Six hundred and seven years later

Fengyuan Village is a small village in the southernmost part of the northern country of Yuntian, which is surrounded by mountains and rich in water, and is really a pure land for the people to live and work in peace and contentment.

"Kill him, kill this stinky orphan. ”

"Yes, beat him to death, and ask him to come to my house to eat. ”

In a small alley, a group of children formed a circle around a child who had fallen to the ground, and they were always mouthing foul language that was really not appropriate for their age, and even punching and kicking him from time to time.

The child they beat was dirty, but it still couldn't hide the cuteness of the child, but he was skinny, his clothes were very tattered, patched everywhere, and there were still some holes that were not hit, allowing the cold wind to blow into his clothes, stinging his dirty skin. small

The child used his little dry hands to protect his head tightly in the midst of the crowd's beating, not daring to resist the slightest, he could always feel his back and stomach being kicked with his legs, and then rolled around in the crowd like a ball.

But even so, he still didn't show the intention of begging for mercy, let them bully, and what didn't change was the tenacious light in his eyes.

"Brother Qingniu, don't go too far, otherwise we will be scolded again if we are discovered. ”

"Okay, let this kid go, but I'll have to throw him into that deserted hut for a few days, and then let him out when he's healed. "A little boy in a blue coarse cloth shirt tried to pull up a bruised and purple piece of his body that had been beaten, but it was just a little boy with no blue nose and swollen face. But just before his hand touched the little boy, he stepped on the little boy's face and kneaded it violently.

"Ahh

"Hahaha!"

The children around them couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw the little boy who was bullied by them being trampled under the feet of the green bull again. At the same time as they laughed loudly, the little man who could not bear their insult fainted directly on the cold stone slab, and when Qingniu saw it, he first looked at the little boy with a little surprise, then put down the foot that stepped on his face, kicked him in the stomach again, raised a hand and pointed to the deserted house in front of him, and called to some of the younger brothers: "Take it to that room." ”

As soon as Qingniu's voice fell, the two sturdy children under his command immediately dragged the fainted little boy to the long-abandoned house.

"An orphan still dares to eat a hundred meals, I'm huh!" one of the boys dragged the little boy they were bullying to the cobweb-strewn house, spat on the little boy with disgusting spit on, locked it and turned around and walked to the place where the bad children were.

At this moment, they heard a loud sound of something jumping onto the roof of the house where the little boy had just been imprisoned, followed by a loud noise from other places, and the two of them flicked their bodies violently, and immediately stood in place, not daring to move the slightest, and then slowly turned their heads, trying to see what was behind them, but when they didn't see what was behind them, they heard the green bull in front of them shouting in panic: "It's not good, it's a demon beast, everyone run!"

After that, the two of them were left with only four bloody legs, and they died in this world. Degree of literature