Dong Chengbin gritted his teeth and put his head in the rope, and sure enough, he didn't feel like his neck was strangled.

He tried to kick the stool under his feet, but his neck was uncomfortable because of the weightlessness under his feet, but it was better than being strangled to death. He pretended to struggle a few times, and after a silent count of twenty times in his mind, he began to play dead.

Now he has to wait, wait for Ji Wuxuan on the bed to "wake up", and then call the guards outside to come in and put him down, so that he can really get out.

He knew that Ji Wuxuan was pretending to be asleep, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hear the sound of the stool falling to the ground.

Moreover, he will definitely wait for himself to be "cool" before calling someone.

After a stick of incense, Ji Wuxuan on the Luohan bed "woke up".

He didn't roll over as usual, but first opened his eyes, and there was a panic in his eyes.

He didn't dare to turn back, for fear of bumping into Dong Chengbin's hideous dead face.

The sound of kicking over the stool kept echoing in his head, and he could conclude that Dong Chengbin had hanged himself, and after hanging for so long, he must have died.

But he was too timid to look at it.

After hesitating for a while, he turned around with his eyes closed and squinted a slit to look over.

But seeing Dong Chengbin's whole person hanging on the beam, hanging his head, his face was blocked by hair, and he couldn't tell whether his eyes were closed or open.

Anyway, he couldn't see that terrible face, so he wouldn't be so scared.

But even so, it was a dead man, and he was still afraid.

Ji Wuxuan closed his eyes and put on his shoes, got up and groped his way to the door.

With his eyes closed and a little scared, he fell two heels in just a few steps.

When he reached the door, he slammed it against it, and while slamming it, he shouted, "Someone, help, there's a dead man in the house!" Dong Yuma is dead, come and help! ”

The guard outside the house pushed open the door impatiently, "What are you doing, you want to die......

While shouting and scolding, the guard saw Dong Chengbin hanging on the beam at a glance, and immediately widened his eyes and kept retreating backwards.

Ji Wuxuan hurriedly rushed out of the room, but was pushed in by another guard, "Be honest, whoever let you out, if you dare to go out, I will hack you to death!" ”

He glared at Ji Wuxuan viciously, and said to the frightened guard: "You look, I'll tell the prince and the princess!" ”

With that, he ran away.

……

"Death is death, what are you panicking, can he come back to life if you are so panicked?"

Lu Qingtang was grooming in front of the mirror and said to the guards outside.

Mo Zeshen stood aside and waited for her, and said helplessly: "My princess, it's dead, are you still in the mood to dress up?" ”

Lu Qingtang put on the earrings, stood up and turned his face to Mo Zeshen, and asked with a smile: "Are my new earrings beautiful?" ”

Mo Zeshen smiled and stretched out his hand to hug her, and said seriously: "My princess is the most beautiful, but she has to go to the autopsy when she is dressed so well, isn't it a bit unlike." ”

Lu Qingtang turned his face to look at him, reached out and pressed it on his Adam's apple, and smiled mischievously, "That's how to surprise him!" ”

Mo Zeshen laughed, and the couple pretended to go out in a hurry.

When he came to the squatter where Ji Wuxuan and Dong Chengbin lived, Ji Wuxuan was huddled in front of the door trembling, and his pale face looked frightened.

Mo Zeshen and Lu Qingtang ignored his existence and went directly to the door to order someone to put Dong Chengbin down.

Lu Qingtang squatted on the ground, first tested his snort, then touched his neck, and then sighed.

Mo Zeshen next to him pretended to be shocked, "Dead? ”

Lu Qingtang stood up, casually pulled the quilt off the bed and put it on Dong Chengbin's face, "It's dead, it's almost cold, let people carry it out." ”

She deliberately raised her voice so that Ji Wuxuan, who was squatting in front of the door, could hear it clearly and reassure him.

A few guards came in from outside the house and carried Dong Chengbin's "body" out, Lu Qingtang and Mo Zeshen also walked out of the room, and as soon as they walked to the door, they heard Ji Wuxuan, who was shrinking in front of the door, say a word carefully.

He said, "Lord, princess, can you change my room?" ”

Mo Zeshen ignored him and left directly.

Lu Qingtang, who was following him, smiled sweetly at him, "Second uncle, aren't you used to living in this room?" ”

Ji Wuxuan hurriedly waved his hand, "It's not a matter of whether you are used to living or not, there have been people dead in this house, how can I live here!" ”

Lu Qingtang continued to laugh, stretched out his hand to help him close the door, and said to him: "I'm sorry, second uncle, there is no other room, you can live first." ”

However, Ji Wuxuan slammed the door with a frightened face, "I don't, I don't live here, or you let me ......"

"Let go of your uncle!"

Lu Qingtang kicked him in the abdomen and interrupted him.

Ji Wuxuan fell to the ground, covering his stomach with his hands, rolling on the ground in pain.

He watched as the door was shut, but there was nothing he could do.

With a "whoop", he was so frightened that he instantly got goosebumps.

raised his eyes and looked at the beams of the house, as if Dong Chengbin was still hanging, his feet were hanging in the air, and he was shaking one after another.

Ji Wuxuan's scalp suddenly went numb, and he quickly rushed to the door and smashed the door desperately.

He slammed the door and shouted, "Let me out, I don't want to live here, I want to go out, I want to go home......"

But no matter how much he shouted, no one opened the door for him, and his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't even speak.

He cried out that he was tired, so he leaned against the door panel to rest.

found Dong Chengbin standing in front of him, with a long tongue hanging from his mouth, and his eyes were big and round.

He screamed "ahh

……

In the other room, Dong Chengbin sat on the bed, his eyebrows fluttering and he talked to Ning Xinran about Ji Wuxuan's funny appearance.

At that time, he was hanging on the beam of the room, and when he opened his eyes, he looked at Ji Wuxuan through the gap in his hair, and he shouted in his mouth:

"Someone, help, there's dead in the house! Dong Yuma is dead, come and help! ”

As he was shouting, he slipped and fell, fell a dog and ate, and finally got up from the ground and fell again.

Dong Chengbin trembled with laughter, and he said to Ning Xinran: "You are not present, otherwise you would have laughed, Ji Wuxuan is really funny!" ”

Ning Xinran covered her mouth and smiled, squeezing her eyes at him while laughing, "Okay, don't laugh, you hurry up and take the medicine." ”

After Ning Xinran's reminder, Dong Chengbin remembered Zeng Ke, who was still medicating himself behind his back.

He turned his head, and Zeng Ke was looking at him with resentful eyes.

He said helplessly: "I said don't let me come, you have to let me come, this dog food is full, I'm afraid I can't eat dinner!" ”

Dong Chengbin didn't understand what "dog food" meant, so he looked at Ning Xinran.

Ning Xinran explained to him: "I don't actually understand the specific meaning, to the effect that he himself is a single dog, and our loving appearance is like sprinkling dog food on him, and dog food is what dogs eat." ”

She said, asking Zengk with some disbelief, "Is that what you mean?" ”

Zeng Ke rolled his eyes, "Forget it, let's let Master Tang come, she is not single, and she can't resist abuse." ”

As he spoke, he continued to give Dong Chengbin the medicine, and said, "By the way, Lord Tang and the black-hearted one are going to have dinner with you and your wife in the evening, and you are ready." ”

The master of Tang is Lu Qingtang, and the black-hearted one is ink?

The corners of Dong Chengbin's mouth twitched, and he smiled at Ning Xinran, and shook his head helplessly.