Devil reborn

Full of expectations, Liao Jiandong dug out the news of the Mi family's baby from Mi Huai's mouth, and hurriedly explained the affairs of the Liao family before going to Campbell Island.

"...that treasure has been in the hands of the owner for generations, and no one can be sure where he hid it..." After Mi Huai vomited everything she knew, she didn't get any sympathy from her old owner.

He lowered his head slowly, looked at the wound on his chest that was still bleeding, and said intermittently: "...Liao Jiandong...you don't keep your promise...you promised to let me live...you don't keep your promise... .you will die..."

Liao Jiandong looked at him, and said calmly: "Yes, I will die badly, and so will you. We are all murderers, and we must pay him with our lives."

"Ha... ha... the murderer?" Mi Huai coughed up blood, her eyes full of sarcasm, "You are crazy, Luo Chen put a curse on you and made you crazy! I have already seen it, from the moment he died That day, you will be crazy!"

"Yes, I'm crazy. A lunatic doesn't have to keep his word."

"Ha, lunatic, lunatic, you will not achieve your goal, his soul has already gone to hell, everything is your fantasy, fantasy..."

"Shut up!" Liao Jiandong became furious and fired two shots at him again. Seeing that he died, he left without looking back.

Liao Da followed behind his master, not saying a word as usual.But he knew in his heart that what Mi Huai said was right, Master Liao was crazy, and after the funeral many years ago, his spirit began to be abnormal.

Is there really retribution in this world?Could it be that the soul of the late fourth young master is still lingering, and it's enough to disturb the Liao family's peace? !Liao Da didn't dare to think about it any further. There was always a creepy feeling behind him, which made the hair stand on end.

On Cambay Island, faint bones can still be seen in the overgrown grass. They are the residents of the island who died unjustly at the hands of Mi's family, and there may be Mi's family who were burned to death by angry residents.

In the ruins of Mi Zhai, there are overgrown weeds.Stepping in, I found the courtyard where the head of the Mi family once lived, and there were dozens of human skeletons scattered in the courtyard.

The subordinates went over to check and came back to report: "Master Liao, they are not from the island. They are still wearing Taoist robes from Mount Qingcheng, and they died nearly ten years later than the people on the island."

Qingcheng Mountain?Liao Jiandong frowned, he couldn't care about that much, what he was thinking of now was to get the treasure of the Liao family and resurrect his youngest son.

The bedroom of the Patriarch of the Mi family was pitch black after being burned by the fire. The furniture and bed boards were only skeletons, scattered on the ground, but the bluestone slabs on the ground were flat and smooth, without any cracks.

"Push down the wall and pry open all the stone bricks." Liao Jiandong was so anxious that he couldn't wait for the first moment.

"Master Liao, you can't pry it open here." Someone pointed to a ground where the bluestone slabs were extremely hard, as if they had grown on the ground.

Liao Jiandong took a look, "Use bombardment."

"Yes."

With a few bangs, a big hole appeared on the ground, and inside the hole were stone steps winding down, leading directly to the ground.

"Master Liao, why... why don't I take people down first?" Liao asked cautiously.

"No need," Liao Jiandong said indifferently, "you wait up there."

After finishing speaking, he went down to the entrance of the cave in a hurry, turning three times and two times, and walked several dead ends.The traps that Mi's family once set up to guard against intruders have lost most of their effectiveness with the passage of time.The biggest remaining use of them is to make Liao Jiandong feel more irritable.

The arm was scratched by the rusty arrow, and dripping blood fell.The poisonous smoke collected from the forest on the island will not poison people to death, but it is enough to make Liao Jiandong feel depressed.

I don't know how many turns to turn, but what I see is a dark secret room.Liao Jiandong turned on the lighting tool in his hand, but what he saw was a mess.A dull bead rolled down on the ground. It was a big fist, clear and round, and looked a bit extraordinary.

Surrounded by broken jade objects, in the center lies a man about 70 to [-] years old lying on the ground. He looks like a corpse, his eyes that have been dried up have been stared ferociously, and his withered claws are stretched forward, as if he was dying. fighting.

Liao Jiandong's heart sank, and he vaguely had a bad premonition.The premonition screamed, making him even bend down to pick up the only bead that could be called special in the entire space on the ground, his hands trembling slightly.

Panting heavily, he took out a finger bone from his pocket with difficulty—Mi Huai had sworn that the treasures of Mi's family and the bones of the deceased could summon the soul of the deceased back from the underworld and bring them back to life!

All this is just to save Hu Zou's life, but Liao Jiandong regards this as his only hope.

Maybe he himself could see that everything was so absurd, that Mi Huai was just deceiving him, but he himself didn't want to believe it, still holding on to this last hope, he didn't want to believe it...

The beads are round and lifeless lying in the palm of the hand, the finger bones are still pale, and after years of human manipulation, the surface has become a kind of moist and smooth patina, unexpectedly giving birth to two points of cuteness.

Quiet, silent and dark underground chamber, the swaying light hit the man's face, he was already in his forties, still handsome, still tall and steady, exuding the majesty of the superior, but he was no longer young.

A few strands of gorgeous hair grew between his temples, and the vicissitudes of the world were in his eyes. This man in power who has always been steadfast in Shengkang is now huddled in the ground of the deserted island, staring blankly at the things in his hands, vomited blood in despair, and fell unconscious. personnel.

"...Hurry up, take Master Liao up, we'll go back to Sengkang right away!"

"...Master Liao, there is still a dead body here, what do you guys do with it?"

"...At a time like this, don't worry about the mess, just throw it into the sea!"

"...Yes."

Mori Port

It is said that wealth does not last long, and this statement probably has some sour meaning of hatred for the rich, but it is often fulfilled.

Lord Liao, who stomped his feet in Shengkang back then, would have turned the whole Sengkang people on their backs. He had a glorious life, but he failed to end well.Cancer is a thing, no matter whether you have money or not, and whether you have power or not, no one can hide from you when it comes to your door.

Master Liao has been arrogant all his life, and when he is seriously ill, he must resolutely resist the latest so-called chemotherapy in Western medicine-everyone guesses that he is unwilling to linger on the support of the equipment, and would rather just persevere day by day. No matter how much they persuaded or begged, it was useless.

After all, it can't be cured, so it's better to just walk away.

The young master of the Liao family knelt at the door of the ward for a day and a night. The Patriarch of the Liao family didn't even look at him. The second wife fainted from crying, and was disturbed by Master Liao's words, so she was forced to be carried back home.

The four brothers of the Liao family have been loyal all their lives. They knelt down to beg, but they only got one sentence,

"I should have gone long ago. I stole my life. I should have paid back what I owed him."

Before Master Liao left, he had been tormented by illness and his terrain was haggard. He was no longer tall and straight, but his momentum was still there.

He said to his only eldest son: "The Liao family is in your hands, and you will not be able to keep it. The third Liao is probably eager to come back. If you can't fight him, you can wait for death with your mother." .”

It is said that people who are about to die speak kindly, but it is a pity that Liao Jiandong's only kind words in his life were left to the youngest son in his dream, who did not know whether it was true or not until his death.

Before he died, Liao Jiandong insisted on ending Liao Si's life with his own hands, "You are hated by him just like me, so you might as well go with me."

Liao Si didn't struggle much to beg for mercy, he knew who the "he" Master Liao was talking about, maybe he didn't know it before, but as the days went by, he saw the servants and masters who had bullied the Fourth Young Master in Liao's house, dead or wounded. , no one can die well, he has already guessed that he will have such a day.

Liao Jiandong did everything and passed away.

After the young master of the Liao family held a grand funeral for his father, he officially took over the Liao family.He himself was in charge of the family for a while, and he took over such a family business, and he couldn't help but feel a little smug, and gradually he was no longer as depressed as before.

The second wife also endured the bitterness, wiped away her tears, and began to appear in high society social occasions as the mistress of the Liao family, accepting the flattery and flattery of the wives.Everything seems to have been dusted with the death of the previous head of the Liao family.

Until the former third son of the Liao family, Liao Zhenghui's third uncle, made a comeback, bringing with him the power he had accumulated in foreign countries over the past few decades, and caught everyone off guard!

Liao Jiandong strategized all his life, and his final confession before he died was as accurate as a prophecy - if you can't beat your third uncle, just wait and die with your mother.

One is a sheep that has lived in a greenhouse for a long time, and behind him stands a mother who only knows how to fight in the inner house, and the other is a wolf that has been dormant for a long time, and comes aggressively with his own pack of wolves. The Liao family will soon change again!

—————————The dividing line of past life and present life—————————

Liao Jiandong woke up in trance, screamed, and his soul returned to reality.The feeling of helplessness and despair that had been lingering in his heart before he died seemed to have not dissipated, but he was immediately scolded by a familiar voice.

"Liao Jiandong, are you looking for death? Go crazy and get out!" Luo Xianjun was awakened from his meditation by his yell, and his kung fu almost eliminated the error, so angry that he slapped Lie Yanjue.

Liao Jiandong unhurriedly picked up the spirit water formula to extinguish the flames, and smiled apologetically, "Si Er, it was Dad who made a mistake. When we practice tonight, Dad doesn't want your spiritual power, so it's an apology?"

The implication is that Liao Jiandong is willing to make a free cauldron for the double break in the evening, and he can take whatever he wants.

"I told you that you are not my father, and we are not related by blood." Luo Chen snorted coldly, satisfied with the benefits offered by the other party, and stopped attacking.

Now both of them are in the foundation building stage, and their cultivation bases are comparable, even if they fight, they will only lose to both sides, and it is not worthwhile.

Of course I know that the two of us are not related by blood, otherwise we would not have changed our fate in the previous life and still ended up unhappily, but it is better not to be related by blood... Liao Jiandong muttered in his heart.

Now he himself is not sure whether it is a dream or his previous life, he only thinks that it is God's blessing to see Luo Chen at a glance when he wakes up, and immediately takes out something that was originally reserved to play a "function" at a critical moment Passing it over, the meaning of flattery is not obvious, but it still has the same effect.

"Look, daddy found this in one of his mines."

"I told you that you are not my father..." Luo Chen's dissatisfied words dissipated in his throat immediately after a certain high-quality spirit stone appeared in front of his eyes.

He picked up the spirit stone in the man's hand, looked left and right, and asked impatiently, "How much is the output?"

Seeing that he liked it, Liao Jiandong immediately smiled very gently and said, "At present, two mining areas have discovered this kind of spirit stone, and the output is enough to satisfy you. How about I transfer one of the spirit stone mines to your name later?"

"Hmph, you are generous." Luo Xianjun satirized him as usual, but his expression relaxed.

Look, even for Si'er who is addicted to cultivation, as long as he finds the right method, he can please him.

Liao Jiandong took out a few special spirit stones with different attributes from the storage bag and put them in Luo Chen's hands, watching him play with a smile, feeling soft in his heart.