[Comprehensive] System, please don't die again

Long Mo, who had been carefully nursed by Father Di Lan, finally became healthier and more fleshy, and he no longer had the beggar-like figure when he first arrived.

Supplementary food and hard work have transformed him into a perfect figure that looks thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed.

"Dylan, Dylan." Long Mo happily ran to the priest who was praying and squatted down, hiding his hands behind his back, and only raised a pair of dark eyes to look at Dylan's face greedily.

At the end of the pious prayer, Di Lan turned his eyes to Long Mo, and his holy and peaceful eyes revealed the comfort of my family's early growth, "Run slowly, and you won't be afraid of leg pain. Also, didn't you say you would call My Father Dylan's?"

"No, I just like being called Dylan Dylan."

Maybe it's because he never had a childhood, Long Mo, who has slowly recovered his body since coming to the church, has gradually recovered the happiness he should have had at his age, even a little more childish, but at least his black eyes No more dead air, no more complaints, no more indignation, the whole person is full of vitality like a newborn.

Dylan, who has been alone since the death of his godfather, is also willing to pamper him, like a child, and let him act childishly, "Okay, okay, as you like."

Full of kindness, Long Mo couldn't help but want to drown in the blue sea inside.

Long Mo lifted out the hand hidden behind his back. It was a cake with rainbow-like colorful cream, so beautiful that it looked more like a work of art than food, "Dylan, look, look, this is the king next door. Grandma gave us a cake, let's eat it together."

"Thank you, Jiaoyou Wang?" Touching Long Mo's hair that was as smooth as silk, he unconsciously remembered the weed-like withered yellow and colorless hair when he first came, and couldn't think of anything. Find out what kind of life he lived before. "Xiaomo has been in Shenghui for a year, right? There's a cake, let's cook something delicious for you to celebrate."

Lovingly rubbing against the tenderness of Dylan's palms, I don't mind the 21-year-old self acting like a child to Dylan, "Okay."

The sunlight falling on the whole church through the stained glass turned the scene into a beautiful oil painting, covered with a layer of holy light, the priest lovingly stroked the boy's head, the Virgin Mary was on top, smiling watch them.

That night,

Father Di Lan and Long Mohuan sat at the round table in the living room. In the middle of the round table was a delicious rainbow cake, surrounded by plates of rich dishes.

Ever since Shenghui got an extra dragon mo, for the sake of the thin dragon mo's body, Di Lan, who has always been a vegetarian, bought a few hens and raised them in the back garden. A boiled egg a day is a must. The extra eggs are often exchanged for meat with friends who are acquainted. It can be said that Di Lan's food is carefully prepared by Di Lan, and it is prepared separately from Di Lan's own food.

"Master Long, where are you? We found you. Come back with us. The Patriarch misses you very much."

While Dylan and the others were having dinner in the backyard, the thick door of the Holy Glory Church in front was pushed open heavily, and a group of guys in black suits, who looked like some kind of black gang, looked around the small church arrogantly, swearing. From time to time, there was a sneer, and the man with the baseball bat on his head ignored the holy environment and proudly beat the prayer table and chairs with the baseball bat in his hand, making a loud noise.

"Hey, there seems to be something moving in front? Is it a church member? I'll go and see, Xiao Mo, you eat first." Putting down the bowl containing the lettuce salad, Dylan listened suspiciously.

Long Mo, who was full of greasy food and reluctant to put down his rice bowl, also nodded in the direction of Di Lan, his mouth was full, his cheeks were bulging, and he kept stuffing food into his mouth, as cute as if he was greedy. hamster eating.

Before leaving.Dylan's funny chubby cheeks made Long Mo, who was full of food, almost spit out rice, ignoring his glaring eyes.

"You, who are you?"

The originally exquisite and elegant church was destroyed, the tables and chairs fell to the ground in a mess, the tall statue of the Virgin Mary was also smashed, the remaining head of the Virgin Mary fell on the enshrined table, and the face of the loving-browed Pudu was ferocious. The split in the middle is as scary as a ghost movie.

Dylan looked at the incomplete stone statue of the Virgin Mary with distress. This was polished by the godfather when he was young, and was used to replace the previous stone statue that was too old, improperly kept and wind-eroded.

Dilan, who only cared for the stone statue and ignored others, obviously angered the man in black. The leader swung a baseball bat to destroy the stone statue, and then raised a proud and arrogant smile at Dilan.

"Has our Young Master Long been hidden by you? Hurry up and call me out, otherwise we won't be merciful."

"What Master Long, I don't know. This is just a church, and the people who come and go are all devout believers. There is no such thing as Master Long as you said." Long, master?Is it Xiaomo?But isn't he an orphan?

Next to the leading man, a gentle and handsome man stopped the angry leading man, and smiled at Dilan in a gentle and gentle manner, "Sorry, Father, our captain is too impatient, we will be responsible for all losses if we destroy this place. It is the guard of Master Long at the end of the dragon. Master Long's father sent us to look for him. Master Long ran away from home a year ago. His father was so angry that he almost fell down. Although the owner was very angry, he immediately sent someone to look for the young master. , After searching for a long time, someone finally said that seeing someone similar to the young master here, you should understand our feelings, so please forgive our impoliteness, we are indeed too reckless."

Maybe it was because the person's appearance and eyes were too sincere. Although Di Lan was still a little suspicious, he relaxed his nervousness.

"Then, wait a moment, I'll call Long Mo."

"Dylan Dilan, who is it? You can come here at this time." Long Mo, who obviously didn't stop talking, looked at Di Lan who pushed the door and entered with a strange expression. He suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, and always felt that something happened Things he doesn't want to see.

"It's a group of people who claim to be your bodyguards, Xiao Mo, do you know them?" Di Lan frowned, looking at Long Mo who suddenly panicked. Is there really something wrong with that group of people?

Holding his left hand in his right hand, tightly suppressing his trembling body, Long Mo's eyes were once again as dull and dim as Di Lan's first time seeing them, "Don't, don't, I don't want to go back."

Hesitating, Di Lan was at a loss and didn't know how to comfort Long Mo who suddenly turned into a frightened animal and curled up into a ball, so he could only keep uttering boring words, "Xiao Mo, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

At this moment, the door of the living room was kicked open, and a group of legs wrapped in black trousers stepped in. The seemingly gentle and friendly man said to the leader with a smile on his face, "Look, Wouldn't you find it like this? So I want you to use your brains more, and don't be violent all day long."

Seeing the two leaders, Long Mo trembled into a sieve. When he was beaten, they kept showing their gloating smiles and pretending to comfort him when he was beaten, but they stepped on his leg before leaving. False apology.

If other people only bully him when they think of him or when they are in a bad mood, but as his guards, they take bullying him as a routine.

Due to the broken legs, Long Mo's escaped family said that it was because he could no longer bear the bullying, not because he was afraid of being tortured by them again and became disabled.

"Master, we're here to pick you up."

It was obviously a respectful title, but the gentle man's gloomy chanting turned into a sense of intimidation, and Long Mo, who was already restless and trembling, curled up in a corner, "Don't, I don't, I don't."

Di Lan felt very sorry for such an obviously wrong rhythm, and hugged Long Mo in his arms like a child, and kept patting him on the back, "Who the hell are you guys?"

"I didn't lie to you. We are indeed the guards of Young Master Long, and it is indeed the owner who asked us to look for the young master. The owner is indeed very angry, but he is so angry that he wants to kill him. I just said briefly That being said, there is no deception."

The gentle man waved his hand, and the people in black behind him rushed forward, separated Long Mo from Di Lan, put them in front of the gentle man, looked at Long Mo who kept reaching out to Di Lan, and patted his head lovingly , "Master, the Patriarch misses you so much, let's go back now."

"No, please, I don't want to go back, Dylan Dilan, save me, save me." Long Mo, who was forced to separate from Di Lan, kept twisting and stretching out his hand towards Di Lan, with a gloomy expression only looking at Di Lan. It was only shiny when it was Di Lan, and it was obvious that Long Mo regarded Di Lan as the only salvation.

The man in black holding Long Mo impatiently punched Long Mo's abdomen, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of Long Mo's mouth in an instant.

This is Xiao Mo who he treats as a child, this is Xiao Mo who he takes care of carefully, this is the child who always smiles brightly at him no matter how hard or tired he is.

"I beg you, he's still just a child." Angrily directed at the men in black who didn't treat Long Mo as a human being, but softened when they saw the man's raised fist again.

The leader waved at everyone, and walked out first. The gentle man smiled at Dylan teasingly, and turned his head to follow behind the leader. The man in black who supported Dylan threw Dylan aside, ignoring With his painful expression, he and the other men in black dragged the writhing Long Mo out.

"Xiaomo..."

Long Mo looked at such pain, but firmly crawled towards his Di Lan, slowly showing a smile.

Innocent, flawless but infinitely sad.

The Long family is located in the suburbs, backed by a big mountain, covering a large area and divided into three parts, the front yard where the Long family branch is located, the middle yard where the martial arts training ground is located, and the backyard where the direct descendants are located.

And a room further back in the backyard is the existence that all the Long family members fear, the punishment room.

The penalty room is used to punish the Long family members who violated the Long family rules and defected to the Long family.

At this moment, dim candles were lit in the dark room. Long Zunguo, the patriarch of the Long family, was sitting on the head seat. On the left was his beloved son Long Tianling. man.

Long Mo was pressed down to his knees, his head bowed in humiliation.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Long Zunguo's deep and magnetic voice was full of careless disdain.

He raised his head and looked around with dull black eyes. Everyone's eyes were filled with schadenfreude and ridicule. The so-called half-brother was even more happy as if he had seen something extremely interesting, "Hehe, wrong? What's wrong with me ?”

"Bold!" The black-clothed man who was holding down Long Mo kicked Long Mo's back until his face was on the ground.

Waving his hand, looking at the loosened Long Mo, Long Zunguo's eyes showed no emotion at all, as if Long Mo who was kicked to the ground was not his child, but an existence that had nothing to do with him.

"Defecting the family is one crime, stealing family treasures is two crimes, and contradicting elders is three crimes, do you have any objection?"

"Defecting? Stealing? Contradicting? Hahaha," Long Mo laughed, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but he smiled happily, "If the Long family escapes, it's a defection. It's just a dog. It's also called defection? Contradicting the elders? There are dogs here. Elders? Come out and call twice, stealing? It’s even more of a joke, what is there to steal in such a dirty place?”

Frowning, Long Zunguo looked at Long Mo who was smiling brightly in disgust, he is indeed a lowly, evil bastard, who has never repented at this point, "Dare you say that you didn't steal the jade pendant enshrined in the sacrificial hall?" ?”

"No, I didn't even take my mother's things. Would I still take those old ashes that died for hundreds of years? Just kidding, who knows if some people stole it for personal gain and put the blame on me. "Long Mo sneered, the heart that had lived for 20 years without any response, for the first time gave birth to a deep hatred, why did you want to arrest him?He obviously has nothing, why should he kill his last happiness?

"Death without repentance."

Long Zunguo, who was looking directly at Long Mo with anger, did not notice that when Long Mo finished speaking, Long Tianling beside him trembled, his eyes revealing panic and panic.

"Dad, what's the use of telling him so much, he must have stolen it."

Hearing Long Tianling's words, Long Zunguo was silent for a moment, and said, "Long Mo, the heir of the Long family, has committed three crimes: first, defection, second, theft, and third, contempt. One hundred."

With no room for resistance at all, Long Mo, who was crushed to the ground by the strong men, smiled silently, and with a smile, tears flowed out of his eyes unconsciously, and he just looked at Long Zunguo with his wide-open black eyes. , as if to keep him firmly in my heart.

Two strong and strong men pressed down on Long Mo, and the two of them held thick and strong wooden sticks, and beat Long Mo on the back mercilessly, viciously, as if treating an enemy who killed his father and mother and exterminated his family.

One click, one click, another click, Long Mo's smile gradually subsided, blood kept spitting out from his mouth, and the black monk's uniform was covered with dark red blood.

His open eyes gradually became blurred, as if a blue ocean appeared in front of his eyes, he stretched out his bound hands with difficulty, and his slight voice was lost in the violent sound of reprimands.

"Di, Lan."

A strong man who was pressing Long Mo put his fingers under Long Mo's nose, let go of him and stood up, cupped his fists and said to Long Zunguo who was sitting in the upper seat, "Patriarch, I'm not breathing."

The executioners also stopped, waiting for Long Zunguo's order.

There was silence in the dark punishment room, and Long Zunguo spoke slowly after being silent, as indifferently as a dead dog, "Bury it."

Two wretched-looking men carefully carried a roll of straw mats and walked in the gloomy mass graveyard, surrounded by crows singing and the wind blowing, the two of them trembled every step they took.

"Is it enough to get here?" The fatter man dressed roughly.

"Should, should, almost." The thin monkey man stammered.

Putting the straw mat under a towering tree, the two bowed to the straw mat anxiously.

"Master Long, if you have any grievances, go to the Patriarch, don't come to us."

"Yes, yes, we are innocent, please don't look for us."

A gust of wind blew away the straw mat, and the dying Long Mo opened his eyes and looked at the two fat and thin people.

The dark and misty eyes made the fat and thin people turn around and run away in fright.