"Okay, since you say so, then I won't sell it to you, and I'll talk to you about your master today. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Her eyes lingered on my face for a moment, and the old lady sighed indifferently and then explained to me in a low voice.

When I was born, I was seen as a little monster.

Because, before I was born, the surrounding environment began to thunder and rain, and that kind of terrible weather, according to local people, has only been seen once in more than ten years.

So, in their opinion, if a child is born in this strange weather, it must be with misfortune.

Therefore, for me, who happened to be born at that time, people's eyes on me were basically demonic.

And, when I was just born, my parents died next to me because of the thunder and lightning, along with the two nurses who died and helped my mother give birth.

The moment they died and fell, a stream of blood splattered on my face.

The crimson blood flowed down the corners of my immature eyes into the dark eyes, and a sharp stinging pain instantly filled my mind.

For a newborn newborn, such a drastic equivalent is more unbearable than a knife cutting flesh on the body.

In addition to my wailing, the pain catalyzed the blood-red teardrops.

Teardrops mixed with the previous blood rendered my otherwise fair and immature face terrifying.

Thunder burst into the sky, and the blue-white light quickly enveloped the entire sky, and at this moment, under this atmosphere, it was even more unacceptable.

So much so, in just a few seconds, the people in the room disappeared without a trace, leaving me alone, a child who didn't understand anything, lying quietly in the cradle.

At this time, I was abandoned like an abandoned baby in the cradle of the hospital, and no one cared about me.

As the minutes passed, my abdomen began to feel hungry, and the convulsions made me let out a terrifying cry again.

But who is willing to step forward and nurse this calamity-like guy now?

In desperation, at this moment, I seemed to have a special intelligence, and after finding that no one was willing to pay attention to me, I instinctively suppressed the cry in my mouth, and my immature little hand gently swept over my cheeks to wipe away the tears that soaked my cheeks.

And the moment I raised my arm, my dark eyes suddenly saw the blood-red yin-yang fish birthmark that appeared on my shoulder.

With the continuous flickering of the light outside the house, the yin-yang fish birthmark seems to follow the operation of Tai Chi and slowly rotate.

A faint disc formed by the yin-yang fish slowly condensed in my pitch-black pupils, and finally exploded.

Seeing this, my expression suddenly paused, this phenomenon, for a newborn child, is really curious and terrifying.

Therefore, now, I don't dare to pay too much attention to it, and lie quietly on the bed alone, hoping to forget the horror that that thing brought me as much as possible.

But that thing didn't seem ready to just let me go.

The moment I lay down, a sharp pain like a pinprick appeared, and quickly filled my entire arm.

For a newborn child, a casual little pain is exchanged for a loud cry that resounded throughout the room.

But I didn't cry now, just stared at the chandelier hanging from the ceiling in front of me with dull eyes.

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly opened, and immediately after, several middle-aged people with serious faces rushed in from the outside of the room with brisk steps.

After rushing all the way to my side, it slowly stopped.

Everyone's face was full of heavy atmosphere, and when they looked at me, they were also full of surprise.

They seem to me to be the rest of my relatives, but they don't seem to want to bring me home as a scourge.

"This is my grandson?" Looking at me in front of me in surprise, one of the white-haired old men looked at me with solemn eyes, and when he saw the strange lines of blood and tears in the corners of my eyes, he said with a face full of disbelief.

"That's right, this child is your grandson, please bring it back, there are no spare seats in our hospital." The head nurse, who was standing far away, sighed helplessly, and then explained in a low voice to the white-haired old man.

Hearing this, the white-haired old man tilted his head slightly, glanced at the row of empty beds that had never been used, and immediately sighed bitterly.

The old man now knows very well that since the other party said this kind of words, he must be driving them away, and if they still stay here, it is estimated that the other party will take some extreme measures.

In addition, the old man was relatively thin-skinned and could not resist the sarcastic words of others, so after a few thoughts, they finally took me out of the cradle and carried me directly back to the so-called home.

In fact, the place they brought me back was not so much a family as a cage for me.

Because, at the beginning, I could clearly feel a chill permeating the house.

When I got home, I was immediately thrown into a small house in the middle of nowhere, and after the thin sheets wrapped me in a casual way, no one would ever want to enter this room, except for a glass of warm milk brought to my window for three meals a day, and I basically never saw those so-called family members again.

These days have been going on, and although there is nothing new, I have been able to barely survive.

For a calamity, they treat it like this, which can be regarded as benevolent and righteous.

One day not long after, the conversation between the two of them slowly came from outside the door, drifted into my immature ears, and lifted my spirits.

"Dad, I think we should throw this child away, stay at home all the time, what if there is any disaster? You know, when he was born, his parents were killed by him, and we want you to live a little longer, so don't let the little monster stay at home to harm us. "I know this voice very well, he is my outrageous aunt.

Although my aunt likes boys on weekdays, no matter how he gives birth, he is a daughter, and he gives birth to three in a row, each with a handle, and this makes him completely lose confidence in boys.

But my parents' first child was a boy, which made him a little jealous.

And when the bad news of the hospital reached her ears, her expression was not the slightest back, some, only a faint weirdness.

It was as if the death of my parents had been expected by her.

She rushed to the hospital in high spirits, thinking of adopting me as her child, but who knows, after hearing that the death of my parents was directly related to me, she immediately dispelled this idea.

Not only that, but I have been constantly stirring in my grandfather's ears, saying that I am a disaster star and cannot be brought home, otherwise it will attract this and that bad thing, and it will kill this and that person.

As her rendering level continues to improve, the name of me as a small disaster star has finally sat firmly in everyone's hearts.

Therefore, now they are ready to give up on me, the grandson of the disaster star.

I reckon they'll take me out into the wild and leave me to fend for myself.

But who knows, after being silent for a while, my grandfather said words that surprised me: "No matter how much it is a disaster, he is also my grandson, if he really kills anyone, then let him kill me first, and when I die, how you like to deal with him is your business, anyway, as long as I live, I can't see the descendants of my Ouyang family fending for themselves outside." ”

This kind of words really touched me, a newborn child, to know that a family can achieve the old man's consciousness, no matter whether their own flesh and blood are good or bad, they must keep it at home, how touching it is.

"Hey, Dad, why don't you listen to it, we know that you also want to have a grandson, it's your daughter who is incompetent, but don't worry, your daughter will definitely give you a grandson, okay, this disaster star in front of you, I think we should throw him away, so as not to leave this scourge and destroy the roots of our Ouyang family." Although my aunt also sensed my grandfather's reluctance to give up at this moment, she couldn't stop this guy's mouth and say that the dead man was alive.

After several advocacy from my aunt, my grandfather finally gave up and explained in a low voice: "You can get him away if you want to, but you must find a good family to adopt him, if you let it fend for itself, then even if you kill my old man, I will never agree." ”

With that, the old man turned around and left, without giving the other party any room for rebuttal.

But even so, my aunt still had a cold face, looking at my grandfather's back, and after a while, she explained in a low voice: "Don't worry, I already knew that you would say this, so I have already found a good family, that family is a cultivator, just enough to restrain the evil spirit on this kid, so that no one needs to be restrained by this kid, he can also grow up smoothly, killing two birds with one stone, isn't it very good?" ”

Hearing this, my grandfather's figure paused suddenly, then sighed lightly, and responded in a low voice: "Since this is the case, then you can bring that person tomorrow, if you can, let the child take them away, but the child's name must be the surname of our Ouyang family." (To be continued.) )