial bravery and strength have slowly receded, and now only tears and desperate patience remain.

He is not a particularly persevering person, but in order to take revenge, what he has to be there must be! No matter how well the wicked are outwardly hidden, there will always be a flaw left in some invisible corner, and men firmly believe in this. This became the motivation for him to persevere.

Avenge! Thinking of the word, the man stopped. Who else in this house besides that person should he target?

Whether that person had an accomplice or not was a question he had been thinking about for a night. But thinking about it, Teng Teng and his mother-in-law don't seem to be people who will help him. Also, what the old man left here, he must be the first to find it.

The insatiable betrayer cannot be allowed to succeed, and the man silently cheers himself up in his heart. The contemplative look of his head made him see the ugly bandages on his body. Immediately, there was a mist in his eyes.

How can you get out of this ugly look? If he sees it, will he laugh and loathe himself in his heart?

'No, I can't back down from cowardice anymore! The man shook his head desperately, trying to make his heart strong. The wounds on his neck and shoulders began to ooze blood again due to the vigorous exercise, and the man could even hear the subtle tearing sound on his own skin.

He's going to make himself not care about that! I don't care about ugliness, I don't care about pain, I don't even care about life and death! On the night of the full moon, Laikaon had already inhabited his body. Let him become emotionless and loveless, only fangs and sharp teeth, and tear all those who hurt him to pieces!

'I must forget love, but how can I be a deceiver?!' The man groped his way back into the dark basement, thinking.

He needs to be a liar in front of someone, and he needs to show another person that he has a strong sense of revenge, and only then will the other person help him realize his plan. But he needed someone who could help him deceive. The lonely and beautiful figure came to the man's mind.

Before the age of 15, this figure was always around him, so considerate, so loyal, and even loved without any flaws. Now, he must use this little unsuspecting relationship to realize his plan.

Little by little, the guilt began to permeate the man's heart, and even hit his brain. But men don't intend to back down, and they don't intend to stop taking advantage of them out of guilt. In this world, he only wants one person to be happy, but now in that person's happiness, it is impossible for him to exist anymore.

With his right hand, he gently wiped the warm liquid that was about to wet the bandage, and the man sat on the edge of the bed and began to unwrap the bandage on his body with his hands. In order to get better as soon as possible, he had to change the medicine many times a day, and each change of medicine was a process of nirvana rebirth for him, so painful but full of hope.

Now the man doesn't get dizzy when he sees the blood flowing out, and he can even put the bright red liquid into his mouth and taste it. In addition to the different tastes, the warm touch is like tasting a cup of rich coffee. Men are increasingly fond of this paradoxical feeling.

'Alright, the butler is coming, let him keep an eye on the new members of the house today!' The rest will be talked about later, don't worry, don't worry...... 'The man seems to be making a plan and reassuring himself. His lips squirmed slightly, but there was no sound. Because his inner voice is enough to make him feel 'deafening'.

His hands continued to move cautiously on his body, and it took a long time for the man to remove the bandage for himself. During this time, he certainly didn't want anyone to bother him. The ugliness under the bandage is even more terrifying than after the bandage, how can this disgusting look be shown in front of others.

Even if it was someone he knew, the man remembered the legend of Laikaon, which was his grandfather's favorite subject when he was a child. But the paintings were hidden by my grandfather, and no one but him saw them.

Memories give men some inspiration, 'Maybe the wealth is hidden in those paintings of werewolves!' By the way, they're in ...... Hehe, grandpa is really shrewd! It seems that this time, that person is destined to be empty-handed! ’

Thinking of this, the ugly face that had lost its bandage smiled, and this smile gradually expanded, accompanied by the man's ghost-like laughter, echoing in the basement......

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The old steward was cautiously making his way to the dilapidated, long-abandoned house, holding a white candle in his hand, the oil dripping onto the mottled metal chassis, and even onto the steward's fingers.

However, it was not paid enough attention, because the attention of the steward was all drawn to the busy people in the dimly lit room in front of them.

What are the people inside thinking? What are the people inside ready to do? These are the things that the steward wants to know at this moment.

Sweat oozed from the palms of the hands clenching the candle shelves, and the sticky and greasy feeling slowly filled every part of the body, reminding the steward of something very bad.

He took the candle in his hand and scraped the palm of his hand over and over again, as if he wanted to remove something bad from his palm.

The rustling sound of the palms rubbing against the clothes caught the attention of the busy people in the room, because the surroundings were so quiet that the slightest noise could easily reach the ears.

"Uncle, is that you?" The man in the room asked.

"It's me, I'm here to bring you breakfast, something special happened today. So it's a little late. The steward replied.

"But why are you so careful, I didn't even hear your footsteps."

"Because the man woke up, and besides, he also met Tengteng."

"What? Tengteng didn't show any flaws, did he?! The man in the room was visibly panicked, and he struggled to control himself from asking the steward.

"No, I showed up just in time to stop him from talking to Tengteng. However, I can't keep an eye on the little girl and my mother-in-law every second, and my mother-in-law is so talkative, they may show their flaws at any time. ”

"It's a troublesome thing, or you can find a way to fix it, just make it impossible for them to speak."

"How?" The steward asked hesitantly, he had some plans in mind, but he didn't know how to speak.

The people in the room thought for a moment and said, "Bring Tengteng to me!" As for the mother-in-law, you can figure it out yourself, anyway, that person is not familiar with this house, and his range of activities is very limited. ”

"Okay, I'll do what I can." With that, the steward left a white candle on the old bedside table, a plate with food, and a few illegible jars and jars.

Then he left the house and walked upstairs, and the dimly lit space fell silent again.