Did the villain act like a spoiled brat to the master?

He sometimes had the illusion that he would be beaten to death, or starved to death in the woodshed.But every time when he was about to die, his mother, Lelin, would suddenly wake up again, hug him tremblingly, apologize to him in tears, and heal him gently.

He hated this woman, accumulating over time, all the time.

Whenever he couldn't get up in the corner, hatred made him clenched the sharp knife in his sleeve countless times.

But he loves her again.In front of Lelin's rare tenderness, this love always made him forget his hatred.

It stands to reason that if Yu Yang grew up beside Le Lin, he would be gloomy and resentful. In addition, he is a highly destructive race like the Demon Race. Once he awakens, he is destined to be an antisocial personality in the future. .

But Yuyang has always had a secret that he hasn't told anyone, that is, he has a dog hole.

There was an older brother in a silk gown outside the dog cave.

The elder brother didn't talk to him at first, but just stuffed him with toys or snacks every other day, and then slowly chatted with him, and later taught him to read and write, teach him right and wrong, benevolence and justice.

They gradually became familiar.

Yu Yang has never been in contact with others since he was a child, and he doesn't know how to express himself, and no one taught him how to vent his emotions correctly.

This is the eternal scar left by his incomplete childhood, which will accompany him throughout his life, and is also the root of all his later twists and turns.

If one day he is very happy, he will talk a lot, and my brother will listen patiently, and then give a bunch of candied haws; but if one day he is kicked down by Le Lin and unable to get up in the corner, he will be sad again, He would lose his temper at his elder brother and yell some excessive words loudly, but the man was not angry, but would just give him an extra bunch of candied haws.

That brother was not good at words but treated him well, Yu Yang could tell, because when he didn't know what to say, he would hand him candied haws.

My elder brother doesn't talk much, but his voice is nice, like the cold but gurgling spring water in early spring.

But for some reason, Yu Yang could never recall what his voice was like. They had just finished talking, and the content was still in his mind, but he forgot his voice in a blink of an eye.

But it doesn't matter, because he will come again tomorrow, and will ask him if he has finished reciting yesterday's poems, and then give him the agreed osmanthus cake.

But after that, he never came again.

Yu Yang hugged his knees every day, squatting beside the dog hole and waiting, but he never heard that sound.

When he is happy, he doesn’t know who to talk to; when he is sad, he doesn’t know who to lose his temper with.

He suddenly understood that his emotions were called "dependence", and his brother told him to cherish the people who depended on each other, but when he understood, the people he depended on disappeared.

But fortunately, he came back today.

He finally didn't forget his voice this time.

The older brother also became more gentle and talked to him more.

He also returned gifts for the first time.

He was very happy.

But there is always something in Yu Yang's heart that tells him that that brother seems to be back, and it seems that he will never come back again.

The sky was getting dark, and Yu Yang came back to his senses.

He put the gadgets that had been untied in his hand into the bag, then ate the candied haws, and walked slowly from the backyard to Lelin's room.

The stage in the front building is already brightly lit, silk and bamboo are everywhere, women's laughter is glistening, and the smell of rouge and gouache is everywhere.

It was Lelin's turn to perform on stage today, and he didn't need to think about it to know that she must be crazy and throwing things in the room, so he deliberately went back late, and only left when the opening was approaching.

Yu Yang went upstairs on the bamboo ladder, and as soon as he took the last step, he saw a hurried figure flashing past at the corner - that was the direction of Le Lin's boudoir.

During this period of time, the girls in the brothel are all dressing up in the wing rooms, and the bustards are also entertaining guests in the front hall. It is even more impossible for Mr. Gui to appear in the courtyard of the prostitutes. Who can sneak around here.

Yu Yang thought for a while, but walked towards the figure without any fluctuation on his face.

He stepped lightly, clenched the knife in his sleeve.

Gu Ruoqing spent most of the day shuttling through various jade pawnshops, selecting jade pendants of moderate size and similar color.

But he found that jade is so mysterious, especially the top-grade jade with aura, almost no two pieces can be said to be similar.

In the evening, Gu Ruoqing finally chose a piece of ruby ​​that he barely liked.

Ruby is not like blood jade, even if it is an extremely high-quality product, it has low transparency and turbid color, and its spiritual power is far inferior to the blood spirit jade nourished by the blood of the demons.

Gu Ruoqing returned to the guest room of the inn, and then used his spiritual power to set up a formation, closed his eyes and ears, and took out the strangely shaped blood spirit jade that Yu Yang gave him from his bosom.

The jade is warm and radiant, transparent and watery, with majestic spiritual power, and the blood streaks inside flow like life under the candlelight, like mist and silk, it is really extraordinary.

Gu Ruoqing looked at the red jade he had bought at a high price, and was instantly overshadowed. He could only sigh, and then began to carve it according to the shape of the cracks in the blood jade.

The red jade itself has been carved and formed by skilled craftsmen, Gu Ruoqing only needs to cut it from the middle, use spiritual power to piece the two jades together, and then make fine adjustments according to the cracks.

It was not a complicated task, but Gu Ruoqing stayed up late at night, bending over the desk to polish it.

Finally, Gu Ruoqing finished polishing the last corner of the red jade, and he was done. He was overjoyed in his heart, but when he looked up, he found that the third watch had passed.

He just thought about going to the wooden bed to take a nap, but then he changed his mind, sat back on the spot, and then carefully carved the word "Yuyang" on the ruby ​​with a carving knife.

Reflexively, he also wanted to imprint a little on the blood spirit jade, but when he picked it up, he shook his head with a smile.

How dare he engrave his name on the Blood Spirit Jade of the Demon Lord?

He looked at the half of the Blood Spirit Jade that was incomplete that day, and at the half of the Red Jade that he had shoddy for forced consummation, and slowly pieced them together.

Suddenly, violent emotional fluctuations exploded in Gu Ruoqing's brain, and the intense white light in front of him made him dizzy.

Countless memory fragments swarmed in, rampaging in his brain.

In the clip, he first saw the dog hole today.

"who are you?"

"Are you here to play in the mud with me?"

A hand with well-articulated bones slowly stretched into the hole, regardless of the dirty mud, and covered the child's cold back of the hand.

"Don't play that again in the future."

The man's voice was like jade hitting a chime, clear and moist to the heart.

"But I can only play this, and no one will play anything else with me."

The child tore the clay figurine apart again, but he was pure and ignorant, just a plaything, innocent and cruel.

The man took the clay figurine away from the child, and put a small jade flute into his hand.The jade flute is cool and cool, and it is a fairy weapon.

"As long as you blow this in the future, I will definitely come to meet you."

"Then will you play with me?"

"Yes, I will."

As soon as the screen turned, the sound of the flute was clear and distant.

The man played with the children in the dog hole almost every day.

Every morning, he went to buy the candied haws that the child begged for yesterday, and then went to the dog cave for the appointment looking for the sound of the flute.

One of them is inside and the other is outside, neither of them can see what the other looks like, they just talk and pass things on, and it has become a place for children to be enlightened and enlightened.

"...Mother hates seeing this, and I don't like it either, but she doesn't allow me to throw it away, and she doesn't allow me to show it to others, but I only show it to you, brother."

"This jade is very good, why don't you like it?"

"Because it's only half! Mother said this is ominous. Like me, no one will like it. It's the fate of the lone star of Tiansha, who will be beaten and killed by everyone."

"it's not true."

"But doesn't the book say the same thing? I saw it in the "Wild Tales of Monsters" yesterday. It said, 'The son of Can Yu is destined to be the lonely star'..."

"You can't trust crooked words."

The man's usually cold and indifferent voice turned out to be a bit serious, and he put the book back.

"Don't read these nonsense books in the future."

"Oh……"

"This jade... can you give it to me temporarily?"

The child readily agreed, and the man looked at the Blood Spirit Jade in his hand, and quietly clenched it tightly.

A day later, the man handed in today's candied haws, and put the completed blood spirit jade into Yu Yang's palm.

"...Is this, my jade? It's round! Isn't it a remnant jade?!"

The man raised the corners of his mouth slightly outside the wall, but his voice still sounded calm.

"Jade is not for people, and people are not jade. Jade is born like this, but people change their destiny by their own efforts."

"Ayang, put this jade away."

The child was still freshly looking at the completed Blood Spirit Jade inside, but on his hand was the wound that was torn apart by his mother's cane whipping last night.

The man looked at the child's wound and silently lowered his eyes.

"Okay, did you know how to write yesterday's new words?"

"..."

The child froze.

"The poems taught today must also be silently written five times."

"..."

The child started to play tricks every day, he knew that the person outside the wall was soft but not hard.

"...Brother, I don't want to write today, can I write again tomorrow? I will write six times tomorrow!"

"Today's work is over today."

"But brother, my hand hurts so much today, I can't lift a pen at all, can I write again tomorrow—"

The man outside the wall was about to speak, but when he saw the wound on the child's hand, he stopped again.

After a long time, the person outside the wall sighed insignificantly.

"...Okay, let's write tomorrow then."

"Okay! Oh yes, my brother hasn't finished talking about the rumors of monsters and ghosts last time today! Can you tell me more, brother?"

He clearly knew that the child was making progress, but the man couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, so he could only sigh again.

"...Today is all up to you."

……

The memories in Gu Ruoqing's mind ended here.

Before he had time to take a breath, suddenly, a memory surged into a sea of ​​blood, sweeping through his consciousness like a whirlpool.

He blinked again, and there was a new picture in his vision.

But this time, he saw a tall man in black, with handsome features and dark golden eyes, twisting his neck expressionlessly.

In an instant, Gu Ruoqing knew who it was.

That was the grown-up Yuyang——the most frightening Demon Lord in a century.