I rely on my face to pretend to be poor in the world of infinite flow

In the dimly lit room, the originally cozy layout was thrown into chaos due to a sudden external force.

The orange wood decoration and the warm yellow light can't inject a little brightness into the room, it just feels dim.

Even though the air conditioner was fully turned on, the people in the room were shivering from the cold.

The haggard mistress is distraught, her lifeless eyes are lifeless, and she has no hope for life.

It was obviously a delicious dinner, but none of the people at the table was in the mood to taste it.

The hostess was silent, and only occasionally glanced at her son who was in high school next to him. The young man was pale, thin and silent. He quickly finished his meal and lowered his head to say that he would go back to his room to do his homework.

The only man at the table who was enjoying the food at ease frowned heavily, looking very bad, and gave the young man a cold sideways glance.

Before the boy could close the door, the cold, blade-like voice began to speak harshly, mockingly and accusing him of being rude, selfish, and indifferent to others.

The hostess was careful to redeem her at first, but the hostess was not appeased. Instead, he became more and more angry until his face flushed.

The reasons for the hostess’ anger made the hostess panicked and at a loss. The reasons were trivial and could not be noticed. For example, when he knocked on the door, he did not open the door immediately and made him wait for a few seconds. He asked to wash the socks now because the hostess was cooking. Go immediately, and boil the water not the next morning but the night before.

Points like these that are difficult for ordinary people to pay attention to, but the man became very angry and became more and more angry, his face turned red and he was like an angry bull. The man's anger rose to a new level again.

Whoa!

Even through the door, the boy in the room heard the sound of the dining table being overturned.

His eyes widened, angry, sad and frightened, he stood up abruptly, but restrained himself and stopped outside the door.

You can't go out to provoke the other party, because he will beat your mother even more angrily.

"Speak! Mute or dead?"

The woman didn't say a word, but the man's anger was getting higher and higher.

"Okay, okay," the voice distorted to the point of being mad and collapsed, a series of extremely insulting and swear words, "Are you trying to piss me off? Why are you so cruel? I'm sorry Please speak?"

The sound of fists hitting people one after another is no longer a simple beating, but an uncontrollable venting that is crazily twisted.

The teenager realized what happened, his pupils dilated unconsciously, he opened the door and rushed out.

"Why did you hit someone again? Isn't she your wife? Why did you hit her?" He stared wide-eyed, but his thin body and pale eyes, like what he said, did not intimidate people at all, they just felt like a joke.

The man would only be more angry and contemptuous, sneering and mocking: "Okay, now you know how to challenge me, you and your mother eat my food and drink mine, what do you think of me? What key high school do you think you can go to without me?"

There were tears in the boy's eyes. Looking at his mother who was pressed to the ground and beaten and kept silent while covering her head, there was sadness in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, in order to calm the man down.

"Please, divorce my mother. I will pay back the money I owe you."

The man's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect him to dare to say that, his eyes and voice were as cold as a knife's edge: "It's up to you? What do you give in exchange? Do you know how much you owe me for food, drink and school in the past few years? One hundred thousand 20 is up to you.”

In fact, the total salary of the man over the years is not tens of thousands, but the mother and child are too naive and ignorant.

The young man tried his best to straighten his thin and immature body. He gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you promise to divorce and stop beating my mother, I will pay you back whatever money you have, plus interest. I won't go to school, and I will go out to work and pay you back."

The woman wanted to stand up, but she widened her eyes, told the boy to shut up, explained to her husband that children were ignorant, and even apologized subconsciously.

Looking at his mother's habitual weakness, the boy showed embarrassment and sadness, and tears filled his eyes: "Is it okay to listen to me this time? Can't we live on our own? We can live by picking up trash, why do we let this person keep Beat you?"

The woman was nervous and flustered, she didn't mean it that way, she had already written an IOU to the man, her son could no longer write it, her mind was very confused, she only knew that if she wrote it, the boy's life would be ruined, just like she is now.

The man sneered: "That sounds nice, now go write it."

The boy walked to the room, immediately tore off his homework and began to write. Obviously, he had already had such an idea.

When he was writing, the sound of mocking outside the door was still there, and the man was cursing, but the young man naively felt that the talk was over and the nightmare was about to end.

Until the man's angry cursing became louder and louder, the woman made a weak struggling sound, as if being dragged into the house.

"Mom... didn't you say yes..."

He didn't care about the format of the IOU, and immediately wanted to rush over to stop it.

"Okay, you mother and son want to force me to death... you bastard... you bastard... you want to kick me away... have you already found a family?"

The man held a kitchen knife in his hand, sneered and twisted angrily, and threw the kitchen knife at the woman.

The boy was stunned, he couldn't even move at this moment, he could only stare at the arc of the kitchen knife with his eyes wide open.

The woman clutched her stomach and fell limply to the ground.

The man was still sneering in a distorted and cold voice: "You treat me like this, well, I'm not going to live anymore, everyone, don't think about it!"

"Mom." The teenager lowered his head, stared at the sticky blood on the floor with wide eyes, and retched retchedly.

"It's okay." The woman raised her head and forced a smile to comfort her.

The man's figure blocked her face for a moment, grabbed her hair, and punched her in the face, hitting the wall while hitting.

"Stop, stop, stop! I'm going to kill you!" The boy rushed forward as if he had collapsed, trying to grab the man's arm that was being beaten, trying to pull him away.

His arms were too slender and weak, no matter how hard he tried, he could only shake them a little.

The man nervously stared at his red eyes, no longer caring that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and he couldn't see his gentle and beautiful wife before.

Oh, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but so what?You can't just marry him, divorced with a son, how many people envy him to have a young and beautiful wife, but so what?You are better than me, richer than me, and have a higher position than me, but my wife is younger and more beautiful than you.She actually wants to leave me?Well, he knew that he must be looking at some wild man.Want to leave me, go to hell!Bitch!

The man wore a contemptuous and distorted sneer, extremely angry, and turned to grab the boy who had called him his father for ten years.

He was very obedient when he was young, and he always liked himself more than his mother. He once proudly stood on the stage of the first parent of the school because of his excellent grades and gave a speech.

But so what?I don't know when I started to stop looking at myself and not talking to myself, keeping my head down all the time, are you scolding me?Or even you look down on me?little beast.

The woman finally broke down, screaming and begging for mercy, telling him not to hit him.

Her blood wet her clothes, she didn't notice it, she just looked at her son who was dying under the man's fist and made no sound.

Why?Why?

Until now, she didn't know why she became like this?

In the eyes of everyone, this man is a gentleman and elegant, hardworking and self-disciplined, even willing to help others. At the beginning, she just saw his good character. He is obviously so kind and sincere to his son. Where did he start? Will suddenly beat her up because of inexplicable trivial matters?

I thought I had found a new life, but I didn't know that the cake had only a thin layer of cream, and after eating it, I saw rusty thorns and thorns underneath.

I was a heinous villain in my previous life. I must have done something very evil to encounter such a thing.

The woman almost lost consciousness. She thought her voice was loud, but it was actually extremely weak.

The man ignored her pleading and stopping.

It's strange, of course he didn't lose his memory, he remembered that he liked this little boy before, when he was full of admiration and called him daddy, but that was when he was young, when he grew up, he started to fight because his mother was beaten When he was there, he was no longer that cute little boy.

The man saw clearly that under his beating, the young man's bones were broken, blood spilled out, his breathing was a little bit weak, and his pupils dilated and stagnated.

But he didn't stop and hit harder.

Because that's what he thinks, how dare he let this woman leave me, thinking that a little money can make up for me?Is it a fart to study well?Think your future will be better than mine?Still want the future, let's go to hell together.

Panting for breath, he cursed: "I don't want to live anymore, so don't think about it either."

He knew that the boy called his father was dead, and he hadn't breathed for a long time.

He stood up unsteadily and found the hemp rope. There was no beam in the community house, but it could be hung on the chandelier.

He sneered with difficulty, and glanced coldly at the woman's blood vessel broken by the kitchen knife: Do you think I will be afraid?Anyway, I don't want to live anymore, let's all die together.

"You actually want to leave me and kick me away? Don't even think about it..."

The sling was tied, and he stood on the coffee table, as long as his feet hung down, everything would be over.

However, a hand grabbed his leg.

A pale and slender hand with bruises and bloodstains, but the movements of the fingers were calm and steady, unable to break free.

The man lowered his head, his hands were still holding on to the hemp rope for hanging himself, his red eyes, which were still immersed in anger, widened, full of unspeakable shock and fear.

He even looked at his dying wife who had been abused by him for a long time, as if asking for help, as if he wanted to gain the strength and confidence to fight against fear from the person he abused.

What did he see?

The stepson who was beaten to death by him, the body of the boy in the pool of blood, suddenly stood up bit by bit.

The blood-soaked black hair hangs down, dripping with blood as if wet by the heavy rain.

The monster who stood up stroked it with the other hand indifferently, contemptuously and gracefully, with a bright smile on his snow-white skin, and the black hair and blood, obviously the filth crawling out of the pool of blood, made him feel extremely strange. beauty.

Like the sacrificial offerings of death and fear, the tyrannical and insane magnificence born of extreme evil is not the color of the world.

He grabbed the man's leg with that hand, and the man couldn't move any more strength, and his whole body was limp.

The devil used the body of his stepson who was beaten to death. The slender and thin body was not strong, just a pale and thin boy with broken bones.

But with only one hand, the other party easily dragged his body that was pulling the hemp rope down, and the terrifying force broke the hemp rope together.

No, I was meant to die!

I will punish myself, so please let go.

Blood dripped from the boy's black hair onto the man's pale and terrified face. The face of the middle-aged man who once made women and the boy feel insurmountable was full of fear and begging for mercy.

But the devil who got up from the pool of blood ignored him, punching and smashing every bone in his body. The man was dying of pain, but his mind was always clear.

In the field of vision, the ultimate picture composed of black, white and red.

A voice that seemed to be holding back laughter, trembling madly because of the faint joy, supercilious, joyful and interesting, and then quickly lost interest, the extravagant whispering voice, contemptuous and familiar: "Well, the taste of violence is not bad, as if I am a god, you can Wanton manipulation and control of everything about others? In fact, it’s just bullying the weak. When you meet someone who is a little stronger than yourself, you’re so afraid that you don’t even dare to resist. Do you really dare to commit suicide? When it comes to the taste of death, I should feel it first before talking about it.”

That indescribable existence, showing its white teeth, smiled brightly and seductively, and its cool eyes seemed to flow like a river leading to death.

"Demon, devil..." Like dead flesh, the man whose bones had been shattered collapsed there, twitching and spilling blood, his eyes were still open and glowing.

"Don't worry," the man looked down at him for a moment with maroon cool eyes, pitying and perfunctory, boring and contemptuously said, "I won't let you die, Dad. Dad's wish is not to be together forever in hell Is it? Well, it will be enough."

The man twitched, tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, sinking into infinite despair like dead flesh.

The woman with a bruised nose and a swollen face lay there numbly, not knowing whether she was alive or not. Occasionally, she twitched, and the sticky blood from the vein cut by the kitchen knife spilled out on the floor.

There was a reserved smile on that person's face, the blood-stained face was clean and flawless, his chin was raised slightly, his maroon eyes were condescending, he looked at her without emotion, and whispered gently: "Mom, don't worry, I will protect you." your."

The woman's slack eyes returned to her senses, and then she looked at that overly handsome face in horror—that was not her son!

……

Xie Sha's dark eyes focused on emptiness, and the spiritual body that extended at that moment seemed to see the past that happened behind this door through the time and space like the whirlpool of sea water.

I also saw the whole process of this man appearing here, just like when he was in Liushu Village.

Tan Yaozu was leaning on the door lazily and in a low mood, as if he sensed something, he followed Xie Cha's gaze and glanced behind him.

He quickly turned his head around and looked at Xie Cha again. The curve of his lips was not very interesting, but those maroon eyes were always focused when looking at Xie Cha, and there was also a little bit of ambiguity. No smile.

"Well, did you see it? You are surprisingly sharp, but I will be very troubled if you keep spying on me like this."

He pursed his lips and looked at Xie Cha with an innocent face.

The face was exactly the same as Yu Xingzhi's, clean and flawless.

Xie Sha looked at the man in front of him. He was wearing a black nightgown, with loose long hair neatly hanging down, dignified and elegant, gentle and restrained, without the slightest danger of madness in the picture he saw.

Speaking of which, compared to the current image of Tan Yaozu, the person he saw in the terrifying picture is closer to Yu Xingzhi's appearance, with the same short hair, except for the water-blue eyes, just like the juvenile version of Yu Xingzhi.

Do this kind of thing with the appearance of young Yu Xingzhi.

This thought made Xie Sha's eyes sharpen immediately: "Tan Yaozu..."

Leaning against the door, the man with his head tilted slightly blinked his eyes innocently, still with that undisguised innocence, extravagant voice and childish tone: "No, this time I changed my name to Yin Zonghui."

As if very satisfied, the fake name of feeling good about himself, when Xie Sha looked at him, he nodded affirmatively, as if he wanted him to boast that he was really good.

Xie Sha looked at his delicate chin raised with a calm and contemptuous look, and remembered the scene he saw before when he stood up from the pool of blood, his white shirt was dyed black and red, and he laughed wildly while doing that to the middle-aged man. everything.

Innocent, pure and dangerous.

"Are you secretly scolding me?" Wearing a black nightgown, Tan Yaozu leaned against the door with folded arms, tilted his head, blinked his eyes slowly and looked at Xie Cha, as if he could hear the voice in Xie Sha's heart.

Tan Yaozu, Xie Sha doesn't care about his new bad street name, he still calls him Tan Yaozu, even though Yaozu's name is not much better.

As if he didn't care, the man tilted his head slightly and looked at Xie Sha: "Don't forget that your heart is still with me. I will feel it if you scold me secretly, but it doesn't matter, you can just say it directly."

Saying that seems to be very magnanimous.

Xie Sha didn't feel like he was scolding him, and he never scolded anyone, but every time he faced this person, he felt powerless: "Did you also make up what happened in this dungeon?"

Tan Yaozu lifted his chin and still tilted his head slightly to look at him: "No, I'm on vacation and passing by."

With his index finger sideways, he pointed to the right with a gun-like gesture: "The people inside summoned me out without authorization."

He said in the tone of being forced to work overtime: "Tsk, that's what trash is like. He was pressured in the workplace because he lost in comparison with others. He didn't have any skills, so he went home and looked up to his wife and children who admired him and relied on him. Vent. It may be a bad temper at the beginning. If you can’t expose yourself and vent your anger, you will be seen as incompetent, so just find a way to criticize. It’s just to punish the family members like this.”

He raised his eyebrows with a secret smile, as if Xie Cha knew it too.

"It was very effective at the beginning. I vented the pressure on the people close to me. The other party didn't resist him out of caring and considerate reasons. I felt relieved. Maybe I still felt guilty at the beginning, and I would make some small compensations from very good people. I was forgiven. But it quickly became a habit in a series of three weeks, and then even if there was no external pressure, I would lose my temper as I wanted."

Saying such words, the dignified and elegant face also tilted his head slightly, and his nonchalant tone appeared purely childish, controlling everything with ease.

"The vast majority of human beings are like this. They don't want to be ordinary and mediocre. They want to be special. Some people can't live without themselves. No matter how they treat each other, they love themselves. They want to be able to control others' emotions Humans, or become gods. How stupid, once they realize that the other party wants to break away from this relationship, the gods themselves are completely desperate. Let's die together, let's go to hell together. Like abandoned waste, shouting like this. Really, is hell a garbage recycling bin? Please try your best to go to heaven."

Xie Sha couldn't say a word, his dark eyes looked at the man quietly and sharply.

Why are you saying this to me?It seems that there is no intention to attack, and it looks like a lot of words. Is it the boss' desire to perform?

Yu Xingzhi will not be like this, but he actually hopes that when he is with Yu Xingzhi, the other party can keep talking, say a lot of things to him, and he can say anything.

It seemed that he didn't know that Xie Sha's mind was distracted, and it seemed that he didn't care whether Xie Sha was listening at all.

Tan Yaozu's chestnut-colored cool eyes were unprecedentedly gentle, like the sea before a storm, and he said freely, "You saw it too, and you would be angry if you were there. How could you do anything to your wife's beautiful face?" Doing this kind of behavior? Are you in love?"

At the scene of the crime, they ignored everyone, and of course everyone seemed to ignore them, and it became a time for the two men to talk.

When asked this private question suddenly, Xie Sha was taken aback: "Huh?"

Tan Yaozu's attitude was peaceful, and there was no disturbing danger at all before, even though he did nothing, it was already dangerous enough to make people disturbed.

Under the other party's maroon innocent, asking and urging eyes, Xie Sha replied: "No."

"What about the person I like? The person who wants to start a family in the future. Of course, I'm not interested in inquiring about sex. You just need to tell me if you have it, and you don't need to tell me the other person's name. I will not arrest the other person from reality. I'm threatening you in the game, right?"

As he said that, Tan Yaozu conjured a glass of red wine out of nowhere, and slowly raised his head to drink, still looking at him innocently.

Xie Sha looked at the other party's frank and harmless appearance, and was speechless for a while, obviously he had taken Yu Xingzhi away from him last time.

"Yes." Xie Sha admitted straightforwardly.

In the past few days, they lived with Yu Xingzhi in the dungeon. Even if it was a horror game dungeon, Xie Sha felt that this kind of life was very good. It would be nice if they could live together like this all the time.

It was the first time in my life that I had such an idea.

Tan Yaozu raised his head slightly, his delicate Adam's apple moved slightly, and swallowed the red wine: "Imagine, one day, for what reason will you be violent to this person who wants to live with you? That face that made your heart beat, Destroy it with scars, vent all negative and unsatisfactory emotions to this person, so that there is no love in the other person's eyes, only fear, until the other person wants to leave you, just kill them, and everyone dies together."

Xie Sha frowned on his always clear and clean face: "Never."

For such a clear and gentle young man, he just wanted to protect him with everything, and only wanted to give him all the good things, how could he hurt him?

"But that person just did it," Tan Yaozu looked downcastly, looking down at the red wine glass in his hand, "Wake up on this occasion and see my mother being treated like this by my father. As a child, of course I have to stop it. Dad's wish to be together forever. Protecting Mom, did you do nothing wrong?"

Xie Sha noticed his strange address: "Father, mother?"

Tan Yaozu nodded: "Didn't you say it? This time it's Yin Zonghui."

Xie Sha looked at him: "The identity is the boy who was beaten to death?"

Tan Yaozu looked at him, and suddenly smiled, his smile was bright and bewitching, his cool chestnut eyes didn't blink for a moment: "It's an interesting identity."

"You can do whatever you want, but I won't let you turn this place into a second Willow Village." Xie Sha looked at him closely and said.

Tan Yaozu didn't care, he drank the rest of the red wine slowly, opened his eyes slightly, as if surprised and innocent: "So you want to do something to me again? Now is not the time to push the boss, everyone said Having this dungeon has nothing to do with me, I'm just on vacation and passing by. But if you want to get your heart back..."

"That kind of data that doesn't exist at all, you can keep what you like, and don't give it back to me." Xie Sha said without emotion.

Tan Yaozu raised his eyelashes slightly, as if he was a little surprised: You are actually this kind of man who casually gives his heart to others, but he doesn't want to believe it - such a wicked expression.

Then his expression returned to normal, he blinked his eyes and nodded: "That's it, then I'll take something else next time."

Xie Sha's dark eyes sharpened instantly: "Do you want to come again?"

Tan Yaozu looked at him innocently, and said in a naive and childish tone, "The order of primary and secondary is reversed. You shot me first. If you do it again, I will do it again."

Xie Sha looked at him: "Then try."

If it wasn't for the fact that this person suddenly turned into Yu Xingzhi to distract him last time, how could he have been easily tricked.

Tan Yaozu didn't intend to fight, he tilted his head slightly and raised his chin, indicating behind him, the seemingly innocent smile was innocent and funny, as if he was so cute that he couldn't help laughing, and said deliberately disinterestedly: "Say it Before it's time to push the boss, what you're looking for is there."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Xie Sha, stood up straight from the position of leaning on the door, and walked into the house on his own.

Xie Sha wanted to stop him, but he remembered that something he said was behind him, and Yu Xingzhi was still there.

While hesitating, Tan Yaozu's figure had disappeared from sight.

Xie Sha turned back immediately to find Yu Xingzhi who was not far behind him.

The scene he saw when he looked back made his pupils suddenly startled——

The corpse covered in white cloth on the stretcher carried out from the house, soaked in blood, was placed under the steps, waiting for the ambulance to come in and carry it up.

The motionless corpse, when everyone turned sideways or turned their backs to talk about the tragedy that happened in the house, the hand hanging on the side suddenly moved.

Then, without anyone noticing, the body on the stretcher sat up.

The blood-soaked woman, wrapped in a white cloth, appeared behind the people who got off the ambulance in an instant, and broke the necks of four people without a sound.

Then there are residents in the neighborhood who are talking about the tragedy, sympathizing with regret or being angry.

Wherever the white cloth dyed red went, there were corpses all over the place.

When Xie Sha looked over, half of the people had already collapsed.

At this time, other people also noticed the abnormality one after another, and suddenly made a sharp and piercing sound, and ran away in a panic.

But the figure of the white cloth was too fast, so fast that even Xie Sha had no time to catch it.

He immediately found Yu Xingzhi's location first, and grabbed Yu Xingzhi's hand: "Follow me." No anti-theft, no anti-theft. Report the wrong chapter. Ask for books and find books. Chat with book friends, please add qq group: 647377658 (group number)