After I died, the murderer came to my house

Chapter 222

Chapter 0222 – Ye Yongcai’s End!!

Around noon.

Ye Yongcai had already returned to Goose City from the magic capital and returned to Zhengyang Temple.

This is the hottest time of the day, when the sun is shining and the breeze is like a heat wave.

Although the weather was hot, Ye Yongcai, who was wearing thick cotton clothes, felt extremely cold, as if he was in a cave of nine ice.

Pain, hesitation, despair, depression…

All kinds of negative emotions, like countless arrows, pass through the heart over and over again.

The plain courtyard, the loess walls, the old and dilapidated thatched houses, next to a large tree with a thick bucket, there is an old well, and there are still a few barrels next to the old well.

“Master, I… I am back. ”

A trembling voice came from Ye Yongcai’s mouth, and his body in thick cotton clothes was also trembling slightly.

In the quiet courtyard, there was no response, only the sound of the breeze blowing through the treetops.

With a squeak, Zhi Yong pushed open the door of the thatched house.

Although the inside of the room is old, it is well kept.

On the earthen kang covered with a cool mat, an old man with gray hair sat on it.

His wrinkled face was slightly kind, with a hint of blush, his eyes were slightly closed, and the whole person was motionless.

“Master.”

Ye Yongcai, who came to the room, called softly.

However, the Sanyuan Daoist sitting on the earthen kang was still motionless.

If you look closely, you can find that the old man has lost his breath.

Sensing that his master seemed to have feathered, Ye Yongcai, the whole person was stunned.

“Division… Master. ”

He trembled and reached under the old man’s nose.

He was not mistaken, the master had really feathered.

The whole person froze for a full half a minute, and suddenly Ye Yongcai laughed, as if he remembered the interesting things he experienced when he was with Master before.

He smiled, his eyes reddened, and his mouth trembled and muttered.

“Master, apprentice… The apprentice will come with you soon… Let’s hit the road together…”

Ye Yongcai walked out of the house, found a shovel in the old thatched hut on the side, and began digging in the yard.

He was digging a grave for Master, and he was digging a grave for himself.

Now he is cursed and will not live for a few days.

Instead of dying in endless pain, it is better to cut yourself off.

If he could do it all over again, he would definitely not go to Jiangcheng to manage the affairs of the Anning villa area.

Unfortunately, life cannot be repeated, and everything seems to be doomed from the moment he accepts the commission of Jiangtai Group.

Ye Yongcai committed suicide and followed his master on the road.

It was already dark, a full moon hung high in the sky, and the stars blinked.

Jiangcheng.

Inside a high-end luxury top-of-the-line apartment.

Jiang Tianchen, who had finished washing, was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night for him.

Tomorrow is the day of Mason’s burning at the stake.

Several high-ranking members of the Jiangtai Group, as well as his father Jiang Guangyao, will die in the endless flames of the Mason Hotel.

Although he was extremely devout to God, Jiang Guangyao was his father after all, and the thought that his father would die tomorrow because of the judgment made him feel very uncomfortable.

Jiang Tianchen picked up his mobile phone several times and wanted to call his father, but in the end, he held back.

He looked at the full moon outside and muttered, “God, please forgive the infidelity in my heart for a second, and all those who blaspheme you will go to hell.”

Lay down on the bed, cover the quilt, and put the mobile phone on the bedside table next to it.

Jiang Tianchen was going to sleep.

His prayer came out of his mouth: “Now I will lie down and sleep, please God protect my soul, and if I die before I wake up, please God take my soul with me.” ”