Lysander Shen's Serpent Shadow Chapter 2

After seeing the last sight of this world, Lysander Shen relaxed and his eyes suddenly turned black, as if someone had completely covered them with black cloth, leaving no trace of light. At the same time, the heat that had been suppressed in his chest also surged out. His mouth was suddenly filled with warmth and blood was pungent to his nose.

Even though he knew it was his own blood, Lysander Shen felt that the smell was fishy and unpleasant, thinking that his body was so filthy. But he didn't see that the blood he spat out was not ordinary blood, but a mass of black with some red in it. The smell is emitted by those bone-corrosive poisons, mixed with the strong smell of blood, which makes people want to vomit.

The unpleasant pungent smell permeated the small side room, and Mr. Ambrose who was standing by his side felt like his chest was churning.

The housekeeper quickly opened the doors and windows, and while urging the servants to clean the room for the young master, he exited the door and quietly summoned the old servants of the villa to make heavy arrangements for the funeral.

Although Lysander Shen was still breathing weakly after fainting, any old man with a little experience would understand that his young master would not be able to overcome this hurdle.

While Shang Liu is breathing his last breath and his body is still warm, get some clean clothes for him to put on, clean them up, and send him on his way refreshed.

After a day and night of hustle and bustle, the quiet mountain villa in the cold wind fell into another kind of silence in this misty early morning.

White streamers, linen, paper money coffin. All the funeral utensils were transported from the back door of the villa to the courtyard with cautious noises in this bright morning.

Lysander Shen sometimes fell into boundless darkness, and sometimes woke up clearly.

Although he couldn't move, he listened carefully to the whispers and footsteps outside.

He didn't know what was about to greet him. In his brief lucidity, he thought that there might be a legendary bull-headed horse-face carrying a soul-guiding rope to lead him on the road. It's just that his wakefulness was also very short, and he couldn't think of a few thoughts in his mind, and he fell into darkness again.

Just like this, I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a very long time, or it was a very short moment, Lysander Shen vaguely noticed that the world outside the bed curtain suddenly became silent.

It was as if there was no sound of human beings in the pool of eternal night.

Even the sound of wind has disappeared.

I was shocked and confused, but I didn't have the strength to open my eyes to see.

Lysander Shen lay there, trying hard and anxiously to concentrate and listen to the sound.

Still silent and breathless.

Although Lysander Shen could not open his eyes to see, his heart was clear. At this time, his father would never leave him lying here alone. There would definitely be several servants in the house to take care of him, but he couldn't hear anything, and he couldn't feel any human presence.

It seemed like there was a huge world, and he was the only one left lying here, lingering for breath.

While he was still wondering, another mouthful of blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, sliding down his cheeks and behind his ears. It was warm at first, and then gradually cooled when exposed to the cold air, like a tiny snake, snaking around his neck. climb. No one wiped him, and there was no Elodieservant's exclamation. It was as if the whole world had lost its voice.

The feeling of not being able to find whereabouts made people uneasy, and Lysander Shen was no exception. He held his thin breath, vaguely seeming to be waiting for something.

As if in a dream, Lysander Shen heard slight footsteps. There is something there and nothing there, it seems like illusion and reality, making it difficult for people to tell whether it is a dream or reality. He even couldn't help but guess whether the long-awaited bull-headed horse-face finally showed up, took out the soul-guiding rope, and led him on the road to hell.

But he didn't know that he could delay it until this point in one breath, only because the man in the corner cast a spell.

In this hazy moment, Lysander Shen clearly felt something cold falling on his forehead. The thing seemed soft and hard, wide and cold, covering the entire forehead.

Lysander Shen only felt that the shape of the thing was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

When he was racking his brains to think, he heard a voice beside his ear, saying: "My destiny is extremely prosperous, and I will be rich throughout my life."

Lysander Shen thought wildly in confusion, this man has a deep and good voice. But he suddenly realized that the cold object on his forehead was his palm.

How could it be so cold? It was almost unrecognizable to him. Before Lysander Shen thought about this question clearly, he thought again, who is the destiny referring to?

"Tell me about you." The voice seemed to know what he was thinking and responded very quickly.

Lysander Shen's thoughts froze for a moment, and then he thought randomly. This man was talking nonsense. If he had a strong destiny, how could he end up in this situation.

"If your destiny is too rich, you just want to recruit villains." The man said in an understatement.

Hearing this, Lysander Shen seemed to be touched, so he stopped arguing with him and calmed down.

The man also paused and looked at Lysander Shen's face again before continuing: "Lysander Shen, I will spare your life today, okay?"

Although Lysander Shen's life was hanging by a thread, there was always a place of clarity in his mind. He noticed that this person's appearance was strange and it was not like he was in a dream. He had already anxiously guessed dozens of possibilities in his mind. But I never expected him to say such words. He was stunned again. Subconsciously, he thought in his mind that he was in a desperate situation, and unless a god showed up, he could save his life.

Could it be that he is a god?

This guess is not surprising, it just makes people feel ridiculous.

"I am a demon." The man said solemnly, and Lysander Shen's pleasant voice sounded again. This time Lysander Shen heard clearly that the person was not speaking in his ear, but actually letting the voice ring directly in his mind.

Demon? What kind of monster? .

Lysander Shen, who had no regard for life and death, was inevitably frightened, but he was not too frightened and asked instinctively.

"The snake that bites you today is me." The man's tone was extremely calm, as if it was only natural to say such a thing. As a snake, he cultivated into a demon and bit someone - he admitted that he didn't think so. I mean, very indifferent.

He was so frank that Lysander Shen was stumped and he didn't know how to respond. If he could move a little at this moment, he must have frowned.

In an instant, Lysander Shen remembered what he said before and realized that this snake could really save his life.

But I couldn't help but think, it turned out to be a snake demon, no wonder my hands were so cold.