Self-cultivation in the world of monster hunting

It has been almost a year since the scandal of Wen Ren's selling defective spirit weapons.

The matter has been settled, the Wenren family has completely declined, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and there were only thousands of disciples and servants, but now there are only ten people left.

These ten people, together with Wenren Feihong, guarded the evacuated Wenren's century-old house.

At the beginning of the rising sun, Wenren Feihong slowly opened his eyes, stared blankly for a long time, and finally sat up slowly.

After finishing the funeral for his parents, he fell seriously ill and spent almost the whole winter on his sickbed.In the spring, his illness finally got better.He felt some strength in his body, so he got out of bed slowly, walked to the bed and opened the window, looking at the peach trees in the yard.

The weather in the middle of the mountain is getting warmer slowly, and now it is almost mid-spring, and the peach trees have just pulled out small buds, as if they are about to bloom.

He stared blankly at the peach tree, and didn't notice that someone opened the door and walked in, until the person approved a piece of clothing for him, and then said softly to him: "Master, be careful not to catch a cold."

What is finished is Wenrenyi.

After the underground gambling house was destroyed, he went back to Juling Villa and stayed with Wenren Feihong all the time. Wenren Feihong ignored him, and he refused to leave, just staying by Wenren Feihong's side without embarrassment.

Wenren Feihong didn't look back, but stretched out his hands to gather up his clothes, and his eyes continued to stay on the peach tree.

When the masked man chased him to Juling Villa that night, their fight inadvertently damaged the peach tree, destroying almost all its branches and buds, and it looked like it was dead.

For a period of time later, Juling Mountain Villa was blocked by many people asking for explanations, and no one had time to take care of this peach tree. Flowers come.

Wenren Feihong looked at the bud for a long time, and gradually felt some warmth in his heart.

He has been ill for too long, and during his illness, he was desperate and wanted to die. Even last night, he was still full of despair.But today, for some reason, when he saw this peach tree suddenly sprouting buds, he had some hope again.

Plants are still unwilling to give up hope, let alone people?He has paid all his debts, why despair?You should live well, just like this peach tree.

After such a long time, Wenren Feihong finally felt that he had stepped out of the past, and finally felt that he had some strength to continue living. The corners of his pale mouth slightly raised, and he said in a low voice, "It's so beautiful to bloom."

Wen Renyi never thought that Wenren Feihong would still talk to him, he was a little dazed for a while, and after a while he finally realized, and said happily: "Yes, yes, if the young master likes it, I'll go buy some more , planted in this yard!"

Wenren Feihong shook his head and said: "It's unnecessary, just take care of this tree, and in autumn, we will have peaches to eat."

Wen Renyi's eyes turned red, he choked up and said, "Yes."

Wenren Feihong continued to look at the flower bud, and said: "Then go and get my medicine. After drinking it, we will sort out all the spiritual weapon casting classics in Zangshu Pavilion. I didn't study hard before, but now It's not too late, the days are still long, we need something close to us."

"Okay, okay!" Wen Renyi quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, turned and ran out.

Wenren Feihong was fascinated by watching the flower buds quietly, and the warmth in his heart grew more and more, and then the soft footsteps behind him woke him up, and he said a little strangely: "Is the medicine ready so quickly?" ?”

But the people behind him didn't respond, Wenren Feihong turned around and saw that the person who came was not Wen Renyi.

"Mr. Lu?" Wenren Feihong looked at the young man in white in surprise, but after looking at it for a while, he felt something was wrong.

This person is indeed exactly the same as Lu Xiang, but his expression is completely different. This person's eyes are inexplicably cold, which makes people creepy at first glance. What's even weirder is that the front of his clothes is still stained with blood.

Wenren Feihong quickly reacted, and said vigilantly: "You are not Mr. Lu! Who are you!"

The boy in white didn't answer his question, but stared straight at Wenren Feihong. His eyes were full of complex emotions, including hatred, resentment, and hatred. He just stared at Wenren Feihong without saying a word. Wenren Feihong didn't let out a cold voice until he stared at Wenren Feihong until the hairs on Wenren Feihong's back: "Why are you?"

"You... who are you?" Wenren Feihong's heart beat like a drum, and he grabbed a candlestick casually, intending to use it to defend himself.

But it didn't have any effect, the boy in white approached step by step, the hatred in his eyes burned even more vigorously, he stared at Wenren Feihong as if he was going to eat people, he gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Wenren, Mr. Wenren ...Heh, why? Why have you been able to enjoy yourself so shamelessly for so many years? Why can you escape unscathed after doing so many evil things in your family? Why are you so hopeful now? I don’t want to kill People, on the contrary, are dead, but you plan to live well! Why!"

Wenren Feihong felt a huge sense of oppression, which made him feel uncomfortable all over. He looked around in a panic, but no one came to help him.

"Who are you looking for?" The young man in white laughed, and suddenly stretched out his hand behind his back, and threw something at Wenren Feihong, saying, "Is it him?"

Wenren Feihong subconsciously reached out to catch it, and suddenly saw Wen Renyi's head.

The head was forcibly twisted off from the body, and the cut on the neck was bloody and bloody, but his eyes were not closed yet.

This was the first person Yu Luzhou took the initiative to kill. He hated this person's stupid loyalty.

With this first time, everything becomes much easier.

Now, Wenren Feihong was just a dead man to him.

Wenren Feihong only heard a roar in his mind, and then his whole world turned blood red.

It was so shocking that he didn't have time to feel the fear, and then he heard the voice of the boy in white with an excited smile.

"Don't worry, you will meet soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wenren Feihong felt a piercing pain in his chest. He lowered his head and saw that the pain... really was piercing.

The boy in white put his hand into his cuff, and his five fingers had already grasped his heart.

He was still thinking about why one hand could have such great strength, and then he heard a "bang", and he felt that his heart was squeezed alive, and the blood exploded, making such a sound Loud noise.

The boy in white pulled out his hand, and watched Wenren Feihong fall down with satisfaction, and Wen Renyi's head rolled round on the ground several times.

Then, the boy in white jumped up and left the bloody room.

And the two pairs of eyes in the room were facing out of the window, looking at the peach tree swaying gently in the breeze.

When will the flowers bloom?

In the end is no chance to see.

Qishan, Ming's Manor.

The Ming family is in a better situation than the Wenren family. After all, Ming Zi is much more useful than Wenren Feihong, and he can still support the Ming family, so the Ming family has not been completely disintegrated.

Ming Zizhen returned most of the money and treasures won by the underground gambling house to the original owner, and the rest who could not find the original owner, Ming Zizhen sold them, and the money raised was used to build a large academy .

In another month, the academy will start school, and the master is hired by the Ming family, so students don't need to spend money.

Mrs. Ming is responsible for these things.Her mother is actually a female gentleman, and she made a special trip to teach the ladies who have not left the cabinet. If she hadn't married into a big family like the Ming family, she would have become a female gentleman.

A few days ago, Ming Zizhen's younger sister Ming Ningrong married the Mei family in southern Yunnan. Mrs. Ming was not in good health and couldn't bear the fatigue of the journey, so only Ming Zizhen went to see her off.

If there is a way, who would be willing to marry their daughter far away?But what happened to the Ming family, does she have any other choice?Although the Mei family in southern Yunnan is a small family, fortunately they are innocent.Besides, the young master of the Mei family admired Ming Ningrong in the early years, but there was an endless stream of people who came to the Ming family to propose marriage, and Mrs. Ming looked down on him.

But now that we are in trouble, we will know who is sincere.

After sending her daughter away, Mrs. Ming cried a lot.In the days when her children were not around, she often thought of Mingzhao.

Mingzhao's sons and daughters don't know what Mingzhao does, but as the person next to her, she can more or less guess it.She actually tried to persuade her, but Mingzhao didn't listen to her, what could she do?You can only open one eye and close one eye.

Later, when I heard about Mrs. Qin, I felt that Mrs. Qin was very similar to me.

None of them did anything wrong, but they helped hide it to some extent, and they were regarded as accomplices.

Mrs. Qin is dead, but she is still alive.

Sometimes she also felt ashamed, thinking that maybe she should die, but later she comforted herself slowly, she was alive, she managed to run this academy well, took in all the children who had no money to study, and took good care of them, which was considered atonement up.

She was in charge of building this academy from the very beginning, and this was all her sustenance.

She has to visit this academy every day.

For some reason today, she woke up just after dawn, and she was always restless, always worried about what happened to the academy, and before she had time to eat breakfast, she hurried to the academy.Standing at the door and gently stroking the gate of the academy, I still feel uneasy.

"Mrs. Ming." The young man's voice sounded behind him. Mrs. Ming turned around and saw the blood-stained boy.

Mrs. Ming was stunned.

The young man's face was full of disgust, and he sneered and said, "Why are you pretending to be a good person now? You Ming have done so much evil, and now that you have washed your hands, you can pretend that nothing happened and continue to pretend to be a good person with peace of mind. ?”

Mrs. Ming opened her mouth and was about to speak when the young man interrupted her impatiently: "I don't have time to listen to your last words, I just came to inform you that I don't allow you to live a long life and pretend to be a good person. You should make atonement for your Ming family. By the way, there are also a pair of your sons and daughters. They are not here now, but it doesn’t matter. I will go to them soon. You are all dead, and Ming’s debt will be paid off. gone."

After saying this, a ball of flying fire ignited in the young man's palm. He easily threw the flying fire forward. When the small ball of flame hit the roof of the academy, it suddenly spread rapidly, Like a fire dragon, it surrounded the entire academy in an instant.

All this happened so fast, Mrs. Ming didn't react to anything, just in an instant, a sea of ​​flames appeared in front of her eyes.She was stunned for a while, and finally realized that she was not dreaming.

At this time, she finally said the first sentence to the boy, and she shouted excitedly: "No... no! Don't! Who are you! What are you doing! Don't burn it! Put out the fire!"

But the fire would not listen to Mrs. Ming's words, the more she suffered, the more vigorous the fire burned, she ran around like crazy, calling for people to put out the fire, but for some reason, no one showed up.

Mrs. Ming's panic and despair made the boy feel very happy, he couldn't help laughing heartily, watching Mrs. Ming's collapse with interest.

"Is there anyone! Is there someone to put out the fire!" Mrs. Ming cried until her throat was completely ruptured, but still no one came. The fire got bigger and bigger, but her crying became smaller and smaller.

When the fire reached its peak, her crying stopped suddenly.

The fire burned in her eyes, as if it had taken away all her soul, and then, with a blank expression, she walked into the fire step by step without looking back.

Behind him, the young man laughed uncontrollably.

Now there is no Zizhou Qin clan in this world anymore, after most of the disciples and servants dispersed, the few who remained were all taken in by the Bo clan.

Qin Wenyu was also brought to the Bo family.

Ran Lingxiao said before that he would not live long, but no one thought that he would survive until now.But for him, living is actually a kind of torment. Every time he takes a breath, he has to endure the great pain caused by the failure of his internal organs.

But Bo Yangyan treated him with the utmost benevolence, hired the best doctor to control his condition, relieved his pain with medicine, and made him fall into a coma, during which he felt no pain.

Only rarely does he wake up.Whenever he is awake, there is no place on his body that does not hurt.If it's just pain, that's fine. What's more, it's hard for him to control his body, so he can only be served by others.

He has lived without any dignity to talk about.

But the strange thing is that, amid such day-to-day torture, his heart gradually calmed down.He didn't feel guilty for cheating on his wife before, but when he was in such pain, he thought of her, and gradually realized how much he hurt her, and what kind of bastard he was.

But he, a bastard, doesn't have much time to live.He felt that his spirit had improved in the past few days, and he could slightly suppress the pain in his body when he was awake.

But in fact, he has a feeling that this is just a flashback, and it is impossible for him to hold on.

He wanted to die. Before he died, he wanted to take one last look at his child, and then die cleanly and simply, without suffering this pain again.

Before midnight, he woke up from a coma, and the pain in his body began to torture him as soon as he opened his eyes.

But this night was his last night, and there was nothing he couldn't bear.So he supported himself slowly with great willpower, and fumbled to put on clean clothes for himself.

It was obviously just a simple movement, but he exhausted all his strength, and finally put on his clothes, his head was covered in cold sweat.

But anyway, he managed to tidy himself up. Panting weakly and painfully, he shouted in a low voice, "Come here..."

There was a little noise at the table, he turned his head to look at the table, and saw a man in white clothes sitting behind the candlestick at some point, he didn't notice it at all.

Qin Wenyu was taken aback and almost fell back on the bed.

Bo Yangyan arranged a servant for him to take care of him, but most of the time, that servant slept in the outside room. When did he come into the house and look at him like this... It's really weird.

But when he took a closer look, he saw an unusually pale and beautiful face.

"Lu... Lu Xiang..." Qin Wenyu said weakly, "You... When did you..."

"I'm not Lu Xiang, but it doesn't matter." The young man looked at him with a smile and said, "I came here very early and have been looking at you. You look so pretty, and I will be interested in seeing you for a few more hours. "

Qin Wenyu whispered: "You...you..."

The young man smiled and said, "Miss Ran still has the means. Such a good idea, I'm afraid I can't even think of it."

Qin Wenyu didn't understand anything, but he felt an inexplicable fear. He opened his mouth with difficulty and said, "You...you want to..."

The figure of the young man moved to Qin Wenyu's side in an instant like a ghost, and he quickly interrupted Qin Wenyu: "You are going to die, aren't you? Since you are going to die, why do you have to work so hard to clean yourself up so desperately?" good?"

Qin Wenyu's body trembled non-stop, unable to answer his question at all.

But he still guessed it, and then, he showed a cruel smile, and said slowly: "What you think will not come true."

After saying that, he stretched out a finger and pushed lightly, Qin Wenyu couldn't bear it and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

At this time, Qin Wenyu didn't even have the strength to scream loudly.

Then, the young man quickly grabbed the candlestick beside him, aimed the pointed end at Qin Wenyu's right palm, and stabbed it hard!

The thin needle of the candlestick quickly penetrated Qin Wenyu's palm, and ruthlessly pierced into the stone bricks on the ground!

Qin Wenyu let out a hoarse cry from his throat, and suddenly passed out from pain.

But the young man didn't let him go, he forcibly poured a bowl of herbal tea on Qin Wenyu, and forced him to wake up among those who pinched him.

Qin Wenyu was tormented half to death by the pain of the chest and the pain of the pierced palm, but she was abnormally awake, and she couldn't faint no matter what.Soon, he couldn't control his body anymore, white foam and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth non-stop, and the clean clothes he worked so hard to put on quickly became filthy again.

He didn't understand why he suffered these things before he died. He had done wrong in the past, but he had already received the punishment he deserved.But now, why...why does it still hurt so much!

Qin Wenyu wanted to scream, but he didn't have any strength in his body. He only knew that he was in excruciating pain, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

He thought this was the greatest pain, but what he didn't expect was that what the boy whispered in his ear would make his heart hurt even more.

The young man said briskly: "Do you want to go and see your son? No need, after I kill him, you can meet again in the underworld."

Qin Wenyu froze, and then suddenly began to twitch violently.

The boy couldn't help laughing happily, the laughter was weird and permeating.

"Do you know what it feels like to be strangled to death? It's very painful, similar to your current pain. The eyeballs will pop out, and the tongue will stick out too long. If you can't control yourself, you may lose control." The teenager He said with a smile, as if he was talking about a very funny thing, "I was strangled to death, my mother watched me being strangled to death like that, how helpless she was crying at that time, how much Despair, I still remember it now. I will strangle your child to death like this, do you think it’s okay? But I won’t let you see it, you won’t even be able to see his last side.”

After saying this, the young man happily sat back at the table, drank his tea slowly, and continued, "But now, I plan to watch you die slowly like this, don't you want to have a good time? Don't worry, you will never get a happy one."

After that, the young man didn't say a word, and Qin Wenyu couldn't say a word either. His heart was full of pain and anxiety, but he was helpless, he couldn't do anything, he could only taste his own pain and feel his own life like this Little by little.

He wanted to die all the time, but he couldn't die no matter what.

One was struggling like this, and the other was watching like this. This long punishment lasted until dawn. When the sun shone on Qin Wenyu's face, his tortured body finally ushered in the last burst of severe pain. Under the torture of this severe pain, he suddenly began to struggle and twitch, and let out a scream, the scream was extremely shrill, and it ended abruptly with just one sound.

His life finally came to an end, and his torment finally came to an end.

But he couldn't close his eyes in the end, thinking in his heart that he was still his child.

The young man was gloating all the time, until Qin Wenyu's body finally stopped convulsing, his expression became indifferent.Then, he took one last cold look at the corpse, turned and left without any sympathy.

The people he doesn't want to kill are dead, and the people he wants to kill will die too.

No one can stop him.