The days of being a writer in a different world

"Yueyan! Can you answer for him, and can you tell his blood back to his family!" Another more violent voice shouted.

Yue Yan's face was livid, his hands trembled slightly, and he straightened up rarely, without answering.

This cheap father has been decadently avoiding him for most of his life, and finally he can stand up and respond.

Cheng Chen sighed softly, but it was too late.

He straightened his chest, took a step forward, and said loudly in the direction of the clan elder: "I am Cheng Chen, surnamed Cheng, named Chen, Dust of Dust."

"Hmph! You are as small as dust, but you have a spiritual endowment. When you suddenly reach a high position, you will not respect your ancestors, disobey your elders, and be filial..."

A gloomy voice was halfway through, and Yue Jun shouted in a deep voice: "Elder Han, I've said too much!"

A thin and thin clan elder walked down the stone platform, walked half a circle around Cheng Chen with a sneer, turned his head and asked, "If you see the totem of the Yue clan and don't worship, if you see your biological father, you don't respect him, and if you put your aunt in prison, I say he is a "ghost." "Disobedience, which sentence has passed?"

"No, he's not, it's not him..." Yue Yan was in a hurry, speaking incoherently, and Khan burst out in a hurry.

That Elder Han walked up to him and pressed him step by step: "What is he not? He is not a ghost? What is he not? Is it not because of him that the Cen family was caught in injustice and imprisoned?"

This old man was originally short, a full head shorter than Yue Yan, but he spoke sharply and aggressively, and Yue Yan almost shrank into a ball when he spoke.

Cheng Chen straightened his back, and realized in his heart that this Elder Han had turned right and wrong, and put a big hat on him when he came up. He just wanted to dilute his status as a "Zhenguo Wenshi" who protected him, and even erase it in the clan.Then, as an elder of the clan, facing the illegitimate son of the main lineage waste, he can naturally rub it round and flatten it, and trample it like mud.

Whoever makes the blood of the Yue family noble, like a shackle of thorns, can't break free, resistance is bloody!

"A Yan, you step aside."

Yue Jun also walked out slowly. He glanced at the solemn and silent Cheng Chen, and faced Elder Han directly: "Cheng Chen has only been enlightened for more than a year, and he has never been taught or educated by my Yue clan. It is possible that he does not know the ancestor totem." It turned out that, besides, he hadn't identified the blood to belong to the ancestors, so it can't be said that he was disrespectful to his ancestors.

The Cen clan disrupted our family rules, disturbed my Yue clan's inheritance, and punished me slightly to warn others. Cheng Chen was not only a victim, but also didn't know it. He was disobedient and disobedient. "

"The suzerain is right, Elder Han, you are also worried about my family, and you are too demanding." The old male voice who was the first to ask the question smoothed things over and walked down. He smiled slightly at Cheng Chen, his eyebrows drooping, It was the Elder Mu who had a gentle face from before.

Cheng Chen laughed heartily, this is a red face.At first glance, what he said sounded kind, but if you read it carefully, what he said was that the elder Han who turned black and white was right, and he was thinking of the clan, but his attitude was lacking, haha!

Elder Mu looked at Cheng Chen, nodded appreciatively, and said, "It's commendable for Cheng Chen to make his own achievements without relying on the clan at a young age. Both his mind and spiritual endowment are commendable. There is only one thing, I rely on the old to sell the old." , Ask as an elder of the clan: It is a good thing for you to write spiritual texts to promote the birth of our clan, but why did you choose the Zhongyuan Festival where ghosts gather, and Lizhou Huanglong Pavilion where there are many bones underground?!"

"You still don't understand what he has in mind? He is a ghost himself, so he wished that the next generation of my Yue clan would be all ghosts!" Elder Han replied coldly.

His words were not easy to argue with, and a deep "Chuan" was formed between Yue Jun's brows.

Cheng Chen looked at Elder Mu with an unsuspecting expression, Elder Han with a sarcastic expression, Mr. Yue who was silent, and Yue Yan who shrank to the side and didn't dare to breathe loudly. He suddenly chuckled: "I said it was a misunderstanding and coincidence, Do you believe it?"

Elder Han glanced sideways, raised his head to the sky and let out a cold haha, his wrinkles were crowded together, and under the light of the fire, they looked like black facial lines, weird and fierce.

Elder Mu let out a long sigh, shook his head, and said, "Let's not talk about this now. The auspicious time is coming, let Cheng Chen identify the blood, and ask the ancestors to approve. I will wait for the sacrifice and then see the results, and then decide whether he will return to the clan. This is more appropriate." , Sovereign, what do you think?"

Yue Jun took a deep look at Cheng Chen and nodded, "Yes."

The last elder also came to the middle of the stone hall. He was extremely tall, his voice was like a bell, and he yelled at Cheng Chen: "Then follow the ancestor's rules! Cheng Chen, you kneel here and smear the ancestor spirit with your own blood." Totem, the more blood you have, the more sincere your heart, the ancestors will naturally appreciate the spirituality of your bloodline and grant you recognition and return to the ancestors."

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew out a dagger and threw it in front of Cheng Chen with a "clang".

Cheng Chen looked at the cold and hard damp stone ground with nothing but the dagger, and asked coldly, "How long will I have to kneel?"

Elder Han snorted coldly: "If you can ask such a question, you are not sincere! It is not too much to kneel for three days and three nights."

Elder Mu also shook his head and sighed: "Cheng Chen, it doesn't matter what level of literary master you are to identify your blood, the right way is to be respectful and pious. Otherwise, you will annoy the ancestors, and the blood will go against the scriptures, and it will be more than miserable. The pain was unbearable, and it was a matter of life and death."

The tall elder De said impatiently: "Let him kneel down to wake up his head and understand the rules of seniority and inferiority. Let's go, don't miss the sacrifice!" He took the lead in striding forward, and the two clan elders Followed closely, no longer giving a little out of the corner of his eye to this "ghost" boy who is slightly gifted but not obedient.

What about Zhen Guo Literary Master?Not recognized by ancestors and clan elders, but also a tragic ending of dying against blood.If you return to the clan, it is a matter within the clan, first break the rebellious biting bone, so as not to be difficult to tame, if it can benefit the clan in the future, it is not too late to train and reward slowly.Didn't everyone in the clan come here like this?

Yue Jun walked with his two younger brothers at the end, he sighed softly, and whispered only one word: "Forbearance."

Tolerate?Endure to the point of being trampled on top of your head, endure until you are obedient, and donate your flesh and blood to the clan, just hoping not to be slaughtered like pigs and sheep and put on a plate as a sacrifice?

Cheng Chen's spiritual platform was clear for a while, and he couldn't be more sober.

For this kind of Yue clan, such clan elders, he thinks that as a literary master of the town, he is qualified to exchange interests with them on an equal basis, in exchange for a stable and peaceful life.But in their eyes, doing this means that they don't dedicate themselves neatly and submissively.

The bloodline is the bridle and whip in their hands. Whatever they want, they can be whipped and tamed.Not from?The blood of the ancestral spirit will teach you how to write the word "death".

Cheng Chen laughed at himself. Judging the mentality of these elders from other families based on the behavior and standpoint of the business exchange in the previous life is simply the thinking routine of normal people trying to guess the mentally ill.

He was dead wrong.

Fortunately, there is still time to correct it. Even if it fails, he will never put on the reins again and work for the so-called Yue family, and be driven by others.

Cheng Chen picked up the dagger, smiled and said to Mr. Yue: "It's my fault. Don't worry! I don't know if there is any paper here. I suddenly got inspired and wanted to write a book as a tribute to my ancestors of the Yue family." .”

At this time, Yue Yan, who had been relieved a little, hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I will ask them to bring some good paper for writing sacrificial rites." He looked at the smiling young man hesitantly, and asked in a low voice: "What kind of pen do you want?" ? Well written, the clan elders are happy, the ancestors approve, and Renren will pass. Don’t worry too much, the ancestor spirits will always protect the people of our clan.”

"Don't bother." Cheng Chen also smiled.

Yue Jun nodded, still ordered someone to bring some pens and paper, and said: "Write well, the ancestor spirit will be happy, and the clan elders don't dare to go too far."

"Okay, I will definitely write 'with my heart'."

Everyone went out to prepare for the sacrifice, leaving Cheng Chen alone in this three-room stone hall.

Not long after, a strange soldier came in with a light brown sacrificial paper.Cheng Chen called to him and asked him to tell Cheng Lang who was waiting outside that he would spend some time writing the spiritual essay, so please wait patiently.

Wu Cong went out, except for a few guards who were on duty to guard the ancient land, standing outside in the corridor of the cave, there was no one else.

Cheng Chen sighed lazily, and muttered to himself: "These so-called aristocratic families are the ones who really don't know what to say. They don't want to listen to what others say, so I'll teach you how to behave!"

He picked up the dagger, and the sharp edge slashed across the tip of his right finger. There was a sharp pain, and bright red blood beads oozed from the tip of his index finger.

"The blood of the Yue family, is it any good? It's just a spiritual cleaner of Shuilanxing, a gluttonous breeder paid out of his own pocket."

A magical BGM sounded involuntarily in my mind: "It's him, it's him, it's him!"

The young hero who heals the strong and helps the weak, who is not afraid of power and the world.

His weird birth was not expected, and his biological father wanted to get rid of him quickly.After finally surviving and learning great skills, he was able to overturn the rivers and seas and eradicate demons, just because he killed the second generation of immortals who harmed the people but had a background, which caused great disasters and affected the family and the people.

Cheng Chen's body, likewise, was hated, hated, abandoned and used by his biological relatives.The difference is that this child who didn't even have a name passed away quietly before the day he really came back to life, and lived in his body as a visitor from another world.

In order not to hurt his relatives, the little hero who caused trouble cut his flesh back to his mother and deboned his father to make atonement with his flesh and blood, but his soul was still persecuted by his biological father.

Cheng Chen sneered, and used his own "Yue Xue" to write down his anger and struggle. If you force each other with blood, you will return it with blood, and return your flesh and blood. What does Yue's life and death have to do with me? !

It is the best result for such a stale and moldy "family" to nourish and grow by absorbing the flesh and blood of the people.Those who are willing to use their own spirituality to sacrifice to Taotie in exchange for benefits don't need to use righteousness to abandon others, oppress and persecute them, go do it yourself!

The hero in his works gave up his flesh and blood, repaid the debt of his life, and made a clean break with the cruel but sanctimonious father.

——Little Nezha, a young hero!

Writing about this rebellious hero, Cheng Chen spewed out his thoughts.

Since the Yue clan appeared in his life, the depression, anger, fear and depression he felt when there was no one else were all transformed into sonorous words, unparalleled in sharpness, like a knife like a sword, cutting off the tormenting and bound blood!

Nezha comes back from the dead, and the reshaping of the body by lotus root is the most important plot and prop.In Cheng Chen's article, he still left a way out, he didn't dare to kill the little hero, he just let go of his blood, and was reborn with lotus root - after all, he didn't have the place to find a real master Taiyi with great supernatural powers.