Lord from hell!

Xing Jiabao folded three cushions into a pillow and lay down in front of his family's ancestors, drooling.

He has been locked in the ancestral hall for two days, and he is almost isolated from the outside world except for the servants who deliver meals at regular times.No way, who made him smother his head's father that night with a pent-up desire, and made his mother cry with anger, so he was imprisoned in the ancestral hall, and the name was: Facing the wall and thinking about mistakes.

But if Xing Jiabao really thinks about his mistakes, unless he is possessed by a ghost.When he was half asleep and half awake, he only felt dry and hot all over his body. He thought of Du Jiu's lazy appearance on the bed, and his tailbone was even numb, so he put his hand into his trousers and rolled it up in front of the ancestral tablet. Come on.

Even when he heard the sound of the door opening, he didn't bother to deal with it, and he didn't pay for the debts of his ancestors, let alone other people?

Unexpectedly, I heard a voice that seemed familiar: "Uh? Jiabao..."

Xing Jiabao sat up and took a look, amused, looked at Xia Minghua and asked, "Why did you come here?"

While he was talking, the movement of his hands still didn't stop, Xia Minghua turned his face away uncomfortably: "My uncle and I came to the dinner party, and the housekeeper said you were back, but he couldn't see you, so you must be locked in the locker room again." Here it is, so let’s take a look.”

"Oh, you are still smart, can you take me out?"

"Yes, yes, but..."

Xing Jiabao immediately interrupted him: "Thank you, I'll leave after I've done this."

Xia Minghua: "..."

Fortunately, most of the people in the main house gathered in the banquet hall, so Xing Jiabao took advantage of the cover of night and slipped out of the gate like a thief.The garage was guarded, so he didn't dare to pick up the car. Xia Minghua offered to give him a ride, and finally left this mansion in the middle of the mountain where there was no village or shop before.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit awkward, Xing Jiabao cheekily asked about Xia Minghua's recent situation, the other party replied lukewarmly, and never said a word that had nothing to do with the question.When the car drove into the urban area and was waiting for a red light, Xia Minghua suddenly turned his head and asked, "Is he really that good?"

Xing Jiabao scratched his bristling short hair: "It's pretty good...anyway, it's pleasing to my eyes."

"What about me? You don't like me now?"

Xing Jiabao was in pain, Xia Minghua helped him just now, and he couldn't lose face, so it took him a long time to choke out a sentence: "You are also very good."

"Why do I feel like a fool?" Xia Minghua's hands holding the steering wheel trembled slightly, trying to suppress his emotions: "Obviously you were the one who stalked me back then, but I just had a showdown with my family and came out. You disappeared without a word, and later I heard about you abroad, and I even gave up my studies in order to come back to see you, what am I not a fool?"

Xing Jiabao was speechless, I've already said the three words "sorry", and it doesn't make any sense to say anything else.

After a while, Xia Minghua controlled his emotions and said, "I left my luggage at your house last time, so I'll go get it along the way."

Xing Jiabao quickly agreed, and sat on a needle blanket all the way to the parking lot.

He was actually not willing to let Xia Minghua in, but it was unreasonable to keep him out, so he could only bite the bullet and lead him into the villa.He was thinking about how to explain it to Du Jiu, but when Du Jiu saw him, he kicked Zheng Shuang with the same force as the last time he kicked Zheng Shuang, and kicked him directly from the entrance to the sofa and coffee table in the living room superior.When Xing Jiabao fell, he crushed the four-legged pear wood coffee table.

The rest of the people were surprised, even Xing Jiabao himself was surprised. Although Du Jiu often kicked him like a football, he never kicked him with the force of a shot.

"How can you beat people indiscriminately!" Xia Minghua ran over to help Xing Jiabao.

The fat mother also quickly persuaded: "Jiu Ye, if you have something to say, just talk about it."

Du Jiu neither uttered a word nor expressed any expression, and just stared at Xing Jiabao coldly.

Xing Jiabao was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe smoothly, and it took him a while to catch his breath. He broke away from Xia Minghua's hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you take your luggage and go first."

"But..." Xia Minghua glanced at Du Jiu, always feeling that there was a big trouble.

Of course, Xing Jiabao also felt this way, so he hurriedly put aside his external worries, and then calmed down his internal troubles: "Hurry up, it's none of your business here."

Xia Minghua carried the luggage and left, his eyes were full of deep-seated hatred when he left, but Xing Jiabao couldn't care so much, he pushed the fat mother away, enduring the throbbing pain in his chest and began to pretend to be his grandson.

"Hey, my ninth master, you are not tired from standing, first sit down and have a cup of tea to calm down."

Du Jiu couldn't get rid of the anger that he had been holding for two days. Xing Jiabao just promised not to lie to him that night, so he turned around and drugged him. When he woke up at noon, his whole body was sore as if he had been run over by a car. , the back court is hot, and sticky semen will flow out when you move.

Who would die of anger if this matter changed, but the culprit was still missing, and he brought his old lover with him when he returned home, and he would feel sorry for himself if he didn't clean up.Du Jiu was so angry that he even bothered to get the cane, so he picked up the broom and hit Xing Jiabao. After two hits, he felt uncomfortable, so he broke the broom head, and continued to beat with the wooden pole.

After Xing Jiabao was hit twice, he knew that something was wrong. His back was so painful that his bones were almost broken, so his grandson stopped pretending and ran around the room like a monkey with his head in his arms.What he did was undoubtedly enraged Du Jiu, and he hit harder, smashing the floor lamp to pieces with one blow.

"Jiuye, Jiuye..." Xing Jiabao was about to cry, begging for mercy while dodging: "Hey, I was wrong, I was wrong, Jiuye, please be merciful, it doesn't matter if you kill me, it won't pay off if you are tired... ...Ah, it hurts like hell!"

Du Jiu couldn't listen, and treated him like a drum that could run and move, chasing him and beating hard.

Xing Jiabao was hit on the calf, fell to the carpet, and hurriedly crawled to the back of the glass fish tank.How angry was Du Jiu? He kicked down the fish tank and the cabinet where the fish tank was placed. Broken glass, tropical fish, artificial coral and citrine stones fell all over the ground. The splashed water made Xing Jiabao's butt soaked.

If this continues, his life will be lost, Xing Jiabao rushed forward and put his arms around his waist: "Master Ninth! Calm down..."

With this pounce, he tore off Du Jiu's bathrobe by the way, revealing his hickey-covered chest, which was red and purple, and there were obvious bite marks on the areola.Xing Jiabao was dumbfounded when he saw it, he raised his head and stared at those marks with wide eyes, as if he didn't feel any pain, he didn't respond to the pole hitting his shoulder or back.

He obviously only ate a few mouthfuls of Du Jiu, then these, these...

Xing Jiabao would rather have something wrong with his eyes, he didn't care, he yanked the bathrobe on Du Jiu's body like crazy, he just tore off the strap, the more he looked at it, the more shocking he was, even the intimate part of the thigh had tooth marks !

"Jiuye, you... this..." Xing Jiabao couldn't even speak properly.

Du Jiu was furious, and slapped his face away: "Look at what you've done!"

Xing Jiabao covered half of his hot cheeks, half-knelt on the ground in a daze, neither hiding nor running away, trembling twice when he was hit by the pole in extreme pain.

If Du Jiu really wanted to beat him to death, he wouldn't have picked up a broom, and it would have been easier to just break his neck. He let out a bad breath, was tired after beating enough, turned his head and went upstairs as soon as he threw the pole.Xing Jiabao was still kneeling straight, there was no pain in his body, unlike the one who was whipped by the cane, the pain now was deeper and longer lasting, as if spreading from the bones.

After making such a big commotion, how dare the fat mother go far away? After Du Jiu went upstairs, she called out with red eyes, "Second Young Master..."

"Who, who is it?" Xing Jiabao grabbed her hand vigorously and squeezed out the words through his teeth: "Who else came the night I left?"

The fat mother was frightened by his ferocious expression, and mumbled: "Eldest, youngest."

Xing Jiabao yelled, got up and staggered out of the villa.

He rushed directly to the next door to kick the door, but Xing Yaozu was not at home, so no one answered the door until his feet were numb from kicking. Xing Jiabao squatted on the ground and rubbed his face vigorously.After a while, he stood up and limped out of the compound.

He didn't know where he should go, but he didn't want to go home, let alone see Du Jiu.

His own brother had raped someone he liked, and this was caused by himself. He really would rather Du Jiu beat him to death just now, otherwise how would he face such absurd bullshit plot?

The next day.

When Du Jiu learned that Xing Jiabao ran away from home again and didn't return home at night, he felt that it was unnecessary to even get angry, and he was completely disappointed.Du Jiu didn't have high expectations for Xing Jiabao, he loved to be playful, playful, and cautious, and he just wanted to live a peaceful life, but Xing Jiabao touched his back again and again, deceiving, Du Jiu couldn't tolerate shirking responsibility and running away.

In this world, it's not that anyone can't live without someone, and the reason why Du Jiu is still here is because he hasn't been completely disappointed yet.

Although the fat mother didn't say anything, she blamed him in her heart for beating Xing Jiabao away, so her attitude was somewhat alienated.When Xing Yaozu came here for lunch, he also felt the low pressure in the villa, so he asked, "Are you interested in visiting my place?"

Du Jiu was a little hesitant, but the fat mother couldn't believe her ears. You know, no one else has ever entered the villa next door except for the decoration workers. He came here.

"Come on, I won't let you go in vain." Xing Yaozu stood up first.

Du Jiu exhaled, changing the environment is also a good choice when you are depressed.

Xing Yaozu entered three different passwords in a row, opened the door and said, "Welcome."

When Du Jiu walked in, he found that the inside was quite different from ordinary houses. There was no layout, and the space was completely open.Smooth marble floors, white walls, no extra decorations, except for a wicker chair on the first floor, there are scattered human sculptures around.

The sizes and materials of these sculptures are different, and the poses are different, giving Du Jiu the illusion of walking into a sculpture museum. It is so strange that someone would arrange their home like this.

"Why do you like collecting such things?"

"Because they are beautiful and quiet, when I am sitting on a chair in a daze or thinking, they will quietly accompany me." Xing Yaozu walked to the simple staircase and said, "You will find the collection on the second floor. more interested."

Half of the second floor is empty, nothing is placed, but the walls are full of large and small knife racks, with all kinds of knives hanging on them, most of which are long swords and samurai swords. There are also oddly shaped and rare short knives.

Xing Yaozu took down a slender dark brown short knife, and introduced to him: "This is a Chinese Miao knife, and it is also the prototype of a Japanese knife. The knife is three feet eight long, and there are two blood grooves and two stripes of wavy nail marks on both sides. Pattern, eight-inch handle, made of animal bone clips."

Du Jiu couldn't even blink his eyes. Anyone who is good at using knives must love knives.

Xing Yaozu handed over the Miao Dao: "You can take a look at it casually, and you can take it away if you like it."

Du Jiu pulled out the blade, squinted his eyes, and scanned the blade millimeter by millimeter. It was perfect, without any scratches or flaws.Holding the knife in both hands, he slashed across the air, feeling as if he could cut off the air, and even shrank his heart.

Even though Du Jiu couldn't see the origin of this knife, he still felt that it was extraordinary: "Did it come from ancient times?"

"The Miao Dao has a long history. It started at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. This sword came from the Ming Dynasty and was remade by General Qi Jiguang." There was a hint of warmth in Xing Yaozu's phoenix eyes.According to the records in ancient books: Qi Jiguang obtained this sword technique and passed it on to his subordinates.

It sounded very powerful, so Du Jiu handed it back to him and continued to study other knives.

"You don't like this one?"

Du Jiu thought what he said just now was a polite remark, but he didn't expect it to be the truth. He shook his head and said, "Very good, but I can't take it."

"why?"

"You don't have to have good things, you are lucky to see them."

"Really..." Xing Yaozu raised the corners of his mouth behind him, stroked the precious five-foot long knife in his hand, and said with deep meaning: "Good things should be fought for, otherwise they will never belong to me .”

After a while, he said again: "Take it, I don't need it, and leaving it here will only waste it."

"No, thank you." Du Jiu flatly refused.

Although Xing Yaozu felt a little regretful, it was not good to force him.

Du Jiu looked at all the knives stored here, walked along the wall, and came to a screen door naturally. He just stretched out his hand to push the door, but was stopped by Xing Yaozu.

"The things inside... are you sure you want to see it?" Xing Yaozu asked.

Du Jiu said wisely: "Then I won't watch it, I should go back."

Xing Yaozu knew that he misunderstood what he meant, so he didn't point it out, he just said: "It's better to let you see it later."

At least until Du Jiu got closer to him, or became his person, so that their relationship would not be affected by the things stored in it.Xing Yaozu hopes that there will be a good beginning between them, because only a good beginning can lead to a good end, and inside this door, there is a dark secret hidden.

It has to be said that Xing Yaozu's thinking was correct, if Du Jiu had been allowed to open the door at that time, there would be no future between them.

When Du Jiu returned home, it was already afternoon, and three hours passed before he knew it.

As soon as he walked to the living room and sat down, the fat mother said to him: "Master Jiu, I have a call for you."

Du Jiu was puzzled. He knew people with five fingers, and even fewer knew him. Who would call home?

"It's a gentleman. He said he wanted to find the second young master's man."

Du Jiu walked to the side hall, picked up the landline phone, and then gave a hello.

"The Xing Jiabao is in my hands..." Zheng Shuang's voice came from the receiver, with an extremely chilling tone.

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【Miao Dao】

This knife is slender, like a seedling, so it is called a seedling knife

An ancient Chinese weapon, it has a slender blade with a total of five feet. It has the characteristics of both swords and guns, and can be used interchangeably with one or both hands.

As early as the Three Kingdoms period, there were five-foot long swords among the items given back to Japan. Later, with the cultural exchange between China and Japan, long swords (long swords in Tang Dynasty were called Tang swords by later generations) were introduced to Japan.In Japan, long swords gradually evolved into today's Japanese swords.In the mid-Ming Dynasty, the Japanese pirates came to invade, and the swords (Japanese swords) used by the Japanese pirates were called Japanese swords by the people at that time.