The little crying bag she raised was crooked and turned into a demon

Chapter 247 Extra Story - Yunling

At the foot of Yaozu Mountain, a swaying thatched cottage swayed in the rainy night.

Raindrops dripped down the roof of the thatched hut, and Le Sheng carried two wooden buckets and put them in the dripping corner.

Yun Ling sat in front of a small table, on which were lit candles with holes.

The candle turned out to be a dirty candle picked up outside. Although Le Sheng was poor, he lived a neat life. He wiped off the stains on the candle with his own hands, and dug out the parts that could not be wiped off with an iron sheet.

Therefore, a cylindrical candle becomes bumpy.

The 13-year-old Yunling has a handsome appearance, which is different from his father's charming, with a natural expression of indifference.

Yunling was weaving the bamboo basket in his hand very seriously.

Le Sheng put the barrel away, and sat upright beside Yunling, twisted the bamboo strips on the table, and weaved the bamboo baskets.

"There are still some fruits left over from Xiao Zhu's picking this morning, you can eat some before cooking." Le Sheng said.

Yunling put down the bamboo basket in his hand, stood up and took a small coarse cloth package from the small wooden board next to the couch, opened the package, and there were only two green fruits inside.

One slightly larger and one small.

Strolling back to the table, Yunling gave the big one to his father and kept the small one for himself.

Le Sheng put the two bamboo sticks together, pressed his half-clenched fist to his lips and coughed heavily.

After coughing, Le Sheng wiped his hands on the front of his shirt, pushed the big one to Yunling, and said, "I don't like this fruit, it's very sour, you eat it all."

Yunling knew that it wasn't that his father didn't like food, but he was just afraid that he would starve.

He shook his head and said, "I don't like it either, dad, you can eat it, after the last autumn rain, it's almost winter, and there will be no fruit to eat from now on."

Le Sheng sighed, and sped up the movement of weaving the bamboo baskets in his hands, "Don't be afraid, a lot of bamboo baskets have been sold this year, just go and buy some food in winter and come back."

Listening to Le Sheng's words, Yun Ling's eyes unconsciously glanced at Le Sheng's neck, the black and blue bruises on his neck have not faded away.

He knew that his father was bullied by everyone in the monster clan, even those monsters who bought bamboo baskets didn't really want to buy bamboo baskets, but...

Compared to buying, those expenses are more like...giving him medical expenses.

Yunling closed his eyes, and said: "I heard from Xiao Zhu that he is working now, so he can make a living at least. He eats a lot, I think... I will also work, so I can support the two of us."

Le Sheng put down the bamboo stick in his hand, and couldn't help coughing again, this time it was much worse than before.

Yunling patted his back, and it took him a while to stop coughing.

He said seriously: "I said, you are not allowed to go!"

Yunling was stubborn, "Why? Father would rather go hungry than let me go, why?"

Le Sheng's body trembled slightly, and he didn't know whether it was excitement or anger.

He stood up and wanted to cough again, but he held it back forcefully, "Father said you are not allowed to go, so you are not allowed to go, father will not let you starve, father will do what he says."

The rain outside was pattering, maybe it was affected by the damp moisture, Yunling's eyes were also watery.

He said: "Yes, you will not let me starve, the only way is to starve yourself, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Yunling had already received a solid slap on the face.

Le Sheng has almost never hit this child since he was a child, but today he did.

Le Sheng's body wobbled, as if he would fall if the wind blows.Heart and mouth rise and fall together, as if in the next second, I will be out of breath and suffocate to death.

Just as the two were in a stalemate, one person pushed the door in from the outside, dripping water from his body.

That person was Xiao Zhu, and Xiao Zhu obviously didn't realize what was going on in the house, he just muttered: "This rain is really heavy, that old monster is a jerk, we are not allowed to leave early when it rains. Le Sheng The clothes my uncle just made for me have only been worn for two days, and they are just so wet."

Le Sheng crossed Yunling, took a dry towel and wiped it for Xiao Zhu, "It's freezing cold, wipe it dry, and wrap it in a quilt to keep warm."

Xiao Zhu wiped the water on his face and head indiscriminately, the scaly face shone with silver light, he looked at Yun Ling who was standing stupidly, and pushed his shoulder.

"Why are you in a daze?" Xiao Zhu looked at him for a while, noticed that his cheeks were red and swollen, and asked again: "What's wrong with your face, could it be that you were bullied? Who did it, I'll beat him for you!"

Yunling turned his head, didn't speak, just remained silent.

Le Sheng shook his head helplessly, and said, "Don't worry about him."

The cold war between the father and son lasted for three days.

Until this day, when Yunling came back from chopping firewood on the mountain, before entering the door, he heard a commotion.

He frowned, and suddenly a very bad premonition welled up in his heart.

Yun Ling pushed open the door, and saw three or five burly demons standing in the small thatched hut, the leader was thin and small with a sinister face.

But at this moment, the little demon was in disheveled clothes, stepping on his father's heart.

When the leader of the little demon saw Yunling, he immediately laughed, kicked Le Sheng away, and walked towards Yunling.

With a bruised nose and a swollen face, Le Sheng quickly hugged Xiao Yao's leg, refusing to let go despite being kicked and beaten.

He was severely kicked several times, and Yunling rushed towards the little monster like crazy, and punched the little monster in the face.

The twisted and ferocious face was suddenly bloody.

The little demon wiped the blood off his face and said angrily, "Catch him and beat him to death!!!"

Although Le Sheng's cultivation base was exhausted and he never taught Yun Ling any spells, Yun Ling often followed Xiao Zhu to hide on the wall of a certain house and secretly learned some.

Therefore, even though the person brought by this little demon was extraordinarily burly, Yun Ling could still give it a go.

After about half a stick of incense, Yunling was finally outnumbered and was pinned to the ground and kicked.

Le Sheng gritted her teeth and rushed forward, kneeling on Yunling's body, bearing the pain for him.

After those little demons had had enough beating, the leader cursed, "They're just two lowly rabbits, and they're actually posing in front of me. If I didn't lose my appetite seeing your swollen face today, I will scold you to death, let you taste how powerful I am!"

After all, the demon spat a few mouthfuls of saliva on the two of them.

Enduring the pain, Le Sheng raised his hand to cover Yun Ling's face.

When the group of demons left, Le Sheng gritted his teeth and got up, took out a cloth from his arms, wiped the dirt on the back of his hands, and wiped the back of his head.

Yun Ling lay powerlessly on the ground, his face was bruised and purple, and his cheeks were swollen high.

He looked at Le Sheng blankly, and asked, "Who are they...?"

Le Sheng coughed a few times, his voice was weak, "The bastards, don't worry about them."

Don't worry?You have already bullied them, and you still say you don't need to worry about it?

Le Sheng pressed on his heart, vaguely felt that his ribs seemed to be broken, he calmly and slowly walked to the side of the bed, bent over and lay down unsteadily.

It took Yunling a long time to stand up, looking at his father lying on the couch, he asked: "Is your injury serious, I'll find someone to show you."

After all, he pressed his shoulders and limped to go out.

Le Sheng coughed a few times, and said: "I'm fine, it's just a flesh wound, it's okay, you're hurt too, come here and lie down and rest for a while."

Yunling hesitated for a long time, but lay down obediently.

It's not that he doesn't worry about his father's injuries, but that he knows well that his family's situation has no money at all to invite a doctor to come and see him.

Wait until he sleeps, rests, and recovers some of his demonic power, then heal his father!
Yunling fell asleep for a long time, and he didn't wake up from his sleep until he heard someone calling him.

What catches the eye is a hideous face full of scales.

He rubbed his eyes, and heard Xiao Zhu's voice, "Are you still asleep? Your father has a high fever, so hurry up and see!"

Upon hearing this, most of Yunling's drowsiness dissipated immediately, and he immediately turned to look at Le Sheng who was sleeping next to him.

Apart from bruises and redness, Le Sheng's face was dripping with sweat.

Yun Ling's hand was on Le Sheng's forehead, and the scorching heat came over him.

He panicked almost instantly, and quickly raised his hand to lose the trace of recovered demon power to Le Sheng.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhu hastily conveyed demon power to Le Sheng.

However, Xiao Zhu soon realized that doing so was useless.

There seemed to be something in Le Sheng's body that blocked the influx of his demonic power, Xiao Zhu felt a chill in his heart, thinking that someone once said that when a demon is about to die, its demonic power cannot be effective.

Like a soul imprisoned in a cage, the cage will tightly seal the soul and prevent the invasion of foreign monster power.

Could it be that……

Xiao Zhu shivered coldly, and looked at Yunling, that blue and purple face was also completely gloomy.

He only said that Yunling probably also guessed that his father... died soon.

But Xiao Zhu understood what kind of blow this was to Yunling, he didn't dare to speak, and he didn't dare to stop.

The two of them gave Le Sheng demon power all night, but that person didn't improve at all.

On the other hand, Yunling and Xiao Zhu were already exhausted due to the dispersal of demon power.

Xiao Zhu withdrew his hand, held down the weak demonic power that was still gushing out from Yunling, and said, "Don't waste your energy, Ah Ling."

Yunling shook off his hand silently, and crawled beside Le Sheng, he held his father's hand tightly, and called him, "Dad, dad...you wake up, dad, wake up, look I... Dad!"

Le Sheng's breath became weaker and weaker, but his eyelids were throbbing with difficulty, and after a long time, those eyes opened.

He almost used his last strength to open his eyes.

Le Sheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

With tears in his eyes, Yunling turned his ear to him, trying to hear what he said clearly.

Hearing his father's voice, he said in pauses: "Ah Ling, in the pillow, there is a suicide note left by me. When I die, bury me under this house. Dad will... always... guard you."

Listening to these words, Yunling burst into tears without knowing when.

He choked up and said, "You won't die, Dad, you won't die, what should I do if you die? What should I do?"

Le Sheng looked at the young man in front of him, with reluctance and guilt continuously showing in his eyes.

It's all his fault, it's all his wishful thinking, and it's all his will.

A Ling, he shouldn't have to endure such suffering, all of this is his fault.

Le Sheng raised his hand, wanting to touch Yun Ling's face again.

The haggard hand fell down suddenly before it touched Yunling's face.

The tears on Yunling's face fell more violently, falling on Le Sheng's cheek drop by drop, but the man was not angry at all.

Xiao Zhu watched Yunling collapse, feeling sour in his heart.

His only friend, the one he grew up with, is so desperate, how can he feel better.

Not to mention, the person who died was the person he respected the most who took him in for so many years!

Yunling cried for a whole day, and finally passed out in a daze.

Xiao Zhu sent him half of the monster power, and he barely woke up.

"A Ling, Uncle Le Sheng's body can't be left for a long time, it's better... let Uncle Le Sheng go to the ground for peace!"

Yunling struggled to get up, looked at his father who was still lying on the side, for a long, long time, just looked at him without moving.

Until Xiao Zhu called him again, "A Ling, what are you thinking?"

Only then did Yunling come back to his senses, turned over in a daze and lay down on the bed, staggered and took the shovel from the corner of the wall, and dug in the center of the room.

Xiao Zhu also took the shovel and wanted to dig with Yunling, but Yunling stopped him and said, "Let me do it myself."

These words made Xiao Zhu stunned, but he still didn't mean to disobey him.

He understood that Yunling wanted to be filial to his father.

For a whole day and night, regardless of the pain in his body, Yunling dug a big hole in the small thatched hut.

He picked up Le Sheng's body and carefully put it into the pit.

However, when he wanted to bury it with soil, he hesitated.

Yun Ling sat on the edge of the pit, looked at the pale, bruised and blackened face, and stared at it motionless for a long time.

Xiao Zhu kindly suggested, "A Ling, if you can't do it, I'll bury it for you!"

Yunling shook his head, "I'll do it myself."

On the third day after Le Sheng's death, Yunling remembered what his father said before he died, and found his father's suicide note from the wooden pillow.

A Ling, when you read this suicide note, your father is no longer there.

In this life, father is sorry for you. Father has no ability to protect you, nor has he given you a complete family.

When you asked Dad since you were a child, why others always bully us, it's not that Dad doesn't want to tell you the truth, it's just that Dad...is ashamed to speak.

You were born by your father, using sorcery.

When a male monster gives birth to a child, others will despise me and humiliate me.

But in my life, the thing I don't regret the most is giving birth to you, my Ah Ling, you don't know how much Dad loves you.

Dad's only regret is that he can't take you to meet your father. He is the Heavenly King of the Celestial Clan and lives in the high Nine Heavens.

Dad has no ability to keep him, nor has he the ability to let you see him.

If possible, Dad hopes that you can leave the Yaozu, wherever you go, here... is full of terrible insults, Dad is gone, no one can protect you.

My child, I give you all the tenderness in this life, I only hope that you can live in health and safety, don't resent or be sad, Dad will always watch you.

Yunling looked at the suicide note left by his father, and tears fell one by one.

He didn't know whether he should be surprised or sad, his vision was blurred, and he seemed to vaguely see his father's face.

That gentle and kind, elegant face.

He tightly kept the suicide note in his heart, and secretly made up his mind that he must go to see him, and meet that strange father.

(End of this chapter)