"Got it." The withered man replied impatiently.

It was this sound that decided the fate of everyone present.

Before the boy could recover from the news that his father was dead, a stream of heat poured over his head.

The liquid ran down the boy's hair, some on his forehead, on his face, and to the corners of his mouth.

Some of the eyes flowed in, and the world turned red.

The boy slowly raised his head, and all that caught his eye was a chest, which was upright and empty.

The boy's eyes widened and his mouth opened, and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. He screamed silently, fear sweeping over him.

"Didn't you say don't kill people?"

"What if I kill it? Will my people die in vain? The withered man sneered.

The people inside didn't speak, as if the two were jealous of each other.

……

When Tang Sha heard this, he suddenly realized that this was not a boy's life of struggle.

Rather, it is the sin of mankind.

It is impossible to imagine the size of this boy's psychological shadow. If you don't have psychological problems when you grow up, Tang Sha doesn't believe it.

"And then? And then? Boys, what's wrong with them? Who are those two mystery men? ”

Regarding Tang Sha's interjection, Chu Junwei was helpless.

"I don't know, I'm just listening to other people." Chu Junwei shook his head, there are some things that can't be said clearly.

"Okay, you go ahead."

In fact, Chu Junwei felt that this kind of tolerance of Tang Sha's small problems felt very good, and she was also willing to tolerate Tang Sha.

……

The boy and the boy in his village took the place of the boy's father, who woke up tied to a pillar.

The boy struggled for a while, and his hands and feet could not move at all, but he felt very energetic and much stronger.

All he remembered was that the withered man had sprinkled white powder on them, and then he lost his instincts.

The boy hurriedly twisted his head and realized that the people around him were just like him.

"Uncle Niu, Uncle Niu." The boy called out to the man next to him, his face pale, tears rolling in his eyes.

Uncle Niu looked at the boy in despair, Uncle Niu knew that they might all die here.

He didn't want to give the boy hope and then make him desperate. But he couldn't get the words out of his despair.

"Uncle Niu, what should I do! Is Daddy really dead, are we going to die too, woo woo woo ......" The boy still cried, no one had taught him what to do at such a time.

Daddy didn't teach him either, what to do when Daddy died. What about him, what about his mother, and what about his little sister, the more the boy thought about it, the more desperate he became.

But when he thought of his mother and the child in his mother's womb, the boy wanted to live. If he died, his mother would be very sad, and he was reluctant to make his mother sad.

The hole was oppressive, and the light came from two lit braziers.

The boy cried uncontrollably, and this emotion moved everyone. Each of them had their own tears, and only they knew who they were crying for.

Only they can know how reluctant they are to wait for death.

It is said that the dead are not the most painful, and the painful people are often the ones who survived.

But it is precisely because they know that those who survive will be in pain, that they feel pain in that moment.

"me, looking at your appearance, I am reluctant to attack you."

The familiar voice sounded again, and the words of pity sounded like there was endless evil hidden in it.

Behind him were these people, all of whom were holding a small box in their hands, and they didn't know what it contained.

"Put it in."

As soon as the order was given, the few people behind began to make a cut on the tied people one by one.

The boy was no exception, he was trembling with fear and whining.

After the boy saw himself scratched, the man took a worm out of the box and placed it on his wound.

The boy screamed as he watched as the worm crawled into his body, and he could clearly feel the worm slowly moving through his body.

From my wrist to my heart, I didn't feel anything anymore.

When they were done with this, they actually retreated, leaving only those people in the village.

"Uncle Niu, what is that bug? I'm scared. The boy asked, whimpering.

Uncle Niu also shook his head sadly.

The more the boy thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more he feared, the more he wanted to live.

So in the end, when everyone started yelling wildly, the boy was still crying.

When everyone was quiet, the boy was still crying.

When the people outside came in again, carried away the people around him, and looked at the boy, he was still crying.

I cried for a few days, my tears were almost dry, and my eyes were swollen like peaches.

"Hahahaha, there you have it!" The withered man was more like a child than a boy with joy, dancing and laughing on the sidelines.

There was also a man in a large black hat standing next to the withered man, whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Take him back so that he can live and be raised."

The boy was eventually taken out of the cave and ended up in a very ornate palace.

The boy didn't know why everyone died, he was still alive, but it was best to be alive, and there was a chance to meet his mother.

But Daddy was gone, and the boy began to cry again when he thought of Daddy.

"Child, don't cry, you can follow me in the future." The old man was very kind, unlike the people he saw that day.

Later, the boy lived in this hall all the time, and every day the old man would teach him to practice martial arts and calligraphy, so that he would become stronger.

The boy stayed in the main hall for fifteen years.

At this time, the boy had become a young man. For fifteen years, the boy listened to the bustle and bustle of the outside world from the mouth of the old man.

The boy had forgotten what it was like outside. The boy learned a lot from the old man, especially pharmacology.

The boy has roughly reached the peak of his life, and the arrival of this period means that the boy's fate will be turned upside down because of it.

On this day, the boy's teacher took half a bowl of blood from him and left, without saying a word.

The boy was nervous, and he always felt that something was going to happen. Boys are smart, and the older they get, the smarter they get.

Although there are few people who accept the world, there is indeed a lot to see from the book. Coupled with the events of that year, the boy had his own guesses.

What was put in his body at the beginning should have been a Gu worm, as for what kind of Gu it was, the boy didn't know very well. He looked through a lot of books and couldn't find anything about it.

The teacher took his blood today, and he believed that such days would not end, but would continue for a long time.

The boy knew from the beginning that he was nothing more than a tool, but he was sad. It turned out that the master, who had been with him for fifteen years, still failed to develop a trace of affection for himself.

Only he was so stupid that he felt that the master would have compassion. The boy cried again, he hadn't cried in years.

Sure enough, for the next month, the old man would take a certain amount of blood from the boy's body every day.

The boy was only a little weak because he usually ate things that replenished his blood.

After a month, the old man did not take any more blood, but took care of the boy as usual. It's like nothing happened.

The boy was young, and within half a month after stopping blood collection, he was alive and well. The old man has always said that the boy has a special physique and is a martial arts wizard.

The boy didn't understand what the hell those men were up to, and it kept him up at night.

The boy couldn't help it, and finally asked the old man.

The old man looked at the boy with cloudy eyes and was silent for a long time.

The boy begged the old man to let him go, and he wanted to go back and see if his mother had grown up and had married.

The old man gently tore away the boy's hand from him, bent over, and left the palace with slow steps.

The old man is getting older and older, and it seems that he will not live long.

The boy had always thought that the old man was just raising himself like a pet, but he was wrong.

On that day, after someone fed the boy a pill, the old man left the palace with the boy.

The people behind chased after him, and the old man's cloudy eyes revealed a little kindness, and he said to the boy: "You go, don't let them find it, live your life well, and don't think about revenge." ”

The boy had no resentment for the old man except gratitude and reverence.

"Teacher, you tell me who they are, and I will hide in the future." The boy said.

The old man leaned close to the boy's ear, whispered five words, and then resolutely flew away to lure the enemy away.

The boy left, descended the mountain, and blended into the market. No one knew him, including those who hadn't seen him in fifteen years.

The boy knew that his teacher might be dead, in order to save him.

The boy walked all the way and all the way, not knowing where he had gone, he just didn't dare to go home.

The teacher told him not to go back.

The boy wandered like this, and his footprints were covered in every corner of Chen Guo.

After five years of wandering, the boy became a man completely, a man who stood for a young age, a man who was even stronger than his father.

It was five years before the boy dared to go home and take a look.

However, he never found his village again. What remains is patches of cultivated land. The vegetables in the cultivated fields grow extremely luxuriantly.

I don't know what it was used to raise it.

The boy sat beside the plough, stunned. He sat until the evening, when he got up.

But then, he found a bone peeking out of the soil.

The boy removed the dirt, dug deeply, and finally dug out all the bones.

There were cut marks on the bones, and the broken parts were smooth, as if they had been cut off in front of them.

The boy knew this bone, it was Wang Mazi at the entrance of the village. Wang Mazi's legs are thick and thin, and they are a little hunchbacked.

It's just that Wang Mazi has grown up.

The boy seemed to be mad and began to dig three feet into the ground.

The bones appeared one by one, and the boy sat on the ground with a dull expression, and everyone in the village died.

In this pile of white bones, will there be the bones of his own mother? Maybe there's a sister of your own.

The boy did not cry this time, and even he was amazed at why he was so sad and could not shed a single tear.

He didn't know, he just remembered a lot of things, he just wanted those people to pay for their debts.

Since then, the boy has embarked on his own path of revenge.

He began to rely on the five words that his master said to him, and slowly planned a grand revenge plan.

……

"And then? Gone? Tang Shazheng listened energetically, but he didn't expect Chu Junwei to listen.

And then ...... I don't know, it all happened decades ago, and I don't know what happened to the boy. Chu Junwei shrugged.

The corners of Tang Sha's mouth tugged at a smirk. I hate stories that don't have an ending. Of course, there are endings in the world, and those endings are not very satisfying, so this is the best. Can you still leave yourself room for reverie, and you can't say that the boy will take revenge, or forget?

Tang Sha chose revenge, anyway, the group of murderers were not good people.

But Tang Sha actually heard some strange flavors from this story, and always felt familiar.

"Why did that group raise boys for so long?" Tang Sha asked curiously.

"I don't know, I'm going to ask those people." Chu Junwei shook his head.

"What medicine did the group end up giving to the boy? It must be something very bad, otherwise there wouldn't be so much foreplay. Tang Sha seemed to be talking to himself.

Chu Junwei knew that Tang Sha had fallen into her own world again, and sometimes she couldn't think about it, she wouldn't give up.

Tang Sha always felt that there was something missing, the story of decades ago?

"Weiwei, how did you know this story? Who told you that? Tang Sha suddenly asked.

"One...... Elders. Chu Junwei said truthfully.

Tang Sha sighed, forget it, I can't think of it. Since she knows this, it means that she has a fate with these things.

Fate will arrange itself with the future of the story.

Tang Sha comforted himself.

"If Xiao Ming wants to hear a story, I have it here."

A voice pulled Tang Sha out of his thoughts.

"Washed so quickly?" Tang Sha snorted twice, if she was soaking in the bath, it would take at least half an hour to get up.

"I want to see Xiao Ming soon." Qing Zheng didn't pay attention to Chu Junwei on the side at all, and began to blatantly provoke Tang Sha.

"It seems that what Wei Wei said is really good." Tang Sha sighed.

"What did she say?" Qing Zheng glanced at Chu Junwei and gave a warning.

"He said that you are interested in seeing color, and I am a peerless enchantress." The ultimate meaning of Tang Sha - boasting and shameless.

Chu Junwei and Qing Zheng both laughed. Sure enough, even if Tang Sha lost his memory, it didn't change in essence.

Chu Junwei was still smiling, but when he smiled, the smile on his face disappeared.

She asked Qing Zhengdao, "You told her her name?" "Isn't it not long since Qing Zheng arrived?"

Qing Zheng was stunned for a moment, as if he had discovered some secret.

Tang Sha's heart was also tight, and he suffered. Chu Junwei and Mo Chuanxiang never told her that she also had a name called Ning Xiaoming.

"Tell me, her name is Ning Xiaoming." Qing Zheng smiled like a fox.

Tang Sha didn't expect Qing Zheng to say this, but he was glad that he didn't betray her. Qing Zheng knows it better than Mo Chuanxiang knows.

"Hahahaha, are you hungry? Let's arrange lunch. Tang Sha snorted and hurriedly opened the topic.