The wind swept over the world, like blowing away the heat and coldness of the world.

There was a deafening thunder in the sky, as if the lion in Hedong was roaring!

The clouds rushed down like they wanted to swallow everything!

Who provoked them!

The shopkeepers on the street hurriedly cleaned up their stalls, and pedestrians on the road hurried home.

Everyone knows that a storm is coming!

Lightning filled the sky, and bursts of thunder resounded between the heavens and the earth.

On the street, a thin scholar was carrying a box of pastries in his hand, anxious on his way home.

His name is Xiong Ming, he is eighteen years old this year, today is his mother's birthday, since he was sensible, he came to choose pastries for their parents' birthdays every year.

He has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he has a good demeanor, and many matchmakers came to his house to find him a daughter-in-law, but he refused, not only did he have a girl named Li Lan in his heart, but he also had to take the imperial examination, and his parents' greatest wish was to hope that he would be a clean official like Bao Zheng in the future.

Xiong Ming has liked to read since he was a child, especially admiring those upright Qing officials, and admiring heroes who are as loyal as Yue Fei.

After a moment's pause, the rumbling thunder rang out again, and then a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the soybean-sized raindrops slanted down like arrows, crackling on the ground.

Xiong Ming hurriedly took off his robe to cover the pastry box, worried about being wet by the torrential rain.

The wind whipped the torrential rain like countless whips, whipping the glass windows hard, and the shopkeeper hurriedly closed the door.

They shut all fear out.

The ground has long become a stream, Xiong Ming is drenched in the rain, walking like flying, he wants to hurry home, not the pastry is wet by the rain, his mother's birthday is only once a year, and she can't let her old man down.

The wind chased the rain, and the rain chased the wind, they seemed to be chasing the dark clouds in the sky, and the whole world was in the rain, and in an instant it became a white expanse.

Although his clothes were wet and a little cold, his heart warmed when he thought of his mother's smiling face.

Even on a rainy day, he was just as happy because it was his mother's birthday.

Thinking that his mother loved him and cared for him since he was a child, his pace accelerated again!

As he rushed home, he saw the gate open, the rain flowing into the yard, and the wind slapping against the gate and making a creaking sound, and he wondered why they hadn't closed on a rainy day.

Stepping into the courtyard, there was silence.

Except for the sound of the wind squeaking on doors and windows, it was the sound of rain crashing on the ground.

The tragic scene suddenly came into view, which he will never forget, and suddenly the pastries were scattered on the ground.

The smell of blood came to my nose, and my mother and father were lying in blood.

The wind is roaring, the thunder is howling, the sky is roaring!

"Father! Mother! ”

Xiong Ming fell to the ground and slowly crawled through the bloody water.

In just a few steps, he struggled to climb for a while.

"Mother, I've already bought you the pastries!"

Xiong Ming's face was full of tears, and he hugged his bloody mother tightly.

"Mother, you haven't eaten the pastry that my son bought for you! How can you leave! ”

Xiong Ming touched his mother's cold face, her eyes still wide.

It must be that the mother is unwilling, she hasn't seen her son for the last time, and she hasn't had time to say goodbye to her son, so she died with hatred.

When she left just now, her mother praised herself with a smile in front of her father, Ming'er is a good son, and the greatest happiness in this life is not because her father will make money, but because she has a good son Xiong Ming, who is filial.

Every time his mother has a smile on her face, that's when he's happiest.

In the future, he will never see his mother's amiable smiling face again, and Xiong Ming's tears can't help but flow down his cheeks with the rain.

Xiong Ming gently closed his mother's eyes, then straightened out her messy hair, and then laid her flat on the ground.

He crawled to his father's side with great difficulty, hugged his father's bloody neck, and felt that the blood was still hot, and he should have just died.

"Father, tell the child who killed you so ruthlessly."

Xiong Ming shouted angrily at the sky.

The rain dripped into his mouth and swallowed into his stomach, and he felt a sour taste.

Rustle--

A man in black with a cloak on his head walked over in the blood of his parents.

Shout!

The man in black drew his sword and stabbed Xiong Ming.

"If you have the ability, you can kill me with a sword, it's not that you will regret it!"

Xiong Ming raised his head and glared at the man in black, with anger in his chest.

"Stinky boy, what do I regret?"

"If you don't kill me today, tomorrow will be your death!"

"Your parents are dead, what are you crazy about!"

"I'm sure you're going to die worse than they did!"

Xiong Ming glared at him angrily, wanting to swallow the man in black alive.

"Look how you made me die worse than they did!"

The man in black put away the sword in his hand and quickly put it into its scabbard.

"Not killing me is the biggest mistake in your life!"

Xiong Ming glared at him angrily, his eyes were full of scarlet bloodshots, and the green tendons on his neck were also signaling resistance.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, in order to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but now I have changed my mind, and I want to make your life worse than death!"

I couldn't see the indifferent expression of the man in black.

Xiong Ming didn't pay attention to the man in black at all, and his tears accompanied the rain to clean the blood stains on his father's neck.

At this time, tears had already confused his eyes, and he didn't know if it was rain or tears!

At this moment, only he understands that tears have flowed into his heart.

Xiong Ming didn't understand why he wanted to kill his parents!

My mother was an ordinary housewife, and my father was just a businessman who ran a small business, and they just wanted to live a peaceful life.

"How did my parents provoke you! Why are you going to kill them all! ”

Xiong Ming stood up, glaring at him through the rain, and grabbed the man in black with both hands.

"I'm just a killer!"

The man in black pushed Xiong Ming to the ground, and the cold words were like ice cubes in winter.

The wind was still blowing, the rain was still falling, and the thunder and lightning did not stop.

Xiong Ming threw himself into the blood water, and the whole person and the blood dissolved together.

Blood got into his nostrils, and he sucked a lot of blood into his mouth, and he knew it was the blood of his parents that had flowed into his son's body.

Anger, irritation, all present in the storm!

Desperate, venting, like a swirling storm, like a slanting rainstorm!

Xiong Ming got up from the ground and walked towards the man in black.

His face was covered with blood, like a living dead man who had just come out of a blood stall, he couldn't see his face clearly, only two angry eyes were rolling, he desperately pounced on the man in black, and was thrown out a few meters before he could stand firmly.

He rose from the blood again, like a madman with his teeth and claws.

At this moment, he wanted to pluck his skin and pull his tendons, but before his hand approached the body of the man in black, he was thrown in a corner by the man in black.

I felt numbness and pain all over my body, as if all my internal organs were about to run out.

He wanted to get up again, kill the black-hearted killer, and then break him to pieces.

But despite all his strength, he could not stand up in the end, and his eyes could only stare at him viciously, trying to stare him to death in the storm.

He looked at the cloudy sky in despair, and cried out in pain: "God, what are you doing!" Are you just watching my parents being mutilated? ”

The rain continued to fall, the wind was still beating, were they seeing off their parents!

The old man is really a blind man, the good people leave with grievances, but the bad people get away with it!

The man in black seemed to be very impatient, he walked over and grabbed Xiong Ming and dragged him out, although he shouted in the wind and rain, the man in black ignored it, and regarded it as the wind! It's rain!

The bodies of the parents were still lying in blood and were being washed by the rain.

It's to wash away the incriminating evidence! Or return them to their original purity!

The wind is shouting, the rain is crying, the thunder and lightning are screaming! God is roaring!