Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

From the once high-and-mighty young master of the Dali Temple, to now neither a human nor a ghost, he had completely fallen into the mire. The long-accumulated resentment in his heart had made Wei Shimu somewhat mentally abnormal.

He came to take care of Jiang Qiu Shui, but was only willing to put in the effort to keep things looking good.

There was nothing unusual anywhere he could see. As for the corners beneath his body and the bed, they wouldn't move at all. Anyway, Luo Chengdong had to go to work now, so he was in a hurry every day.

At most, he would just take a quick glance at her, and as long as he saw that Jiang Qiu Shui was still alive, he would no longer pay attention to her.

In this way, Wei Shimu has a lot of room to play.

Normally, he would try to give Jiang Qiushui as little water and food as possible. This way, Jiang Qiushui's excretion would be much less, and Wei Shimu would usually just clean up the mess before Luo Chengdong returned.

Then there was Wei Shimu's kindness from time to time, and he would take the initiative to try to help Jiang Qiushui "draw the sword." It must be said that Wei Shimu was a decent-sized man now, and had done farm work for a while.

He is much stronger than those doctors.

With his continuous efforts, the sword would move occasionally, but he couldn't pull it out.

It is conceivable how much suffering Jiang Qiu Shui had to endure.

When the pain became unbearable, Jiang Qiu Shui wished she could just die like her mother.

But she was lucky enough to be lucky enough not to die even in this situation.

I feel a little reluctant to let her cut herself apart.

Every night when she couldn't sleep because of the pain, she would stare with wide eyes and wonder what sins she had committed in her two lifetimes to deserve to suffer such a pain that no one else had ever endured.

After being taken care of by Wei Shimu for a period of time, Jiang Qiu Shui developed bedsores on his back and buttocks. They were all rotten and stuck together with the bloody sores on his back.

This tragic scene was so tragic that even Lu Liluo came to see it twice and exclaimed that it was too tragic.

The progress bar for the "Crush Jiang Qiushui" small world quest had already reached 85%, but she could easily push it to 100%.

Now that I see such a tragic situation, I kindly decide to wait a little longer.

Didn't Jiang Qiushui know what sins she had committed in her past two lives? Lu Liluo thought, maybe if she could hold on for a few more days, she would be able to figure it out?!

Then wouldn't she have done great deeds?

In some ways, waiting is a fascinating thing.

Luo Chengdong, who lived only across the wall, didn't notice all of this, either because he was too busy or careless.

One morning, Luo Chengdong woke up and felt something crawling on his lips. He caught it and saw it was a white fleshworm. After careful identification, he realized it was...

"Ah ah ah ah ah"

Luo Chengdong suddenly let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

The concubines in the east room rolled their eyes and covered their ears together: "Here it comes again!" Almost every day, there would be a few such shouts coming from the west room, which really made people uneasy.

But they didn't hear that the person shouting this time was Luo Chengdong.

No wonder Luo Chengdong lost his composure.

Anyone who caught a maggot on their face early in the morning would be devastated.

After Luo Chengdong shouted, he searched carefully under the bed and found more maggots.

How could there be maggots in the room where I sleep?

Luo Chengdong was puzzled. He suppressed his nausea and followed the trail all the way to Jiang Qiushui's body.

Looking at the dense white maggots wriggling under his daughter's body and in her bed, Luo Chengdong screamed, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

After waking up, Luo Chengdong looked everywhere for Wei Shimu to settle the score, only to find that Wei Shimu had disappeared long ago.

"Are you a dead person?"

Luo Chengdong cried and scolded Jiang Qiushui: "Your lower body is rotten like this, and you didn't even tell me. You can't even take care of your own husband!"

Jiang Qiu Shui's lips moved for a long time, but he couldn't utter a word of defense.

Her throat was dry and hoarse, and she hadn't had a sip of water in a long time. Even the last time she ate was about two days ago.

She wanted to say, "You come in and out every day, have you ever looked at me more than once? I want to complain to you, but you have to give me a chance."

It was Luo Chengdong who hurried every time he passed by, as if he had something urgent to do. Wei Shimu, that beast, treated him like this, but Luo Xudong turned a deaf ear to him all day.

He was still her biological father, nothing more than that. After a long time, she gave up.

What's the point of talking about this now?

Jiang Qiushui felt like she was dying. She could feel her life slipping away. And if she continued living like this, she felt she might as well be dead.

Maybe she could wear it again after she died.

This time, she decided to return to her own little world. This little world of female dominance was too scary, and she would never come back.

Lu Liluo: You think it's really beautiful~

She didn't want Jiang Qiu Shui to cross over again. What if the task given to her by the Quick Crossing Bureau was considered a failure?

So within two days, Lu Liluo made time and visited the Jiang family again.

Jiang Qiu Shui in front of him was already dying. He looked skinny and withered, like a dried-up person, with no moisture left. He was pierced by a sword and was lying on the bed.

After Wei Shimu ran away, Luo Chengdong still had to work to make a living, so he could only let Jiang Qiu Shui continue to lie there.

Only after coming home from work every day would he give Jiang Qiu Shui a sip of water to barely keep her from dying of thirst.

As for the maggot-infested sore beneath his body, he could only let it ache and rot. After all, the sword was blocking it, so he couldn't heal it.

Luo Chengdong sprinkled medicine powder in his house to prevent the maggots from crawling over.

At this time, Jiang Qiu Shui was rarely sober.

Luo Chengdong, who was next door, was snoring like thunder. Lu Liluo set up a barrier around him, which not only blocked out the sound but also separated the filth and white creatures in the room.

Jiang Qiu Shui stared at Lu Liluo doing all this with wide eyes.

Her mind raced through the events of this life, and she felt a surge of strength coming from nowhere. She struggled to speak in a weak voice:

"You are... the Emperor?"

Lu Liluo nodded.

She was wearing a dragon robe at the moment, so it wasn't hard to recognize her identity: "It's me!"

At this point, Jiang Qiushui felt that the mystery in his heart had been completely revealed: "You... are also... a person who has been reborn..."

Lu Liluo nodded.

She had no interest in answering questions for the dying. If anyone misunderstood her, then let them continue to misunderstand her.

"You...are here to kill me..." Jiang Qiushui was puzzled:

"Why……"

Why didn't he kill her right from the start? Why did the king of a country do it himself? Who was that person who stabbed her that day and then disappeared before her eyes...

Unfortunately, Lu Liluo had no interest in explaining all this to her.

Lu Liluo said coldly: "You just need to know that all this is what you deserve."

After saying that, he placed his hand on Jiang Qiu Shui's forehead and tried to use the "Soul Devouring Technique" in the "Soul Refining and Heart Purifying Technique". Immediately, a light suction force emerged from the palm of his hand.