Devil reborn

"Father, I died so badly, can you pay for my life..." The faint and resentful voice appeared in sleep night after night, gradually becoming accustomed to it.

Liao Jiandong lay on the bed at night, closed his eyes, and appeared in his dreams as always.He looked at the young man who was sitting on the ground not far away, looking up at him with a sinister smile, without saying a word.

He walked over frowning, knelt down and pinched the boy's chin, and said coldly, "Luo Chen, what exactly do you want? You're already dead!"

"Dead... Dead..." The young man chuckled with lowered brows, the cowardice and deceitfulness in his brows and eyes were no longer there, and the exquisite beauty that should have been restored.When he was dying, all kinds of horrible scars and blood seemed to have dissipated into the air with the decay of the corpse, leaving only the soul that had left the body and returned to the beauty of the youngest period.

"Yes, I'm dead..." He sighed, looked up at his father, his eyes were full of hatred and malice: "Didn't you kill me yourself? My father."

"What's the matter?" Facing the younger son's questioning, the man's majestic and mature face showed no guilt at all, "You are dead now, so what if you hate me?"

Luo Chen raised the corners of his eyes, with a gesture of contempt and ridicule, contrary to the cowardice he had been in his lifetime, he smiled at Liao Jiandong, and said the most vicious curse in the world with his thin red lips: "Don't be proud, you think your life will be changed!" Is it? Liao Jiandong, you will suffer retribution, and sooner or later, you will regret it."

Liao Jiandong couldn't deny it, and there was no trace of emotion in his smile: "Really? Then let me see what kind of retribution I will suffer after killing my own son."

He will not suffer any retribution, Luo Chen is dead and his fate has been changed, he, Liao Jiandong, will only live a better life, better than everyone else!

"Look at your injury, just wait..." Luo Chen glanced at his waist mockingly, as if to say, this is just the beginning.

"I'm here to watch you, to watch you suffer retribution..." The young man's faint curse floated farther and farther away in his ears, as if faintly coming from the distant sky, vague and impossible to ignore.

A few strands of light projected in through the gaps in the curtains, spread to the big bed, and hit the eyelids of the man on the bed, causing the sleeping man to frown and wake up slowly.

Liao Jiandong lay in a daze on the bed with his eyes open, and the sharp pain in his waist and abdomen made him lose his mind for a short time—one month after Luo Chen died, he was shot for no reason.

It wasn't an intentional assassination hired by someone, it was just two ridiculous small gangs who had a disagreement during the negotiation, suddenly broke out in a street fight, a bullet passed through the crowd, and hit someone in front of a restaurant not far away to discuss business. Master Sengkang Liao who got out of the car was on his waist.

So many bodyguards and drivers who opened the doors were all dodged by this strange bullet, but only Liao Jiandong himself suffered a catastrophe.There was no premeditation, and it was an attack that was completely coincidental. In summary, it can only be said that it was unlucky.

Since then, the two small gangs have disappeared in this land of Sengkang, but Master Liao, who was injured by the gunshot wound, had to stay in bed to recuperate.

The brain unconsciously recalled Luo Chenlin's eyes before he disappeared in the dream, and he was saying, this is just the beginning... Was it really just an accident?

It's been a month since Luo Chen's death, and every night he fell into his dreams, cursing him for a bad death.Those dark and gloomy eyes were looking at him as if floating in the air day and night, and the red lips curled into a sarcastic smile, watching him suffer retribution.

No no, this is just a dream, everything is caused by my own heart!

Liao Jiandong took a deep breath, ignoring the pain in his waist caused by the violent breathing, implying that he forgot everything.Obviously he has successfully changed his fate, Mi Huai's life, death and wealth are all in his hands, it is impossible to lie to him!

"... Judging from the hexagram, Luo Chen's soul has already returned to the underworld, and it is impossible to come back to cause trouble again. Don't worry, Mr. Liao, everything in the dream is illusory, so you don't need to care too much..." Mi Huai vowed guaranteed to the employer.

Then the time flows slowly and slowly...

Liao Jiandong believed Mi Huai's words at first six or seven points, but gradually only three or four points remained, but now he doesn't even believe two points.

Luo Chen still sleeps every night, sometimes returning to his miserable and terrifying appearance before death to scare him, sometimes holding that pretty face and opening his dark eyes, cursing him eeriely, more often he is doing his own thing. He didn't say a word, and didn't give him a look.

Luo Chen was alone in the thick darkness, in a daze, meditating, or holding a book and flipping through it page by page, ignoring Liao Jiandong.

Liao Jiandong had a dream for a long time, and he also knew that unless he woke up, he would never be able to leave this space made up of dreams.

After a long time, this man simply didn't think about it, and most of the time he was just thinking like Luo Chen - except himself, there was only Luo Chen, who didn't know whether it was a dream or a ghost, and he didn't have to be on guard against anyone all the time. You can think about many things in dreams.

What a wonderful dream, a space where you can rest assured to think in a daze.

After a long time, the night seems to have become a special moment. If there is no accident, the head of the Liao family will never miss the time of sleep. I don't know if it is for the safe and secret dream space, or in the end, it is just the one in the dream. people.

"I've wanted to ask for a long time, what are you?" On this day, Liao Jiandong looked at Luo Chen who was flipping through the book silently as always, and asked suddenly.

Without raising his head, Luo Chen turned the pages of the book and said calmly, "Who knows? Maybe it's an unwilling ghost, or maybe it's just your imagination."

Won't!Luo Chen really exists, it's not his imagination!

Subconsciously, Liao Jiandong refuted the other party's words in his heart. When he thought that this young man who was used to being around him in his sleep was just an absurd imagination, for some reason, he felt a faint feeling of depression in his heart.

That night, driven by some emotion, Liao Jiandong suddenly wanted to talk to this boy whom he had never really understood before his life.

"Why are you always flipping through that book, haven't you finished it for so long?" Liao Jiandong felt that he had asked a very stupid question as soon as the words came out.

Sure enough, Luo Chen closed the book in his hand, raised his eyes to look at him, and there was no sorrow or joy in his eyes: "Are you pretending to be stupid? I can't read, this book doesn't mean anything to me."

In other words, he was just playing around.

Liao Jiandong's heart stopped, and he actually felt some inexplicable guilt. After the young man in front of him no longer bears his selfish and cruel destiny, he simply became his child, or someone who can accompany him in his sleep .

Liao Jiandong began to realize that he couldn't help Luo Chen in his dream.He said with a dry voice:

"Sorry, it's me..."

"Of course it's because of you!" Luo Chen sneered suddenly, interrupting his apology for the first time in his life, "You and Liao Zhengmei, and maybe her damn brother, it's all because of you that I can't go to school, you guys Sooner or later there will be retribution!"

As the young man spoke, his emotions became more and more angry. He looked at Liao Jiandong and said with a sneer: "I will watch you, and watch you suffer in this world."

Liao Jiandong opened his mouth and was about to say something when his eyes lit up and he woke up again, it was another new day.

In the three years after Luo Chen's death, several things happened in Shengkang that were not big, but were not small.First, the young master and the young lady of the Liao family got married successively. One married the young lady of the Fu family from a bank family, and the other married the young master of the Liu family whom the third concubine looked up to.

Then the young lady's original personal girl suddenly became pregnant with the young master's child, who was born a boy, the eldest grandson of the Liao family.This made the young mistress and her natal family Fu's family very angry, and the original unwavering support for the young master was greatly discounted.

Then there is Liao Zhengmei, Miss Liao. Her husband didn't cause any scandals, but she herself had a problem.She was pregnant in October, and there was an inch-long black birthmark on the face of the born child, which was in the shape of a twisted centipede. From a distance, it looked as if someone had scratched it with a knife. The young lady went crazy and couldn't stop Talking about retribution, he came to take revenge.

As for who "he" is, I am afraid that only the Liao family knows clearly.

At night, Liao Jiandong fell into a dream, looking at Luo Chen's delicate and flawless face, feeling inexplicably heartbroken.

"Your face was made by Zhengmei in the past?" That's why Liao Zhengmei's son had an identical birthmark on his face. Is it really retribution?

Luo Chen raised the corners of his eyes and reached out to touch his own face—it was extremely smooth and flawless.He sneered and said, "Ask knowingly, don't you know?"

Liao Jiandong was silent. He did know that there was never anything about the Liao family that could be hidden from him.

"Sorry." After a long time, facing the familiar face that accompanied him in the dream for three years, Liao Jiandong said sorry again for the first time.

He turned a blind eye to his intentional connivance, and also because he once planned to harm Luo Chen.

Luo Chen glanced at him indifferently, "You don't have to apologize, what you owe me, God will get it back for me."

Liao Jiandong was silent, and there was a dull pain in his heart, which made him feel a little heavy breathing. He had never experienced this feeling in his life, but he knew that he was guilty in his heart.

It's ridiculous to say that Liao Jiandong, who has always been heartless, felt guilty for the first time in front of his youngest son who had been with him every night for three years, three years after he hurt Luo Chen.

After waking up, the Patriarch of the Liao Family was still the Patriarch of the Liao Family, with superb means, majesty and indifference. His subordinates obeyed him confidently and did not comment too much on his orders.

He said: "Go to the Maochuan Valley on the outskirts to find a pair of skeletons of a young man."

Liao Dao went there in person with someone, searched for several days and nights, and brought back the bones of a young boy in a box, which was no longer complete after being gnawed by wild beasts.

Liao Jiandong looked at the things in the box, stretched out his hand to touch the pale leg bone with the teeth marks of wild dogs, his eye sockets suddenly swelled, his heart seemed to be stuffed with flour, and he was indescribably depressed.

"Go and pick a cemetery." He wanted to personally bury his youngest son, the boy who had just survived after being killed by him.