low-key warlock

This is the suburb of Linbian City.

Linbian City, as the name suggests, is indeed a city close to the border of the country.And in this mountainous border area, the so-called suburbs are actually far away from the city.

Wangshan ran to death!

People who have lived in mountainous areas for a long time can most deeply understand the meaning of this sentence.

The night slowly drew up, wrapping the stretching mountainous area in its embrace—a pale yellow curtain of light appeared in the distant city, holding up the heavy sky, while in the nearby poor villages and towns, there was only light. The sparse lights at the starting point... seem to be the same as a few years ago.

Diao Ping walked on the winding and potholed mountain road, feeling a little hesitant for a moment.

Compared with even the poorest village in the Central Plains, the land where he was born and raised still seemed too poor.But here, there are good memories of his childhood. His parents doted on him and loved him. He grew up slowly under the care of his parents, and then loved and cared for the sensible one with his parents, always bouncing around. Jumping and dangling with two pigtails, followed by his little sister who called "brother" and "brother", the two brothers and sisters ran and played in the village, played in the fields, went to the woods, and went to the mountains to play Son.

The poor but simple mountain people will not pamper and worry too much, or because of habit, they just let the children run around and grow wildly.

Diao Ping remembered that when he was doing his homework every night, his younger sister would obediently and curiously look at the table, waiting for him to finish the homework, and then play with her.Every morning, when Diao Ping got up early and had to walk a few miles to go to school in the town, his younger sister would get out of bed and had to chase him, and then she was coaxed and persuaded by her parents, and her older brother agreed to come back from school in the evening Sometimes, she would catch a butterfly for her, or weave a small insect cage out of grass stalks, only then would she be satisfied.

At that time, Diao Ping didn't know that his family was poor...

Because he lives happily, can eat enough food every day, sleeps well, and occasionally, his mother will make him a new dress or buy him a pair of sneakers.

That was the happiest time of childhood.

Diao Ping, who was in tears, finally came to the edge of the village.

He wiped away his tears, calmed down his emotions, walked into the quiet village, went to the small shop at the entrance of the village, took a casual look inside, and found that there were no customers, only the owner Zeng Sanxiang sitting behind the old glass cabinet , holding a big hookah pipe in his arms and snoring and smoking, while watching the TV series playing on the small TV.

Diao Ping remembered that it was Zeng Sanxiang, who represented Fudimen, who went to deceive Diao Ping's parents, saying that a mage had taken a fancy to Diao Ping and wanted to teach him magic, and wanted to take Ping Wa away. Let Pingwa learn spells and go to school in the city.Of course Diao Ping's parents agreed to such a good thing, but they still had some doubts in their hearts. The next day, they took Ping baby and followed Zeng Sanxiang to the home of the mage surnamed Liao.

The condition of Master Liao’s house is very good. It’s just on the edge of the city. It’s a small three-story western-style building with a big yard. There’s an open road in front of the door, and high-rise buildings in the city on the opposite side of the road...

Diao Ping's parents are very grateful, and they are happy that Pingwa can be favored by everyone.

Of course they hope that their children can have a better life.

A week later.

When the couple were worried and came to visit the child, they learned that Pingwa was sent to Master Liao's teacher to practice magic arts.Diao Ping's parents asked if they could go there to see Pingwa, but Master Liao refused... After several times, the couple finally couldn't bear the worry in their hearts. It took a month to find the location of Master Liao's division, which is located on a hill more than ten kilometers away from the west ring road of Linbian City, next to the road.

In the eyes of Diao Ping's father, this Shimen building is definitely a grand, luxurious and solemn mansion - built on the mountainside, with a concrete road leading directly to the Shimen gate.

Coincidentally, when he found this teacher's gate, but couldn't think of a way to enter, that morning, he met Pingwa who climbed over the wall, jumped onto the tree with a branch, and slid down the tree trunk. Pingwa panicked He staggered along the path and ran onto the road.

Seeing her father suddenly appearing in front of her, Pingwa burst into tears, and hugged her father without letting go, sobbing: "Ada, take me home, this place is too scary." Without further ado, her father hugged her. Then he ran to the road in a hurry, stopped a farm vehicle, hurried back to the city, and returned home by car.

When he got home, Diao Ping went into the room, curled up in the corner of the bed, and tremblingly told his parents what happened.

The couple were also full of remorse, hugging the child and crying for a long time.

However, things didn't end there.

this afternoon.

Zeng Sanxiang came to their house, and when he saw Diao Ping at home, he quickly coaxed, tricked and frightened him, telling Diao Qingshan and his wife to send Pingwa back quickly—Master Liao took care of Pingwa's food, drink, shelter, and teaching. He did spells, and he signed up to spend money to go to school. After so long, you said you would bring it back when you brought it back?

If you want to send Pingwa back, you can compensate Master Liao for the money spent on Pingwa and the cost of teaching Pingwa spells, a total of 8 yuan!

Eighty thousand!

In the remote mountainous area of ​​Linbian City, Diao Ping's father might not be able to save so much money in his whole life!

Zeng Sanxiang said: "I know you can't get it out, there is another way. Master Liao will give you 8000 yuan, and Pingwa will belong to Master Liao in the future. Don't worry about it and don't ask."

8000 yuan!

Back then, it was definitely a huge sum of money for this impoverished small mountain village.

In fact, in Linbian City, there are many cases where the biological parents sell their children, either for money, or because they cannot afford to support the children, hoping that the children will be well supported by those who have money to buy them.And 8000 yuan, in such a poor place at that time, would even make many people who had never thought of selling their children, give birth to the idea of ​​selling their children.

It has to be said that it is a tragedy of an era, and also a tragedy and necessity of a remote and impoverished area.

But Diao Ping's parents disagree!

They know how much torture and pain their children have suffered there.

Diao Ping's father said: "I will work hard to make money, and return the money owed to Master Liao little by little..." Although he knew the so-called 8 yuan, it was obvious that Master Liao was defrauding their family. But they really dare not go against the rich and powerful master who knows magic.

Aptitude and talent can definitely be called a genius that is rare in a hundred years. If a peerless medicine ran away like this, the people of Voldemen would certainly not be happy. Natural aptitude, to improve one's own cultivation and the cultivation aptitude of the younger generations in the family, and speed up their progress in the realm of cultivation.But Diao Ping ran back home. Even in a remote mountainous area, it was really inconvenient for Fudimen to snatch it openly.

Therefore, they kept asking Zeng Sanxiang, a villager who can do anything for money, to find Diao Ping's parents, threaten, intimidate, and lure...

Finally, they lost patience.

He began to harm and torture Diao Ping's parents and even his younger sister with spells.

Seeing his parents and younger sister in pain after being harmed by magic, how many times Diao Ping gritted his teeth and wanted to agree to them, and returned to Fudimen - he would rather suffer by himself than let his parents and younger sister suffer such cruel torture.But Diao Ping was only nine years old at that time, and he was too frightened when he thought of the never-ending torture of fear in that dimly lit room at Voldemort. His daughter was also persecuted by spells, so when he resolutely wanted to send Diao Ping away, Diao Ping cried and hugged his parents tightly, and begged them not to send him away. There.

At that time, his parents finally made up their minds, and the whole family stayed together like this, and it was probably good to die, right?

They really have nothing to hope for.

That night, Zeng Sanxiang went into the house, carried away Diao Ping, who was hugging his parents and his sister's corpse, weeping bitterly, limp and weak, and carried him all the way to the car on the road.

……

Recalling the past that was very clear in the back of his mind, Diao Ping didn't cry, he walked into the small shop, cut off, and recited the spell silently.

From the corner of his eye, Zeng Sanxiang saw someone entering the room, raised his head behind the glass cabinet, and then froze.

This is……

Looking at the face, how could a stranger come to this remote place at night?

"you are?"

"Zeng Sanxiang, you don't know me anymore?"

"Ping, Pingwa?" Zeng Sanxiang suddenly stood up, his whole body trembling violently, he opened his mouth to call for help, but suddenly his eyes lost their focus, dazed.

Diao Ping said flatly, "Take me to my family's grave."

Zeng Sanxiang walked out from behind the counter without saying a word, and walked out the door.

Pingwa turned around and followed.

Although it was only around nine o'clock in the evening, people in the remote and impoverished mountain village had already gone to bed early, and the village was quiet, not even the sound of a dog barking.

Night, pitch-black.

No stars and no moon.

In the darkness, Zeng Sanxiang walked on the path leading to the mountain ridge outside the village like a walking corpse.

With a sullen face, Diao Ping followed behind without saying a word.

at last.

Zeng Sanxiang stopped in his tracks.

Diao Ping, who has already adapted to the darkness, and practiced spells so far, has entered the Qi Refining Realm, and his eyesight in the dark is far superior to that of ordinary people. He saw a few shrubs and Under the jagged rocks, there are two graves, one large and one small. In fact, the bigger one is not that big, and the smaller one is almost invisible.

There are no tombstones.

Like the tomb of the unknown.

Forlorn, lonely.

Diao Ping knelt down straight and kowtowed...

Keep kowtowing!

for a long time.

Diao Ping got up, heaved a long sigh of relief, and turned to look at Zeng Sanxiang who was standing beside him.

Zeng Sanxiang came back to his senses in an instant, and found himself standing in the dark, standing in front of the graves of the Diao Qingshan couple and their daughter who had died nine years ago, and the Diao Qingshan couple who had just appeared in his small shop His son, Ping Wa, was standing beside him, the blood oozed from his forehead flowed all over his face, but he didn't wipe it off, his gaze was so calm that it was frightening.

How did I get here?

Why did he come back?

An unbelievable question flashed through Zeng Sanxiang's mind. Back then, Master Liao clearly said that this child would never come back!

Zeng Sanxiang only felt chills all over his body, and when his legs gave way, he fell to the ground, trembling and crying, while begging: "Ping Wa, good boy, you, don't blame me, I was also raped back then. Forced, I can't help it, you know, those masters are very powerful, I don't do that..."

"How much did you charge them?" Diao Ping interrupted Zeng Sanxiang's pleading with a cold tone.

"No, no."

"Say!"

"I said, I said, I took it at the time, 300 yuan..."

"300 yuan!" Diao Ping finally couldn't stop the tears from pouring out. He looked up at the dark night sky. Is there anything more hopeless than this?Parents and younger sister are dead, and they have been dead for almost ten years!

300 yuan!

His parents and sister were killed!

He was brutally tortured at Voldemen for five years!

He has carried the blood feud for more than four years and lived under the torment of the blood feud. Every night, he would wake up with fright, cry, wake up from the dream of revenge, and be extremely disappointed. And sadly clutching the quilt and crying, depression and longing, just accompanied him like this.

300 yuan!

just now.

Zeng Sanxiang was afraid, that's right.

It's even easier to kill him with spells.

"You, let's die here. It counts. I haven't returned home for ten years. I haven't given it to my parents or sister. I haven't been to the grave. It's the first sacrifice!" Diao Ping smiled, very happy, and said a little sickly .

"I, I..." Zeng Sanxiang's eyes widened in astonishment, the muscles on his face began to twitch, and he suddenly opened his mouth wide and lay down on the ground rolling, as if he was in great pain but couldn't make a sound, his hands were on his head Scratching on, face, and body, tearing clothes to pieces.

Diao Ping turned around and went down the mountain step by step.

I am back!

But he will never enter that village again—he hates that ruthless village. There was such a big change in the family back then, but no one cared about it, and everyone trembled and dared not ask.

Because, Zeng Sanxiang said, Diao Qingshan's family provoked a mysterious mage!

Diao Ping thought, maybe one day, I will become a demon, and everyone in this village will be buried with me for my parents, my sister, and me!

So, pray for me, don't get mesmerized.

Qimen Jianghu, here I come!

That night.

Zeng Sanxiang's wife found that her husband hadn't been in the house for a long time, and went to the store to check, but there was no one there, so she hurried out and searched everywhere in the village, and then called people from door to door to help find Zeng Sanxiang.However, it was not until the next morning that the villagers found Zeng Sanxiang's body on a mountain not far away.

The death was miserable and terrifying.

His clothes were all torn, his hair was pulled out, his fingernails were all off, dripping with blood, and there was almost no intact skin on his whole body, all of which were scratched by himself...

What is even more frightening is that he died in such a miserable and terrible manner in front of the graves of Diao Qingshan, his wife and their daughter.

retribution!

The older villagers who knew something about the past, the first thing they thought of was retribution. It was the souls of Diao Qingshan's family of three who came to Zeng Sanxiang for revenge.

The cadres in the village reported the case.

Both the police and the forensic doctor came, but the scene was destroyed by the villagers, and the final result of the forensic doctor's appraisal was...

Zeng Sanxiang was scared to death!

That night, Zeng Sanxiang's wife was so frightened by the rumors that had been circulating in the village for a day that she suddenly went crazy. Stabbed to death, hacked to death, and then smashed to death on the coffin...

A family of eight.

There was blood all over the house.

……

ps: It’s so hard to write~ Scratching your head, I won’t write the story of Diao Ping’s revenge in too much detail. Now I’m going to focus on writing about his mentality, which is also a foreshadowing... Well, let’s make an update today, although I have carefully planned it , but it wasn’t until writing that I realized that it was really difficult to write Pingwa~~ At least four updates tomorrow!At least……

Although there is an update today, can I continue to ask for monthly tickets with the cheek?

In short, thank you very much for your support these two days!

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