Yang Buqi felt that if his mother hadn't seen his future when he chose his name, he had felt too much malice in the world before giving birth to him.

Don't give up, don't give up, if the world is a beautiful place, why say not to give up?

Yang Buqi can't remember the first time he felt malice, maybe it was a big child who gave him a slap, maybe someone destroyed the clay figurines he had worked so hard to build, but these are not as hard in his heart as the neighbors snatched it like locusts in the absence of his parents in the famine years.

Three-year-old Yang Buqi hugged his one-year-old sister, and watched as the already small number was snatched up by everyone, and even the small bowl of rice that his mother had reserved for dinner was not spared.

The people who came late were like debt collectors, smashing around in the house, scolding and scolding when leaving, and kicking Yang Buqi.

When the parents came back and saw the scene at home, the mother fell to the ground, and the father wiped two handfuls of tears, picked up a hoe and rushed out......

The famine of that year was thus over.

Yang Buqi's father didn't snatch any back, but his bloody corpse sent half a year's worth of meat to Yang Buqi's mother and son.

Yang didn't know about this matter until a long time later, he didn't see his mother crying on his father's corpse, nor did he see his mother slashing her husband's body with a kitchen knife with a blank face, he just occasionally asked his mother when he was gobbling up meat-

Where's Daddy?

After the famine, Yang never saw his mother eat meat again. The hardships of that year were like snow, and they remained on my mother's colorless face forever, and she worked like a ghost in the fields and mountains all day long.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Buqi was already ten years old.

Like most peasant children, Yang did not give up the early years of ownership, and learned to cook, do laundry, do farm work, cut pigweed, herd cattle, and take care of his sister......

Then, one day, while he was herding cattle, he saw his mother looking at the remnant sun in the sky and smiling sadly.

Yang Buqi will never forget his mother's expression at that time, it seems to be bland, but in fact it is miserable, as if he has suffered great pain, and the golden sunset sprinkled on his mother's face only makes his mother's face even paler, like a ghost in the underworld.

Forgive Yang Buqi for remembering his mother like this, because beside his mother, a white skeleton is standing proudly!

There was still hair and some flesh on the white bones' skull, and sometimes maggots crawled out of the skeleton, but the mother hugged the white bones without the slightest abnormality, as if she was hugging the closest person.

Yang Buqi, like his sister, sat on the ground in fright, but his mother looked at them with a smile: "Don't be afraid, this is your father." ”

The ten-year-old boy couldn't think of any meaning in his words because of the great fear, and when the screams erupted at night, ten families were wiped out in one night, and his mother was tied to a wooden stake at the head of the village with a dog chain, Yang Buqi understood what had happened.

He rushed to the crowd like mad to save his mother from the fire lit by the villagers, but he was only ten years old and no match for adults. He bit someone in the thigh, but someone hit the heavenly spirit cover with a stick. Before he fell unconscious, he heard someone say that it would be a scourge for this little beast to keep, so he would simply kill him and his sister too, and sell it to the kiln tomorrow......

Yang Buqi shed blood and tears, and in the scarlet, what he saw was not a village, but a mountain forest infested with wild beasts.

......

Yang Buqi did not appear in the Netherworld when he woke up, but he was rescued by a money-hungry villager, who was sold to the home of a squire as a servant.

The first thing Yang Buqi did when he found out about this fact was to run, but like many of the servants who had fled, he was broken by other servants and dragged back like a dead dog. There was a lame servant who was beaten the hardest, and it is said that he had his leg broken at one time.

Yang Buqi was lucky, although the broken leg made him miserable for three months, he was still able to run and jump after recovery, and he did not become lame.

The tenacious and impulsive boy who fled, was gone, and a groveling servant took over his shell.

The servant spent three years currying favor with his master, and became one of the most important servants of the steward by virtue of his hardships and hard work, and at the same time, he also found the village that sold him back then.

After learning the news, the servant did not consider the distance of the road at all, and on a dark and windy night, he abandoned his status, wealth, and future, and went away against the cold wind.

The moment he went out, the tough boy returned, and he never forgot his name.

His surname is Yang, and his name is not abandoned.

Yang Buqi trekked thousands of miles and returned to the mountain forest, under the cover of his sleep, he killed many villagers who set fire to him back then, blood splattered on his face, but he was like his mother back then, without any expression.

He forced a village woman with a knife to find out his sister's whereabouts, but her sister had been sold to a green house at a high price by the old bustard of the kiln. Yang Bu gave up chasing the route, tossing and turning for more than ten days, and finally found his sister in the Qinglou, he is no longer the reckless teenager three years ago, the Qinglou forces are intertwined, far from what he can fight against as a teenager.

To take your sister away, you need to be resourceful.

Yang Buqi secretly tied up a woman in the Qinglou, hid it on the beam, disguised the signs of escape, and then waited for the people in the Qinglou to find out, and lured the Qinglou and the others out with the strategy of diverting the tiger from the mountain, and then escaped with his sister.

Yang Buqi dragged his sister to run all night, during which he only stopped to rest a few times, and ran until his legs were weak and the east was clear.

But it's all worth it, although the father and mother are gone, but the sister and herself are still alive, and the younger sister has not been ruined because of her outstanding appearance.

Yang Bu used the silver taels accumulated in the past three years to buy a small courtyard in the city, and lived with his sister, he thought that everything was over, and a bright future was waiting for him ahead, but he didn't want to, this was just the beginning of everything.

It didn't take long for the peaceful days to be overturned by a breeze.

Yang Buqi took his sister to the street, and a young man came to stop the two. The young man looked at his sister carefully, stretched out his hand to put a little on his sister's forehead, and said with a smile: "I will take your red pill in five years." ”

Of course, Yang Buqi would not sit idly by and watch the young man do something to his sister, but when the young man appeared, he found that he was bound by an invisible force and could not even move a finger.

Later, he learned that the young man was a monk and that Red Pill was his sister's first night.

Yang didn't even have time to think about what to do, and that night two men dressed in white fell from the sky and kidnapped his sister.

Yang Buqi exhausted his resources, knocked his head, and finally learned the way the young man came from-Jiuyang Sword Peak, a monk sect.

In the past, he thought that he could escape from the mountains and forests by force, resourcefulness, and hard work, but when the cold facts were in front of him, he realized that the world is a mountain forest.