Qin Yu ran like a ghost in the pouring rain for almost an hour, and finally returned to the hut he rented.

He couldn't afford to rent even a very cheap shared apartment, so the house he rented was the dirtiest and messiest shantytown in Jiangcheng, a hut of less than ten square meters, but now for Qin Yu, it was a place where his heart could settle down.

If you are not an orphan, you probably can't understand Qin Yu's mentality.

This small and simple bucket room is not only a rented house for him, but also his home, and a haven for him, since the age of sixteen, Qin Yu has been wronged or bullied, he can only lick his wounds like a lone wolf in this small house.

Children without parents learn to take care of themselves very early, and although the old director is very good to the children when she is in the orphanage, there are too many children who need to be cared for, and she cannot care for everyone in every detail.

Children in orphanages from zero to thirteen years old are very likely to be adopted by people who need children, generally speaking, children under the age of six are the most popular, because children in this age group have not yet remembered, and most people who want to adopt children will choose children in this age group.

But anyone who wants to adopt a child wants the child to be smart, beautiful, and cute...... When Qin Yu was a child, he could meet all the conditions, but every time someone who adopted a child came to the orphanage to choose a child, he was the first choice, but in the end he was abandoned.

Qin Yu himself didn't know why, and the old dean never told him why, but since he was eight years old, he no longer participated in the selection of those who wanted to adopt children, every time an adopter came to the orphanage to choose a child, other children were dressed neatly and looking forward to having a home, and Qin Yu would play alone in the empty classroom or in the corner of the playground of the orphanage.

Standing in the room and drying his wet hair and water with a towel, Qin Yu was surprised to find that his body had changed significantly when he wiped his body, he was still thin, but his body, which was originally thin due to long-term malnutrition, now has muscle lines, although it is not obvious, but it is obvious.

The seemingly thin body was full of energy, Qin Yu looked in the mirror, and a delicate face was reflected in the mirror, and his facial features did not change or have an extra corner or anything, but the eyes that were always bloodshot due to long-term lack of sleep now became dark and deep, the dark circles under his eyes were gone, and his skin became much fairer.

Touching his face a little self-deprecatingly, Qin Yu felt as if he had become a little white face, his original skin was dark, which was the traces of labor left by his previous work as a small worker on the construction site.

After examining his body, Qin Yu threw himself on the hard wooden bed and closed his eyes, his body was not tired, but his heart was really tired.

After closing his eyes, the content of the "Seven Killings Sutra" flowed word by word in his mind, Qin Yu knew that something terrible had happened to him, he usually liked to read those legendary novels, and he had envied the protagonists who had adventures, and of course he had fantasized about getting such adventures.

But why is it his turn to have an adventure and get such a thing! Qin Yu opened his eyes and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the "Seven Killings Sutra" is an ancient Chinese martial art, but the cultivation method of this ancient martial art is too perverted in Qin Yu's opinion, and it is actually cultivated by killing people!

The first sentence of the opening sentence of the "Seven Killings Sutra" is the sentence that Qin Yu roared out of a trance when he rushed out of the snakeskin bag: "All things are born to support people, and people have nothing to repay the sky, kill!"

Killing one person can get one point of murderous energy, killing ten people can get ten points of murderous energy, killing 100 people is a small achievement, at this time, the cultivators of the "Seven Killing Sutra" have great power in every move, and they can fly the eaves and walk the wall to open the stele and crack the stone like the martial arts masters in those novels.

And the "Seven Killing Sutra" has been cultivated and can even break through the shackles of martial arts and enter another realm, but the murderous aura required is too huge, and Qin Yu can't even think about it.

The only thing that made Qin Yu feel very comforted was a sentence in the "Seven Killings Sutra": "Qi is clear and turbid, people are divided into good and evil, there are many evil people in the vast world, and killing a wicked person can get a hundred times more murderous qi...... Kill all the wicked people in the world, and the world is invincible. ”

In the hut where the lights were not turned on, the corners of Qin Yu's mouth, who was lying on the bed, showed a cold smile, Do you kill all the wicked people in the world?

Huang Laosan is not a native of Jiangcheng, he came to Jiangcheng three years ago to work, originally thinking of working hard to save a little money and then returning to his hometown to marry a daughter-in-law to live, which is also the common idea of many migrant workers who came out of their poor hometown.

But Huang Laosan did work diligently and saved a little money in the first two years after coming to Jiangcheng, but after returning to Jiangcheng after the third year, he joined a pyramid marketing organization, and his hard-earned savings were cheated.

Some people regret being deceived and can't regret it, but Huang Laosan has become one of the backbone members of this pyramid scheme organization since the initial remorse, and he specially went to fool his relatives and friends in his hometown and pulled them into the abyss of pyramid schemes one by one.

The people he brought in were not much of the money they were defrauded of, but the number of people was superior, so Huang Laosan was appreciated by the leader of this pyramid scheme organization, and he was given a lot of commissions.

Just when Huang Laosan was secretly happy that he was slowly making up for his losses, he didn't expect the leader of the organization to let him throw the corpse...... Huang Laosan was lying on his stomach smoking a cheap cigarette on the guardrail of the corridor on the second floor, and his soul was lost like a wandering spirit.

The scene when he put the boy in the snakeskin bag that night lingered in his mind like a nightmare, and as soon as he closed his eyes for the past few days, he saw the boy standing in front of him and asking for his life...... After smoking the last two puffs and throwing away the cigarette butt, Huang Laosan returned to his room, as a backbone member of the gang, he enjoyed different treatment from those 'students', and had his own independent small room, although it was only eight square meters.

Closed his eyes and curled up his body, Huang Laosan lay on the bed without even taking off his clothes, he was so tired, he finally fell asleep in a daze, but he felt something wrong not long after he fell asleep, he opened his eyes and saw the figure standing next to the bed, and immediately wanted to scream.

Before the scream could get out of his throat, he was choked back by a hand around his neck, a hand like an iron tong, as if it could break his neck at any moment, and it would be very, very easy.