Sanqian Yehuo

Among the four, only Wan Li took the initiative to attack. He didn't like to wait, and he wasn't the kind of person who could wait.

He was walking in a vast white mist where he couldn't see his fingers, but he still didn't reach the end after walking for more than ten minutes. This was obviously unreasonable. He was walking in a straight line, not in a circle.

Finally, after half an hour, his long sword touched something.The originally thick fog dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment.It turned out that what he had touched was the wall of his house.

Wan Li found that the long sword in his hand was gone, and his bony palm had shrunk in half, making it fleshy.

The door was opened, and a young woman rushed out from inside.She was wearing a very fashionable red dress for that era, and high cowhide boots, with delicate makeup on her face, and she appeared panicked and a little embarrassed.Then, a tall man came out from behind, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, his eyes were red, and he was furious.

"Father..." Wan Li couldn't help shouting, but soon he realized that this was impossible, his father had died long ago.

"Ah! Come here, help! Wan Chenghui, why are you crazy?! Stop!" The woman bluffed to stop the man, but her trembling lips had already betrayed the fear in her heart.

"You still have the nerve to call someone over? Okay, call someone over here to see you, a shameless slut who abandons your husband and abandons you!" The man waved the kitchen knife in his hand, apparently losing control of his emotions. the edge of.

"I'm shameless? Yes, you want shame. You only earn so little every month. You can't support your wife and children. You also swell your face to pretend to be fat and lend money to others! If you have the guts, hack it, hack it!"

"You think I dare not? You..." A family tragedy was about to happen, but at this moment, the man finally found his son standing outside the door, and slowly lowered his raised arms.

The woman also looked back and saw Wan Li standing aside, her mouth moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything and left without looking back.

Since then, Wan Li has never seen that woman again.

Wan Li's father worked as a teacher in a middle school in a small county town. He was a dedicated teacher, and he only had a small income from Weibo every month.His mother is a dancer in the county art troupe. Although the salaries of the two are not high, she can always find ways to dress herself up beautifully.She does have that capital, even if she is already a woman who is nearly 90.00 years old and has given birth to a child, as long as she walks around on the street, she still has a [-]% return rate.

She was not a dutiful woman in the first place, once a leader came from the province, and after the performance, she found her way to prosperity.So she made up her mind to abandon her husband and son and left.

Wan Li was only six years old that year, and to be honest, he didn't have a deep impression of his mother.When the word "mother" was mentioned, all he could think of was a red dress and high boots.

Two years later, my father remarried. The other party was my father's colleague, a woman in her early thirties who was still unmarried.There are a lot of gossiping people, and they all say that this woman is too old to marry, so she married a useless man who was divorced and had children.But the young Wan Li didn't know much about these rumors, and had no time to pay attention to them.His daily life is filled with going to school and training. Since he was five years old, he was sent to learn martial arts from his father's good friend, Mr. Qi, who teaches physical education at the school.Changquan, Taijiquan, Nanquan, swordsmanship, knife technique, spear technique, cudgel technique, day after day, year after year.He came home very late every day, and went to bed after eating and finishing his homework. His work and rest were very regular, and he didn't have many opportunities to contact his father and stepmother.In my impression, it was a soft-spoken woman who looked a little quiet and thin.Always be careful when talking to yourself, it seems that there is always a bit of flattery in the tone.

When Wan Li was 12 years old, his father got uremia, and the illness came on quickly and quickly, so he passed away unexpectedly.After his father passed away, no one from his father's side or from his mother's side wanted to adopt Wanli. Fortunately, his stepmother had no intention of throwing him out, and treated him no differently than before. Three meals, bear his life, study and other expenses.Talking to Wan Li, he was still so cautious.

During dinner, I looked at him several times from behind, hesitant to speak, and finally said to Wan Li after the meal: "Xiao Li, your teacher Qi came to see me today, and you will be in the provincial competition next month. Didn't sign up?"

Wan Li didn't say a word, which was his default.

"It's a pity for Teacher Qi. You have hope of winning the championship this year. Auntie also feels a pity... Is it because of the transportation and accommodation expenses?"

Wan Li remained silent.

The stepmother sighed in her heart. This child is stubborn and taciturn. Most of the time, she doesn't know how to communicate with him, but he is indeed a good and distressing child.

The next day, when Wan Li opened his schoolbag, he found 200 yuan in it.He held the two banknotes tightly in his hand, and kept his head down throughout the class.He knew how difficult it was for his stepmother to squeeze out two hundred yuan. After 2000, prices started to skyrocket. At that time, a teacher in a small county had a monthly salary of only six or seven hundred. After her husband died, she had to bear all the family expenses alone, and she had to carry a tow bottle with her. , the living expenses of two people is not a small sum.

Although he was young, he also knew how difficult it was for his stepmother. After his father died, he had never seen her buy a new dress, but he had entered puberty, his body began to grow, and his body grew rapidly. He had to pay for himself in half a year. Buy a few new clothes; the meals are not too rich, they are all cheap dishes in the season, but there is always a combination of meat and vegetables, and the quantity is also sufficient to meet his growing needs as much as possible.

He saw all these in his eyes and kept them in his heart.

The stepmother is only in her 30s, and she is still young. An enthusiastic colleague told her about a partner several times, but it all fell through because she still had her ex-husband's oil bottle.It dragged on like this until Wan Li was 15 years old, and his stepmother finally settled down with a divorced middle-aged man, but she refused to marry for a long time.Although the stepmother didn't say anything, Wan Li knew in his heart that it must be because of him.

Since 2006, house prices have also started to skyrocket.The house they live in now is a fund-raising house bought by Wanli's father in the 90s. A house of more than 100 square meters cost only 20 to [-] yuan back then, but now it can be sold for nearly [-] yuan.When his father passed away back then, the relatives who were afraid of avoiding Wanli seemed to become more active, vying to adopt Wanli, and even verbally urged Wanli to file a lawsuit with his stepmother to put the house under his own name. .

No matter how much these relatives tried, Wan Li remained silent.

In the summer when he was about to turn 16, he graduated from junior high school.That day he packed some things, left a note to his stepmother and planned to leave.

It so happened that the stepmother came home at this time, and the two met at the gate.Seeing the salute in Wan Li's hand, she immediately understood.

"Little Li, what are you doing?"

Wan Li bowed respectfully to her, and called her a name he had never called before: "Mom, goodbye."

Hearing this sentence, the stepmother's eyes suddenly became sour, and the tears couldn't stop falling down.She chased it out and shouted: "Xiao Li..." But she only saw the firm figure of the young man in the distance who didn't look back.

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When Wan Li arrived in the provincial capital, he was a junior high school graduate under the age of 16. It was almost impossible for him to find a serious job in this big city.At first, he went to the billiard hall to show people the scene.It is said to be a billiard room, but everyone who understands it knows that it is a meeting place for local gangsters.He has studied martial arts for ten years, and he was the champion of provincial competitions for three years and the national champion last year.Later, he gained some fame by relying on his strong fists.At the beginning, someone invited him to fight black boxing.

Black boxing is a thing that makes money quickly, but it is a life-threatening industry.Even if he died in the game, it would be just a speck of dust that disappeared silently in the city, no one would remember, or even notice that such a person was missing.He didn't care, anyway, he was alone, and he had nothing to worry about when he died.Without much hesitation, he accepted the invitation.

Wan Li began to transform in this cruel competition. He was no longer so taciturn, but the words he spit out always made people jump, and provoking opponents was his special skill.He never relents. In black boxing competitions, it's either you die or you live. There are not many opponents who die in his hands, but there are also two or three.He knows that the law of heaven recurs, and he will always have that day.

Of course, there is no long-term victorious general on the battlefield. No matter how powerful he is, he can't compare to an opponent twice as strong as him who has taken stimulants.

When the opponent's fist, which was bigger than a vegetable bowl, hit his temple, he stared at him and fell to the ground. The opponent still refused to let him go, and smashed his head hard, every move was a killer move.

When he was dying, he saw a hazy light in the sky, his father was calling him, and his mother was comforting him gently, but he was not wearing that red dress...

Wan Li smiled, gathered all his strength, and punched back.

There was a scream of "Ah!" in the ear.Wan Li suddenly opened his eyes, and found that he was actually sitting in a flower bud with a diameter of four meters. What he just hit was the stamen of the flower.

He patted his drowsy head, and stabbed the stamen with the long sword in his hand.

The author has something to say: This chapter is about Wanli’s past, Sao Nian was not what it is now, but it’s not better than now. The next chapter is about the past of the other three

Edias: I said earlier that I have other sips. Uncle Shou is too harsh.By the way, obviously I am T, pulling hatred is my specialty, why does he have a taunting skill as a DPS?This is cheating!