Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 10 A Little Lesson in Jealousy

David was all smiles, "That's great, you guys are a gift from God to me."

As he spoke, he took a photo and then placed the gifts he had prepared in their hands.

Louis felt a little awkward. It was fine before his memory awakened, but after awakening his memory, being praised like this, there was always a sense of shame in his heart, and he wished there was a crack for him to crawl into.

But there is nothing I can do. After all, I am still a child now and can only learn to accept it. Moreover, reliving my childhood is actually a wish that many people can only dream of but cannot achieve.

Emma, ​​on the other hand, always kept a happy smile.

I took the gift box and said thank you.

The family began to use knives to cut up the turkey and the cake. Although none of them believed in Christianity, since it was Christmas after all, they also said a few prayers.

I have to say that Louis has always had a misunderstanding about America, that is, the delicious-looking turkey is actually not tasty at all. Its meat is very tough, and it feels like eating firewood when chewed. The seasoning is also difficult to taste. Apart from being large in size and producing a lot of meat, it is not as good as an ordinary broiler chicken!
Of course, it’s nice to try something new once in a while.

Louis only tasted a little and focused his attention on the cakes and barbecue. The barbecue coated with cumin and chili powder tasted juicy and was one of Louis' favorite foods.

David grinned and grilled as much as Louis ate. From time to time, he would cut a piece of turkey, dip it in seasoning, and pour him a glass of water.

At the same time, he was still praising her, "Louis has been very sensible recently. Not only does he help with housework, but he also does very well in school. This is a reward for you..."

The smile on Emma's face, who was eating cake alone nearby, slowly disappeared.

She was angry.

The accomplice and "friend" in her eyes is now taking away her interests, which is unforgivable!
This is not the first time he has done this.

Some lessons must be taught.

But at this time, Louis looked over, picked up a piece of turkey and put it on Emma's plate.

David looked relieved, while Emma bit her lip and said, "Thank you."

His left hand, placed under the table, was clenched into a fist.

Louis glanced at her and didn't care about the malice in her eyes. She felt that Louis was stealing her love, but in fact, it was just David's sympathy for Louis, an "orphan", and a reward for Louis' help during this period.

If she had looked closely, she would have noticed that the cake on her plate was the only part with fruit, and she wasn't given any barbecue because she didn't like it.

But she wouldn't notice it, or rather, she actually noticed it, but no!

Because Louis has affected his father's love for her, her interests have been violated!

soon.

By the end of Christmas, Emma was eight years old and Louis was seven.

After Emma finished eating, she went back to her room, and Louis helped wash the dishes before returning.

When he came upstairs, Louis first looked at the hair stuck in the crack of his door. Seeing that it had not fallen, he opened the door with confidence. Returning to the room, Louis opened the gift, which contained a neat and smooth-looking mahogany dagger.

"??? He noticed this?"

Before, he had actually asked about peach wood and even used his pocket money to buy a piece from an old man in a nearby shopping street to make an amulet. Unexpectedly, just from asking that one time, David actually remembered it and it seemed that he had bought it from Chinatown.

I have to say that David is really a good person. Well, I've decided. Let me correct this antisocial guy who even killed your daughter!
Louis waved his dagger but didn't rush to sleep. He didn't believe that Emma, ​​the antisocial person, would endure it after doing something malicious. He had to take action.

One o'clock in the morning.

Click.

The door slowly opened, and a foot stepped in softly.

The next second, click.

The lights suddenly turn on.

Louis looked at Emma with interest as she tiptoed around holding a music box.

"Emma, ​​did you come to my room in the middle of the night to give me a gift?"

Emma froze in place. After hearing this, she took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Yes, yes, on a holiday like this, I think a sister should give her brother a gift."

"Oh, really? I hope you don't want to give me the gift and then tell David that I stole it." Louis looked at him with a smile, and at the same time walked over and closed the door.

"No, how could you think of me like that? You know, it was me who asked my father to take you in. I would never do such a thing." Emma said this, but she quietly stepped back.

Louis rolled his eyes, too lazy to act anymore. "Emma, ​​I have no intention of stealing your father's love, and I won't stay in your house forever, so you don't have to have any bad thoughts about me. This time is a warning, and next time it won't be a joke."

Done.

Louis quickly took two steps forward and patted Emma on the shoulder.

next second.

The scene in front of Emma's eyes became slightly blurred, and a faint voice came to her ears. The voice was like her own voice deep in her heart, and it seemed to have some kind of convincing power.

She seemed to have an illusion that her father was coaxing her to sleep. Yes, it’s time for me to go back to my room and sleep.

One step, two steps, three steps...

He staggered out of Louis' room, not forgetting to close the door.

Watching the other person leave, Louis looked at the tiny bit of hallucinogenic powder mixed in his fingernails and nodded. It seemed that he was not far from mastering the art of pulling cotton wool.

The sun is coming out.

At six o'clock in the morning.

boom!
Emma sat up suddenly and looked at her room with horror in her eyes.

Just now, she had a nightmare. She dreamed of returning to Emilia Manor, in that small room, enduring darkness and fear... From time to time, dark arms would reach out from all directions...

But soon, she calmed down a little, and then her face turned ugly.

If, she meant if.

If his memory was correct, he went to the next room last night, but was discovered. After a brief conversation, he warned himself.

And then… I lost consciousness and inexplicably returned to bed? And slept until now?
Is... is it a witch?
The fear of being imprisoned and intimidated by Emilia returned.

She clutched the quilt, huddled in bed, and fell into a brief daze. Her long hair was blown up, and her expression at the moment made her look like a frightened child.

At this moment, she finally realized that she might have made a mistake, inviting a guy with a heart as bad as hers, who also knew her other side...

early morning.

Facing the sunshine and eating breakfast, Emma smiled broadly at Louis, and Louis, knowing what was going on, responded with a kind smile.

David, who was standing next to him, was very happy to see this scene.

Okay, great!
(End of this chapter)