Looking at the two bamboos, Shen Cangqiong remembered the past again.

Many years ago, Shen Cangqiong was just the child of a servant girl and the former emperor, and that handmaiden lived carefully since she knew that she was pregnant with a dragon heir.

But no matter how cautious she is, she can't escape the eyes of people with a heart after all, and her pregnancy with a dragon heir has finally been revealed.

In the emperor's house, if a servant girl is pregnant with the king's child, the handmaid will be put to death. Those noble concubines were unwilling to have another wild seed to compete with their children for the throne, so late one night, the maidservant was quietly taken out of the palace by several eunuchs.

Even if the emperor knew about it, he wouldn't care much about the child born to a servant girl.

Therefore, after the maid was taken out of the palace, everyone subconsciously thought that the woman was dead.

It's just that no one expected that just after the eunuchs took the maidservant out of the palace. One of the eunuchs suddenly attacked the maid, and the eunuch proposed to torture the maid for a while and then get rid of her.

Because they are used to being bullied in the deep palace and are a crippled person, eunuchs with abnormal hearts are actually very common, but they don't have the opportunity to vent this emotion. Although the other two eunuchs did not say these words, they had already acquiesced in their hearts.

The servant girl was tortured alive for three days, from the original struggle to resist to the peace after three days. While the three eunuchs were shoveling dirt on themselves, the maidservant was surprisingly calm, with a desperate calm.

Suddenly, the maidservant felt as if something was kicking her in her stomach, and she reached out and touched her belly. At this moment, something was kicked in the stomach again, and the servant girl suddenly felt something. That is the rhythm of life, that is the desire for life.

At first, the three eunuchs were still shoveling soil, but after a few shovels, they felt a little tired, so they sat next to them to rest and blow the cool breeze. In fact, most of the eunuchs in the palace are very weak, and they usually do some errands with tea, water, and water.

Just when the three eunuchs were drinking water and blowing a cool breeze, they were talking to each other about who was closest to which concubine and who had the opportunity to be the red card of which concubine. Behind him crept a dark shadow came, and the black shadow picked up a shovel and slapped it hard at the head of one of them.

With a bang, the eunuch sitting on the far left had blood flowing from his brain as if a hole had been opened.

The other two jumped up in fright when they saw it, and just as they turned back, another shovel came.

Slapped directly at the front door of one of them, and before he could react, the eunuch's face was already bloody and fleshy, and he fell to the ground dizzily.

There was the last person left, and the man was so frightened that his face twitched after seeing the face of the black shadow, and then he foamed at the mouth and fainted after looking at the two people on the ground.

The black shadow was the maidservant who was lying in the pit waiting to be buried alive, and she was holding a bloody shovel in her head. She looked at the frightened eunuch, walked over slowly, and then picked up the shovel and slapped it a few times. It wasn't until the eunuch's head was slapped out of shape that he stopped.

The maidservant turned her head to look at the other two who had fallen to the ground, and walked towards the two who were lying on the ground.

The moon and stars are scarce, the water is murmuring, and the wind rustles the leaves. It was originally a beautiful scene, but unfortunately the sound of a shovel cracking a skull kept coming from the side.

Six years later, near the East China Sea, a topless child was thinking about something as he looked at the endless sea in front of him. Not long after, the boy sighed and walked to the fishing village not far away, carrying the fish basket beside him.

As the boy came to his door, he saw a man coming out of his house with his clothes buttoned up, and his mother coming out of the house with a flattering smile and helping the man button up his clothes.

As if accustomed to such a scene, the child ignored the two men in front of him and walked into the house with a fish basket.

When passing by the two people, the man looked at the child with a very disgusted tone and said, "I really don't know what you are raising this kind of disaster star, if it weren't for Lao Tzu often coming to take care of you, just those old immortals, where would there be enough for the two of you to live." ”

Hearing this, the boy paused, and then went straight to his room.

Behind him came the man's laughter and the woman's flattering voice.

In the evening, the children warm up the gruel at home, cook the fish they caught, and prepare it to be sent to their so-called mother's room.

Just as the child opened the dilapidated door, he saw an old man holding the woman in his bed and saying something. When the old man saw the child, he picked up the shoes next to the bed and threw them at the child, scolding, "What are you doing here, you bitch, what a fucking shame." ”

Then the old man stood up and straightened his clothes and went out the door, while the disheveled woman on the bed was still holding on and scolding the child with a bowl of gruel.

The two of them pushed and shoved towards the door, and the old man was still scolding: "I was hit by this kind of calamity, who still has the heart to stay with you." ”

The child looked at the two men outside the door, and walked to his room with gruel, the woman did not expect to return again tonight.

The next day, just as the child was about to carry the basket and continue to do the same work day after day, the door suddenly opened. I saw the woman with her hair disheveled like a madman, and walking towards her with a barbed stick.

Even though the thorny rattan was constantly whipped, the child did not make the slightest sound.

When the woman was tired, she ran to the broken mat and lay down, and when she had rested, she went back and beat him.

Ten springs, autumns, winters and summers, the days are still like this.

The only difference was that the woman was sick, she was so sick that it took a hard time to get up from the broken mat and even say a few words, and the child remained silent.

Not long after, the woman died.

As she breathed, the child watched silently from the side of the broken mat.

The woman smiled sarcastically and said, "Ahem... In my life... Never... I haven't done anything I regret... But I... The only thing I regret... It gave birth to you..."

As soon as she finished saying this, the woman choked her breath.

The child looked at the woman with wide eyes and looked at him as if she were resenting him. No, it can't be said to be like, it should be said that he is resentful of him.

The boy rolled up the curly mat, then found a rope, and carried the woman on his back to the sea, and he found half a piece of bamboo, and with some strength he dug a hole with a shovel, and buried the mat and the body in it by the seashore.

The pile of bulging sand by the sea, in front of the sand pile is half a piece of bamboo, and some words are written crookedly on the bamboo.

The child stood in front of the simple tombstone, looked at it for a while, and then walked away with a shovel.

Just as the child was walking back, he bumped into a drunk man around a corner.

The drunken man was carrying the flask and drinking upside down, and he couldn't walk steadily, but then he was hit like this, and the drunk fell directly to the ground.

Xu was a little drunk and sobered up a little by this fall, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he scolded: "You little brute, don't you have long eyes? Do you know how much you need to compensate for hitting Lao Tzu? Oh no, you little brute even killed your own mother." Where do you still have something to compensate Lao Tzu, hahahaha. ”

The drunken man stood up, laughing and patting the child's face.

At the moment when the drunk man turned to leave, there was a thud.

He only felt something stab into his chest, and the pain of the wound tearing instantly covered the alcohol anesthesia.

The drunken man touched his chest, and with endless despair and horror in his eyes, he turned to look at the child behind him. The boy had a blood-stained dagger in his hand, and just as the drunkard was about to scream, the boy stabbed him again.

The drunk man lay on the ground weakly, and the child sat on the drunk with a blank face and kept doing the repetitive movements.

This scene is extremely familiar.

Seven days later, on a beach near the East China Sea, a child with a blood-stained dagger looked at the old man opposite, who trembled and looked at the child opposite, as if he saw a more terrifying existence than the demon in the north.

In just seven days, from the drunk who drank too much to the more than 80 mouthfuls in the whole village, all men, women and children died!

They all died at the hands of the devil on the other side, and the man on the other side killed so many people that he was still indifferent, and this old man was actually the old man who threw shoes at the children on that broken mat.

Watching the dagger slowly enlarge in his eyes, the old man thought about a lot of things, and he remembered all the things he regretted doing in his life, but it was too late.

The old man closed his eyes and waited for the piercing sound, but he didn't wait for that moment for a long time.

The old man opened his eyes, and saw an old fairy wearing a brocade robe and a long beard coming out of nowhere, and the old fairy held the hand holding the dagger and said, "Haven't you killed enough people after killing so many people?"

The old fairy looked at the child, and the child thought for a long time, and the hand holding the dagger gradually unstrengthened, and then threw the dagger out.

The old fairy stretched out his hand and led the child to the sea.

The old man, who was lying on his knees on the beach like a poor wild dog, suddenly scolded the child: "You little brute, don't you kill people without blinking! Come on! Come on! Lao Tzu is here, you come and kill me!"

Gradually, the scolding was replaced by bursts of crying, and the old man cried as he scolded. The whole village is dead, and his family is dead.

Rather than leave him alone, it's better to send him on his way. The embarrassed old man looked at the dagger not far away, he trembled and walked over, then raised the dagger and stabbed himself in the heart.

The old immortal was Sang Huaqing, the owner of Penglai Island at that time, and after bringing Shen Cangqiong back to Penglai, Sang Huaqing didn't care much about him.