Qian Renxue sentenced me to death, and my memory was exposed before dying

Chapter 8 Qin Wushuang, He was also ridiculed with cold eyes
"teacher…"

Seeing Bibi Dong, Qin Wushuang gasped heavily,
There was also a bitter smile on his face.

"Teacher, I... know everything..."

"So I...have to...do something."

"Cough cough cough."

The weak voice was intermittent, as if he might die in the next second, but there was a firm belief in the words.

That's right,

Qian Ji Xun died,
Yu Xiaogang also died,

So Qian Daoliu had to die too.

Anyone who hurt Bibi Dong will die!

"you…"

After understanding what Qin Wushuang meant,

Bibi Dong was shocked, "How did you know?"

This is her biggest secret, never told anyone,

but he...

How did you know?
Qin Wushuang pursed his lips tightly and stopped talking.

At this moment, they wouldn't believe anything they said.

Seeing that Qin Wushuang stopped talking, Bibi Dong's gloomy eyes flickered, she put down the palm that was pinching his throat,

Turning his head, he spoke coldly to Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others,
"Skip this paragraph and continue to recall the memory."

Knowing that the conversation in Qin Wushuang's memory may be related to a big secret,

Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others didn't dare to investigate further, so they could only agree,
Follow his memory and continue to go back.

The gigantic mirror that casts memory continues to light up,
The barren mountain village, the curling smoke, the narrow fieldside path, the occasional barking of dogs, the old man carrying a hoe home,

All of them outline the peaceful scene of the small mountain village.

just this day,
A little beggar with a yellow and thin face walked outside the village,
He was only two or three years old, wearing rough and tattered clothes, dirty all over his body, and looked very pitiful.

As soon as the little beggar entered the village,

A group of five or six-year-old children surrounded him, pointing and laughing at him,
What's more, they followed the little beggar all the time, rushed up suddenly and pushed him to the ground.

Seeing the little beggar in such a mess, everyone burst into laughter again, extremely proud.

The little beggar fell silent,

Just silently got up from the ground and continued to walk forward,

The little figure knocked on the door from door to door, begging the host to give him something to eat.

Soon a wrinkled old woman handed half a piece of steamed bread to the little beggar,

He also helped the little beggar drive away the children who were teasing him.

The little beggar held on tightly to half a steamed bun,

The dirty little face was full of gratitude, and kept bowing down to the old grandma to express her gratitude.

The old grandma looked at the little beggar full of pity, and wanted to say something more, but shook her head helplessly and closed the door.

Just when the little beggar found an unoccupied corner and was about to eat half of the steamed bun given by the old grandma,

A dog barked behind him.

"Wang Wang Wang."

The little beggar, who was startled by the dog barking, seemed to recall some bad memories, his little body trembling,

The half steamed bun in his hand immediately rolled out.

"My steamed bun."

The little beggar exclaimed and was about to pick it up quickly.

However, at this moment, a black shadow that was faster than him rushed over directly, holding the steamed bun in his mouth.

It was a huge black dog.

The big black dog stared fiercely at the little beggar, showing its sharp fangs, and making threatening sounds of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" from time to time.

Looking at this big black dog that is bigger than me,
The little beggar was stunned,

Tears finally fell from his eyes, and big drops hit the ground.

He was very hungry and very wronged.

why,
Other kids bullied him,
Even this big black dog bullied him?
The big black dog didn’t leave until he finished eating the steamed buns.

Before leaving, he wagged his tail like a demonstration, making the little beggar even more wronged.

I don't know how long I cried,
Only the sound of footsteps came from behind.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, until they stopped behind the little beggar.

stop crying

The little beggar looked back and saw an old man standing behind him.

The old man looks to be in his 60s, tall and thin, and hale and hearty. Although he is also only wearing coarse clothes, he is very clean.

His name is Old Jack, and he is the head of Holy Soul Village.

In the setting sun, I don't know what old Jack said to the little beggar,
It didn't take long to see the little beggar tentatively stretching out his dirty little hands to Old Jack.

A soft smile appeared on Old Jack's face, and he took the little beggar's hand slowly but firmly, and walked towards home.

this day,
The old village chief Jack, who has been widowed all his life, has a little grandson named "Qin Wushuang".

Seeing this scene,
Whether it was under the Wuhun Mountain, or all the people who saw this scene through memory projection, they were all surprised and talked a lot.
"Begging all the way, being ridiculed and cold-eyed, Qin Wushuang, a country thief, was quite pitiful when he was young."

"Is it possible that because of what happened to him when he was a child, his mind was completely twisted, and he did so many angry things when he grew up."

"Have you seen the way he looked at the children who bullied him just now, as if he wanted to eat them alive?"

"My God, if this is the case, then this Qin Wushuang is simply too terrifying."

"I knew how to hold back at a young age, no wonder I was able to deceive Her Majesty and the others for so long."

"It is said that this villain has been bullying others since he was a child. I want to see how he does evil."

They all yelled,

The hatred for Qin Wushuang will never change because of the poor little beggar in the picture.

Or in their inherent impression,

A national traitor like Qin Wushuang should have been a natural born villain who did all kinds of evil when he was young.

...

At the same time, the square of Wuhun Temple in Notting City.

Thousands of people from Notting City also gathered to watch this special trial.

When the memory projection mirror freezes on the picture of the old man leading the little beggar home in the sunset, it immediately becomes noisy,
"Holy Soul Village, why does this place sound familiar?"

"Don't tell me, isn't there a holy soul village outside our city of Notting?"

"Is it really that village?"

"Whether he is or not, we'll find out after the trial is over."

"Alright, I'll go too. I really want to know what kind of existence it is that can breed a demon like Qin Wushuang?"

"What kind of existence can it be? There must be evil deeds everywhere, and even other people in the village may be full of evil."

"That's right, then we simply set fire to Holy Soul Village, and let the sins be buried with the fire."

"Okay, that makes sense, let's go together."

"Go together, go together, go together, hahaha."

Countless people talked loudly, and they were even full of malice towards Holy Soul Village as it should be.

When they were discussing how to destroy Holy Soul Village after the trial,
As everyone knows, life and death are determined only by personal assumptions,
Isn't this a kind of evil?

And what they don't know is that at this time,
A dilapidated old wooden cart was pushed here by a few simple middle-aged men,
The old man lying on the wooden cart,
It was the old village head Jack who never stood up after falling down.

Looking at the picture of the memory cast, the old village chief Jack burst into tears.

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There was a problem with the order of chapters yesterday, it has been changed again
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