Improper stepping stone for men

But at this moment, something happened suddenly, and a group of people in black clothes and hats broke into this quiet little village.

They kill everyone they see, and many people have become souls under the knife before they can react.

"Red Flame Sect! It's a member of the Red Flame Sect!"

Someone recognized their costumes and fled to the backyard in a hurry, but was hacked to death from the back within a few steps.

"What do you want to do? Are you still talking about the morals of the world?" Seeing that several people died on his side in the blink of an eye, the leader hurriedly shouted, "Stop, let's surrender, can't we surrender?"

"It's too late." The other party said regretfully, and then ordered coldly, "Kill them all and leave no one behind!"

"I'll fight with you!" Seeing that there was no way out, the leader let out a desperate growl, raised his whip and rushed forward, and the other gang members also began to resist.

However, the strength gap between the two sides was too great. Even if they tried their best, they couldn't stop the members of the Red Flame Sect, but the brothers on their side were reduced one by one.

"father--"

The little boy was attracted by the movement ahead, and happened to see his father being stabbed in the chest by a sword. He cried and wanted to run over, but his mother quickly pulled him back.

Holding her daughter in one hand and her son in the other, the young woman ran all the way to the gate of the backyard with a pale complexion, only to find in despair that it had been locked, and there were people from the Red Flame Sect guarding it outside.

She had no choice but to return to the courtyard with her son and daughter, but at this time there was already a sound from the front yard, and those devils were coming to the backyard!

In a panic, the young woman saw the firewood room, hurriedly dragged her son over, moved a bundle of firewood aside and hid him first.

"Mother—" the little boy felt the solemn atmosphere even though he was small, and cried in a low voice, "I'm afraid——"

"Don't be afraid," the young woman caressed the five fingers on the top of his head trembling uncontrollably, but forced herself to calm down, "Don't make any noise later, you can only come out to know when mother comes to you?"

"Mother, won't you come with me?" The little boy was frightened and grabbed her hand tightly.

"Be good, Hu'er, mother will come to look for you soon, you are already a man, if you cling to mother like this again, be careful that my sister will laugh at you!" After only two words, the young woman had already heard voices.

She didn't care about continuing to comfort her, and pulled her hand back forcefully, then took one last look at her son, and covered him with firewood with tears in her eyes.

After that, she picked up her daughter who was so frightened that she couldn't cry anymore, got up and walked out of the firewood house, but when she just went out, she bumped into the man in black with the knife.

She exclaimed in a low voice, but thinking of her son in the firewood, she swallowed the exclamation back, and followed the man away without a word.

"Mother—" Hu'er yelled very softly, not knowing that his mother had been captured and would never come to him again.

There was a commotion in the backyard at first, and then it slowly calmed down. Hu'er huddled in the firewood, remembering his mother's words, not daring to move at all.

Time passed little by little, and he gradually realized that his mother had lied to him, that she might have fallen to the ground like his father and those uncles, unable to get up again.

This realization made the little him burst into tears again, but he remembered what his mother said, no matter how sad he was, he did not cry out.

At this moment, he heard footsteps, and before he could react, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the firewood covering him was taken away.

Not the expectant mother, but the one who wore the same clothes as the one who killed Dad.

Hu'er's eyes widened in fright, and he opened his mouth to shout, but the man who was not a few years older than him covered his mouth.

He didn't know what this man was going to do, but he was definitely a bad guy, Hu'er struggled desperately, but his strength was too weak, it took his father two years to teach him martial arts, so he couldn't break free at all.

The man covered his mouth and held him under his armpit, looked around furtively, and suddenly led him over the high wall and ran towards the distant mountain.

They ran a long way in one breath, leaving Zhuangzi far behind, and when they saw Zhuangzi in flames from the corner of their eyes, Hu'er immediately understood that this brother wanted to save him!

He was a smart and sensible child, and he stopped struggling after knowing that his brother had good intentions, and was finally put under his arm instead of in his arms.

Thinking of his father who had been killed and his mother and younger sister who were probably gone, Huzi's eyes filled with tears: "Brother, where are you taking me?"

He was terrified in his heart. He had never left his parents when he was young, and it was good that he didn't get scared when he encountered this kind of thing suddenly.

Fortunately, I met a good man like my little brother. He roasted rabbits for him and promised to take him with him.

Hu'er felt relieved, but the next day, the good guy fell to the ground and couldn't get up anymore. He didn't understand what was going on, and didn't know what to do, so he could only stand by his side and cry helplessly. .

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a sigh.

"Who?" Hu'er wiped away tears, turned his head vigilantly, staring at that person with red eyes.

The person who came had a full face, looked about the same age as his father, and wore the same clothes as those bad guys.

"Are you here to catch us?" Hu'er terrifiedly leaned against his little brother on the ground, touching his bare skin with his little hands, not noticing how frighteningly cold he was.

The man didn't look at him, but stared at the distorted face of the man on the ground, with deep sorrow in his eyes: "I told you to take care of your own life."

How could the Red Flame Sect be so easy to leave?

"You—" Hu'er didn't know that the good brother was dead, so he suppressed his fear and said, "Uncle, take me back and let the little brother go, okay?"

The middle-aged man shifted his gaze to him, stared at his eyes full of fear, and after a long time, he closed his eyes severely and pulled out the long knife at his waist.

With a sound of "swipe", a small head flew up high, and Hu'er will never be afraid again from now on.

……

One life after another ended in pain, why did they go through this?And who brought them these pains?As a human being, why do we have to kill our own kind?

In front of Yang Yan, Lian Xiujie suddenly opened his eyes, he straightened up abruptly and stepped back, bumping into the desk, and then fell to the ground with him and the desk.

A series of loud noises in the house immediately alarmed the guards outside, and someone came to check immediately, but Yang Yan raised his hand and waved them away.

"Whoosh-"

No one spoke, only Lian Xiujie was panting violently in the room.

His face was pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed down his cheeks and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Those beads of sweat were like the countless real and terrifying dreams he had experienced just now, and the blood that accompanied each scene changed from hot to cold.

One of the drops fell on the back of his hand, and Lian Xiujie shook his whole body, hurriedly threw it away, then grabbed his sleeve and wiped it several times repeatedly, until the wet feeling disappeared before he stopped his hand exhaustedly.

Hundreds of extremely real dreams, each time he became a victim, and finally died in pain.

This is what Yang Yan wants him to realize. The reason why people hurt others unscrupulously is that they cannot empathize with them. If the positions of the two are reversed.

The perpetrators become victims, and to personally experience their pain, can they still abuse others without scruples?

Yang Yan hoped that he would not, if he did not know how to repent at that level, even if the mission failed this time, he would personally kill him so that he would never have the chance to harm others.

"Yan~Brother~" After a long time, Lian Xiujie finally recovered, but those painful feelings did not fade away so easily.

His voice was floating, he raised his head slowly, his eyes were blank, he looked at the person in front of him like a ghost, and asked with a bit of panic: "I, did I do something wrong?"

It seems that it is not hopeless.

Yang Yan thought in his heart, and asked: "You have experienced it yourself, what do you think?"

"It's really your fault," Lian Xiujie smiled wryly, "Why did you let me know this?"

If he hadn't experienced it himself, he could still order lives to be taken away without any scruples like before.

But when he became those people personally and experienced their pain and helplessness, as well as the hatred from the bottom of his heart, he might never be able to be so indifferent again.

There is also Longjinghumengwan, is it so painful when it attacks?

He saw the congregation's poisonous hair more than once with his own eyes, and his expressions were distorted. At that time, he only felt happy, but after he tried it himself, he realized how uncomfortable it was that he couldn't even say it, and couldn't even kill himself.

What has he done all these years?

In the past, he hated Zhen Cang for bringing him out of a happy and stable life into this place full of killings.

But what about him?How many people has he brought more pain, and how many originally happy families have been destroyed?

"Your brother, Xie Yangyan hopes that you will live a safe and happy life, and I don't want to see you make mistakes again and again, and end up badly in the end." Yang Yan was talking about the original owner's entrustment.

His wish on this point is even stronger than revenge on Zhen Xiaoman, and most of his soul power is for this righteous brother, he hopes he can know this.

Even though he might not understand at all now.

Sure enough, Lian Xiujie didn't notice the strangeness in his words, and muttered to himself, "Safe and happy? Can I still be happy?"

Before Yang Yan could answer, he was already crying with a headache in his arms, "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I knew I was wrong..."

He was immersed in regret, and he didn't deliberately suppress his voice. The guards outside the house were all masters, and they heard his cries clearly, and they looked at each other in horror.

What did Guardian Zuo do wrong?How did the leader punish him, to make him, who has always been cruel, cry so disregarding his image?

A few people were full of question marks, and they always felt that the sky of the Chiyan Sect was about to change...