Chapter 047: The Wicked
At the beginning of people, Gong Yuqing heard a lot of words like nature and goodness, and thought it was true.
No one is born with the desire to do evil and kill people, everyone will become different, because of different living circumstances, different circumstances, and so on.
However, a person's final determination is not completely influenced by external factors, and if he is determined, he will not become a demon no matter how much he suffers.
However, what happened to some people, if they followed his footsteps step by step, they could not be hated when they saw him become a demon.
I can only sigh that the poor must have something to hate, and the hateful person may also hide the pitiful.
Ritsu Fusheng made her see a man's life, which is such a scene.
He couldn't remember his name, because his home had been destroyed at a young age, and all he could remember was cries and fires.
Memories from earlier days are just fragments, and no matter how much they are pieced together, they can't make a complete picture.
When his memory was clearer, he began to wander.
Poorly clothed and hungry, barefoot in summer and barefoot in winter, rummaging in buckets of swill, stealing food from dogs' bowls.
He doesn't know a single word, and he doesn't know who started calling him a dog first, and he has been calling him a dog all his life.
The dog was ugly, with many burn marks on his exposed skin, and his face was not spared.
Even when he covered it with unkempt, lice-infested hair and hung his head deeply, everyone looked at him with disgust.
Normally, before he could get close, sticks, stones, or something would come over.
"Fuck off, leper dog!"
Everyone scolded him like that.
Because he had a piece of his scalp exposed, he couldn't grow any hair at all.
He was very sick and often curled up in the dirty alleys shivering and coughing, with boils in summer and chilblains in winter, and always had a lot of red and swollen pus on his body, which gave off a foul smell.
He was smelly and dirty, and because of those abscesses, he was even more smelly and dirty.
Later, knowing that no one would pity him, or give him leftovers, he went into the nest and caught what to eat.
Snakes, insects, rats and ants are his delicacies.
There is no meat, and he can still eat grass.
Some animals find their own way to heal their wounds, and he learns to chew herbs and apply them to his festering abscesses.
Slowly, he seemed to get better, the scars on his body no longer festered, and he would not fall ill to the ground from time to time, rolling and wailing because of the pain of Mo Ming.
The best person he met was a wandering monk.
The monk gave him all the dry food he had, gave him a bottle of medicine, and gave him a coarse cloth monk's robe.
It was the first piece of clothing he had ever worn in good condition, and although it was patched, it looked neat.
From then on, he wore only monk's robes.
Wear monk's robes when drinking wine and eating meat, and wear monk's robes when killing people.
He also shaved his head, so much so that he later became infamous as a monk Shura.
The first time he killed someone was to save someone.
Out of nowhere, the thugs caught a village girl who went up to the mountain to collect medicine, and immediately wanted to strip the girl's clothes and do something wrong.
He was also collecting medicine, and happened to hear the girl's cry for help, and he didn't think much about it at the time, and rushed up with two stones in his hand.
He doesn't know kung fu, but he has the ferocity of a beast, and in addition to his hands and feet, he can become a weapon wherever he can move.
He smashed one of the heads, bit the other's neck, and subconsciously drank the hot blood.
He was used to it, and he used to meet larger beasts, rabbits, deer, and wolves, and he did it all.
Bite directly on the side of the neck and drink blood.
By the time he came to his senses that he had drunk human blood, the village girl had fainted to death.
Scared by him.
He tilted his head and stared at the village girl for a while, licked the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked at the corpse of the gangster with some regret and turned away.
He also remembered that he was a human being, and that he could not eat the flesh of his own kind and drink the blood of his own kind, otherwise he would be no different from a wild beast.
He went back to his nest.
There were also two wolf cubs in the den, and he killed their father and mother, and then kept them by his side.
In the middle of the night, he heard a commotion all over the mountains.
Walking out of the wolf's den, he saw a long line of torches drawn by the stars.
Someone was shouting, someone was playing a gong, and the excitement leaned in his direction.
He subconsciously realized that these people were here for him, and although he didn't know why, he still carried the two young wolves into the deeper woods one by one.
Turning back by chance while fleeing, he seemed to see the girl he had rescued.
The girl was wrapped in half a piece of felt, and she was trembling and talking to the people around her.
He tilted his head to look at the girl for a moment, then turned and hurried away from the hill.
A few years later, he came back and led a dozen fierce men to occupy the mountain as king, and the mountain was called Dog Mountain, but he was surrounded by two fierce green wolves.
He took the girl back.
He asked, "Did you bring someone to arrest me?"
At that time, he was a black and thin monkey-like boy, but now he is a man wearing monk's robes, shaved head, and full of evil spirits.
He is not stout, but ordinary people will feel oppressed and threatened when they see it.
is probably like the pressure on Gong Yuqing, maybe even deeper, after all, Gong Yuqing has seen a lot of big people before and after.
Such as the Lord of the Heavenly Realm and the Lord of the Demon Realm, although those two are not as cold and stunning as the law floating, but the momentum is not to be underestimated.
That village girl has only seen one real villain in her life, and that is him.
He was a monster to her back then, and now he is a demon to her.
If it weren't for the hideous scar on his face, the village girl wouldn't have recognized him at all.
His face was expressionless, his eyes were gloomy, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, with a thick-backed knife in front of him, so that she didn't even dare to refute.
She desperately begged him for mercy, only saying that she was really scared and stupid back then, and was confused by ghosts, thinking that he was a monster in the forest, so she brought the villagers to arrest him.
"Ask the king to spare his life, I have an old and a young ......"
The original girl is now the mother of two children, and she is pregnant with the third in her belly.
He tilted his head to look at her tearful face and round body, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, let's go back." ”
He let her go.
The village girl hurriedly kowtowed and thanked her, and almost climbed away from the not tall mountain.
After the village girl left, the men who were hidden behind came out and asked in a gossipy manner: "Boss, why did this mother-in-law take revenge back then, why did she let her go?"
He looked expressionlessly at the direction where the village aunt left, gently tugged at the corners of his lips and said, "Wait and see." ”