A row of Feihong flew slowly across the blue sky, causing the children in the open space outside the village to look at the sky and shout. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Migratory birds fly south once a year, which is a great event for children who lack entertainment.

Seven or eight children, squatting or standing, clapped their palms and swung their sticks into the sky.

In their cognition, this is how to greet Feihong. This time next year, Fei Hong will bring them gifts from the south, or at least a white feather.

This excitement and eagerness was quickly replaced by an uneasiness.

There was a tall man with a gloomy face, carrying a hoe from a distance.

When he saw the child, he threw down his hoe and ran over.

The children were so frightened that they scattered, and several of the girls even cried.

The tall man's target stayed where it was, a skinny yellow boy, who stood in despair, not daring to move.

The tall man came over, kicked him over, pulled off his pants, pinned him to the ground and beat him, "Just play with these scumbags, believe it or not I skinned you!" ”

The withered yellow boy was frightened, and he lay on the ground like a dead fish, shaking with the slap of the tall man.

"You know it's wrong, do you dare to play? Do you dare? The tall man was still angry, he took off the hard-soled shoes on his feet, and hit the left and right with a bow!

A hot sting pain came, and the withered yellow boy finally burst into tears.

In great fear, the withered boy wanted to speak, but he was already speechless in fear.

"Don't admit your mistake, I'll kill you, kill you!" The frequency of the tall man's attacks rose rapidly, and the sound of piapiapia seemed to be two pieces of leather colliding at high frequencies.

Like the last straw that crushed the camel, the tall man's danger, momentum, malice, plus pain, wounded memories, humiliation, and the faces, alienated expressions, and smiles of his friends...... All of this adds up to a threshold that has finally been exceeded.

The yellow boy's heart contracted violently, but his muscles relaxed instantly, and the blood supply to the heart and brain was transferred to the limbs.

He then lost consciousness and stopped breathing.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! There was an unusually crisp sound, and the withered yellow boy was like a rotten fish, sticking to the ground and not responding.

"You beat him to death!" Among the children next to him, one of the most athletic and well-dressed boys shouted loudly.

"Get out! …… You go aside, you don't care. The tall man roared angrily, and after seeing whose child it was, he was a little polite.

But he also sensed that something was wrong, and he realized that it was wrong when he got up from the withered yellow boy.

Looking at the boy lying on his stomach, a trace of panic flashed in the tall man's eyes, "You get up, I won't beat you." You...... How dare you play dead? ”

He poked the yellow boy's head with his hard-soled shoes, panicked and hypocritical, more like explaining to the sturdy boy: "You still dare to play dead, hurry up for me, or I will drag you home." ”

The withered yellow boy was still motionless, and the tall man panicked, he squatted next to him and said to himself: "Parents have no fault, this ...... Children are prone to early death. ”

The surrounding children quietly retreated, and the girls among them even cried.

"Hurry up, I'll touch you a few times and scold you, don't pretend to be dead." The tall man regained his composure from the furious vent, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Human life is also divided into many kinds, and the children of their own family are worthless, and they will be killed if they are killed, at most, they will invite the village chief and the leading figures to drink a drink, and bury the dead children.

But seeing that the kid who was about to work and make money was killed, not to mention the heavy losses, his mother-in-law would not let herself go!

"Holy Spirit Creator, I pray to you to bring this child back to life. I...... I dedicate him to you, he will be your person in the future, he will serve you all his life, and I will not need him to support his old age in the future. Really, I swear. The tall man knelt beside the dead boy and prayed.

In this moment, his prayer is pious.

Perhaps the Holy Spirit Creator had been unhappy with this cruel slave owner for a long time, and the Holy Spirit Creator immediately granted his prayer to save the child from his worn.

On the boy's already blue forehead, a diamond-shaped blue-white mark flashed away.

Then the boy breathed.

In this extreme environment, Li Ping's mind was in severe pain, his thinking was confused, and he vaguely heard a man's donkey-like prayer.

Don't bark, you're screaming worse than a donkey!

Li Ping stretched out his hand and waved, thinking impatiently.

"Ah, thanks to the Holy Spirit the Creator, little peace, you live ...... You're awake, hurry up, let's go home, your mother has made a table of meat at home, waiting for you to come home and eat. Let's go, even if you want to sleep, go home and sleep. ”

The tall man put on his shoes, put on a smiling face and shook Li Ping kindly, and dragged him up, "Look at you, how old you are, you can't wear pants well, and you have to lift your pants for you." ”

The trousers were lifted up and fell down again, for the straw rope at the girdle had been torn off.

Li Ping's head was dizzy and tingling, and in the encouragement of the tall man's tongue, he held his pants in his hands and was staggered forward.

Passing by those little friends, the tall man said something to them, Li Ping was dizzy, and he only remembered that the faces of the little friends were ugly.

When I got home, the dilapidated home was deserted, and of course there was no trace of the table of meat that I had promised, not even a bowl of brown rice.

Li Ping turned his head and looked at the tall man suspiciously.

The tall man said angrily: "You let you watch the house, but you ran out to play, if you lose something...... Hmph, it's not as useful to feed you as it is to have a dog. ”

Took a bowl of water and poured it on Li Ping. The man pushed him towards the small bed next to him, "It's been a crazy day, and you're sick again, hurry up and lie down and rest, and take you to the doctor at night." ”

Li Ping was in a daze, and vaguely heard a woman coming back and asking where his son was.

The tall man's tongue bloomed with a lotus flower, saying that the child seemed to be unwell today and had already let him sleep.

The woman wanted to come and see, and the tall man said that there was nothing wrong, and that she was also tired, so she quickly sat down to drink water and rest, and he would make dinner today.

The woman was so moved that she seemed to cry. But after sitting for a while, she was going to pick up her little daughter who was left at her in-laws' house.

Li Ping was in a daze, as if watching a play, and felt funny: Silly Bai Tian and a scumbag? And a younger sister, alas.

By the way, why does your butt hurt a little?

Oops, it hurts more and more.

What's the matter, such a sharp pain, is it infected with the herpes virus?

But I'm so sleepy, my whole body is weak, and I can't open my eyelids, so just endure it.

*******

The house is at the very edge of the village, and outside is the woods, and an industrious woodpecker is digging a hole in the tree in preparation for the winter.

In the sound of chiselling, Li Ping was woken up.

After a night's rest, my butt still hurts. The memories of this body were flipped through by him, and the cause of the pain in his butt was clear to him.

This is the countryside of the Lille Empire, where civilization is more distorted - material technology is more developed, but ideology and customs are very conservative and backward.

Even more distorted is the situation of Li Ping, the people of Lille have primitive spirit worship, there are also ethical guidelines for the gods and Buddhas, and even the belief in technology and the Holy Spirit Creator.

They are all speculators and have no loyalty to any faith. Some witches would recommend the seriously ill to worship the Holy Spirit, and many goddesses also knew how to summon spirits and exorcise ghosts.

For them, spirits, ancestors, and holy spirits, who can benefit them, are honored, and those who can harm them are feared.

They are willing to bargain between many faiths, carefully avoiding taboos.

In private, they like to complain about the domineering and exclusive nature of the Holy Spirit, but in the church and in front of outsiders they try to be pious - so as not to displease the Holy Spirit.

For weddings and funerals, don't forget to beat dog cakes and open the way......

Everything is full of contradictions and distortions.

Even worse than the social environment is the family environment.

This body is also called Li Ping, and there is a sister named Flavi who loves to scream.

Her mother is the youngest daughter of a large family - a rude and willful silly Bai Tian, who always regards herself as the goddess emperor. has no respect for others, but hates people who don't respect her the most, and I can't wait for everything in heaven and earth to listen to her command and make her happy.

The father was the eldest son of another family, and he was also a tricky and headstrong fellow, but even more brutal.

The catastrophe of two wayward fellows coming together can be imagined - they broke off their parents, their friends, and their uncles and elders.

Then he moved outside the village, started from scratch, and lived alone.

Two willful, vain, impatient, and unwitting guys get together, and there is no doubt that their lives are a mess, and everything they do ends in failure.

Although there are many well-wishers who help them, introduce them to jobs, and help them take care of their homes and children. But they are the best at ruining everything on the eve of success, and by the way, disgusting well-wishers who helped them.

So they will never have a good year, and so far they have achieved nothing.

In this case, they decided to put their hope of turning the book on their son, who they wanted to become a paladin of demonic and martial dual cultivation.

They also provided basic education themselves: martial arts, music, manners, housework, farming - it didn't matter if it didn't work, as long as they tried their best, they could blame the children for failure.

They had high hopes for Li Ping's body, and taught him to cook at the age of three to cultivate his self-learning ability.

They were also worried that he would be taken away and have an accident, so they even deprived the original owner of the right to go out and play.

Li Ping just wanted to complain - to keep the child in an empty courtyard for a long time, not to let him have contact with any outsiders - is this to train paladins, or to catch a demon who has a vengeance against his father and lock him up and torture him?

It's a miracle that the original owner has been locked up for several years, and he has only become a talker, plus some shameless flattery, and has not become a monster who can't speak.

Xuan does not change his life, and Krypton does not save him. The miracle lasted for more than ten years, and now it had to be declared over—the original owner of this body died in despair in great fear.

It is not known for what purpose the Holy Spirit Creator had, and in this extreme case, Li Ping took over this body.

"This is the Inheritance Secret Realm!" Li Ping doesn't want to scold his mother now, he just wants to destroy the world.

In such an extreme environment, he also has to protect Flavi (if he doesn't get Flavi's approval, he can't take any resources with him), search for resources that can be used.

There was no hint, no help, everything was up to him to discover on his own.

But he looked at his withered arms, he was already a teenager, but he was as thin as two thatches.

The thin body is estimated to not be able to beat even a hen.

In this place that is suspected to be a demon plane, how to survive among the violent and brutal demons has instantly become a more important task.