Ling house

Book Title: Ling House

Author: Nanjiang Xuan

introduction:

A phone call brought back Ling Hao who was far away in Shanghai. Looking at the old rich family in front of him, Ling Hao's eyes were gloomy.

There are white funeral papers floating on the rich gate, who died?

How many dirty past events are hidden in the huge Ling's house?

The first seven soul nights of the young master of the Ling family, revenge with revenge, revenge with resentment...

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The cold aura was entwined around Ling Hao, and Ling Hao was on the verge of collapse, "I didn't kill you!! Why are you pestering me... You pervert, pervert!!!"

Author's tags: Thriller, suspense, love, sadomasochism, love

The door of the Ling family was closed tightly, and the two white papers on the Zhumen door stood out in the dark.Occasionally, passers-by pass through the rich gates, and they don't forget to sigh the last sentence, what a crime!

seven days ago.

Ling Hao looked at the word "Ling Zhai" displayed on the phone in surprise, and the black old house in his memory came to mind, and he was inexplicably blocked.

Putting down the phone, Ling Hao's face was not good-looking, and he packed his luggage angrily. If the old man Ling hadn't threatened to cut off his fee, he wouldn't even look at the door of Ling's house.

five days ago.

Ling Hao stood in front of the vermilion gate of the Ling mansion. He looked at the brand-new white paper on the vermilion gate, and recalled in his mind the angry roar of Mr. Ling on the phone. His body and complexion have not been very good. Could it be that he passed away?Although Ling Hao stopped calling Mr. Ling father when he left home at the age of 15, after all, blood is thicker than water. Before Ling Hao was 15, Mr. Ling loved him as a treasure. It's really not sad, it's a lie.

Standing in front of Zhumen, Ling Hao took a deep breath and pushed the Zhumen away with his white gloved hands.

"Hiss—" The old Zhumen trembled, made a strange sound of saws tearing, and opened.

Ling Hao was startled, and looked at the door angrily. The rich door is really old, rotten to the inside.Ling Hao stepped across the threshold, turned around and kicked the wealthy family a few times as if to vent his anger.The vulgar door should have disappeared after the abolition of braids in the Qing Dynasty, even Ling's house... as well!

Ling Hao lifted his foot and walked into Ling's house buried in the shadows, "Ghostly!" The elderly blue tiles and red walls stared at Ling Hao indifferently, listening to Ling Hao's cursing, gusts of cold wind swirled.

An old man in gray linen clothes trotted towards him, with an honest face, approaching, Ling Hao recognized him, he raised his head, and called, "Uncle Zhong, long time no see." The old man's name was Zhongzi, who was trafficked by a child , signed the deed of selling himself and entered Ling's house. It was half a century ago. Zhongzi had been Mr. Ling's personal attendant, and he could be honest. Do some physical work in the backyard, be honest and honest.

Zhongzi trotted to Ling Hao's side, took Ling Hao's suitcase with his hand, and said with a smile on his face, "Third young master, you are here, the master will miss you."

Ling Hao is noncommittal, they are a big family, they are always inferior to animals, Mr. Ling is, and so is he.

Ling Hao followed Zhongzi, walked through the main courtyard, and came to the Nanyuan where Ling Zhai's family lived. The journey was full of familiar scenery in memory, but unfortunately, the people who saw the scenery were no longer the same. Occasionally, they met a few strange girls and boys. , all walking in a hurry, but still curious about the uninvited guest in their eyes, it should be the newly recruited servant after he left.

"Crack——" After a while, the old-fashioned old lock hanging on the carved wooden door was opened. The small courtyard that had been silent for four years once again ushered in life. The wooden door raised a layer of dust and danced in the sun. It was so unpleasant .

"Since the third young master left, the master has sealed this place, and everything is as it was when you left..."

Ling Hao frowned, what did he mean by that?Does it mean that old man Ling still cares about him?What a joke.

The Ling family is a wealthy local family in decline. A lean camel is bigger than a horse. The influence of the Ling family in the town is still one of the best. Almost a quarter of the town's residents are contractors of the land under the Ling family. Landlord and peasant uprisings abound these days, and it is not easy to be a landlord. With the coordination of the two parties, a treaty that both parties can accept... It is a pity that Ling Hao, influenced by Shanghai's advanced thinking, has long been against this system that is going to end Very annoying, he is a dandy and at the same time a "thinker", he looks down on his family from above, and hates the dirty blood flowing in his body.

Speaking of the third young master Ling's mother, I believe that most of the townspeople will leave a gentle and beautiful appearance. Everyone is a lady. The third young master's mother's surname is Liu. Known as the Liu family by everyone, the Liu family has a gentle temperament and is a lady of a high standard. The Liu family is also a well-known scholarly family in the small town.Ling Hao felt that such a beautiful woman, married to the young Mr. Ling, was not even as good as putting flowers on cow dung. Mr. Ling was just a standard heartless flower butterfly.Hua Hua married cow dung, and he was such a burden when he was born. The tenderness that was cultivated in the boudoir for many years was worn out after a few years in the Ling family. Dust, what was left was only an empty shell, holding the little Ling Hao and wandering around the huge Ling Mansion.

Before the age of 15, Ling Hao was the carefree son-in-law of Ling's house, enjoying the "love" from Mr. Ling and the Liu family. Although it seems to be Ling Hao's single wish now, the death of the Liu family made this simple big boy feel that he was a child. Knowing his identity, the eldest son of the Ling family?It's worse than bullshit, he's just a poor bastard living under the protection of his mother, and after Liu's death, he's just a little cabbage that his mother loves and his father doesn't love.Mrs. Liu is an intelligent woman. She understands the dirty things in Ling's house, so she single-handedly takes care of Ling Hao's study abroad.It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven is. Four years later, Ling Hao still returned to Ling's house. The difference is that the buried disgusting things began to be brought to the surface. Hehe, didn't you see Ling Zha's fate not long ago?

Ling Hao's room was still the same as it was after he left, but there was a thin layer of dust, and there was a faint musty smell in the air.

Zhongzi put Ling Hao's luggage on the shelf, and the movement raised waves of dust. Ling Hao was choked and coughed, his throat was burning, and tears flowed out habitually. Zhongzi hurriedly took out a cloth and asked Ling Hao to cover his mouth and nose. , and quickly brought a basin of water from the courtyard, and helped Ling Hao out.

"Master, you come out first, wait for me to clean the house and put on new bedding." Ling Hao nodded, Zhong Zi was about to go into the house.

"By the way, Uncle Zhong, who is the mourner at home?" Ling Hao rang the white paper on the rich door of Ling's mansion. Since Mr. Ling is alive and well, who is it?

Zhongzi turned around, "Go back to the third young master, the eldest young master has gone..."

Eldest young master?Ling Hao turned his mind a few times before he remembered such a person, the young master of the Ling family, Ling Bai.

"Mom, who is that beautiful brother?" The boy raised his head innocently and asked the woman who was holding his hand. The woman gave an ugly smile, "Haohao, he is your brother."

"Brother?" The boy suddenly cried with a puzzled look on his face, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." Qing's hand, blowing gently, "Haohao doesn't cry, mom didn't do it on purpose, mom blows it, and the pain is gone." Children are very forgetful, and they burst into laughter after a while, excitedly researching Think of the "brother" I got.

"Brother, my name is Ling Hao, what's your name?" The boy stopped his big brother who looked pretty to him. The big brother was a head taller than him, and he was as thin as a bamboo pole. There was no expression on his beautiful face, and his eyes were empty. The eldest brother glanced at him, and opened his mouth and said, "Bai... Ling--Bai, Ling Bai."

Seeing Ling Bai replied to his own words, the smile on the boy's face became even wider, and the voice of his mother came to his ears, the boy thought for a while, ran to Ling Bai's side quickly, hugged Ling Bai, "I'm leaving, Let's play together next time." Said and ran towards Mrs. Liu.

Looking at the boy's smile, Ling Bai's pupils shrank slightly, and before he could react, he felt a warm embrace, and the boy's words echoed in his ears, shall we?He looked at the boy's leaving figure, his pupils were dim and uncertain, and finally turned into a heinous frenzy, it's us!

Ling Hao doesn't have much memory of Ling Bai. In his memory, Ling Bai is a beautiful guy with a strange personality, annoying like a gutter mouse. Ling Hao doesn't like this brother. To be precise, he hates all his brothers. Annoyed, he is the only one out of the Liu family, and the rest of the brothers and sisters are just incidentals to old man Ling's romantic debts.

Ling Bai's mother was a prostitute, a dirty bastard, and she gave birth to a beautiful and troublesome skin, which made the young Mr. Ling lose his soul. He clamored for true love, true love, and was about to abolish Liu's position as mistress, but It hurts people to fail miserably under the suppression of Mrs. Ling. Why did Liu lick his face and stick it upside down when he did this, trying to lock the man's radish heart?Mr. Ling is hiding in the outer golden house, and illegitimate children are everywhere, she doesn't care, she packs up her broken heart, Liu's life is dedicated to her son Ling Hao, and she has hope for Ling Zha's wise absence.

But Mr. Ling is really irritating. It's okay to raise a group of beautiful whores outside, and bring back the evil seeds that were scattered. Is this the way to kill their mother's family?From this moment, Mrs. Liu completely gave up. She and her son didn't have the heart to participate in the dirty affairs of the Ling family. Let those bastards fight for the meager property of Ling's house!

A woman as smart as the Liu family will end up in a miserable end in Ling's house. Ling's house... cannibalize people without spit out their bones!

Ling Bai's coffin was parked in the front hall of Ling's house. It was a high-quality red sandalwood coffin, and it was paid with a reward to show his status. The young man's stiff body