Page 75 A Good Story of Cruelty
The place where the good story begins is a small sunny village.
There is a family of four in the village, and parents from outside the country are raising a pair of children. The young and strong husband was a good farmer, who had a good wheat field that was harvested well every year, and raised a few cows. The virtuous wife had a pair of skillful hands, and every day she knitted cloth at home to support the family, taught a pair of children, and sometimes made delicious sweets for the neighbors. The son is a bright little boy, and apart from the occasional silly thing like I can see what's behind the sky, the kids in the neighborhood are willing to play with him. The daughter is a beautiful little girl with delicate brown hair, and is deeply loved by the seven aunts and eight aunts in the neighborhood.
This is a happy and calm little family far away in the quiet countryside.
Until one day, the bright little boy suddenly disappeared in front of many friends, and then appeared on the roof. This caused panic among everyone, and the young and strong husband took away the little boy who was crying incessantly, and it seemed that the matter was over.
But after many similar incidents, rumors began to spread in the village that the couple was actually an evil pair of wizards from the outside, who had come here to conduct vicious experiments, and that the little boy was not their son at all, but the product of their evil witchcraft, a demon who could eat people, and his ability to disappear in an instant was the demonic power that was accidentally exposed.
Gradually, the people of the village began to alienate them, and the farmers, who had often consulted their young husbands for their farming skills, began to accuse him of using witchcraft to produce a good harvest every year, when in fact he had added human flesh to his fields. Neighbors who once praised his virtuous wife's candy began to rumor behind her back that her candy was poisoned with witchcraft, and that if she ate too much, she would be confused. The little ones also stopped playing with the little boy, and often threw stones from a distance, cursing that he was the son of a demon. The little girl is no longer loved by the seven aunts and eight aunts, and the middle-aged woman often chews her tongue behind her back and says that the reason why she is so beautiful is actually the product of incest among wizards.
Sometimes it is the mouth that kills faster than the sword, and the thick rumors are like a black twilight that separates the family of four from the world, and the sword-like vicious words pierce the entire body of the young couple, so they choose to die, in a peaceful evening as usual.
The virtuous wife put the poison she had bought from the town in her food and served it to the table, but at the last moment she snatched the food from her son and daughter's plate, and she and her young husband died of poison on a breezy night.
It wasn't until three days later that curious and daring villagers broke open their closed doors and discovered their deaths. Their bodies had begun to rot and stink, and the room was so foul that the little girl had fainted from hunger, but she was still clutching her mother's rotting hand. The clever son sat there expressionless, neither looking at his dead parents, nor caring for his dying sister, and even had a creepy smile when he saw the daring villager.
Soon all the people gathered at the door of the house, and the little boy stared at them like that, and finally drew a dagger that looked like a homemade one in front of everyone, and said, "I will kill you." ”
It was this sentence and the extremely strange state that his parents died without shedding a single tear directly confirmed his demonic identity, and the death of his parents was also understood by the ignorant villagers as a failure of witchcraft and died, and finally under the resolution of all the villagers, the village chief announced that he would directly burn this demon and the demon's sister to prevent more terrifying things from happening.
The ancient and barbaric thing of burning at the stake was thus driven in the village, and two innocent children were tied to it under the name of demons, and the fire burned under them. All the villagers shouted below to burn the demon, completely ignoring the little girl's helpless cry above, while the little boy just stared at everyone with a blank face.
At this moment, the little boy suddenly took the little girl's hand, and then they disappeared from everyone's eyes, and only the stake burned.
At the end of the day, the boy finally used his terrible ability to harm his whole family to this point, and escaped from the village with his sister.
After escaping from the village, the little boy vomited for an hour because he had used that ability, the one that had killed his own parents.
In the years that followed, the siblings began to wander, but because they were too young and had no money, they were soon starved to death on the streets, when a kind circus director rescued them, took care of them very kindly, and asked them about their origins.
The innocent brother and sister told the kind head of the regiment everything and begged him to take him in, but the kind head of the group smiled and agreed to them and immediately signed a so-called cooperation agreement with them.
But when the siblings grew up, they realized what they had signed, and they completely sold themselves to the circus director.
The well-meaning head soon became the bad-hearted leader, who took advantage of the boy's ability to make money, completely ignoring the boy's throat and vomiting in the dark every time, and driving the little girl to do heavy chordries, completely ignoring whether the little girl's immature shoulders could hold it.
Then many years passed, the brother and sister grew up, and the vicious head of the regiment always used the deed of sale to enslave them, and in the end, the pig fell in love with his sister and wanted to possess her, but the incompetent brother could not forget what happened back then, and he could not protect his sister with the ability to kill his parents.
"So I'm an ominous person." The man who told the story said the most reluctantly.
"It's a cruel story." The man who listened to the story concluded.
"Can you help us?" Heath Ledger looked at Chen Senran, and a glimmer of light suddenly burst out in his empty eyes, "Please." ”
"Xiao Sensen......" Little Lori, who had already heard the tears, pulled Chen Senran's sleeve.
"No, I refuse." Chen Senran, who has always been obedient to Little Lori, categorically refused this time.
"You...... To ...... too," Heath Ledger smiled self-deprecatingly, and said in a tone that saw through the world, "The most poisonous thing in this world is the human heart." Hehehehaha......ha
"Do you know what this card means?" Chen Senran picked up the upside-down hangman.
Heath Ledger just smiled nervously and ignored him.
"You can go." The sister in the story spoke coldly, and the look of curled up on the ground but stubbornly trying to get up and bite you was inexplicably a little amazing.
"Orthodoxy represents bondage, fear, self-deception. Reversal means breaking free from everything and trapping the beast out of the cage. After Chen Senran said this, he pushed the old card from the reverse direction to Heath Ledger.
"Let's go." Chen Senran pulled up the reluctant little Lori who pouted, and walked out of the tent without looking back.
Heath Ledger looked at the card coldly, and from his point of view, the reverse hanging man was the upside-down.
It represents bondage, fear, self-deception.
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"What's the matter, girl? Angry with me? Chen Senran pulled a handful of little Lori, but was thrown away by Little Lori.
Looking at the little girl's pursed mouth, Chen Senran squatted down, held her little head, and said, "Don't I help them if you know what the Tao is doing?" ”
"You're cold-blooded...... Hmph...... "The little girl struggled to twist her head to the other side.
"yes, I'm just cold-blooded. Even he doesn't want to help himself, why do I want him? Chen Senran looked at Xiao Lori seriously, "There are many things in this world, only you can save yourself, I can help him this time, so what about next time?" After Chen Senran finished speaking, he stood up and began to walk forward.
"Xiao Sensen......" Little Annie shouted, and hurriedly ran up and grabbed Chen Senran's hand, "I shouldn't have said that you are cold-blooded......"
"No, in fact, you're right, I'm really cold-blooded, I'm afraid of trouble, I don't think it's worth saving them." Chen Senran's tone was still serious, "There is a sentence that the clown is right, the most poisonous thing in this world is the human heart, and I am not so kind." ”
"But you're very good to me, very good, very good."
"yes." Chen Senran smiled, grabbed the little girl's hand with his backhand, and grabbed it so tightly, so tightly, "Because no matter how vicious and cold-blooded a person is, there are also things that are very important to him." ”
"Nasty...... actually said that people are things......" Little Lori kicked Chen Senran a little shyly.
The night breeze was warm.
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I don't know what it's like to write it. It feels great and cruel at the same time.
I hope you enjoy it too.
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Also, don't pay too much attention to the explanation of the hanged man in the text...... It's just made up for the needs of the plot, if there is a tarot card master who sees it and is unhappy, he begs to let go of the contemptible.