Hearing that Yan Qingyun was still alive, Yan Zhiyuan felt very irritable. What kind of monster is it? Why is it not dead yet?
Yan Zhiyuan suppressed his irritable mood and asked: "Has he become strange? Are you sure you can see clearly?"
How could a person who was so good not die? Yan Zhiyuan suspected that the servants had made a mistake and had changed, but had not been discovered. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.
Yan Zhiyuan stared at the servant: "Go in and take a look, take a closer look, see if his nails have grown longer, if his teeth have grown out, and see if there is anything strange growing on his limbs, go quickly!"
The servants did not dare to disobey Yan Zhiyuan's order, even though they had already checked it once. After listening to Yan Zhiyuan's order, they turned back and re-entered the house to check Yan Qingyun's body again.
Yan Zhiyuan's atrocities have aroused dissatisfaction among many servants in the government, but no one dared to speak out.
Even if they are slaves and will always be under the control of others, if their master's family goes bankrupt and there is a chance, and the hatred is too deep, they will step on it.
It is precisely because of the bad life in the master's house that they can easily grasp the olive branch or poisonous branch extended from the outside.
A storm has been gathering for a long time, but Yan Zhiyuan hasn't noticed it yet.
Yan Qingyun only had one breath left. He didn't even give him water or rice, and he was already a little out of character.
Yan Zhiyuan was walking back and forth outside. When his servants came out, he hurriedly asked: "How is it?"
Whether it has grown long nails or pointy teeth, it has turned into a monster.
The servants lowered their heads and reported back: "Master, the eldest master is the same as before. There is no change and his breath is very weak."
His breath was very weak, and it took him a long time to see his chest rise and fall. He was just breathing, but he didn't die.
Yan Zhiyuan was very suspicious, had the servant seen it wrong?
He looked at the sky. The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. Monsters and ghosts should also be wary of it.
Yan Zhiyuan calmly said: "Go and open all the windows, get some bronze mirrors, and refract the sun into the house."
All evil things are afraid of the sun. If he exposes himself to the sun too much, Yan Qingyun will definitely die.
With this in mind, Yan Zhiyuan gave the order.
The scorching sun shines into the house through the bronze mirror, making the entire dark room bright.
Yan Zhiyuan just entered the house.
He stood farther away and observed Yan Qingyun carefully.
He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but the more he looked at him, he felt that Yan Qingyun looked like that evil ghost, which made him tremble mentally.
Yan Qingyun smiled, and that smile made Yan Zhiyuan feel dazzling. He knew that his father was mocking his incompetence. He was suppressed by him before, but now that he was lying down, he was still suppressed by him.
"Why on earth don't you die?"
Yan Zhiyuan asked through gritted teeth.
He wanted to know the answer. If Yan Qingyun remained alive like this, he didn't know what to do.
He was afraid. He didn't dare to give him anything to eat, because he was afraid that he would not die after eating it. But Yan Qingyun would lose weight if he didn't eat. His skin seemed to be tightly attached to the bones, and he looked very tired.
Terrible.
The sun shone on Yan Qingyun, and he didn't see Yan Qingyun showing any pain.
Yan Zhiyuan clenched his fists and went to get some cinnabar, glutinous rice, and copper coins with runes, all kinds of things that could exorcise evil spirits and ward off evil spirits, and piled them on Yan Qingyun's bed, but Yan Qingyun didn't show any fear or pain.
Two more days later, Yan Zhiyuan was already going crazy. When the fifteenth came out, Yan Qingyun continued to take leave even before he died. This would definitely attract the emperor's attention, and the imperial doctor would come to see him.
what to do?
He used everything he could think of, including hiring some capable people to do it, but Yan Qingyun was not abnormal at all. He still looked like he was about to die but couldn't. He became thinner and took off a lot of clothes.
hair.
He is like a withered and dry branch, lifeless and ugly.
Yan Zhiyuan was too anxious to eat, and his mouth was blistered. He wanted to do it again many times, but when he reached the door, he stopped and did not dare to go in.
On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, Yan Zhiyuan had a dream.
In his dream, he dreamed of the little Taoist priest he had driven away on the first day of the Lunar New Year. What happened that day was reenacted in his dream.
After Yan Zhiyuan woke up, he had an epiphany.
He wiped the sweat from his head and shouted hurriedly: "Come here, come here, prepare the car, I want to leave the house!"
Regardless of whether it was useful or not, he was bound to go to Su's house. Didn't that trail say that he came here to end a relationship?
In the past, Yan Zhiyuan would not have believed it, but now, he is not so sure. To be honest, he already regretted doing such a thing before Yan Qingyun's death, but it was too late to regret it. He was so quick that he should do it
I did everything I shouldn't have done.
Yan Qingyun couldn't stop getting angry, and he was also afraid.
Now, as long as Yan Qingyun can stop breathing, he can do anything.
Yan Zhiyuan left the house in the middle of the night and hurried to Su's house. He calmed down and ordered his entourage: "Go and call the door."
The genius was slightly bright, and the servant stepped forward to knock on the door, but the door opened.
Niu Zai came out of the door and closed it gently. He walked to and stopped not far from Yan Zhiyuan.
Yan Zhiyuan was startled when he saw him, breaking out in cold sweat and stammering a little: "You, you know I'm coming?"
Why did he come at this time, and the calf came out at exactly this time? This is such a coincidence, it is so coincidental that one cannot believe it.
Niu Zai saluted Yan Zhiyuan, and then said calmly: "Fate told me, but things are different now. The last time I came to visit, I could help my loved one without you needing anything. However, today I don't
I can’t help you in vain.”
Yan Zhiyuan frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want? Just tell me."
This matter is too mysterious. He can't solve it by himself, and he doesn't dare to delay it any longer. Who knows whether the old monster will live forever. If he can live forever, then he will be in the house. How terrible this is.
Yan Zhiyuan didn't dare to think that as long as Yan Qingyun could be sent away now, there was nothing he couldn't agree to.
Niu Zai smiled, looked in the direction of Yan Zhiyuan and said, "I want a tear of fear from you."
"what?"
Yan Zhiyuan frowned.
Niu Zai smiled deeply: "After I take away this tear, you will be able to completely get rid of the shadow brought by your father on you. You will never be afraid of him for the rest of your life, whether he is alive or dead."
Yan Zhiyuan's expression was a little unnatural. There was actually a blind man in front of him, but this blind man seemed to see through him.
It was just a tear. Yan Zhiyuan agreed without hesitation for long: "Okay, I'll give it to you. You can come with me now."
That old thing, he really didn't want to see him again for a moment.
Yan Zhiyuan invited Niu Zai into the carriage, and Niu Zai asked Yan Zhiyuan to close his eyes.
Yan Zhiyuan was depressed, what was this doing? He only heard something ringing next to his ears, and he seemed to be frozen.
