Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 405 She Looks Like a Ghost

"Do you believe in destiny?"

At the Baoxiang Pagoda of the Zhao Mansion, Zhao Shen smiled elegantly.

Su Jiu walked slowly through this spacious room filled with all kinds of weird instruments and compasses, reached out and fiddled with the next brass ruler, looked back and smiled: "I don't believe it. Fortune is determined, life and death are up to me, but if you work hard If you work hard, your luck will not be too bad, and those who work hard will be blessed!"

She looks good when she smiles.

The little deer's eyes are like crescent moons, and the dimples are sweet.

Zhao Shen admired, "Those people locked up in the courtyard are the objects of my observation. I told them that the rice grains stored in the small courtyard are limited, and the one who survives to the end of all of them can leave. You Guess what they did?"

Su Jiu brushed thousands of volumes of books on the wall with his fingertips.

They were all very old books, and she couldn't even read the titles.

She replied lightly: "Cannibalism."

"Yes, cannibalism. Dominated by hunger and fear, they can only kill others to make themselves the last one alive. I have deduced their fate thousands of times in advance, but the ending is just one, death. You Say, am I deducing it right?"

Su Jiu thought about it carefully, and said seriously: "You are not wrong in your deduction. But their original fate changed when you decided to arrest them into the Zhao family. Your deduction later is just a fallacy."

Zhao Shen paused at the tip of his pen.

He had never heard anyone say these words.

He is like an old monk in meditation, caught in self-affirmation and negation.

Su Jiu came up to him and waved his hand in front of him.

The man didn't respond.

"What a weird person..."

She whispered, opened the door and left here.

The sixth floor of the tower is an equally spacious house, the door is not locked, and there is a slight air-conditioning overflowing.

Su Jiu poked his head curiously.

Black gauze curtains covered the windows, and the inside was dark, with an ever-burning lamp faintly eerie.

In front of the ever-burning lamp, there was a huge ice coffin.

Su Jiu saw a man lying inside.

She has a beautiful appearance, quite similar to Zhao Shen.

She was fascinated, and suddenly there was a cold shout behind her:

"What are you doing?!"

Su Jiu hurriedly turned around, Madam Zhao's face was more ugly than ever.

Before she had time to explain, the other party had already rushed over and grabbed her long hair like a savage ordinary woman, "You dare to trespass in this kind of place, Su Jiu, you have eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!"

Su Jiu was slammed to the ground by her.

She rubbed her long hair and saw that the woman was already running towards the ice coffin.

She was lying in front of the ice coffin, her expression was exceptionally gentle, she muttered something in a low voice, it seemed to be comforting, it seemed to be admiration.

Occasionally, she turned her head to look at Su Jiu viciously, and the moment she turned her head again, she turned into tenderness again, and continued to speak in a low voice.

She is like a ghost.

Su Jiu's back felt cool, and he turned and fled to the top of the tower.

Zhao Shen was still deep in thought.

He was probably ill, dripping blood dripped from the tip of his nose onto the paper, and he wiped it away casually, but Runya's bloody face kept on describing and deducing on the paper.

"...It shouldn't be like this, my deduction is correct. How could this be?"

Su Jiu swallowed, picked a corner to stay, and hugged a brass weight ruler tightly like a weapon.

I can't blame her for being afraid, the people in the Zhao family are too weird!

Zhao Shen's blood seemed unstoppable. When Su Jiu noticed, half of the desk was dyed bright red!

But he continued to deduce, muttering words, all of which were words that Su Jiu could not understand.

Just as she was thinking about whether to go and see what he had written, Mrs. Zhao suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

The exquisite and beautiful woman was startled by the blood on the desk.

She suddenly turned to Su Jiu: "What did you do?!"

Su Jiu: "...didn't do anything."

"I didn't do anything to make my Shen'er like this?!" Madam Zhao was so angry that she lost her demeanor for a while, picked up a Zhenshan ruler and went to knock Su Jiu on the head!

Just at this time, Zhao Shen finally woke up from the deduction.

He called out "Mother".

Madam Zhao turned her head, Zhao Shen's face was pale, and he slowly smiled, "I'm fine, don't touch Su Jiu."

After speaking, he passed out due to excessive blood loss.

Mrs. Zhao was distraught, and hurriedly called the government doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment.

There was a mess in the pagoda, Su Jiu huddled in a corner, thinking about whether to run away while the chaos was happening, Madam Zhao stood in front of her expressionlessly.

"Yes...what can you do?"

Su Jiu carefully kept the brass ruler in front of him.

As a mother, you are strong, Mrs. Zhao's eyes are really scary now!

The woman knelt down, pinched her small face and said a word: "I have been working hard for so many years, all for my Shen'er plan. He is not in good health, so he never appears in front of people. You are the only one who has seen him. He is an outsider. If you kill him, I will skin you and tear you apart, so that you can experience the eighteen levels of hell!"

(End of this chapter)