Over the years, relying on his abundant wealth, he continued to marry concubines and continued to work hard to have children, but achieved nothing.
He took good care of his only son to ensure that the only descendant of the Hong family would not be cut off.
Someone advised him that the killing was too heavy and would harm his descendants. He sneered: "My family has been hunters for generations. If we want to have no descendants, my grandfather should have no heirs!"
He didn't believe it.
Ever since he was sensible, his grandfather and father had told him allusions about monsters and taught him the techniques to eliminate monsters. For decades, killing all monsters has been the only law in his mind. He had no way to change it, nor did he have the intention to change it. For him, killing monsters is a matter of course.
Monsters harm people, so you must kill them whenever you encounter them.
Is there any reason why killing a monster that harms people will bring harm to the descendants?
He didn't believe it.
In the past decades, countless mountain spirits and ghosts have died at his hands. He killed them happily without any strange feeling in his heart. He didn't think there was anything wrong with killing the monsters.
Whenever human beings see human beings being killed, they will definitely be moved by it.
But people can kill an ant, a mouse, a sheep, a cow, a bird, a horse without any feeling...
What are ants? What's a rat? What are sheep? What's a cow? What's a bird? What's a horse?
Speaking of which, what are people?
Things as small as ants also have their own consciousness, can be afraid, can feel pain, and can also seek survival.
Monsters also have life.
Monsters harm people, and people kill them.
On the contrary, if people harm monsters, why can’t people be killed?
Beishen Sou couldn't figure it out, he hadn't thought about it at all.
He just thought, the demon fox caused me to accidentally shoot my son, so the demon fox should be killed!
Even if the demon fox didn't harm my son, the demon fox is still a demon fox and should be killed!
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His surname is Hong and his given name is Lang.
Waves are made of water, which is soft and seems to be powerless. Once it becomes a wave, it can have the power to overwhelm mountains and seas.
He was frail and sickly from birth and seemed likely to die at any time.
Hong Haoyi hoped that the child would one day turn from weakness to strength, so he named him "Lang".
When Hong Lang was eighteen years old, he still spent more time taking medicine and less time eating food. His face was often thin and dull, and he lacked the vitality of a young man.
That night, his father's cold arrow suddenly penetrated the paper door of the bedroom and penetrated into his body.
He saw his blood spreading on his plain clothes and felt confused.
He heard the commotion outside, but ignored it and just lay back on the bed.
He felt his body getting colder and colder, so he pulled up the quilt.
The door burst open, and a banker rushed in in a panic, raising his face and looking at it for a while.
Hong Lang knew the banker's name, but he was too lazy to call him.
The banker looked at him for a long time, then ran out in fear.
Hong Lang felt the coldness of Han Ya seeping into his body bit by bit, and the warm blood flowing out of his body bit by bit.
sleepy!
Might as well take a nap.
Where is Qinger?
Qing'er was playing with me just now, but why did she disappear so quickly?
"Qing...'er...?" Hong Lang called weakly, but felt a little disappointed when he didn't hear a response.
It's not that noisy outside.
Soon, silence returned.
Hong Lang was shivering from the cold. He had never been so cold.
"Master..." Xiao Liuzi called him softly.
Hong Lang looked up at the ceiling dreamily and ignored Xiao Liuzi.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Liuzi saw the blood and was so anxious that he almost cried, "Master!"
Hong Lang said slowly: "Where is Qing'er?"
Xiao Liuzi doesn't understand.
Who is Qinger?
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"Yunkong, senior brother, I have something to ask of you." Yankong suddenly said this after leaving Baiquan Temple.
Yun Kong was taken aback. The tough-tempered senior brother said the word "begging", which made him very uneasy: "Senior brother, if you have anything to do, just give me your instructions. Senior brother can't say the word "begging"."
"I know that you are born with extraordinary talents and are a good Taoist seed," Yankong said. "Master once told me that your Taoism has improved rapidly, and my senior brother is far behind you."
"You can't say that."
"This is a fact," Yankong said, "So I want you to help me..." As he said that, Yankong spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Senior brother!" Yun Kong immediately realized what was going on.
"I..." Yan Kong was still trying to support himself, but finally rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
Yunkong hurriedly helped Yankong up, let Yankong sit on the grass, and pressed his two palms on Yankong's back, intending to help him push the blood through the palace.
Yan Kong shook his shoulders to the side and refused his help: "No... Yunkong..."
"Brother!"
"I have already spent 70% of my energy to save Su Qingzi. If you save me again, who will help Su Qingzi?" Yan Kong gasped.
"In that case, why did senior brother tell Beishen that Su Qingzi had gone to him?"
"Su Qingzi asked me to say it."
Yun Kong was startled.
Yankong sighed and said: "The public cases in the human world are complicated and difficult to understand. I will rest here and there will be no danger. Go and have a look. If you can help Su Qingzi, do so."
Yun Kong nodded and helped Yan Kong sleep next to the fire pot.
The night sky is dotted with stars, and the stars twinkle freely, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with it.
Yun Kong took a deep breath and flew away.
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The black fox felt his blood boil all over his body.
Scenes of past events were entangled in his heart, making him feel very confused.
It doesn't know what to do.
It remembered that two months ago, it was when Beishen Sou left home to eliminate demons.
The black fox took advantage of the situation and slipped into Hongjiazhuang.
It walked aggressively in the Hong family manor, and was not afraid of anyone seeing it, because the murderous Beishen Sou was missing here.
It saw a sickly young man being taken medicine by a servant.
It knew that this was Hong Lang, the only son of Beishen Sou.
Honglang is exactly its target!
It will make Beishen Sou the last to be defeated!
Thinking of this, Black Fox couldn't help but lower his head and cry.
After it passed through a large forest, it finally saw the Hong family's village.
A few miles behind it, Beishen Sou was coming quickly.
The red light suddenly appeared between Beishen's brows, red threads covered his eyes, and his temples swelled. He looked like an evil ghost: "Monster! I will cut you into pieces!"
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"Qing'er is here..."
A smile appeared on Hong Lang's face.
Xiao Liuzi was so frightened that he cried: "Master! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"
A fishy wind blew, and the candles in the room couldn't help but sway.
The door was knocked open with a bang, and a very large black fox broke in.
The black fox was as tall as a man just by standing on all fours, but he was able to pass through the door without any obstacles and enter the room that was lit by a single fire.
Xiao Liuzi was so frightened that he screamed. He had never seen such a huge fox before, and the fox was all black, and its black fur actually reflected the candlelight and gave off a beautiful brilliance.
Black Fox lay on the ground and looked at Xiao Liuzi coldly.
Xiao Liuzi was so frightened that he could no longer scream.
The body of the black fox gradually shrank, its face began to twist, its pointed mouth shrank in, and the hair on its body gradually turned into clothes, and a delicate little girl appeared.
Xiao Liuzi was no longer afraid, but was stunned.
"Qing'er!" Hong Lang seemed to feel better all of a sudden, shouting ecstatically.
"Brother Lang, Qing'er is here." The little girl slowly walked towards Hong Lang.
"Qing'er," Hong Lang ignored the arrow still stuck in his body and the blood was still flowing slowly, and stood up, "Why did you just leave without saying anything?"
"Brother Lang, don't say more," the little girl gently covered his mouth with her small hands, "I want you to promise me something."
"Qing'er," Hong Lang squeezed her slender hand, "I will agree to anything."
The little girl carefully untied Hong Lang's clothes, revealing Han Ya's wounds.
The cold arrow was still inserted into Hong Lang's right chest, so the blood did not flow quickly. In addition, the arrow that hit him was just an ordinary arrow, not the one with a charm, so the cold was not very strong.
"Be patient." The little girl asked him to bite a folded handkerchief, then quickly pulled out the arrow, threw it aside, and quickly put her other hand on the wound. Hong Lang felt a wave of warmth spread into his chest, and his body suddenly became alive again.
The little girl seemed to be very tired, lying on Hong Lang's body and panting slightly.
Hong Lang's wounds immediately began to heal, but the hideous hole was still visible. He was still very weak. He tried his best to raise his hand, hugged the little girl gently, and whispered in her ear: "Thank you, Qing'er."
The two of them were so affectionate in front of Xiao Liuzi that Xiao Liuzi was dumbfounded.
