Entering the Red Chamber: Qingwen, rush forward!

Jia Qiang's sudden madness may be due to his longing for Ling Guan'er, or maybe he was humiliated last night and lost his mind due to the stimulation, or it may be that Ling Guan'er came to ask for his life.

No matter what the reason was, anyway, Jia Qiang slammed into the corner like crazy.

Jia Rong was so frightened that his hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't move, and the digital tolerance was also terrified by his actions. Who would dare to pull him?

Everyone watched helplessly as he slammed into the corner of the wall and made a dull sound. The whole room was shaken, and the straw and dust on the roof fell straight down.

This abandoned house is made of hard rocks. If he smashed it so hard, how could there be any life left?

Under everyone's horrified gaze, Jia Qiang's head was shattered, and red and white brains splattered everywhere.

Everyone screamed in fright, Jia Qiang's body slid softly to the ground amidst the screams...

A strange wind came through the hall, and the faint flame of the candle flickered a few times before going out.

There was a dead silence in the room, and everyone felt a cold air rushing towards them, overturning everyone with a fishy smell, and rushed out of the room without knowing where they were.

Several tolerance officers were too shocked to speak, and everyone froze and shivered on the spot.

"Ah...haha...hahaha...Jia Qiang is dead...Jia Qiang is also dead...hahaha..."

Suddenly, Jia Rong's hoarse screams sounded in the room, followed by a burst of horrifying laughter.

In this deserted mountain village, this burst of crazy laughter tore through the dead silence of the winter night and spread far away.

"What the hell... this kid is really crazy! Hurry up, light the candles, if he runs away, we will be miserable!"

All the servants were awakened by Jia Rong's loud laughter, got up from the ground one after another, and frantically lit candles.

The faint light flickered, and in the beating light, everyone saw Jia Rong smiling all over his face, clapping his hands and shouting loudly, seeing that he was already crazy.

As soon as Jia Rong saw the light, she cheered and jumped towards the crowd, shouting at the same time: "Hee hee, Jia Qiang was killed! He died, and Ling Guaner came to take his life away. ,whee!"

Seeing him rushing towards him madly, the crowd hurriedly ran around in fright. Seeing Jia Rong's face full of dementia, some of them flung around indiscriminately, and quickly swung the shackles in their hands, shouting, "Don't come here! Don't run!"

However, Jia Rong was driven crazy by Jia Qiang. Seeing the heavy shackles hit him hard, he didn't know how to dodge, and he was hit hard on the back by the thick shackles.

once, twice...

The tolerance closed his eyes and beat Jia Rong violently.

Jia Rong still stared and smirked at first, but finally her spine was broken into several pieces.He threw himself to the ground, screaming in pain.

Seeing that he could no longer move, all the servants surrounded him one after another. After examining him, they all said, "It seems that his spine has been broken. I'm afraid he won't be able to stand up again for the rest of his life. How can he do it again?" In the far north?"

Someone said after hearing this: "Why don't we take this kid back to the capital? Anyway, he won't be able to reach the extreme north anyway."

Someone said again: "How can it be done? The imperial decree clearly stated that this boy will never set foot in the capital again. If we take him back, wouldn't it be against the decree and disrespectful? Do you want to lose your head?"

Someone heard this and said worriedly: "So what? Seeing that this kid can't go anymore, can't we carry him to the extreme north? Besides, he is a waste even if he reaches the extreme north. Hard work to send him there? It’s the Chinese New Year now!”

Everyone was silent when they heard it, only Jia Rong fell to the ground and couldn't stop crying for pain.

After a long time, someone finally said: "Historically, only one out of ten prisoners sent from the capital to northern Xinjiang can get there, and the remaining nine died on the way... how about..."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone agreed: "Yes, what you said is very true. That little white face was killed by himself, so he was clean, but what about him? He was just paralyzed, but he didn't die. Could it be that we... "

After everyone heard this, there was another silence immediately. Although everyone had the same thought in their hearts, no one was willing to say it out loud.

kill him!

Kill this kid, and everyone will be relieved!

But who wants to get their hands stained with blood?

This... this... what should I do?

All the servants looked at me and I looked at you, but they all refused to say it first.

"Uh...ah...it hurts...hehe...haha...I'm going to die...you all go away...you are not allowed to come here...I didn't kill you...go...all go..."

When all the servants were hesitating, Jia Rong, who was lying on the ground, suddenly changed his face, and started screaming, his voice was as shrill as killing a pig, which shocked all the servants!

"Ah...don't...don't strangle me...don't...you go away...ah...it's not that I have to kill you...who told you to help that bitch humiliate me...you deserve it...uh ……Well……"

Under everyone's gaze, Jia Rong pinched her neck with both hands and started howling.I saw her eyeballs quickly turned red, her tongue stuck out a long way, and she was panting.

"Oh my god... This is another ghost asking for his life? Wasn't that little boy just killed by an opera singer? Now is there another female ghost coming to ask for his life? What are these two little boys? How many sins have you done, how many women have you killed?"

When everyone was panicking and wondering, a gust of wind suddenly rushed in from the outside, making the doors and windows slamming loudly.

The people were so frightened that they threw the candles and fled in all directions.

A dark cloud outside the house covered the bleak moonlight at some point, and the sky and the earth were pitch black.

All the servants were so frightened that they ran around and hid in the corners one after another, shivering.

In the pitch darkness, Jia Rong's screams became more and more shrill and sharp, almost deafening people's ears.

"Ah... help... let me go... I dare not... I was wrong... I shouldn't kill you..."

"Ah...please forgive me...please..."

The high-pitched cries like killing a pig came to the ears of the tolerances one after another.

All the servants were so frightened that their faces turned ashen, and they broke out in cold sweat.

It seems that this person really can't do bad things, and can't casually kill other people's lives.

This little boy used to rely on his family's wealth to treat other people's lives as wrong lives, and he did not know how many people were harmed, but now the retribution is coming?

In this dark and windy remote mountain village this month, the women killed by Jia Rong gathered together and came to claim their lives.

"Don't...don't eat me...don't..."

Jia Rong's voice became more and more miserable, it sounded like a ghost in hell screaming.

"Ah...uh...I..."

Gradually, Jia Rong's screams gradually fell silent.

After a gust of wind, the doors and windows of the abandoned house rang again, and the world fell into silence.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the bleak moonlight came to the world again.