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Chapter 551 Repaying Resentment with Virtue

There is no absolute good or evil in the world. Similarly, there is no clear-cut right or wrong. People's own feelings are always an important factor in the balance.

If you think about it from a completely rational point of view, the grievances of a small family are insignificant compared to the safety of the entire Hongshan Town people.

Under the general trend of this society of etiquette and law, the best choice for a little beggar at this time is to let go of the grievances of the small family and achieve the righteousness of the world.

However, people are emotional animals after all. Besides, the above logic is more to understand the problem from the perspective of a superior, or from the perspective of a bystander.

But the little beggar herself is the person in the story. She was born in the Qian family whose family was brutally exterminated by the green forest of Xiaofeixia. At the same time, she never enjoyed a good day in Hongshan Town, and she has lived under the eyes of the townspeople since she was sensible.

Nowadays, it is because the townspeople are desperate to drive their aunt and nephew out of the town, and this eventually led to the tragic death of the little beggar aunt. It is not an exaggeration to call it a blood feud one by one.

It is indeed true that what the Qian family did has hurt the people of Hongshan Town, but as an individual, the little beggar has never done anything wrong to the townspeople, but even so she is still loved by everyone. So now she repays hatred with hatred, which can be regarded as reciprocity.

As a benefactor, Tianquan hopes that she can let go. This little Taoist priest is a good person. The other party will help her deal with the funeral of her family and help her find ways to deal with her future life, but she will never help her get revenge.

In fact, the little beggar had already given up hope of living when she boarded Xiaofei Gorge alone, but she was rescued by Tianquan after walking on the edge of life and death. Perhaps at that time, her heart was already Consider letting go of the hatred.

But now, Lu Hanjiang's words once again ignited the fire of revenge hidden in her heart. The little beggar had to admit that a large part of the reason why she gave up her hatred was that she had no ability to revenge.

But now, Lu Hanjiang clearly pointed out a way for her, as long as she pretended not to know anything, she could cross the sea and complete her revenge quietly.

only--

I don't know why, when I think of revenge, the distorted pleasure will always be intertwined with the figure of that little Taoist priest in Tianquan, and the little beggar's original determination will be shaken again.

She couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but when she thought of the disappointed look in the other party's eyes, she felt a little breathless in her chest.

The little beggar longed for revenge in her heart, but the existence of Tianquan was like a shackle, which forced her to stifle the idea that had just arisen.

Anguish and entanglement appeared on the little beggar's face. She was struggling with her own heart. Lu Hanjiang looked at her quietly, without saying a word, slowly appreciating the pain of the other party's inner torture.

After a long time, the bewildered eyes of the little beggar gradually became firm. It seemed that the little Taoist priest Tianquan held a special weight in her heart after all.

"It seems that you have made your own decision, what a kind-hearted child."

Lu Hanjiang sighed, and then passed the paper umbrella in his hand to the other party. After the little beggar took it, he said seriously: "I won't forgive those people, but I don't want to let him down. I will choose to save the people of Hongshan Town."

After all, the little beggar held up a paper umbrella, braving the pouring rain, and galloped towards Hongshan Town in the midst of the nine-day thunderous roar.

Looking at the little man who disappeared into the rain, Lu Hanjiang murmured to himself: "He is indeed a good boy, but...it's a pity, good intentions may not be rewarded."

Although Lu Hanjiang said those words to the little beggar out of playfulness, his actions were to do good things with bad intentions. After all, even if the little beggar was willing to let go of his hatred and tell the people of Hongshan Town the news, it was just Her wishful forgiveness may not be appreciated by others.

Judging from the situation of their aunt and nephew a few days ago, in the eyes of the people of Hongshan Town, the little beggar is no different from those dead Qian family bullies back then. Therefore, there is a high probability that her kindness will be in vain.

However, as far as Lu Hanjiang is concerned, it is also very interesting to see a child who hopes to embrace the light and is finally betrayed by his own kindness.

It's a pity that Bailongdu is coming fiercely, and it's too much for Lu Hanjiang to do such a thing as driving in the rain, so now he just wants to wait in the yamen for the rain to stop, and at the same time, he is looking forward to the next time we meet, what will the other party's expression be like? of.

On the other side, the little beggar ran out in the rain, only a quarter of an hour away, and the paper umbrella in his hand had been destroyed by the storm and turned into a pile of tatters.

There is no way around this. With Lu Hanjiang's martial arts, he can easily protect the fragile paper umbrella with his internal strength. Even if the wind and rain in Bailongdu are ten times more violent, it is impossible to damage the little beggar. In her hands, she couldn't stand the impact of wind and rain at all.

This is still a long way from Hongshan Town, the little beggar has been drenched by the heavy rain, maybe as long as she is a little weaker, or the hatred in her heart can be stronger, it might not be a good choice to turn around at this time .

Unfortunately, this time, the little beggar was extremely firm. Since the umbrella was broken, she simply braved the wind and rain to move forward. The big raindrops fell on her thin body, and the drops were like solid stones, hitting her alive. pain.

The river god Bailong above the sky did not have the slightest pity for this poor girl, the wind kept blowing, the rain continued, and the thunder that pierced the sky and the earth kept flickering.

The little beggar persisted in this purgatory checkpoint, and finally rushed to Hongshan Town when his spirit and body reached the limit.

With the arrival of Bailongdu today, according to the tradition of Hongshan Town, all the townspeople, led by Li Zheng, went to the White Dragon Temple in the town to burn incense and worship the river god.

The little beggar grew up in Hongshan Town, so she naturally knew about this custom, so she went straight to the White Dragon Temple.

"The bandits from Xiaofeixia are coming! Run, everyone!"

The little beggar rushed into the White Dragon Temple and yelled this in front of everyone. Her appearance did cause the townspeople to panic a little, but it was not because of what she said, but because of her.

"Who told you to come in!" The stern-faced man stepped forward and pushed the little beggar who was trying to walk in to the ground.

Another woman also stood up and said: "How can you be so thick-skinned! We all kicked you out, but you still have the face to go back to Hongshan Town, hurry up!"

"The Qian family is not welcome here!"

"Get out of Hongshan Town!"

The townspeople talked to each other, and what they spit out were words without warmth. They looked at the little beggar with disgust and disgust in their eyes.

This kind of undisguised hatred deeply hurt the little beggar's heart, but she still tried her best to persuade: "I'm not joking! Bandits are really coming! Run away!"

"The Qian family's bastard! Get out!"

Childish cursing sounded from outside the temple, and a stone flew from nowhere and hit the little beggar's head heavily, making her dizzy for a while. Before she lost consciousness, she could only see more and more townspeople The stones he picked up greeted her as if exorcising evil spirits.

Seeing the undisguised hatred and disgust in everyone's eyes, the little beggar suddenly felt that he was a joke.

(End of this chapter)