Yin Qi is at my feet.

I couldn't see anything in the dark, but Shen Xiaorong's consciousness was clearly transmitted to me.

Part of it is his recollection: a child lying on the ground crying in a chaotic and noisy ancient room, his face is burned red and swollen, and it has blistered and festered. But no one cared about him. The other child on the bed was held by a couple, and there were men and women who looked like people, coming in and out, shouting loudly, looking for a doctor, coaxing the child.

Shen Xiaorong was held and looked down at the boy lying on the ground.

"Yo, this is serious, I have to have a serious illness, right?" The woman holding Shen Xiaorong spoke in a contemptuous tone and teased.

Shen Xiaorong saw the resentment and hesitation of the couple beside the bed.

At this time, Shen Xiaorong should have realized that the Shen family was wrong.

Shen Youkang's ghost is now riding on Shen Xiaorong, pinching his neck, and using his rotten skin against Shen Xiaorong's wrinkled face.

Shen Xiaorong's memory continues.

He sneaked out of the house and followed his parents. His parents also sneaked out to watch the excitement.

The couple I had seen before let people drag Shen Youkang. Shen Youkang's face was ulcerated and pus-draining, and he couldn't open his eyes. He was dragged into the woods, with hemp rope around his neck, and hung alive.

Shen Xiaorong's parents rushed out.

The two sides almost scuffled together.

"Youkang, my aunt is here to save you!" Shen Xiaorong's mother shouted loudly.

The woman who was tearing her hair panted and scolded: "You don't pretend to be a good person here!" Didn't you treat your son as Master Rong! ”

"Phew! I love my own son! Like you, thinking about Master Rong, hang your own son! ”

Shen Youkang's calf kicked, and he didn't know if he heard these quarrels, and soon there was no movement.

"Dead! It's dead! Someone shouted.

The people who were arguing and scuffling immediately let go.

They gasped, looked at each other, snorted, and prepared to leave.

Shen Xiaorong went back to the house first.

He staggered, a little overwhelmed.

At that time, he had already seen someone in the Shen family packaging his son as himself and defrauding the family property, so he did not hesitate to give his son medicine to make him change from a healthy child to a sick seedling; I've also seen that because he was a sick seedling, he was treated very preferentially, and he developed a pampered and willful character. Now, he saw the Shen family's fear of him. They were afraid that their son, who had been treated lightly before, would become Shen Xiaorong.

"Hmm......" Shen Xiaorong recalled the past, and did not resist Shen Youkang's attack on him.

It's just that when his memories ended, as soon as he raised his hand, the cane in his hand hit Shen Youkang's head, and Shen Youkang disappeared.

Shen Xiaorong stood up, and the lights in the factory area turned on.

Shen Youkang was standing not far away, unable to open his eyes, but he seemed to be staring at Shen Xiaorong with a sharp gaze.

The shouting outside became quieter.

Other figures appeared behind Shen Youkang one after another.

I observed for a while and found that these people had all retained their dead appearances. In fact, a small number of people were strangled, and there were not many with bruises on their necks. There were two of them who were decapitated.

The hairs on my back stood on end.

How many people have died in vain because of Shen Xiaorong's reincarnation in a Shen family?

Shen Xiaorong was on crutches, and the clothes on his body had changed slightly. His appearance is constantly changing. The facial features have not changed, but the face is a teenager for a while, and an old age for a while.

His gaze swept over the ghosts.

His memories also came flooding back.

He knew exactly what was going on in every ghost here.

My head hurts. Just looking at these ghosts made me uncomfortable, and seeing Shen Xiaorong's memories made me feel sick to my stomach even more.

That kind of distorted family blood relationship is even more unbearable than what Shen Mingyi, or Shen Xiaorong's last reincarnation experienced.

The people of the Shen family have long been crazy about Shen Xiaorong.

In that era when superstition had not yet been broken, the legend of Shen Xiaorong was more convincing. It's not like Xiao Ying, if you don't see the solid evidence, you won't believe "Master Rong" at all. In those times, it was easier to kill. This also led to an even bloodier internal dumping of theirs.

These ghosts in front of you are the victims.

They hated Shen Xiaorong.

Shen Xiaorong suddenly stopped recalling and let out a sigh.

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault...... "he burst into tears," he said, "because I was thinking too simply. I thought that by saying everything, the whole family would work together and pay more attention to each other's affection. The wealth I have accumulated will bring you a better life than it is now......"

Shen Xiaorong said sincerely.

The ghosts didn't move.

Shen Xiaorong looked old now, threw away his crutches, and his rickety body slowly knelt on the ground.

"Forgive me...... Forgive me...... Rest in peace...... Now, it's impossible for any of us to be reincarnated. Give up those people, just us, we are family. Shen Xiaorong kowtowed, looked up at these ghosts, and showed expectant eyes.

I can't see Shen Xiaorong's heart anymore.

His memories had stopped, and his emotions had stopped, without any emotional fluctuations.

This makes me a little confused.

Those ghosts had some commotion because of Shen Xiaorong's words.

A baby girl lying on the ground took the lead in making a move, stretched out her little hand, and slowly crawled towards Shen Xiaorong.

Shen Xiaorong's body trembled with excitement, "Sister......"

This should be the twin baby girls who were thrown to death.

The baby girl crawled in front of Shen Xiaorong and stretched out her hand, as if she wanted Shen Xiaorong to hug her.

Shen Xiaorong trembled and bent down, hugged the baby girl's armpits, and lifted her up.

This scene looks like a grandfather picking up his little granddaughter.

The two looked at each other.

Suddenly, the baby girl's face twisted hideously.

Her body swelled all at once.

The ghosts standing in place disappeared and exploded out of the baby girl's body, all with fierce faces, and opened their mouths to pounce on Shen Xiaorong.

The warmth on Shen Xiaorong's face disappeared, and with a flick of his hand, he smashed the baby girl to the ground.

The baby girl let out a loud scream.

The ghosts were like a ball of flour, and they were all scattered.

Shen Xiaorong grabbed the crutch he had just thrown on the ground and stomped it hard.

My eyes widened at the sight of the baby girl's tiny body being pierced and blood pouring out.

The vanished ghosts squeezed out of the gaps in the baby girl's wounds, and they all cried out in pain.

They appear and disappear, and so on.

As the baby girl's blood flowed out, their appearance became more and more blurred.

The blood on the ground stained Shen Xiaorong's feet red.

Shen Xiaorong coughed twice, and suddenly said, "Young man, don't you want to help me, an old man, this potential partner?" ”

I didn't move, just looked at Shen Xiaorong.

The baby girl's breath is slightly milky, but her eyes are still open.

Shen Xiaorong...... Shen Xiaorong...... You don't want to die well...... You don't have to die well......"

She made a strange sound, and her voice was like a man and a woman, and she couldn't tell the difference between old and young.

As the words passed, the baby girl's body shriveled and disappeared along with the blood that flowed from her.

Shen Xiaorong exhaled, laughed, turned to me and said, "Look, there is nothing to be afraid of ghosts. As long as you are stronger than them, you can easily kill them. Talent is terrible in comparison. ”

He grabbed his crutches, stood up, and looked at me steadily, "Just like you." I don't even know what you're capable of. You're going to be able to kill me easily, right? You don't have to be afraid of me. Even if I could kill your body, your soul would turn into a ghost more powerful than mine. So, the conditions I just opened are very good, right? Whoever you want, I can find it for you. Believe me. ”

I frowned, and suddenly I felt a strange atmosphere.

Shen Xiaorong still had a friendly smile on his face. The smile was fixed on his face. His body turned to powder, and in an instant, he was gone.

(End of chapter)