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Chapter 22 30 Test Three
Feng Xiaolang also has an aunt who lives in the next village, so he wants to join her.

This aunt also took him in. He worked very hard at his aunt's house. He cherished the rare and warm days he got, and her aunt was very satisfied with his performance.

But it seemed that God did not want Feng Xiaolang to have a good life. Within a month, her aunt's son fell ill.His aunt was a superstitious person and believed that Feng Xiaolang was a lone star in the sky. She started beating and scolding him every day and deprived him of food. After another month, her son became more and more sick and seemed to be about to die.

So she drove Feng Xiaolang away on a stormy night. She could not let him stay at home and restrain them. No matter how hard Feng Xiaolang begged, it was of no use. He cried all night. His family was ruined and his relatives were killed. Scorned, extremely sad.

At this time, Yan Hao felt his infinite pain, but he could do nothing but sigh for him.

But on the second day, Yan Hao forgot about Feng Xiaolang's family ruin and being kicked out of the house by his relatives. He only knew that Feng Xiaolang was going to beg.But the spiritual hunger became more and more obvious. It seemed that the longer he was with Feng Xiaolang, the hungrier he became.

As a child, Feng Xiaolang had almost no ability to make money, so he had to live on the street and beg for a living.

The desire to survive made Feng Xiaolang survive tenaciously. He would swallow other people's leftovers, even if they taste rancid.

When he was starving, he would compete with the dog for food, even if it was dog food. If the dog tried to bite him, he would bite him back, causing the dog to bark wildly. However, this attracted the dog owner and he was beaten again. , a brick hit his back, excruciating pain, but he still ran away quickly.

When the weather was cold, he wore rotten clothes that were not wanted by others, but he was unlucky, there were fleas on his clothes, and he was very itchy all over his body after being bitten by countless fleas.

Find a leeward place at night, build a fire, or find some firewood to wrap yourself in. Many times, you are almost numb from the cold.

If he couldn't find anything to eat, he would eat tree bark, rats, and insects. . .Even the tributes from other people's sacrifices were eaten.

Without a place to live, he lived in woodsheds, ruined temples, caves, and even pig pens. Sometimes he was found by others. If he ran fast, he would be scolded for a small matter. If he ran slowly, he would be beaten severely. It's a common thing.

Walking on the road, he was either discriminated against by others, or he was spat on, stoned, rotten eggs, rotten vegetables, insulted, etc. by the children around him, who bullied him, a helpless child.

After living like this for nearly a year, the crazy desire for survival in Feng Xiaolang's heart became more and more powerful and deformed. When he looked at the people around him, he felt that they were beasts with teeth and claws.

No clothes to cover body, no food to eat, no roof tiles to cover head, bullied by passers-by. . .Seeing Feng Xiaolang's life that is not as good as pigs and dogs, Yan Hao admired Feng Xiaolang for not killing him. He also felt sorry for the child and felt his boundless despair and pain.

That night Feng Xiaolang came to a ruined temple and planned to spend the night there.But when Feng Xiaolang fell asleep, Yan Hao forgot about Feng Xiaolang's previous begging life.But his spiritual hunger has increased again, as if he hadn't eaten breakfast.

While Feng Xiaolang was falling asleep, a few beggars from nowhere came in. They saw that this was a place with tiles to cover their heads, but there was a beggar they didn't recognize. Going forward and facing him is a good meal.

When he was beaten, Feng Xiaolang was still yelling and begging for mercy, hoping they would stop, but the beggars didn't stop, but beat them harder, so he resigned to his fate, didn't yell or beg for mercy, and stopped Tears, at this moment those beggars felt bored instead, so they left the scarred him alone.

Since then, these beggars have treated him like a toy, chained him up, and abused him often.

A few beggars, each took a dip in urine, used it as soup, cooked a pit mouse for him to eat; stripped him and threw him to roll among the thorns; competed in throwing small stones to see who could hit him; Feces and urine were added to the food to feed him; he was beaten with a soft stick and a leather whip, and then he was bathed in salt water; he was soaked in the river in cold weather and asked him to catch fish and shrimp. . .

Each of them had different ways of abuse, and did not regard Feng Xiaolang as a person at all, but Feng Xiaolang survived abruptly, he knew that he could not die, or the resentment in his heart supported him.After living like this for a month, one night, he found a chance, took the key, untied the chain, took some food, and escaped.

Standing outside the temple, Feng Xiaolang looked at the beggars in the temple with resentment. He saw the shadows of several people dancing in the flickering light of the fire, dancing around like ghosts and ghosts under the reflection of the fire. But he was abused by the devil so that his life would be worse than death.

This world seemed to not even give him a shelter, he hated, he was angry, but he didn't cry out, he knew that God would not answer him, only those devils were found.

He dragged his heavy body away.He knew that if he stayed here, these devils would not let him go, beating him up is light, killing him is normal, as long as he finds a hidden place and buries him, no one will He said a word to a little beggar, let alone revenge.

Yan Hao felt the pain on his body, and also knew the endless resentment in his heart. He hated the sky, took away his home, made him an orphan, and didn't give him a place to stay; he hated people, hated himself for being human, Being teased by others, he hated those who teased him even more.

Although Yan Hao regretted the fate that ruined his family, and hated those who prevented him from living a good life and those who played tricks on him, there was nothing he could do.

Feng Xiaolang came to the next town with difficulty, and slept all night under the eaves of a shop.That night, Yan Hao forgot about Feng Xiaolang being tortured and abused. He only remembered that he was an orphan and had great hatred with a few beggars.At this moment, Yan Hao felt as if he hadn't eaten breakfast or even lunch for a long time, and was very hungry.

The next morning, Feng Xiaolang didn't eat much after dinner, he was so hungry that he was about to pass out, when he heard the noise of the downtown, he slowly opened his eyes, and after a while, there was a peddler selling steamed buns not far from him, He couldn't turn his eyes away when he saw the steamed buns. It had been half an hour, but he was still staring at them intently. He really wanted to eat them, but he didn't have the money. He wanted to take away the steamed buns, but there was still a line in his heart that weighed them.

At this moment, Feng Xiaolang saw a thief who quietly stole some steamed buns, stuffed them into his clothes, and walked by the peddler, but the peddler at the side didn't notice.

At this time, he was so hungry that he was going crazy, so he imitated the example and took two steamed buns, stuffed them into his clothes, turned around and ran away quickly.At this time, the peddler saw him, and immediately realized that the steamed buns were missing, so he immediately chased after him.

At this time, he was running fast while eating steamed buns, and it took a long time before he got rid of the hawker's pursuit.

Feng Xiaolang discovered that it turns out that food can come so easily, you don't need to fight with dogs, you don't need to be chased away, you just take it and leave, as long as you run fast, even the king and I can't catch up, then the food is yours.

At this moment, the fierce beast in Feng Xiaolang's heart came out of the cage, and it came out after breaking the measuring line. Although it was just born at this time, it was still weak, but it must not be underestimated.

From that day on, Feng Xiaolang targeted the steamed buns, steamed buns, and places where food was stored in the kitchen, stealing them from the street to the end of the street. Although he was occasionally encountered by others, he escaped.He began to target people's wallets, or break open doors and steal food and money.

Once, a benevolent man distributed steamed buns for free, and a group of people robbed him. He was squeezed to the back, so he took out a short wooden stick, pointed it at the back heart of the person in front from time to time, and stabbed it hard. When he fell down, he pushed someone else to step on him, and then pointed his finger at him, so the two wrestled.

Sometimes he stretched out his hand and pulled down one or two women, and even stepped on it; or when he saw a wallet, he just took it by hand, slipped away, and squeezed to another place; I just left, but when I saw a lonely child holding a steamed bun, I stepped forward to grab his steamed bun, then pushed him down, and walked away quickly.

He knew that casinos and brothels were where the money was, so he would hang around casinos and brothels from time to time and steal people's money when he saw an opportunity.Once he saw a man who had won a lot in a casino leaving. He followed the man to an alley, took out a knife and stabbed the man in the back. Then he took away all the money and left quickly. It doesn't matter whether this person is dead or alive.

A year later, the beast in his heart began to grow.

He began to look for a target person, and he planned to make a big one. A rich man in the country was taken by him, so he went to the rich man's house as a servant. One month later, in the evening, he put the poison in the rich man's family. People, and all the servants' meals, after that everyone was poisoned to the ground by him, and he started to clean up the mess, he added a knife or two to each, or the heart, or the neck, and then he put all the All the gold, silver and treasures were taken away, and a little beggar was killed to replace him.

The last fire burned everything down, and everything was covered by this one fire.

The money around Feng Xiaolang accumulated more and more, from one tael, to ten taels, then to 100 taels, then to 1000 taels of silver, and finally to 1 taels.Ten times and ten times more, his kennel is full, he sleeps next to the money every day, but he is still not satisfied, he always wants to steal more things, stealing In the process, he got a perverted sense of satisfaction, and also felt the beauty of saving money.

This night, he took out all his money, piled it up into a bed, and slept on it by himself. The satisfaction was really ecstatic.Yan Hao also felt this wonderful feeling, but he didn't enjoy it as much as he did.

Yan Hao looked at it and felt that it was not in his heart. He knew that the money was stolen, robbed, and looted by him. It smelled of blood on it, which was too evil.At night, when Feng Xiaolang fell asleep, he forgot about Feng Xiaolang's theft and looting. He only remembered that Feng Xiaolang was an orphan, and those beggars had not yet retaliated.But Yan Hao felt that he had been hungry all day, and his stomach began to growl.

(End of this chapter)