This is the suburb of Linbian City.

Linbian City, as the name suggests, is indeed a city close to the national border. And in this mountainous border area, the so-called suburbs of the city, in fact, are far away from the city.

Looking at the mountain and running a dead horse!

People who have lived in mountainous areas for a long time can most deeply appreciate the meaning of this sentence.

The night slowly closes up, enveloping the mountains in its embrace - the distant cities are covered with a pale yellow curtain of light, holding up the heavy sky, while the poor villages and towns nearby are only a few scattered lights www.biquge.info the Bright Pen Pavilion...... It doesn't seem to be much different from a few years ago.

Diao Ping walked on the winding and potholed mountain road, and was a little hesitant for a while.

The land where he was born and raised was still too poor compared to even the poorest villages in the Central Plains. But here, there are good memories of his childhood, his parents doted on him, loved him, he grew up slowly under the care of his parents, and then loved and cared for the sensible one with his parents, always jumping around with two pigtails, following his ass and shouting "brother", "brother" and "brother" of the little sister, the brother and sister ran and played in the village, to the fields, to the woods, to the mountains to play.

The poor but simple mountain people do not spoil and worry too much, or because of habit, they just let the children run around and grow wildly.

Diao Ping remembers that every night when he was doing his homework, his sister would obediently lie on the table curiously and watch, waiting for him to finish his homework, and then play with her. Every morning, when Diao Ping got up early and had dinner and had to walk a few miles to go to school in the town, his sister would get up from the bed and have to chase him, and then he was coaxed and persuaded by his parents, and his brother promised that when he came back from school in the evening, he would catch a butterfly for her, or make a small insect cage with grass stems, and he would be satisfied.

At that time, Diao Ping didn't know that his family was very poor......

Because he lived happily, he ate and slept well every day, and occasionally, his mother would make him a new dress or buy him a pair of sneakers.

That's the happiest time of childhood.

Diao Ping, who was in tears, finally came to the edge of the village.

He wiped away his tears, calmed his feelings, and walked into the quiet village, and when he arrived at the small shop at the entrance of the village, he casually looked inside, and found that there were no customers, only the shopkeeper Zeng Sanxiang sat behind an old glass case, snoring and smoking a cigarette with a large hookah stick, while watching the TV series that was playing in the small television set.

Diao Ping remembered that it was Zeng Sanxiang, a person representing the Fudimen, who went to coax Diao Ping's parents, saying that there was a mage who had taken a fancy to Diao Ping and wanted to teach him to learn spells, and wanted to take Pingwa away, so that Pingwa could not only learn spells, but also go to school and study in the city. Such a good thing, of course Diao Ping's parents agreed, but they still had some doubts in their hearts, they took Pingwa the next day, followed Zeng Sanxiang, and went to the mage's house surnamed Liao.

The conditions of Master Liao's house are very good, just on the edge of the city, a three-story small western-style building, a big courtyard, and an open road in front of the door, and the high-rise buildings of the city are across the road......

Diao Ping's parents are very grateful, and they are happy that Pingwa can be favored by the master.

Of course, they want their children to have a better life.

A week later.

When the two of them were not at ease and came to visit the child, they learned that Pingwa had been sent to Master Liao's master to practice magic. Diao Ping's parents asked if they could go there to see Pingwa, but Master Liao refused...... After three times and twice, the two finally couldn't help the worry in their hearts, and Diao Ping's father secretly inquired and followed him privately, and it took a month to find the location of Master Liao's master, which was located more than ten kilometers away from the West Ring Road of Linbian City, on a hill close to the highway.

In Diao Ping's father's view, this Shimen building is definitely a grand and luxurious mansion with a solemn strum - built in the middle of the mountain, with a cement road leading directly to the outside of Shimen.

Coincidentally, when he found this division gate, but couldn't think of a way to enter, early that morning, he met Pingwa, who climbed over the wall, dragged a branch and jumped onto the tree, and slid down the trunk.

Seeing her father suddenly appear in front of her, Pingwa cried loudly, hugged her father and never let go, while sobbing: "Ah Da, take me home, it's terrible here." Without saying a word, my father hurried to the highway with him in his arms, stopped a farm truck and hurried back to the city, where he rode back home.

When he got home, Diao Ping got into the house, curled up in the corner of the bed, and told his parents what had happened to him.

The two were also remorseful, hugging the child and crying for a long time.

However, it didn't end there.

In the afternoon of the same day.

Zeng Sanxiang came to their house, and when he saw Diao Ping at home, he hurriedly coaxed and deceived and scared, and asked Diao Qingshan and his family to quickly send Pingwa back - Master Liao took care of Pingwa's food, drink and housing, taught him spells, and signed him up to spend money to go to school, so long, you said you would bring it back?

If you don't want to send Pingwa back, you can compensate Master Liao for the money spent on Pingwa during this time and the cost of teaching Pingwa's spells, a total of 80,000 yuan!

Eighty thousand!

In the remote mountainous area of Linbian City, Diao Ping's father may not be able to save so much money in his life!

Zeng Sanxiang said: "I know that you can't take it out, there is another way, Master Liao will give you 8,000 yuan, and Pingwa will belong to Master Liao in the future, don't worry about it and don't ask." ”

Eight thousand dollars!

At that time, it was definitely a huge amount of money for this impoverished small mountain village.

In fact, there are many cases of biological parents in Linbian City selling their children, either for money, or they can't afford to feed their children, hoping that their children can be bought by the money to buy him. And 8,000 yuan, in a poor place like that time, would even make many people who had never thought of selling their children have the idea of selling their children.

It has to be said that this is a tragedy of the times, and it is also a tragedy and inevitability in remote and impoverished areas.

But Diao Ping's parents disagree!

They know how much their children are tormented and miserable there.

Diao Ping's father said: "I will work hard to make money, and return the money I owe to Master Liao to him little by little...... Although it is clear that the so-called 80,000 yuan is clearly that Master Liao is bullying their family, they really dare not go against the master who is rich and powerful and knows how to spell.

The qualification talent is definitely a rare genius in a hundred years, a peerless medicine, and it ran away like this, of course the people of the Voldemen will not be happy, Cai Xian, the master of the Voldegate Gate, and Liao Yongshan, the junior brother, and others are also counting on absorbing Diao Ping's innate qualifications to improve their own cultivation and the cultivation qualifications of the juniors in the family, and accelerate the progress of their cultivation realm. But Diao Ping ran back home, even in a remote mountainous area, it was really inconvenient for Fudimen to rob and rob it.

Therefore, they kept asking Zeng San to threaten, intimidate, and lure Diao Ping, a villager who could do anything for money......

Finally, they lost their patience.

began to use magic to harm and torture Diao Ping's parents, and even his sister.

Seeing the painful state of his parents and sister after being harmed by the magic, Diao Ping gritted his teeth many times and wanted to promise them to return to the ground gate - he would rather suffer himself than let his parents and sister suffer so cruelly. But Diao Ping was only nine years old at the time, and he was so scared at the thought of the never-ending fear and torture in the dim house of the Fudi Gate, so when his parents couldn't bear the torture of the spell, and even more so that the young daughter of the forbearance also suffered the persecution of the spell, so he desperately wanted to send Diao Ping away, Diao Ping cried and hugged his parents tightly, and did not let go, begging his parents not to send him away, he didn't want to, and didn't dare to go there again.

At that time, his parents finally had the faith, and the whole family was together like this, and it was okay to die, probably, too?

They really have nothing to count on.

That night, Zeng Sanxiang entered the house, took away Diao Ping, who was crying bitterly and weakly with the corpses of his parents and sister in his arms, and carried him all the way to the car on the highway.

……

Recalling the past that was extremely clear in the depths of his mind, Diao Ping didn't cry, he walked into the store, pinched, and silently recited the spell.

Zeng San saw someone enter the room out of the corner of his eye, raised his head behind the glass case, and then froze.

This is......

Looking at the face, how could a stranger come to this poor and remote place at night?

"You are?"

"Zeng Sanxiang, you don't know me anymore?"

"Ping, Pingwa?" Zeng Sanxiang stood up suddenly, he trembled sharply, opened his mouth to shout for help, and suddenly his eyes were lost and dazed.

Diao said indifferently: "Take me to my family's grave." ”

Zeng Sanxiang walked out from behind the counter silently and walked out the door.

Pingwa turned to follow.

Although it was only about nine o'clock in the evening, in the remote and poor mountain village, people had already gone to bed early, and the village was quiet, and there was not even the sound of dogs barking.

Night, pitch black.

No stars and no moon.

In the dark, Zeng Sanxiang walked like a walking corpse, walking on the path outside the village leading to the mountain ridges.

Diao Ping kept a calm face and followed behind without saying a word.

Finally.

Zeng Sanxiang stopped.

He saw that next to a small piece of barren mountain fields that had been carved out, under a few shrubs and craggy rocks, there were two graves, one large and one small, in fact, the larger graves were not big, and the smaller ones were almost invisible.

There are no tombstones.

It's like an anonymous tomb.

Bleak, lonely.

Diao Ping knelt down straight and kowtowed......

Keep kowtowing!

Long.

Diao Ping got up, let out a long sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at Zeng Sanxiang who was standing next to him.

Zeng Sanxiang came back to his senses in an instant, and found himself standing in the dark, standing in front of the graves of the Diao Qingshan couple and their daughter, who had died nine years ago, and the son of the Diao Qingshan couple who had just appeared in his shop, Pingwa, was standing beside him, the blood oozing from his forehead was all over his face, but he didn't wipe it away, his eyes were calm and terrifying.

How did I get here?

He, how did he come back?

An unbelievable question flashed in Zeng Sanxiang's mind, back then, Master Liao clearly said that this kid would never come back!

Zeng Sanxiang only felt chills all over his body, his legs shriveled and fell to the ground as soon as he became weak, and he cried tremblingly, while begging: "Pingwa, good boy, you, don't blame me, I was also forced back then, I can't help it, you know, those masters are very powerful, I don't do that......"

"How much did you take them?" Diao Ping interrupted Zeng Sanxiang's plea in a cold tone.

"No, no."

"Say!"

"I said, I said, I took it at the time, and I collected three hundred dollars......"

"Three hundred dollars!" Diao Ping's tears finally poured out, he looked up at the dark night sky, he couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe it, he was wronged, he was helpless, he was desperate - yes, could there be anything more desperate than this? My parents and sister are dead, and I've been dead for almost ten years!

Three hundred bucks!

His parents and sister were killed!

He was brutally tortured at Voldemort Gate for five years!

He has been burdened with a blood feud for more than four years, living in the torment of a blood feud, every night he will be scared to wake up, he will cry, he will howl and roar from the dream of revenge, and then he will be extremely disappointed and sad to cover the quilt and cry, depressed, longing, just like this with him.

Three hundred bucks!

Right now.

Zeng Sanxiang was scared, that's right.

Kill him with a spell, it's even simpler.

"You, die here, it counts, I haven't returned for ten years, I haven't given my parents and sister, I have been to the grave, the first sacrifice!" Diao Ping smiled, very happy, and said a little sickly.

"I, I'm ......" Zeng Sanxiang's eyes widened in astonishment, the muscles on his face began to twitch, and suddenly he opened his mouth wide and lay down on the ground and rolled, as if he was in great pain but couldn't cry out, his hands scratched on his head, face, and body, tearing his clothes out of shape.

Diao Ping turned around and descended the mountain step by step.

I'm back!

But he would never enter that village again - he hated that merciless village, and when such a big change happened in his family, no one cared, and everyone trembled and did not dare to ask.

Because, Zeng Sanxiang said that Diao Qingshan's family had provoked a mysterious mage!

Diao Ping thought, maybe one day, I will become a demon, and everyone in this village will be buried for my parents, my sister, and me!

So, pray for me and don't fall for it.

Qimen Jianghu, I'm coming!

Night.

Zeng Sanxiang's wife found that her husband hadn't gone into the house to sleep for a long time, and when she went to the store to see, there was no one, so she hurriedly went out to look everywhere in the village and couldn't find it, so she called people door to door and hurried to help find Zeng Sanxiang. However, it was not until the early morning of the next day that the village found Zeng Sanxiang's body on the mountain not far away.

The death was terrible and horrific.

His clothes were torn, his hair was ripped out, his fingernails were all falling off, he was dripping with blood, and there was hardly a piece of intact skin on his body, all of which were scratched by himself......

What's even more frightening is that he died in front of the graves of Diao Qingshan and their daughters in such a tragic and terrible death.

Retribution!

The villagers who are older and know some things back then, the first thing that comes to mind is retribution, the soul of Diao Qingshan's family of three, who came to Zeng Sanxiang for revenge.

The village cadres reported the case.

The police and the forensic doctor came, but the scene had been destroyed by the villagers, and the final results of the forensic examination were ......

Zeng Sanxiang was scared to death!

That night, Zeng Sanxiang's wife was so frightened by the remarks that had been circulating in the village for a day that she suddenly went crazy, and stabbed and hacked Zeng Sanxiang's two daughters, two sons, a daughter-in-law, and a granddaughter to death with a firewood knife and scissors, and then crashed to death on the coffin......

A family of eight.

Blood was pouring down the floor.

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PS: It's so laborious to write~ Scratching his head, I won't write Diao Ping's revenge in too much detail, now it's about his mentality, and it's also a foreshadowing...... Well, let's make a change today, although I have already planned carefully, but it wasn't until I wrote that I found that it was really difficult to write a flat baby~~ At least four more tomorrow! At least......

Although there is a change today, can I continue to ask for a monthly pass with a cheeky face?

All in all, thank you very much for your support in the past two days!

Short knife, very impressed! Take a bow!