The night in the deep mountains and old forests is pitch black.
I can't see my feet clearly when I look down, and I can't see the stars when I look up.
Summer nights in the forest are much colder and humid than outside. The dense thorns in the forest make the air in the forest thin, making breathing uncomfortable.
After being fed by Tianbao, people who have been tired for a long time no longer think about bathing, and can just find a place to lean on and sleep.
The old man's snoring was louder than the chirping of insects all over the mountain. The boys were sleeping with their mouths stretched out and their mouths clicking twice, maybe they were dreaming of some delicious delicacies.
The landlord, who was usually the most elegant, lay on the big stone covered with a coat, and his breathing gradually became longer.
The bearded man was sitting against the trunk of a huge tree, his eyes closed tightly, uneasiness overflowing from his brows, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozing out from his forehead.
It seems that I am trapped in an illusion that I cannot escape from.
A wooden box sealed in four directions...
A wall full of torture instruments...
The man's excited and twisted face, his ferocious smile...
"You are so handsome, and you will be even prettier when you cry, ho ho ho ho!"
"Yes, that's it, cry, beg for mercy! If you don't want to be beaten, please make me happy! Ho, ho, ho!"
"Did you see that dog outside the door? When you see me in the future, lie down like that dog and bark twice, and I will give you food, hahaha!"
The little boy was lying in the corner, his body bruised and twitching.
It was such a hard time.
The ground is so cold.
He tried his best to open his eyes, and tried his best to look at the twisted and ferocious face in his blurred vision.
He just wants to have a good meal and live. Why do you treat him like this?
In the fantasy, the little boy's twitching body gradually became cold, and his eyes closed tightly.
That winter, that night, there was heavy snow in the sky.
Someone wrapped him in a broken straw mat and threw him into a mass grave.
The straw mat spread out, revealing the person wrapped in it, stained with blood and as thin as firewood.
…
The man's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he gasped for air. His eyes were as red as blood, and his hatred was as thick as substance.
That past, which was as unbearable as living in purgatory, hid his hatred and his fear.
He tried hard to hide his forgetfulness and live like a normal person.
But when I set foot here again, I realized that he had never forgotten it and was not normal at all.
He stayed in that purgatory for three full years!
Bai Xiaofeng was right, this matter became a karma in his heart.
If it is not resolved, he will be tortured by his inner demons for the rest of his life.
The bearded man slowly stood up, walked towards the brightly lit place in the distance, his steps became faster and faster, and finally he flew with light skills.
There is one person missing in the col.
The man who was sleeping gracefully on the big rock opened his eyes. The old man's loud snoring also disappeared, and the boys turned over and sat up.
Tianbao jumped down from the branch, and the eyes of several people met accurately in the darkness. Without saying a word, they followed the bearded man's trail in perfect understanding.
The old man was good at Qinggong, but he felt inexplicably unhappy at the moment. He slowed down a little and stayed next to Bai Xiaofeng, whispering, "How big is the hatred between Big Beard and the Ming Snake Gang? I won't get to the bottom of it, so just reveal it to me. Throw it away, lest my eyes go dark and I'll be gentle later."
Bai Xiaofeng's temples hurt a little, and he wanted to throw the old man hanging on his hand away, "You don't have to be gentle, those people died with no regrets, and they deserved their death. They did all the things that the worst villains in Fengyun City would not even bother to do."
"Then what's the thing you hate doing the most?"
"..."
The next moment, the old man was thrown out and flew to the front. While using Qinggong, he found the most cruel poison on his body.
The Dark Snake Gang.
The elders held a birthday banquet and enjoyed themselves all night long.
The people at the banquet were already drunk, and the absurdity was even worse.
In the exclusive courtyard of the gang elders, the bedroom lights were still on, and the entire courtyard was filled with a faint smell of blood, mixed with the smell of alcohol that made people sick.
A figure avoided the eagle eyes that were sentrying around the village, and landed silently in a dark corner of the courtyard. Its long and sinister eyes were fixed on the room with the light shining through the window, and the curved blade in its sleeve slipped into the palm of its hand and was held tightly.
"...Ho ho ho, if you don't get beaten, you will die now?"
In the room, the old voice was still full of meaning, and he walked out of the room with floating steps, walking along the corridor in front of the room to another room.
When he opened the door, there were screams coming from inside, which was extremely frightening and horrifying.
The old man raised his bloody whip and smiled strangely at the group of teenagers who were trying to squeeze into the corner, "You guys, come and join in the fun!"
The sound of whipping broke through the air, and the screaming and crying became more intense.
The pair of eyes in the darkness of the yard were staring at the flower window of the room, looking at the reflection cut out by the light on the window.
The whip rises and falls without mercy.
The sharp cracks of the whips made people feel as if those whips were being slapped on their bodies. Every barb on the whip scraped against the skin, cutting open a piece of flesh, causing unbearable pain.
Dense, layer upon layer.
The bearded man was breathing rapidly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead again.
This is his nightmare!
"Old monster underworld snake, I'm going to kill you today!" The bearded man's eyes turned red, and he spoke every word in his throat before swiping his blade and rushing into the room.
The old man with his back to the door quickly dodged the back attack, and the copper bell embedded in the horse's face narrowed his eyes, "Who are you? How dare you break into our Ming Snake Gang? Oh, you are the person who sneaked into the mountain today, right? ? I didn’t cause any trouble for you, but you didn’t think twice and came to the door with provocation. In this case, I granted your wish, ho ho ho ho!”
The Dark Snake Gang is famous in the Jiyin Mountains. Normally, no one would dare to approach easily. Even if they did, their whereabouts would be discovered early.
The bearded man in front of him was able to sneak into the backyard of the house quietly. The first thing the old monster thought of was that the group of people were returning from the back mountain today. Only the rear of the house was the weakest in security.
After confirming the identity of the person opposite him, the old ghost snake sneered, and used the whip in his hand like an arm to climb towards the opponent.
If they hadn't received an order to let them go, these people wouldn't have been able to get past the Hell Snake Gang! Since he had to turn back and die early, he would be kind and send him down!
The bearded man looked paler than before.
That weird laugh that made him feel sick to his stomach, and that bloody whip could easily evoke his nightmares when faced with it, like an iron rope strangling his throat and suffocating him!
His anger was aroused, and the bearded hand holding the double-edged sword had swollen veins. He rushed forward with a stern voice, his eyes filled with a frenzied cruelty that threatened to kill the enemy.
There was also a commotion in the front yard at this moment, with footsteps and shouts rushing towards this direction.
The bearded man didn't care at all, he just wanted to kill the person in front of him.
"Tsk tsk, so Big Beard's dog coin is so weak? Is he using all his usual bearishness to bully my little old man?"
"Maybe the other party is too strong?"
"Impossible! That horse-faced thing is as ugly as a ghost crawling out of the underworld. He has a face that cannot be seen in the world. If I look at him one more time, I want to poke my eyes out. What makes him worthy of being 'strong'? Word! Don't insult 'strong'!"
The bearded hand shook and he was almost hit with a whip.
Although it was a close call, the nausea and fear buried deep in my heart were inexplicably dissipated.
"Poison is not invaded, just wait, your father will come and take care of you after you take care of this old thing!"
"Hey! My dear grandson, grandpa is waiting for you!"
"Hahahaha!" The bearded man's momentum changed and he moved fiercely.
