Preface:

Recently, the hottest news in Gangneung is that Jun Ze, who is said to be a waste son, hanged himself in the late autumn and early winter nights!

This son is the cousin of Jun Yun, the current head of the Jun family, and his fame is no less than his cousin, who does not know the two sons of the Jun family, one in the sky and one in the ground.

His father, that is, Junyun's uncle, when he chose the word for Junze, after thinking about it carefully, pinched the word "Shang Yu".

"Shang Yu changes with the times, and the zither does not sound at night. ”

Jun Shangyu was given high hopes by his father, thinking that he would strive to win and become a beautiful son of heaven. No matter how bad it is, it's not bad to be a well-known authentic demon master.

The family is huge, the status is prominent, and the starting point is more than 108,000 miles away.

But after such a full twenty years, Jun Ze surprised his father and became a really incompetent and useless waste person who gnawed at the old at home!

Jun Ze's enlightenment teacher when he was a child was famous, but he suffered Waterloo on him. The other children can memorize it in an hour, and they can master the demon hunting spell thoroughly, so he has to practice it in a day.

One day he mastered it well, but the next day he forgot it all. It's not that he doesn't have talent, but he doesn't care, except for playing, he is on the way to play.

He was not severely disciplined, but he became more and more playful, and his studies were abandoned to the point that the teachers and students did not know him at the end of the class......

However, he lived comfortably and became a gang leader. This kind of thing is not to be ridiculed in the Jun clan.

When his cousin Juntong was found, his father began to whip him before he was nine years old enough to be a gang leader. The clansmen will always compare him with Junwei, not other clansmen, but him.

Because Jun Ze is the most useless of the clan brothers, this world-wide comparison can best provoke the old and young in the clan to talk.

He didn't care much, he saw the efforts and dedication of his cousin, and he was really very comparable. However, his father was very concerned about this comparison, and the more he compared, the more he looked at his son unpleasantly.

His father finally realized that raising a child had to use a stick.

After Jun Ze was disciplined tightly, he was like a gang leader who was dismantled from the gang. Such a gang leader is too undignified.

At first, he was playful but simple and malleable, but then he simply tore his face and vowed to make a name for himself.

So he went from being a gang leader to a gangster.

It was he who began to cause trouble, no matter how big or small, and the objects of trouble were men, women, young and old.

The brothers in his clan caught a good little demon, and he insisted on dismantling the good demon trapping net, and the little demon fled without a trace. The clansmen scolded: Damn!

He was thirteen or fourteen years old, and when his love was just about to sprout, he ransomed two Qinglou ladies and came back. He said that the two of them had a pitiful background, and it was a good deed to take them in. The clansmen scolded: Shameless!

This is good, if you can't be an authentic demon master, when you grow to twenty years old, you can't do anything about poetry and chess.

Not even a good reputation.

His father has no problem with him in the end, gnaw the old and gnaw the old, his family can afford to gnaw it. Raising a waste does not seem to require elaborate effort and time, at most.

Many stories tell about ordinary and incompetent people, who one day suddenly got through the second vein of Ren Du and discovered their own magical powers, so as to save the weak and kill the evil and eliminate violence.

Embarking on the road to becoming a god and a Buddha is out of control......

His father has a little expectation, maybe Junze suddenly opened up when he reached middle age.

Unexpectedly, Jun Zezhi's lifespan stopped at the age of twenty, and there are different opinions about the reasons for other reasons for hanging himself.

is different from the focus attracted by the comparison with his cousin Junyun in the past, and he will not bring his cousin with him in his death this time.

It's funny and strange that this waste is mediocre and incompetent, but it is often in the spotlight while alive and talked about after death.

Death is death, when the family wanted to dispose of his body, he tricked the corpse to sit up. The people who cried for him in front of him all fainted.

The doctor who rushed to hear the sound took a look at him, checked his pulse, and swore that Jun Ze was already a dead man!

At this time, the focus of Jiangling became the topic again, Junze deceived the corpse.

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"Little demon girl!

The woman, who was as big as a ball, kept shouting and shouting, and sure enough, a few people stopped to investigate.

Listening to her say the word fresh, I really don't dare to be it at my age, and I feel guilty in my heart.

We, the weak little demon girls, are tied up solidly, waiting to be sold by this fat woman.

After the guests looked up and down and carefully selected, a few handsome and tall ones had already been picked up, and some of them were sturdy and able to work.

Today's business is good, and everything that can be sold in this way has been sold, and the few that are left are ugly or physically disabled and difficult to sell.

The fat woman's voice was almost hoarse, and she finally stopped, looking at the rest of us bored and disappointed.

The chains on the hands and ankles clanged as soon as they moved, making it very inconvenient to escape. I saw that all the passers-by were coming and going, how could I think that I was so unlikeable, and no one really said that they wanted me.

A demon next to me tapped me on the shoulder and accosted me, startled by the horrible scars on her face.

"Sister, you look very good, why didn't a good person recruit you. ”

I hung my head in shame, very embarrassed, and only blushed my cheeks.

The other demon with a missing leg gestured to her, stretched out his finger and pointed at his head, knocking it. This demon seemed to suddenly realize, and looked at me with pity.

Just wait, I don't know if anyone will take a fancy to me. I had to eat only when I was sold. Alas. You have to know how majestic I was back then, how could I have thought that I have fallen like this now.

I heard that the battle between the two clans will take two or three years at the shortest, and now the demon clan is at a disadvantage. The demons who were suppressed or driven into the human race were bullied and abused, regardless of their status and status, they were all dishes on the plate and playthings in the hands of the human race.

But the people in the demon clan are also not happy. Peeling human skin to make fan noodles has become a fashion trend at this time, and the skin and flesh of some immortal cultivators can be eaten to rejuvenate their youth and increase their demonic power.

......

Demons eat people, and people eat demons. From the secret to the light, it has become a demeanor to show meritorious service.

I am glad that I am lucky to have my life alive to this day. Every night when I wander in my dreams, I am shocked and sweaty.

Once falling into the abyss, this taste is much more bitter than the decoction, and this bitterness cannot be spit out, so you can only swallow it hard.

The ground was hard and cold, and it was very uncomfortable to sit on. A couple of witches said, "What's the difference between us and the street beggars?" I don't think there's much difference, but they ask for money and we exchange it for money.

After thinking about it for a few more moments, I kept an eye on the beggars in the vicinity, and after pondering it, I realized that we were more attractive than them.

The fat woman had already slept in her chair.

At that time, it was already sunset, and the glow was like a god-given cinnabar rouge.

As I was drowsy, a drunken man finally noticed me. I woke up with a stirring.

It's embarrassing to be looked at left and right by him, and the sleep worm in his brain has long been gone.

"Looks good!" the smell of alcohol around him made my head two bigger, and I was very reluctant to go back with such a man.

His face was overjoyed, and he was afraid that he would not really buy me. It's not great!

Before he could discuss with the fat woman, a woman came in a hurry and looked at me in a daze.

She pointed at the drunk man with her waist crossed, scolded and scolded with tears in her eyes, and her tone was silent.

The man heard the woman crying, scratched his head and felt overwhelmed, and stepped forward to take her shoulders and pat her on the back, all in a soft whisper. The two of them wept and comforted, and left this crowded place together.

Didn't look at me again in the process of coming and going.

I shook my head and said, love is wonderful!

The ugly demon beside me was shocked when he heard my words, and sighed: "You actually understand what love is!"

She looked at me like a fool, and I looked back at her. I can't understand love anymore.

Fat women give us steamed buns on weekdays, and when it's good, there are meat crumbs. But I only have a few pieces of pot in my hands today. Afflict me.

When I look at her hands full of legs and pieces of flesh, won't her conscience ache with guilt?

That's it, I can chew on these pots, and I can also chew the taste of the delicacies of the mountains and seas. Imagine and have enough food and clothing.

When the last piece of pot is in the belly, it really doesn't quench the hunger, and this not very big belly is still crying out to resist. It's just that I saw that my hands were empty, and I didn't even have the crumbs of the pot.

This experience of starvation, I realized the power and sadness of those immortals who have opened the valley, and this process is unbearable, once the vows are broken, everything is empty.

If you really enter the realm of Bigu, then you will no longer be free from starvation.

I hope that one day I will be able to practice this art of clearing the valley.

I guess I'm going to practice this technique in my dreams, and I don't want to wake up when I wake up in my dreams, and I find that the effect of practicing in my dreams is very good.

I had several dreams without remembering the hunger in my belly.

The bright light of the sun finally pierced me to open my eyes and give in, lamenting that it was a pity to give up halfway through the practice.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and a light green clothes fell into his eyes. I looked up at the hem of my garment.

However, the flickering sunlight pierced my eyes, and I couldn't see the person in front of me clearly.

After a while the man crouched down, facing me, with one hand on his lap and a closed fan in his hand.

I dragged myself not daring to cause any trouble, and there was another clanging of chains. I looked slightly, it was a son who looked kind and gentle.

The boy looked at me in bewilderment, and looked at me for a while, and the uncertainty in his eyes became more and more intense.

His free hand stretched out and lifted my head, afraid that he was going to suck the magic power essence of such a good-looking demon girl as me.

Without waiting for him to speak, he made the first move, and opened his mouth to bite his white tender hand.

He exhaled in pain, and he didn't understand my behavior and jokes, are you still waiting for him to suck my demon power?

Unexpectedly, he was accompanied by a small servant, and a small servant hurriedly came over to pull when he saw this, and after a while, I felt that my mouth was about to be torn off.

I resisted brute force, relented and was thrown to the ground.

The little guy wanted to step forward and beat me again, but he was blocked by his son-in-law.