Oh my God, it's the warden. Where did he come from, and where did he hide before?

His tail hadn't retracted yet, and it turned out that the civet was the warden just now, so it was no wonder that the sheen of the fur was so bright.

The purpose of using illusion to turn into a black cat was to see what the witch was going to do, but unexpectedly, he discovered a secret passage to the outside.

Although the warden has an enviable job underground, he also has a heart that yearns for freedom! Many years ago, he was sent to hell as a sacrificial sacrifice as a sixteen-year-old boy.

In the last second, he was still an amiable and respectable relative, but in the next second, he turned his face and didn't recognize people, just like a changeable face.

For a certain period of time, I took special care of myself, just like the flowers in the greenhouse, but I didn't expect to just fatten the pigs and kill them.

Those are his own parents! However, he is not their only child. There are five in the family, all of them are men, so what if there is no one of them?

Entered the underground, at the beginning, he was ignorant of the world, very rebellious, and used his resentment against his parents in the world to make his little temperament on everyone, and the previous warden looked at him as a fledgling and arrogant look, and he was angry and didn't fight in one place.

"This kid really doesn't know the height of the sky, even I don't dare to be so arrogant in this underground, don't give him some color to see, he doesn't know who the boss of this underground is!"

The warden did not do it himself, but let his men make him stumble and torture him slowly.

One of his subordinates had the appearance of an amiable old man, and his gray-haired annual rings seemed to show off his experience.

But one day, the old man deliberately wore a somewhat tattered and easily torn clothes.

At dinner, the show is about to begin.

"Bang bang bang" the person who divides the energy beats the gong and drum. Eating underground is not like in the world, where everyone is equal, and the amount of energy is determined by the order of queuing, which is said to be a way to exercise competitiveness.

Of course, this is a rule set by the previous warden, and no one dares to violate it.

Even if everyone has an opinion in their hearts, what is the use of resisting? God Nuwa only comes once a year, and every time he inspects the masses, the warden is waiting by the side, who dares to say anything, unless you don't want to live for the next three hundred and sixty-four days.

Since you can't change the reality, you can only face it. The amount of energy determines the degree of food and clothing of the soul and the thickness of the skill of cultivating spells, and the thicker the general skill, the greater the room for promotion underground.

(Except, of course, the witch, she is the messenger of the guardian soul appointed by the god Nuwa, and no one can take the position, there is only such a position underground, which is why the current warden did not dare to bear the rumors that disturbed her mind, because he knew very clearly that if the god Nuwa knew, he would definitely not let him go.) )

Therefore, solidarity and fraternity are limited to small groups, and generally a dozen or so people will form a group and work together to capture the first position.

The people who unite will generally join forces, and the remaining people who are beginners, as well as some old, weak, sick and disabled, will of course only be thrown farther and farther away by the strong, picking up leftovers to satisfy hunger.

The man with an old man's face who had been specially sent to rectify the current warden, of course, joined the ranks of the old, weak, sick and disabled.

In fact, some of the old people underground knew what was going on, and only stupid people like the current warden thought he was pitiful.

That subordinate deliberately joined a team of old, weak, sick and disabled, pretending to wait for a long time before it was his turn to be helpless.

Finally, when it was his turn, and seeing that small amount of energy about to be handed to him, a strong young man (arranged by the former warden) appeared.

He snatched the energy and looked at the old man with a wicked smile,

"This is yours?" Leaning your face forward, looking respectful.

The old man pretended to be a little frightened, nodded slightly, and slowly moved his hands forward, posing as begging.

"Yes, lad."

The young man raised an eyebrow at him, whistled loudly, and threw the energy upwards, deliberately slowing down the absorption.

The old man's throat was swallowing saliva, and the original constricted wrinkles were even more condensed like a handful of rotten vegetable leaves.

All this was seen by the current warden, who secretly felt aggrieved for the old man in his heart, and seemed to have an inexplicable sense of substitution.

In addition to the days of special treatment, I was often bullied by my brothers, and my parents pretended not to see it even if they saw it, and they didn't bother to care.

The reason is that the current mother is a stepmother, and her biological mother was forced to marry by her father because of her grandfather's compulsory order. Although her biological mother did everything perfectly, she didn't dare to disobey her father at all, and she still couldn't please him.

Because before this, my father and my current stepmother were in love, and even had two older brothers, but they just couldn't enter the family gate.

Because his grandfather emphasized that marriage was a strong alliance of interests, he would never allow a woman with no net worth background to enter his home.

So the stepmother has always been outside to bear the title of junior, but she has never shown grievances in front of her father, and she is as generous as ever, which makes her father feel more and more unfair for her, and even once had the idea of rebelling against the family.

However, the stepmother is not a person who lives alone for love, if the father has no net worth background, then what is the point of waiting.

The most beautiful youth, a good reputation and everything worth loving are all on her father, and she doesn't want to leave herself and her children without anything.

The stepmother swore that sooner or later she would enter the Ban family tree. (However, the current warden never let people call him the squad warden, because he hates this surname and hates this family)

At the instigation of his stepmother, the child also learned to please his father, and even learned to play tricks at a young age.

So much so that when my father brought the current warden to the place where my stepmother lived, he was framed and bullied the two brothers.

The scene at that time is still vivid in my mind.

"I didn't bully them." The warden explained to his father, his face dazed, and the cake in his hand was squeezed out of shape by him.

The eldest brother Ban Jie pretended to be aggrieved and generous, "Dad, he really didn't rob it." Tears fell in a snap.

"Brother, but he obviously robbed it, that's mine." The second brother Ban Hua took the eldest brother's hand and shook it around, and then pointed at the warden with his finger,

"It's you!"

"Forget it, don't talk about it." The stepmother also pretended to be aggrieved, and took the child into her arms, "Xiaohua, you have to remember that everything here belongs to my younger brother, as long as he wants it, we will give it." ”

"How can you get used to this kid so much?" Father's face sank, and he glared at the warden without saying anything.

"Yes, Dad, we were wrong, because he is the descendant of Ban, and we are just wild children." The eldest brother, Banjie, pretended to be a peacemaker and put his arm around the warden's shoulder, "Brother, I'm sorry, we were wrong. ”

After speaking, he let go of his hand and bowed deeply to the warden.