There were all kinds of jars and jars on the wooden shelves, and there was a three-legged refining furnace in the room, the flames had long been extinguished, and there were still bursts of green smoke at this time.

This ** child looked at his hands and feet, his eyes were full of dazedness, and a face appeared in front of him, it was a man dressed as a Taoist priest, and said in a slightly excited tone: "I am your master, your name is Zheng Yuan!" ”

Zheng ...... Zheng Yuan? He repeated the two words with difficulty, and in fact, he did not understand the meaning of the sentence at all, and there was nothing in his newborn head.

The other party held up a rusty knife in front of him and showed it to him: "Zheng Yuan, this knife is your prototype, you refined it from this knife!" ”

Probably instinctively feeling the connection between that thing and himself, Zheng Yuan stretched out his hand to touch it, and the Taoist priest moved the knife away: "Don't touch it, the prototype is damaged, and you will die." I'm going to bury it now, in a place where no one knows, come, I'll help you get dressed! ”

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"Zheng Yuan, smash that stake!" In the clearing, his master shouted, and Zheng Yuan, dressed as a Taoist boy, ran over awkwardly, because his eyes were still very unskilled in focusing, and he couldn't perceive the position of the stake, and when he was about to raise his hand, his head had already hit it.

"Boom", he crashed into Venus, sat on the ground, stared at the sky with blank eyes.

The Taoist priest walked over and pulled his face hard: "You can't run, you can't attack, you can't even speak...... What the hell is the use of this waste of yours, what the hell is it for! ”

With a blow to his face, he knocked him to the ground, bleeding from his nose.

"You know how much effort it took me to get you out, you piece of shit!" A bright knife reflected the dazzling sunlight, and it was his master who raised the knife, "Since you can't do anything, then let me die, I don't need such a thing as you!" The corpse of the demon is also a very good refining material! ”

But the knife didn't fall for a long time, Zheng Yuan didn't know what was happening, the figure facing the sunlight seemed to slowly crack from the middle, with the exaggerated blood gushing out like a fountain, he cracked from the middle and fell to both sides.

He only remembered that when the Taoist priest raised the knife, something round suddenly appeared in front of him.

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The first owner, whose name he didn't even know, was eaten into his stomach by the hungry Zheng Yuan. He hid in this dilapidated Taoist temple, eating everything he could find, even the cockroaches and rats in the hole, and even the books on the shelves would be put in his mouth and chewed, but unfortunately he couldn't swallow it, it seemed that his chaotic mind had no concept of food at all, and only knew to swallow what he found in his stomach, so that he would not feel hungry.

Day by day, the chaotic mind slowly opened its mind, much faster than a human baby could learn to speak, and he could read the books on the shelves.

But because of the closure, Zheng Yuan didn't know the outside world after all. He stayed here for an unknown amount of time, and when he was finally dying of hunger, a group of people who had fled the desert hid in the temple.

Fainting from hunger, he bit one of them to death, and the others picked up their poles and knives to beat him with a look of horror, but everyone turned into two neat halves the moment they raised their weapons, and their severed faces still had expressions of horror.

But in Zheng Yuan's head, he only knew that he had to eat so that he wouldn't go hungry, but fortunately, these corpses gave him a full meal.

After a long time of starvation, humans stopped coming here, and the legend of man-eating monsters spread down the mountain. People stopped coming, and some strange people began to come to the Taoist temple, some of these people had the same aura as him, and some of them were dressed as Taoist priests, holding long swords and charms in their hands.

Zheng Yuan was never frightened by the comers, and sometimes he hoped that these people would attack him, and as soon as someone attacked him, he would immediately turn into two halves and turn into food. In this strange and lonely upbringing, he ate a lot of demon slayers and the corpses of his kind, and he gradually grew up to become an adult, although his head still resembled that of a child.

Food and food are very different, rats and cockroaches are disgusting to eat, human corpses eat a little better, demon exterminators and humans are no different, but the corpses of the same kind seem to make him eat very well, even if there is no food delivered to the door for a month, he will not feel hungry.

He gradually discovered that the same kind is a special existence!

As a result, one of his kind died unexpectedly in front of him, and he fell on the corpse and took a bite, and his body suddenly turned into a child. Zheng Yuan didn't know why, and he didn't want to know, but he faintly felt that the aura emanating from this corpse was slightly different from his own.

But he was so hungry that even though he became a child, he ate the corpse clean. Zheng Yuan didn't know that he had eaten a demon corpse that was compatible with his own attributes, and the price he paid for this foolish act was that he had to maintain the appearance of a child for the rest of his life.

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After a long, long time, the outside world seemed to have been turned upside down, and one day Zheng Yuan was sleeping when a team of people rushed in.

These people were dressed in uniform clothes, wearing hats, and holding long iron rods in their hands, which he later learned was called guns, and these people were actually soldiers.

At this time, Zheng Yuan was already in rags, his messy and dirty hair was draped behind his head, and his nails, which had not been trimmed for a long time, grew so long that they bent inward.

There was no food for more than a month, and he was already as hungry and thin as a skeleton. A hint of joy appeared in Zheng Yuan's heart, now there is something to eat, and it can be eaten for a long time.

But this time he miscalculated, and the group did not seem to have any intention of killing him, but instead tied him around his neck with iron chains and dragged him out like a dog.

Zheng Yuan struggled desperately, but he couldn't match the strength of a team, and in the end he was put in a cage.

After jolting around in the car for an unknown amount of time, he was sent into a house, where a man in a white coat ripped open his eyelids, shone his eyes with a small glowing stick, and then looked at his tongue and drew his blood.

Someone brought him food, and the food cooked by the fire was so delicious that it was far more delicious than the blood-soaked raw meat. This was the first time Zheng Yuan had eaten human food in his life, and it had been two hundred years since he was born!

Someone bathed him, cut his nails, shaved his head, caught lice, changed his clothes. Zheng Yuan lived in a luxurious room, with drinks, food, and a warm bed, he didn't understand the meaning of all this, he only knew that his life was very comfortable now, and he just wanted to have this life forever.

The only thing that made him uncomfortable was that from time to time someone in military uniform stood out the window and looked at him, like looking at an animal, and some words that he couldn't understand would float in.

"Dashuai, this is the demon with the 'Killing Intent Rebound', very, very special, and now he is being trained to speak and understand human affairs!"

"Yes, you have to be careful, don't go overboard in everything, he's a demon after all! Move fast, I'll give you a month! ”

Later, in addition to the man who served him, a mustache wearing a pinched nose and glasses came to him, wrote a word on the small blackboard, and opened his mouth very exaggerated to pronounce a sound: "I! ”

Zheng Yuan stared blankly, puzzled.

Then there was no food to eat or even water to drink for the day.

The next day, the mustache repeated the same thing, and Zheng Yuan still looked puzzled and did not react. To this day, there is still nothing to eat, no water to drink.

On the fourth day of starvation, Zheng Yuan's chaotic mind gradually realized that his lack of reaction to the mustache seemed to be related to his hunger.

On this day, the mustache came in, and still took the trouble to teach him to read: "I! ”

Zheng Yuan opened his mouth, and his voice, which had never spoken, made a hoarse voice: "...... Wu"

As a result, on this day, delicious food and water were delivered, and he finally understood the meaning of these acts, and as long as he listened to the mustache, there was something to eat.

Understanding this is enough for him, a parrot that learns to talk is always concerned about feed, and he is no better than a parrot with a blank head.

It took twenty days for the mustache to teach him a phrase: "I killed your family!" ”

"I killed your family!"

The more he reads, the more proficient he becomes, the more fluent he reads, the mustache and the soldiers outside the window are quite satisfied, and the food becomes more and more delicious, in fact, Zheng Yuan doesn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all, it represents food, all-you-can-eat food.

One day, the mustache did not come, he was fed delicious food, and then he was chained by the soldiers around his neck and taken to the car. After a jolt, the car stopped outside a small western-style building, where gunshots and women's screams could be heard, and then the soldier came over, his uniform stained with blood, and he made a gesture to get out of the car at the soldier who was in charge of Zheng Yuan.

Zheng Yuan was brought into the room, the ground was covered with blood, and there were three corpses, two women, and a child. The soldier took out a photo from his bosom, pointed to the man with a beard on it, and said, "I killed your family!" ”

Zheng Yuan blinked, suddenly understood, and repeated: "Your family was killed by me!" ”

The soldier nodded: "When you see this person, you say, 'I killed your family', we will come back to pick you up, don't eat the corpses on the ground, remember!" ”

This sentence sounded to Zheng Yuan as if a foreigner was muttering a long paragraph, with a Chinese word "eating" sandwiched in between.

A group of people left, and Zheng Yuan was left in the house with the smell of blood, at a loss. He was used to eating food cooked by fire, and had no interest in the corpses on the ground.

So these corpses have lost their last meaning to him, and they are not even as attractive to him as the roses swaying outside the window.

At this time, the door opened, and a group of strange soldiers walked in with a man in their arms, the man was the person in the photo, and when the person who came in saw the scene in front of him and Zheng Yuan standing in the corpse, he immediately exclaimed.

Zheng Yuan seemed to remember something, and said that sentence like a poem.

"I killed your family!"

One night in 1915, a general in the northeast who opposed Yuan Shikai's claim to be emperor died in his room, along with several of his own soldiers, who were completely cut in half.

The murderer is gone, and it remains a mystery to this day!

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