Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

   Chapter 639 Immortal

   Chapter 639 Immortal

   Such torture, Yan Qingyun refused to let go, no doubt he was suffering enormous pain.

  Why, Yan Zhiyuan has lost his conscience.

   Two lines of tears flowed from Yan Qingyun's eyes. Why didn't he want to die, but every time, he would wake up from a strong suffocation.

   He himself didn't know why, why he just couldn't die.

   Yan Zhiyuan said that he was a monster, and he thought so, but he knew better that he was not. If he was a monster, how could he be unable to move.

   He is still Yan Qingyun, I don't know how long this torture will last, but if God wants to torture him like this, he can only suffer, in endless pain, waiting for the end to come.

   Just these words, he couldn't say it.

  The old servant cleaned up Yan Qingyun, and then he left. Before closing the door, he could still hear his sigh.

   He didn't dare to feed Yan Qingyun. Yan Zhiyuan was eccentric and gloomy. Yan Qingyun could have boiled it.

  The house was quiet.

   Not long after, there was a sound from the window.

   Soon, Su Xiaolu and Su Chong came in.

   They were also surprised to see that Yan Qingyun was still alive.

  Su Chong asked in a low voice, "Xiaolu, it's a little strange."

  Su Xiaolu nodded, it was indeed a little strange, Yan Zhiyuan was so ruthless, it stands to reason that Yan Qingyun could not have any way to survive.

   What went wrong?

  Su Xiaolu sat down beside the bed and gave Yan Qingyun a pulse.

   Yan Qingyun shook his head desperately, don't save him—

   Even so, he didn't want to be rescued.

  Su Xiaolu looked at Yan Qingyun's shaking head with a very small arc, and she said lightly: "Don't want to live anymore?"

   Yan Qingyun nodded with difficulty.

   "Your pulse is very strange, and the internal organs are in a state of exhaustion. Logically speaking, such a body should be dead."

  Su Xiaolu put his hand away, Yan Qingyun's pulse was completely the pulse of a dead person, and his internal organs were broken into a sieve. Even her, it was impossible for Yan Qingyun to speak a word.

  Elixir, elixir is useless to Yan Qingyun, his body is full of loopholes and can't be raised.

   But what is supporting Yan Qingyun so that he can't stop breathing, Su Xiaolu thinks it should be the mind.

   Yan Qingyun's own thoughts, now that the aura is revived, anything that is powerful at a certain moment may obtain unexpected things.

   "Do you still have any wishes?"

  Su Xiaolu looked at Yan Qingyun and asked in a low voice.

   Yan Qingyun's eyes dimmed for a while, what can he wish for, nothing more than—

   His eyes changed, everything suddenly became clear, it was like this, it was like this, but who could solve his puzzles.

   Who can tell him the answer he wants to know.

   Yan Qingyun suddenly remembered what the little servant reported that day, that little Taoist priest, but Yan Zhiyuan had already driven him away.

   What should he do?

   Su Xiaolu and Su Chong finished watching Yan Qingyun and left, Su Chong went home, Su Xiaolu hadn't gone back yet, she went to see Yan Zhiyuan.

   Yan Zhiyuan was so frightened that he didn't sleep at the moment, walking back and forth in the room.

   His face was pale, and he walked outside the main courtyard and turned back several times, as if there were ghosts in the main courtyard.

   He didn't dare to go in.

   In the second half of the night, all the servants were called for interrogation. Whoever dared to cover up and not tell them, sold them directly.

   Under pressure, someone named the old servant who served Yan Qingyun, saying that he seemed to have fed the eldest master something when he saw him.

  The old servant immediately knelt down and asked Yan Zhiyuan to spare his life. Yan Zhiyuan asked sharply: "Old man, do you think you gave him something good to eat?"

   "Master, spare your life, the villain dare not, the villain has none, the villain has only fed the eldest master twice, and nothing else."

   The few times he fed him, he didn't feed a lot, just a little.

   That little bit of water is useless at all. It is definitely not him that Yan Qingyun can endure for so long.

   The reason for feeding that little water.

   Yan Zhiyuan was angry: "You dare to disobey my order, come here, and sell this old thing."

  Whether it was a little water or something, all he needed was a reason to vent.

  This old servant has been following Yan Qingyun for many years. Every time he gets scolded, this old man looks at him and is very shrewd.

   In order not to let him go out and talk nonsense, Yan Zhiyuan ordered again: "Give him a bowl of dumb medicine, such a thing that violates the yang and the yin, so that he will not go out and talk about the root of his tongue."

   The old servant was disheartened, and he knew that this calamity could not be avoided.

   Yan Zhiyuan will find him to settle accounts sooner or later, but it just happens to be today.

   He broke free, pointed at Yan Zhiyuan and scolded: "You disrespectful beast, you will have retribution. What you do to the eldest master is watched by God, just wait and see."

   "The matter of beating your own father and murdering your father will sooner or later be known to the world, and you will bear the scorn of your descendants for ever and ever. Even if you die, you will be nailed to the pillar of shame and whipped by later generations..."

  The old servant also gave up, and he couldn't escape anyway, so it's better to have a good time before dying.

   He learned from Yan Zhiyuan, but he was only a servant, and when Yan Zhiyuan gave an order, someone squeezed his chin and poured dumb medicine.

   He could no longer speak.

   But it doesn't matter, he never thought about life, and desperate for his old life, he would also leave a psychological shadow on Yan Zhiyuan.

The old servant broke free, rushed to the pillar under the porch and hit his head with blood. He pointed at Yan Zhiyuan and cursed fiercely: "You immoral beast, I curse you, you will never get out of your father's shadow in your life, In the future, if you dream back at midnight, you will not be at peace!"

   The old servant was already old and could not live for long. Today, he hit a pillar by himself and was given a dumb medicine. After he finished cursing, he died soon.

  The blood was meandering on the ground, which was very frightening.

  Everyone bowed their heads and didn't dare to let out the air, fearing that they might offend Yan Zhiyuan at this time.

The action of the old servant made Yan Zhiyuan very angry, and he gave an order: "Drag this old thing to the mass grave to feed the dogs!"

   Yan Zhiyuan was brutal and no one dared to protest.

After    disposed of the servant, Yan Zhiyuan still could not relieve his anger.

   In the next two days, people came to visit Yan Qingyun one after another, but they were all declined by him.

  Yan Zhiyuan also took leave. He panicked to death and waited outside the courtyard. When the servants came out of the main courtyard, he frowned and asked, "How is it, how is my father?"

   Now Yan Zhiyuan doesn't dare to see Yan Qingyun at all, so these two days, the servants go in to see if Yan Qingyun is dead, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat or drink.

   The servant lowered his head and replied, "Master Hui, the eldest master is still alive."

   Yan Qingyun is indeed still alive, even if he still hasn't changed at all, his tone cannot be broken.

   (end of this chapter)