Tianlu 1024, Hanzhou, early summer, Gumiao Village.

An emaciated young man dressed in a coarse cloth shirt with a flat shoulder on his shoulders was stepping up the stairs in front of a courtyard surrounded by an earthen wall.

Two large buckets full of water hung at either end of the pole, and the steps in front of the courtyard were steep and steep, and the huge weight pressed on the young man's shoulders, and his mouth continued to grunt.

But he seemed to be used to it, although he was doing manual work that did not match his age, there was no complaint or dissatisfaction in his mouth, except for a little difficulty, the expression on his face clearly revealed a trace of calmness and relief.

The boy's name is Qingyun, his parents died, he is an orphan, and he has been adopted by the third uncle and three aunts in the village since he was a child.

The third uncle died of illness last summer, and there was no male in the family, so this time the third aunt asked him to go to the village spring to pick edible water.

After climbing the stone steps near the courtyard gate, Qingyun put down the bucket and raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and suddenly heard several strange sounds coming from the third aunt's room.

"You tap! Well...... Ah......h

"Hahaha, how is it compared to your family?"

"You're so good......"

In a few days, Qingyun will be twelve years old, and a young man of this age, although he has never seen that thing, can more or less guess what is going on in the house.

The shouts kept coming, and Qingyun had mixed feelings in his heart, and he fell into deep thought unconsciously.

The third uncle is an honest man who is honest and honest, and he has worked hard to support his family all his life, although he has little ability, but his loyal character and neighbors get along very well.

But it has only been a year since the third uncle passed away, and the situation in the house has happened many times before, and what is even more excessive is that in the past year, the men who have been in and out of the third aunt's room one after another are not the same.

Before the bones of the dead were cold, the third aunt had already begun to wander the corpses.

Today is the third uncle's memorial day, and Qingyun originally planned to come back after picking up water to discuss the memorial matters with the third aunt.

I never thought that such a thing would happen again today.

The strange movement in the house was not unfamiliar to Qingyun, on the contrary, he was used to it, and if it was in the past, he would probably choose to ignore it.

"Shameless, shameless." Qingyun scolded in his heart.

What time is it? Today is the first year of the third uncle's festival!

The damned woman had forgotten her husband's sacrifice day, and was still there to indulge in pleasure.

At this time, his little face, which was flushed with strength, was full of anger, and he could no longer tolerate the shameless behavior of the third aunt.

Listening to the constant movement inside, Qingyun trembled, his nose kept shaking, and a nameless anger rose angrily from Qingyun's chest.

"Goddamn dog man and woman, whatever you say today will make you both pay a price." Qingyun scolded angrily in a low voice.

Under the anger, Qingyun did not hesitate, threw away the flat burden in his hand, strode towards the main door of the house, and kicked the door open with his legs.

The door opened in an instant, and I saw a woman lying face down on a square dining table in the middle of the room, whose clothes had been torn and sparse, and there was no way to cover her body for a moment.

Behind him stood a bald man, wearing cowhide shorts that had faded to his ankles.

The strange movements of the two resemble those of the restless puppies on the side of the road in the spring.

The young man looked closely, wasn't the woman lying on the table the third aunt?

As soon as the thought flashed, Qingyun immediately strode forward, quickly rushed to him, and kicked the man's shaking ass without hesitation.

"Ahh The third aunt's pig-like cry came out immediately.

I don't know if it hurts, or it hurts, or it's cool?

The third aunt was still stunned, but the man reacted quickly, and suddenly received a kick, and there was a pain in his thighs, so he quickly turned around and looked back, only to see Qingyun with an angry face, and he was instantly angry.

"Dog's hair, it's really hateful!" Qingyun was angry and scolded one after another.

"Little bastard, I'll slaughter you!" The bald man was also angry, and hurriedly pulled out to pick up his clothes, and there was an insulting response from his mouth.

Sensing that the man was moving, Qing Yunye also ran away after kicking, and from the moment he decided to kick the door open, he had already thought about it and would never go back to this ghost place.

But he didn't think that he, a child in his early tens, could compare his foot strength to that of a man in his prime.

After a short time, he was overtaken by the bald man, who dragged him back to the courtyard by the collar.

"Little rabbit, you think life is comfortable, right?" The third aunt was already dressed at this time, and opened her mouth to scold.

Her big-shouldered and round-waisted figure, coupled with a fierce and vicious look, made Qingyun feel that the woman in front of her was like a frightened wild boar in the mountains, which was really vulgar and hateful.

But there was not the slightest shame on the face of the wicked woman in front of her.

"Shameless! Are you worthy of my third uncle? Qingyun struggled to speak.

"It seems too comfortable for you to sleep in the cowshed, and you want to take care of the old lady's affairs?" The woman spoke angrily.

After speaking, he walked towards Qingyun, stayed in front of him, and raised his hand to slap Qingyun's side face.

With this palm, Qingyun's intuition was dizzy, and the corners of his mouth were bloody.

"Damn old witch, ugly bastard, forget it if you abuse me for so many years, the third uncle has ever owed you a little debt, today is the third uncle's sacrifice day, you actually have the face to hook up with a wild man...... It's really hateful, hateful, and shameless......"

"Smack!" Another slap, Qingyun was directly slapped to the ground, and he was unable to get up again.

The bald man, although Qingyun was not familiar with him, knew that he was a butcher who slaughtered pigs and sheep at the entrance of the village.

The bald man was born with a fat head and big ears, five big and three thick, and he couldn't understand how such goods could get into the eyes of the third aunt.

"You're really hungry, just this pig and dog, you don't feel dirty?" Qingyun knew that he could not escape his doom, so he simply scolded loudly.

Anyway, he has already lived enough all these years.

……

Qingyun is a poor man, he was born different.

At the time of his birth, a thunder fell from the sky, and the thunder struck him, causing his biological father and mother to die tragically.

Since he was raised by the third uncle and three aunts, the people in the village have always regarded him as a monster, and they have been disgusted and excluded from him for many years.

From the beginning of the vicious words, to the later punches, kicks, and sticks. Every time he was beaten half-dead, he had long felt that he was born in pain and didn't want to live anymore.

Qingyun is getting older, but his life is not stable on weekdays.

The third aunt didn't like him, on the contrary, she hated him very much, Qingyun's life in the third aunt's house can be described as very miserable.

Regardless of summer, summer or winter, Qingyun has never been clothed and hungry all day long, and after the death of the third uncle, even the place where he lived was replaced by a dirty and smelly cowshed.

He felt that the only good "person" in this world was the old ox who accompanied him, but just half a month ago, the old ox was also sold and slaughtered by the third aunt, and he was sad and desperate for a long time.

……

"Little bastard, what did you say?" The bald man picked up a wooden stick and raised his hand to Qingyun is stick.

Qingyun subconsciously raised his hand to resist, and with a stick down, the sound of bone cracking instantly came from his left arm, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

"I said you are a pig, a dead fat pig, a scumbag ......" Qingyun gritted his teeth and scolded again.

"Smack!" Another stick, this stick was directly pumped at Qingyun's head, and when he landed, he saw blood on Qingyun's forehead, and he fell to the ground again, and his head hit the ground heavily.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, why are the two good people like this?" When Qingyun hugged his head in pain, he suddenly heard the deep voice of a middle-aged man in his ears.

When Qingyun struggled to raise his eyes, he saw a man dressed as a man suddenly appear on the steps at the entrance of the courtyard.

The man was followed by a young girl, who raised her hand to cover her mouth in surprise and looked at the scene in the courtyard in disbelief.

Qingyun wiped away the blood on his forehead, raised his eyes to take a closer look, and saw that the middle-aged man had gray hair and a white beard, and the Taoist had a bun on his head, carrying a long sword, and holding a handful of gold whisks in his right hand and placing it on his left arm.

Although there were many gray flowers in the Daoist's hair, and he was slightly tired, Qingyun still couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "What a crane hair and a childish face, what a fairy wind Dao bone!" ”