Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family Chapter 639 - 639 Undying

Chapter 639 - 639 Undying

639 Undying

Yan Qingyun refused to let go even after such torture. He was undoubtedly enduring immense pain.

Yan Zhiyuan had already lost his conscience.

Two streams of tears flowed from Yan Qingyun’s eyes. He also wanted to die, but every time, he would wake up from the intense suffocation.

He didn’t know why he couldn’t die.

When Yan Zhiyuan said that he was a monster, he also thought that he was. But he knew that he was not. If he was a monster, why couldn’t he move?

He was still Yan Qingyun. He didn’t know how long this torture would last, but if the heavens wanted to torture him like this, he could only endure it and wait for the end in endless pain.

However, he could not say these words out loud.

The old servant tidied up Yan Qingyun and left. Before he closed the door, he could still hear his sigh.

He did not dare to feed Yan Qingyun. Yan Zhiyuan had a strange and malicious personality, and Yan Qingyun could endure it. If he ate something and did not die, even the servants would not be able to withstand Yan Zhiyuan’s anger.

The room fell silent.

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

Soon, Su Xiaolu and Su Chong came in.

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

Su Chong asked softly, “Xiaolu, it’s a little strange.”

Su Xiaolu nodded. It was indeed a little strange. Yan Zhiyuan was so ruthless. Logically speaking, Yan Qingyun should not have any chance of survival.

What went wrong?

Su Xiaolu sat down by the bed and took Yan Qingyun’s pulse.

Yan Qingyun shook his head desperately. Don’t save him…

Even so, he did not want to be saved.

Su Xiaolu watched as Yan Qingyun shook his head very slightly. She said calmly, “Do you want to die?”

Yan Qingyun nodded with difficulty.

“Your pulse is very strange. Your internal organs are in a state of failure. Logically speaking, such a body should be dead.”

Su Xiaolu retracted her hand. Yan Qingyun’s pulse was like that of a dead person. His internal organs were broken like a sieve. Even she could not let Yan Qingyun speak.

Divine medicines were useless to Yan Qingyun. His body was full of holes and couldn’t be fixed anymore.

However, Su Xiaolu felt that it should be a strong will that was keeping him alive.

Yan Qingyun’s own will. Now that the spiritual energy had recovered, anything that was powerful at a certain moment might obtain something unexpected.

“Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?”

Su Xiaolu looked at Yan Qingyun and asked softly.

Yan Qingyun’s eyes dimmed. What wish could he have? It was nothing more than—

His gaze changed and everything became clear. So that was how it was. So that was how it was. But who could answer his doubts?

Who could tell him the answer he wanted to know?

Yan Qingyun suddenly recalled what the manservant had reported that day. That young Daoist priest. But Yan Zhiyuan had already chased him away.

What should he do?

Su Xiaolu and Su Chong left after seeing Yan Qingyun. Su Chong went home, but Su Xiaolu had not gone back yet. She went to see Yan Zhiyuan.

Yan Zhiyuan was scared out of his wits. He was still awake, pacing back and forth in the room.

His face was a little pale. He walked out of the main courtyard several times before turning back, as if there was a ghost in the main courtyard.

He did not dare to go in.

In the latter half of the night, he called all the servants over for interrogation. If anyone dared to lie, he would sell them off.

After being interrogated, someone mentioned the old servant who served Yan Qingyun and said that he seemed to have fed him something.

The old servant immediately knelt down and begged Yan Zhiyuan for mercy. Yan Zhiyuan asked sharply, “Old thing, did you give him something good to eat?”

“Master, please spare my life. I wouldn’t dare. I didn’t. I only fed him water twice. There’s nothing else.”

The few times he fed him water, he did not feed him much. It was just a little.

That little bit of water was useless. The reason why Yan Qingyun could last so long was

Definitely not because of the water.

Yan Zhiyuan was enraged. “How dare you disobey my order! Someone, sell this traitorous old thing!”

No matter if he was fed some water or something, all he needed was a reason to vent.

This old servant had followed Yan Qingyun for many years. Every time he was scolded, this old thing would watch. He was very shrewd.

Yan Zhiyuan gave another order in order not to let him go out and talk nonsense. “Give him a bowl of mute medicine, so that he won’t gossip when he goes out.”

The old servant was disheartened. He knew that this calamity could not be avoided.

Yan Zhiyuan would settle the score with him sooner or later, and today was the day.

He broke free from the shackles and pointed at Yan Zhiyuan as he scolded, “You inhumane beast, you will get your retribution. G.o.d is watching what you did to Master. Just wait and see.”

“Sooner or later, the world will know that you abused your biological father and killed him. For thousands of years, you will bear the disdain of your descendants. Even if you die, you will be nailed to the pillar of shame and whipped by future generations…”

The old servant went all out. Since he couldn’t escape, he might as well have a good time before he died.

He had learned from Yan Zhiyuan, but he was just a servant. The moment Yan Zhiyuan gave the order, someone pinched his chin and poured the medicine into his mouth.

He could no longer speak.

But it didn’t matter. He had never thought about living. He would risk his life to leave a psychological shadow on Yan Zhiyuan.

The old servant broke free from the shackles and rushed to the pillar under the corridor. His head was bleeding. He pointed at Yan Zhiyuan and cursed fiercely, “You unfilial beast, I curse you, you will never be able to walk out of your father’s shadow. You will never have peace in the future!”

The old servant was already old and couldn’t live for long. Today, he had b.u.mped into a pillar and was drugged with mute medicine. After cursing, he quickly died.

The blood snaking on the ground was extremely shocking.

The servants lowered their heads and did not even dare to breathe loudly for fear of offending Yan Zhiyuan.

The old servant’s action infuriated Yan Zhiyuan. He ordered fiercely, “Drag this old thing to the ma.s.s grave and feed him to the dogs!”

Yan Zhiyuan was so violent that no one dared to protest.

Yan Zhiyuan still could not vent his anger after dealing with the servants.

In the next two days, people came to visit Yan Qingyun one after another, but he rejected them all.

Yan Zhiyuan had also applied for leave. He was extremely fl.u.s.tered and waited outside the courtyard. When the people came out of the main courtyard, he frowned and asked, “How is my father?”

Yan Zhiyuan did not dare to visit Yan Qingyun at all, so the servants had been going in to see if Yan Qingyun was dead for the past two days. They did not care if he ate or drank anything.

The servant lowered his head and replied, “Master, Old Master is still alive.”

Yan Qingyun was indeed still alive. Even if he hadn’t changed at all, he still couldn’t stop breathing.