"Drive, drive, big horse!"

"You've ridden enough, now it's my turn......"

"Why doesn't this madman go, if he doesn't leave, he won't give you food, climb quickly!"

Closer, even Wei Ci and a few ordinary people could hear the movement in the ruined temple, and a few children seemed to be arguing over something.

The salted fish in the live broadcast room faintly has a feeling that the mountain rain is coming, and there are many fewer barrages on the screen, and only one or two lines occasionally float by.

Jiang Pengji said in a low voice, "Let's go over." ”

Lu Zheng vaguely guessed something, and his originally brisk steps suddenly became heavy, and a little hesitation flashed on his face.

Approaching the broken temple, everyone could see what was going on inside through the windy wall of the broken temple, and Jiang Pengji's face suddenly became gloomy.

Among them, only Wei Ci was calm.

Because in his previous life, in the same place, at different times, and in the same ruined temple, he saw a completely unfamiliar Huayuan.

When he found Hua Yuan in his previous life, he was already completely insane.

The children of the nearby villages played with him, riding him like a beast, making trouble with him when he was happy, beating him with stones when he was unhappy, and playing the game of "heroes and beasts". These children play the role of "heroes", and Hua Yuan is the "fierce beast" killed by them.

These children have natural evil, and when they are "naughty", they will put their own urine and in a broken pottery bowl, laughing and coaxing Hua Yuan to drink and eat. Rotten eggs, dead rats, cockroaches, bugs, stones, and even pig and dog feces are all props for these children's pranks. Hua Yuan, who was teased by them, would only laugh silly, and if he was bullied, he would only let out a helpless wail like a young beast, and do these meaningless struggles. Rao is Wei Ci in his previous life had a grudge against Hua Yuan, and he couldn't help but soften his heart when he looked at that scene.

He used to be the one who stirred up the storm, but now he has ended up like this.

It is not what he wants to be mad about, and all kinds of evil deeds are also against his heart, and he has been like a puppet manipulated by others all his life, and he can't help himself.

I don't know how the real Hua Yuan should feel when he sobers up and sees such an unbearable self.

Wei Ci also relented and tried to take care of Hua Yuan, and the next day he received the news that he had died in front of the tomb of his deceased father and mother.

Perhaps, death is the real liberation.

Unexpectedly, a similar scene would play out in front of his eyes for the second time.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Pengji strode into the broken temple, and the five children of different ages were startled, and saw a few neatly dressed nobles standing outside the broken temple, who knew at a glance that they were not ordinary people, and they were still terrible, screaming and trying to escape. One of them, the little chubby man, rode on an unkempt beggar, his legs were short, he was not moving quickly, and he was so frightened that he fell when he rolled over.

In other words, ordinary people probably won't care about a few children.

Jiang Pengji is not, the child who escaped quickly was caught by the attendant, and the little chubby dun ran into her hand and was lifted up by her collar with one hand. Children are the most sensitive, and they have a clearer perception of Jiang Pengji's momentum. This is also the reason why Jiang Pengji likes children, but children don't like her very much. The little chubby dun'er's reaction was even more real, he didn't know how to struggle when he was caught, he was so frightened that he cried, and he hung up two tears in two clicks, and the milky white snot hung down from his dirty nostrils and flowed into his mouth.

Lu Zheng's eyelids jumped, worried that Jiang Pengji would not pinch these children to death with no severity.

The other children were taken back, and one of the little boys was bare-chested.

Look at his previous actions, he just broke the body of the beggar in the temple.

Jiang Pengji likes children, but this kind of evil makes her disgusting, so let's avoid it.

"Beat everyone up and let them learn a lesson. If your father and mother can't teach them well, don't blame others for teaching them!"

Hu Cong did it, but the attack was also severe, just beating people to cry without hurting their muscles and bones.

Their movements alarmed the nearby villagers, who came over one by one with hoes and tried to get Jiang Pengji to release them.

As soon as they saw what they were wearing and the swords hanging from their waists, the villagers were stunned again.

Jiang Pengji didn't do anything to these villagers, just asked them to take the children back to be disciplined.

"If these little beasts were any older...... Hmph!"

Jiang Pengji snorted lightly, her voice was not high, and her killing intent was not low.

Hua Yuan felt that he had a very long and terrible nightmare, the scene was intermittent, he could see it, but he couldn't control his body, and he couldn't wake up. Until a shuddering aura approached, the cold touch made him shudder.

Chaos' mind suddenly cleared up.

There was a moment of dazedness on Hua Yuan's face, and after a while, his expression became as if he was crying instead of crying, or he couldn't cry anymore.

"Hua Yuan?"

An unfamiliar female voice sounded in her ears, and Hua Yuan looked up, her expression a little dazed.

This man......

"Lan Ting Gong?"

Although they only met once many years ago, Jiang Pengji is a woman with a unique charm that is hard to forget at a glance.

Even if he hadn't seen each other for years, he could still recognize the other party's identity.

Behind Jiang Pengji, Lu Zheng looked incredulous, as if he didn't expect that the unkempt and ragged beggar in front of him was Hua Yuan, the other party's right foot seemed to be broken, and the wound on his ankle was soaked in the muddy puddle of the ruined temple, rotting a piece of ......

Jiang Pengji said, "Hmm." ”

Hua Yuan's face seemed to be a little cramped, and he immediately smiled bitterly, "It's rude for Lan Tinggong to see such an indecent scene." ”

Jiang Pengji said, "Have you regained your senses?"

Hua Yuan sighed, "The disease of losing one's heart and madness will not rest until death." There is still a moment of clarity, and after a while, I will be crazy again. ”

He didn't seem surprised by his situation.

The cloudy eyes also turned clear, and there was relief written in the bottom of the eyes, and a faint glimpse of the original style could be glimpsed.

"Do you know what I'm here for?"

Hua Yuan said calmly, "You can guess some...... It's just that Yuan still has regrets in his heart, and he begs Lan Tinggong to give alms. ”

His wish was not excessive, he just wanted to go to the stream to freshen up, change into clean clothes and go to his parents' grave to worship.

Jiang Pengji asked Hu Cong to give him a set of extra clothes.

The cleanly washed Hua Yuan lost his previous embarrassment, but he was more than ten years older than the original, and his sideburns were mostly pale.

Lu Zheng whispered to Wei Ci, "Look at him like this, the words he originally prepared...... But he couldn't even get out of his mouth. ”

He hated Hua Yuan no matter how much he hated it, but he had to admit that Hua Yuan was also a character.

Not long ago, it was able to stir up the storm, but now it is ......

Wei Ci asked him, "Is your heart soft?"

Lu Zheng said, "With a madman who is crazy all day long, what is there to worry about, it's boring to think about it." ”

"Your heart is soft, but he has the will to die. ”

Lu Zheng was stunned when he heard this.

"yes...... Living like this is a torture, it can be said that life is better than death, Hua Yuan is also a high-minded and arrogant person, how can he endure such a self. Lu Zheng noticed that after Hua Yuan woke up, his hands were trembling, far less calm than they appeared to be.