The boy was running, barefoot through the fields. m.

Behind him were several other children, and the sunset accompanied the laughter of the children, and everything seemed so beautiful.

"Bang!"

The little boy bumped into a man, clutching his aching head and backing away.

At this time, several other children also chased after them, and when they saw the man in front of them, they all showed expressions of fear.

The man looked to be about thirty years old, with a heroic look between his eyebrows, and behind him, there was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties.

"Father's ......"

"Smack!"

Before the little boy could finish his words, the man slapped him in the face, and the little boy threw himself directly to the ground.

He slowly crawled to his feet, wiped his nearest blood, and glared viciously at the man in front of him.

The man looked indifferent, and instead of paying attention to the little boy, he looked at his friends.

"These are the servants' children?"

The man looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man nodded, then looked at the frightened children.

"Master, do you need me to deal with it?"

The man thought for a moment, then looked at the little boy indifferently, and finally nodded.

"Go ahead, he casually disobeys my orders, and he needs to pay for it. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

The middle-aged man walked up to the children. The child was so frightened that he fled in all directions, and the middle-aged man just stretched out a hand and snapped his fingers.

The children who had been running all twitched and fell to the ground.

"No, Father, you can't do that!"

The little boy clutched the hem of the man's clothes and shouted.

"Smack!"

Another crisp slap in the face.

The man looked at the little boy with even a hint of disgust.

"Lao Gui, take him down, and confine him for a week. ”

With that, the man turned and left.

Zhang Laogui obeyed the order, helped the little boy who fell to the ground up, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Young Master, let's go. ”

The little boy didn't appreciate it, he shook off Zhang Lao's crutch and said viciously: "You and him are also in the same group!"

Zhang Laogui was silent for a while.

"Let's go, young master. ”

The little boy stood up by himself, wiped the tears from his face, and left without looking back, while Zhang Laogui just followed him silently without saying a word.

Yu Yinyu looked at everything in front of him, thoughtful.

This little boy should be Zhang Baiwen when he was young, and that man, if nothing else, should be his father, and their current location should not be Beijing, but somewhere in Jiangxi, whether it is the hidden area of Longhu Mountain, Yu Yinyu can't judge.

Yu Yinyu was a little puzzled, this young Zhang Baiwen seemed to be normal, why did he become like this when he grew up?

Time quickly passed again, and it was night.

At this time, the young Zhang Baiwen had been confined, and Yu Yinyu was also in the house.

Zhang Baiwen knelt in the corner of the room, clenched his fists, and silently wept.

He didn't understand why his father hated him so much.

Why?

Why exactly?

Yu Yinyu looked at it for a while, and found that someone stopped at the door of Zhang Baiwen's room, and the light reflected his shadow, but Zhang Baiwen didn't see it.

Yu Yinyu walked out of the room and found that the person standing outside was the old housekeeper of the Zhang family, Zhang Laogui.

Zhang Laogui stood at the door of Zhang Baiwen's room for a while, and then left, Yu Yinyu was a little curious, where did he go?

Yu Yinyu wanted to follow up and take a look, but there was no way, this was Zhang Baiwen's memory space, some things he was not present, the memory space would be relatively vague, even if Yu Yinyu followed, he would be lost halfway, because there were some places where he didn't know what it looked like.

Following.

Zhang Baiwen's father came to the door.

He did not confine Zhang Baiwen for a week as he said that day, but released him the next day.

However, Zhang Baiwen, who was released, was not freed, and he was beaten up without avoidance.

"Those children are dead. ”

Zhang Baiwen's father said coldly.

On the ground, the young Zhang Baiwen was scarred and constantly twitching.

Hearing his father's words, Zhang Baiwen stopped convulsing, he raised his head and looked at his father, his eyes were full of resentment.

"Don't look at me like that

"I told you to practice hard that day, but you went against me, and you secretly ran to play with them, this is the reason why they died, if you don't look for them, they won't die, all of this is your fault." ”

Zhang Baiwen cried, he gritted his teeth, and his nails sneaked deep into his palms.

His father kicked him mercilessly, rolling him around.

"Don't pretend to be dead, get up and cultivate. ”

Zhang Baiwen stood up tremblingly, his body trembling, I don't know if it was because of anger or pain.

Subsequently, Zhang Baiwen began to cultivate, Yu Yinyu found that his cultivation was almost not much different from Landau's original, like this kind of training, even he could not receive it as an adult, not to mention that Zhang Baiwen was only a ten-year-old child at this time.

Does Yu Yinyu hate Zhang Baiwen?

Of course hate, but this does not mean that Yu Yinyu thinks that what is happening in front of him is correct.

Zhang Baiwen was also at fault in the past, and his fault was Zhang Baiwen who had long since passed the posterity.

Zhang Baiwen's cultivation is mainly in charge of Zhang Laogui, I have to say that Zhang Laogui is a very good teacher, in the process of teaching Zhang Baiwen, he constantly pointed out his mistakes, and at the same time patiently taught him how to master his own strength and achieve the best state, which is much better than Baiwu.

Night.

At this time, Zhang Baiwen had already fallen asleep, but the time suddenly came to about three hours later.

It should be around one o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Baiwen woke up with urine, he got up from the bed in a daze and rubbed his eyes.

After he finished going to the toilet, he was about to go back to his room, because he was afraid of disturbing his father, Zhang Baiwen could hide his breath when he passed by his father's door.

My father's door was still open, maybe he was still reading, and I had better not disturb him. Zhang Baiwen thought to himself.

But just then, he heard a voice from his father's room.

Zhang Baiwen paused and stopped.

"Master, are you really kind to the young master like this?"

"Hmph. ”

Zhang Baiwen's father snorted coldly.

"The reason why he suffered all this was his own problem. ”

"But you also know that it's not the young master's fault. ”

"He killed Lian'er!"

Zhang Baiwen's father's emotions gradually became agitated.

I killed ...... Mother?

Zhang Baiwen covered his mouth and lost his mind instantly.

"But sir, the young master is your only heir. ”

“......”

Zhang Baiwen finally understood everything, it turned out that the reason why his mother died was because she insisted on giving birth to him.

The reason why his father hated him so much was also because he had killed his mother.

So that's what happened...... Zhang Baiwen returned to his room in a daze.

He sat on the bed and felt a complete breakdown.

It's not your fault...... It's not my fault that my mother died, why, because of this, you want to hate your own son?

Hatred welled up in my heart.

He hated his father, hated Zhang Laogui, hated those children, they were the ones who caused him to be beaten.

He hated himself, he hated all this!

can't go on like this anymore, Zhang Baiwen stood up and secretly swore that from today on, no one could bully him anymore, not even his father.

Hatred blinded his eyes, he Zhang Baiwen, revenge will be avenged!

Since this day, Zhang Baiwen has never been lazy, every day he gets up very early and starts inhuman exercise, even if his father wants to trouble him, but he can't find a little fault, his performance can be described by two words: perfect.

Save this, ten years have passed.

At this time, Zhang Baiwen was already twenty-two years old.

Most of the Zhang family's property and rights have been transferred to him, the heir of the Zhang family.

Zhang Baiwen and his son sat in the hall of Zhang's house, drinking tea.

"How have you been cultivating lately?"

Zhang Baiwen's father looks a lot older than he did back then.

Zhang Baiwen smiled slightly: "Father, now my strength is comparable to a half-immortal." ”

"Good, good. ”

His father nodded in satisfaction.

"By the way, father, when will the rights of the Zhang family be handed over to me?"

Hearing this, Zhang Baiwen's father was stunned for a moment and put down the tea in his hand.

"It's not time yet. ”

"Not yet?"

Zhang Baiwen smiled coldly when he heard this.

"You never wanted to put the power in my hands, did you?" Zhang Baiwen said, "You have never regarded me as your son, I am just your capital to show off outside! Zhang Jiacheng is the only hope for God, and you, all along, have regarded me as the murderer of my mother." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Baiwen's father was stunned.

"How did you know about this?"

"How do I know?" Zhang Baiwen sneered, "I already knew." ”

He stood up and walked slowly in front of his father.

"Hand over your rights, you're old and useless, it's my time. ”

"You...... Poof!"

Zhang Baiwen's father spat out a mouthful of blood, and he fell from his chair and convulsed on the ground.

Zhang Baiwen seems to see himself at the beginning.

His father's mouth was bleeding nonstop, and at the same time he was making a hoarse voice, but Zhang Baiwen didn't care, just looked at it so indifferently, as if it didn't matter to him.

His father moved his mouth before he died, and seemed to say something, but Zhang Baiwen didn't hear it.

Of course, he didn't care.

He doesn't have a good impression of this man who has abused him since he was a child and has never called himself a son.

"Smack!"

The sound of porcelain breaking.

Zhang Laogui stood outside the door, looking at everything in front of him, his eyes widened and he felt incredulous.

Zhang Baiwen looked back at him and smiled.

"My father died, right?"

Zhang Laogui hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

There was a knife hidden in this smile, and he knew very well that if he didn't agree, Zhang Baiwen would kill himself without hesitation.

"You treated me well back then, and if you serve me in the future, I will spare your life. ”

Zhang Laogui continued to nod.

Zhang Baiwen smiled: "Very good, you know each other very well." ”

"From today onwards, I will be the head of the Zhang family, and I will lead the Zhang family to new heights. Zhang Baiwen said.

"Old man......"

"Don't, I'm still young, and it's not the same as that old immortal, so you continue to call me young master...... No, it's different, starting today, I'm the young master. ”

Zhang Laogui hesitated for a moment, sighed, and said, "Young master, you actually lived up to the master's heart." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Baiwen was stunned for a moment, pointed at himself, and then pointed to his father on the ground.

"What are you kidding?" Zhang Baiwen suddenly became hysterical, "How many inhumane things did he do to me in order to get revenge on me? He has been abusing me, and you say that I have failed him?"

"Young master, you come with me. ”

Zhang Laogui didn't explain too much, he first stepped forward and closed the eyes of the former head of the Zhang family, who was not blind, and then led Zhang Baiwen out of the hall of the Zhang family.

Zhang Baiwen didn't know what kind of medicine he bought in his gourd, so he followed.

The two came to Zhang Baiwen's father's room.

"Young master, in fact, you have always misunderstood the master. ”

Zhang Laogui walked to the head of Zhang Baiwen's father's bed, and took out a notebook from the bedside table.

This book looks a little old.,The cover has been a little yellowed.。

Zhang Laogui handed the book to Zhang Baiwen, Zhang Baiwen opened the book suspiciously, he didn't know what was written in it, so he began to read.

At first, he didn't react, but in the back, he suddenly flipped faster and faster, and then, directly threw the notebook to the ground.

"No way, no way! How could he be such a person!"

ps: The diary of the head of the Zhang family in detail, I won't write it in the text, there will be it in the future, and friends who want to see it can go to see it themselves.

"Alas. ”

Zhang Laogui picked up the diary, looked at Zhang Baiwen, who was a little crazy, and sighed.

Yu Yinyu took all this in his eyes, and he understood the ins and outs of everything.

Tragic.

Utter tragedy.

The young Zhang Baiwen did not understand his father's good intentions, which caused all these tragedies.

Later, Zhang Baiwen's life became clear, in order to make up for his mistakes, he wanted to become a god, and after becoming a god, he could resurrect his mother and father.

In order to achieve this goal, Zhang Baiwen must become a god, he used the stronghold created by his father in order to cultivate him, and at the same time, he is also adding a lot of strongholds, and since then, he has become farther and farther away from the road of people.

Is he getting closer to God?

Perhaps.

But forever, he lost the qualification to be a man.