Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

One day in the beginning of the first month, the cold wind whistled along with snowflakes, and the huge world was rendered into a vast and bleak place.

In Lingbo City, wearing a tattered one, he curled up in a corner with his hands in his hands, trying to form himself into a ball.

Boundless pain hit him, unable to resist, he could only endure it through gritted teeth.

There were five or six big men standing around him, and they were cracking and beating at him, and they beat him until his nose and tears were flying.

"His uncle, if you have the ability to kill me, anyway, I have a cheap life. It's not a loss for you to be buried with me!"

"I swear, if you can't kill me, I'll steal it until you go bankrupt!"

"Come on! Go on!"

…

He was unscrupulously provocative, and he said so eloquently, as if he had rehearsed thousands of times, and then he just said it.

In fact, he spent every day being beaten and provoked, and his skills of courting death have long been perfected.

"Bah! Dog thing, these few words every time, it's easy to say, grandpa's life is precious! If you can't kill you, you can also be disabled!"

"The stubborn waste should be scrapped. I will make you arrogant and make you crazy..."

"Let grandpa teach you to be a good person, you grandson!"

…

The more the big men talked, the more vigorous they were, and the more vigorously they kicked and fought. In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, a layer of white mist actually rose from their heads, but sweat was pouring out.

Either one is like a lump of dead meat, after the other has rubbed enough, it is abandoned in the corner of the wall.

With the passage of time, the sky was covered with white snow, and there were no pedestrians in the four fields. No one in the world cared about what was covered under the snow.

Between heaven and earth, it is so white and translucent, and there is no trace of dirt to be seen.

Until the watchman's clapper sounded, Ren Yi Cai finally opened his eyes covered in ice and snow, and shook his dizzy head. .

It was already midnight, and he touched his swollen legs. He sighed, "It's all like this, but I still can't die. The thief is really blind."

He shivered and took out a lump of raw meat in his sleeve. Because of the cold weather, he had already frozen a little stiff, and he had no appetite at all.

However, hungry, he still put it into his mouth and chewed it without hesitation.

This is what he stole from that pork stall with all his hard work. The wandering life made him accustomed to eating raw food.

Recalling that when he was young, he was once the eldest young master who stretched out his hand for food and opened his mouth. How could he have suffered such bitterness in this world? He couldn't help but sigh.

It was one day when he was just full moon. A wandering Taoist priest suddenly came to the door begging for drinking water. After seeing his face, the wine cup shattered, and he sat down on the ground, panic-stricken Dao: "Broom Star, it's actually a broom. The star is born! Throw it away, throw him away!"

His appearance was so panicked that any family members were frightened.

However, after all, Ren Yi was a male and the first in line to the family heir. The young parents were a little reluctant and chose to hide the Taoist's divination words and keep him by their side.

After that, strange things happened frequently. First, the family's business slowly dwindled and life became difficult. Then, the originally prosperous big family also became difficult for children, and there was no successor.

When he was barely seven years old, in just three months, the respected elders in the family died one after another inexplicably.

The rumor that he was a broom star could no longer be covered up. All his sins were pulled out, forcibly put on his head, and swept out of the house after being stripped of his name.

When he was young, he came from heaven to **** at once, suffering from the vicissitudes of life on earth.

He finally survived until the age of eighteen, just as the Divine Spirit Sect opened the mountain to accept disciples. He went all the way to beg and went hungry for three days and three nights. The result of the test was that he was an extremely spiritual body, and he was not qualified to practice in this life.

Born hopeless, it is better to go back!

Desperate, he chose many ways to die:

Hanged? The rope didn't seem to be able to bear him. When he was about to lose his breath, there were always accidents. Either the beam of the house was broken, the branch of the tree was broken, or the rope was broken.

In short, when everything is cut off, it’s just that people can’t stop breathing.

Drowning? His trick dog planer is okay, but he always has to thump twice out of instinct. If he wants to be choked to death, it is really difficult without external help.

poison? It was not something that a beggar could touch him, and was strictly controlled by the officials. No matter how greedy he was, he could only stare blankly, who made him so shabby that he couldn't even enter the door of the pharmacy.

Burn? He was so poor that he couldn't even afford flint, and he took it all over, and it wasn't worth a penny.

starve? He changed a lot of desolate and uninhabited places, quietly waiting to die, but there was always food delivered to his door for various reasons.

There are passing merchants, wealthy dignitaries, and kind and beautiful daughters. They can always have an unexpected encounter with him in the corners and corners.

To eat or not to eat, this kind of torture is too torturous, he gritted his teeth and chose to eat.

…

If he did it many times, he would be slashed by a thousand knives, and the brutal method of killing the corpse of five horses, he dared not try it, and he had given up hope for everything else, so let’s just live in secret!

The feeling of fullness made him sigh with relief, and he moved his body slowly, preparing to find a warm place for the cat to spend the night.

"Don't run! Stop for me!"

In the silent night, a roar startled him.

Looking at it, a group of men in black chased a slender figure towards him. The opponent has a bright weapon in his hand, and it is not a good thing at first glance.

"Hey~~~ my mother hey~~~"

He sucked in a breath and limped forward.

But he was dragged down by the slender figure, and was quickly caught up by the slender figure.

"Ah~~ ah ah ~~ help!"

The rapid gliding frightened him, and he couldn't help but let out an earth-shattering ghost cry.

The slender figure's skills are not bad, and either one just hit the two men in black with such a straight face.

Although he wasn't fat, he couldn't stand tall and tall. The two men in black were unlucky, one was knocked down by his head and his nose bleeds violently, and the other was knocked down by his butt, and his teeth were knocked out.

Before the two of them had time to get angry, they saw a knife edge emerge from their belly, and after being stunned for a breath, they died immediately.

But at the moment when they stopped, the people who caught up behind didn't respond in time, and the knife stabbed directly into the bodies of the two people.

"Hey, his uncle's!"

Realizing that he was on a big deal, he wanted to run whenever he turned around.

He didn't want to live anymore, but he was insensitive to this **** death.

The remaining two accomplices of the man in black turned their anger on him, and scolded fiercely: "Bastard! Go to hell!"

Even if it was dark, the bright sword in the opponent's hand was reflected in the snow, stabbing Yi Yi's eyes and wailing in his heart, "My life is over!"

But it was at this moment of lightning and flint, "Whoosh, whoosh..." The sound was endless, but the dull sound of breaking the air came continuously.

Only two sounds of "pu chi" were heard, and the two large knives landed one after another, slanting into the snow, and then came the roar of the man in black, "Who? Who did it?"

"I!"

A figure with a veil walked out of the dark shadow on the side of the road, but it was the slender figure who ran away just now, and I do not know when it lurked back.

Her voice was crisp and sweet, like a yellow warbler chirping, but it felt like a young girl.