Chapter 67 You are dead

In the backyard, a large group of armed domestic slaves guarded more than a dozen large iron boxes, each of which was locked. In a pavilion in the backyard, there is also a large group of domestic slaves guarding Lingtianfang. Tonight is the night of right and wrong. On the day when the whole family fled, the old treacherous Lingtian did not dare to be careless at all. He divided the most elite armed domestic slaves into three parts, one was responsible for things outside, one guarded his half-body wealth, and part was used to protect himself.

In his opinion, even if Yuan Batian wanted to plead guilty, he had to wait until the fire cloud unicorn was solved. At that time, he had already taken his family and wealth away.

The plan of Lingtianfang is very detailed and comprehensive, but there are also some unsatisfactory things, such as his baby son Ling Ruijie, who has not appeared for a long time at this moment.

"What is Ruijie doing? He was about to start, but he didn't show up for a long time. After waiting for a while, Ling Tianfang couldn't sit still. His body is very fat, but he is not bloated, and his eyes are clear, giving people a feeling of being sly and calculating.

"When the accident happened, I asked someone to bring a letter and asked Rui Jie to leave some hands to kill the miners. At this time, those people should also come back. I'm afraid Rui Jie is asking them about the result." A woman said. This woman is Ling Ruijie's mother, Wang Shi. Her status in the zero family is very important, and she came up with many ideas. Although she rarely shows up, she knows everything about things outside. She is about in her early forties, and her charm still exists. It can be seen that she is still a little beautiful when she is young.

"I hope there is any mistake elsewhere tonight. God bless my Ling family to avoid this disaster." Ling Tian sighed, and his voice seemed to be ten years old.

"Sir, you are too careful. The old will not go, and the new will not come. As long as we have this money and these well-trained domestic slaves, we will soon make a comeback no matter where we go." Wang said something to comfort Ling Tianfang.

"I hope..." Ling Tianfang sighed again.

While the couple were talking, a domestic slave suddenly said, "Master, madam, isn't that the young master?"

Ling Tianfang and Wang looked at the same time, but saw Ling Ruijie coming this way, and his footsteps were not fast or slow. There was also a domestic slave beside him. The slave's head was half hanging, and it was difficult to see his face clearly. However, by the illumination of the oil lamp, you can faintly see blood stains on the slave's cheeks. I don't know if it's his own or someone else's.

"I said, Rui Jie is a domestic slave who came back from killing the miners. Most of the slaves around him came back from Kirin Mountain, and the blood of those miners was still flowing on his face." Wang is a smart woman, but smart people are always misled by their own intelligence.

"Just come back." Ai'er stood up eagerly, greeted her, and said, "Ruijie, are you ready? It's almost over here, and we can leave at any time.

"Yes, father." Ling Ruijie strode over.

"Is that ready or not?" Ling Tianfang asked again.

"Yes, father." Ling Ruijie said the same sentence.

"Really, where is your usual courage? Are you scared? Tossing and turning like this sentence?" Lingtian was a little angry in peace of mind, and he hated that iron did not become steel.

"Father, I have good news for you." Ling Ruijie strode over and soon reached the steps of the pavilion.

"Uh? What good news?" I moved at ease and walked down the steps in two steps. In this case, what he wants to hear most is good news, no matter what good news it is. In fact, he didn't pay attention to Ling Ruijie's strange reaction just now. In his opinion, Ling Ruijie may have been distracted by thinking about something important. He also thought that the thing that distracted Ling Ruijie might be the good news he was going to say.

The father and son came together under the steps. Just as Ling Tian listened to Ling Ruijie's so-called good news, Ling Ruijie suddenly stabbed the dagger hidden in the cuffs into Ling Tianfang's heart.

There was no extra action. It was so straightforward. Until he felt the coming of death, he couldn't believe that this kind of thing happened to him. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to call it out, but there seemed to be a ball of cotton stuffed in his throat, which made him breathless and unable to make a sound. Soon, his body slipped softly to the ground. His outstretched hand first grabbed Ling Ruijie's shoulder, and then slid down, pale and weak.

"Rui Jie! What are you doing? What did you do?" It was not until Ling Tian fell to the ground and saw the dagger rubbing on his chest that Wang didn't find out what had happened. She stood up from her seat in horror and scolded angrily.

"Now I'm the head of the family. You all have to listen to me. If you don't listen, I'll kill anyone." Ling Ruijie said in a dull manner.

"You...re the opposite son! How did I give birth to you, an unscrupulous son!" Wang cried wildly, as if he was crazy.

Not only did she not expect such a change, but even those domestic slaves never thought of it. There are no more than a hundred well-trained armed domestic slaves in the backyard, all of whom are good hands. But at this moment, Zero Day was released in front of them, but none of them went up. This is expected. If the old master dies, this family will naturally be owned by Zero Ruijie. Although Wang also gave orders, now, she has lost her rights after being released for a day.

"You, go ahead, my mother will take it down." Ling Ruijie suddenly said to the domestic slave who came with him.

"Yes, son." The slave answered and walked into the pavilion in two steps. Under the gaze of a large group of slaves, he grabbed Wang's arm and dragged it out.

"Ruijie, what are you going to do? What are you going to do! You killed your father, didn't you even let go of your mother?" Wang cried, but she was a mentally retarded woman who had no strength to resist at all. When she spoke, she was dragged by the domestic slave and dragged far away.

From beginning to end, Ling Ruijie did not look at her again, but sat upright in the gazebo, in the previous position where Ling Tian was sitting. No one came forward to dry Wang was taken away. Under the scolding of Ling Ruijie, they knelt on the ground and swore allegiance to the new owner.

However, no one knows that Ling Ruijie sitting in front of them is just a ghost. He sits here, and a sip of incense will disappear in time. No one knows that the slave who followed Ling Ruijie to the backyard is Bai Niao Chong, an invisible figure that many of them still don't know who it is. And he is a ghost refiner!

Ling Ruijie's figure was no longer visible, but Wang was still crying loudly and cursing at the throat. Women have a way of venting, scolding people and scratching their hair or something.

"If you quarrel again, I will strip off your clothes and throw you outside." Bai Niaochong was upset by the noise and scared him.

"Fit! Who do you think you are? My son is just obsessed. When he wakes up, I'll be the first to let him kill you!" There is nothing he can do about his son, but Wang doesn't pay attention to the little slave in front of him. Over the years, she has also developed the means to control domestic slaves.

However, the domestic slave in front of him doesn't seem to like this. Just as she finished saying this, he rudely took off her socks from her feet and stuffed them into her throat. After that, regardless of what she felt, she dragged her into a dark room.

Entering the door, the hundred birds rushed to close the door and pulled out the socks in Wang's mouth. There is no strange smell on the socks, but a faint fragrance. Obviously, some precious spices are put in, which are specially used to cover up the feet. From this point alone, it is not difficult to see that Wang has always lived a very superior life.

The fragrance on this sock inexplicably reminded the birds of those bitter miners. Those people rarely take a bath for ten days and a half months, let alone sprinkle such precious spices on their socks. He is not clear. In the past two years, how many miners have died on this well-goed woman.

"Huh... what's wrong with me?" Hundreds of birds shook their heads, smiled bitterly, and said in their hearts, "I'm a ghost refiner. I'm a person who specializes in sending death to people. How can I have pity for those miners? Even if the woman in front of me kills 10,000 miners, it has nothing to do with me. I don't kill her for heaven, let alone for justice. I just do what I should do. She is in line with my killing standards, and I made a special trip to send her death, that's all.

Ghost refiners have no sympathy and compassion, and justice has never existed. Before killing, Bai Niao Chong must figure it out. When it's about the practice of killing, he won't be careless at all, otherwise, many people will be killed in vain.

"Why are you shaking your head? Waste! Why don't you let me out! If you make a fuss, I can forgive you, otherwise, I will let my son kill you!" Wang thought that Bainiao was hesitating and was considering whether to continue to detain her.

Bainiao squatted down, looked into her eyes, and said lightly, "I'll only tell you two things. Don't make any noise. We'll be done soon."

"What's the matter? I don't want to listen, I want to go out! I'm indispensable to this zero family!" Wang struggled to get up from the ground.

Bai Niao rushed to his hand and strangled her neck, but he controlled his strength to prevent her from suffocating and death. He said lightly, "The first thing I want to tell you is that you are lucky. You met me, and the second thing is..." After a pause, he smiled and said, "You're dead."

"What...what are you going to do?" Although it was difficult to speak because his throat was pinched, Wang still struggled hard while seducing the birds, "If you let me go, if you let me go, I will give you endless money and women. I will give you the most beautiful woman in the whole landscape town... Please..."

"I'm only interested in you." Hundreds of birds said.

"You...what? I... I promise you that as long as you let me go, I can do whatever you want. Although I'm in my forties, I'm properly maintained and more tender than a woman in her twenties... You, come on." Wang was eager to survive, and he actually made a leg-to-leg action at this time.

Hundreds of birds smiled bitterly and said, "What are you talking about? You're not shy, I'm still shy."

"So, that... what do you want?"

A peaceful smile appeared at the corners of Bainiao's mouth. "Those things you said are like dung to me. Don't you understand now? Your death is the most important thing to me. Don't be afraid. It will be over soon." As he spoke, his five fingers suddenly pressed down. Under his fingers, Wang's neck began to dent, little by little.

Unable to breathe, Wang grabbed Bai Niao Chong's hand desperately, and pedaled her feet on the ground desperately, but all these efforts she made didn't work. Bai Niao Chong's hand is like a life-threatening iron pliers, and there is no possibility of loosening it as soon as it is clamped. Her breathing stopped, and her lungs were burning. Her vision gradually blurred. She desperately wanted to remember the appearance of Bai Niao Chong, and she didn't let him go, but when the darkness came, she couldn't see anything.

Like the second thing Bai Niaochong told her, she was dead.

She is dead.