Chapter 39. Thirty years ago

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Qin Bukong said that after that day, his father did not talk to him for a long time, but often squatted beside his mother's grave and cried silently. Qin Bukong is not a person who is good at expressing emotions, and has a stubborn personality, so he has a fight with his father. But in the end, he is always his father, so no matter what, he will eventually gain understanding. .

But the people in the village didn't necessarily think so. People began to deliberately avoid Qin Bukong, including many of the people whose lives he had saved. Even the children ran away as soon as they saw Qin Bukong. Some naughty ones would throw stones at him from a distance, and even made up songs to sing about him.

When Qin Bukong said this, he lowered his head in frustration, and then shook his head gently, looking helpless. He went on to say that only two kinds of people would be included in songs, either great heroes or great monsters. Obviously, I am the one everyone thinks of as a monster. So I once again didn't like to interact with people in the village. I went out early every morning and took Ganmu to the mountains to hide for a whole day. I didn't come back until evening. I felt that since everyone had chosen to abandon me, why not do this? It's better for me to abandon them.

But when he went home that day, his second mouth was not controlled by his brain, and he began to whisper softly. This sound was inaudible to others, but Qin Bukong could hear it clearly. The words that came out of that mouth were always telling Qin Bukong that this place doesn't like you anymore, so why don't you just fly away, stay out of sight, and let them fend for themselves. Qin Bukong said, at that time, I had a fight with my mouth, telling me not to talk too much and stop being troublesome.

He smiled bitterly and said, can you believe it? I quarreled with myself. But that day, when I saw that the candles at home were lit, I knew that my father had not gone to bed yet, so I waited outside for a while, planning to wait until my father had gone to bed before entering the house to avoid the awkward meeting. At this time, the mouth said, go over there and listen, someone is talking about you.

Qin Bukong said that I have always been able to control my second mouth, but that night I couldn't. I argued softly with the mouth a few more times, but finally followed the guidance of the mouth and walked to a corner, and I heard someone whispering behind the corner.

He said that there were four or five people speaking, all villagers in the village, and one of them was his father. But what they were discussing made Qin Bukong feel chilled. Everyone yelled at their father, saying that Qin Bukong was an evil creature and an ominous person who brought disaster to the village. Don't be merciful to such a person. God has already punished us enough. If he continues to stay, In the village, it will inevitably bring greater disasters.

Abba remained silent, after all, he was his son. And some of them began to say that they wanted to drive Qin Bukong away and that he could not be allowed to stay in the village. Another person then said, "Letting the tiger go back to the mountain will be a serious problem." What if he comes back in the future? Simply burn him to death and treat him as a sacrifice to heaven.

Qin Bukong said that after hearing these vicious words, he felt angry and very sad. In fact, he had murderous intentions. But he didn't believe that even though his father had differences with him from certain angles, he wouldn't be so cruel as to burn his son to death. In despair, Qin Bukong returned home silently, packed his things in the dark, and planned to leave quietly after dawn.

But in the middle of the night, there were bright lights outside the window and loud noises in the house. Seven or eight people broke in without warning and quickly restrained Qin Bukong's hands and feet. Qin Bukong said that his skills were still limited at that time and he was not able to break free immediately. He was quickly taken out by Wu Huada, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was tied to a wooden stake. Ironically, that wooden stake happened to be the one he used to tie up the Japanese officer earlier.

He couldn't break free at the moment, and was tied up in front of everyone, but he remained stubborn and did not shout, let alone be afraid, because he knew in his heart that these people could not do anything to him. After everyone complained about their "crimes", the clan leader announced that the reason why our Miao village was in such trouble was because of such an ominous man. Now we are going to burn him to death as a sacrifice to heaven!

The crowd chanted, "Burn him to death! Burn him to death!" At this time, a middle-aged Miao man walked out from the crowd holding a torch and a scimitar in his hand.

I asked Qin Bukong, that is your father, right? Qin Bukong actually twitched his nose again, started to wipe his tears, and then nodded and said yes. So many people wanted to kill me, but I wasn't afraid or sad, just chilled. But when my father came out, I collapsed and started crying wildly. Others thought that I was crying because I was about to die, but I was crying because of the person I most respect and love in the world. People, people who gave me life, are going to destroy my life at this time!

Qin Bukong said that when his father was only a few meters away from him, he finally saw his father's face clearly in his tearful eyes. He spoke with that heartache, but with disdain. It seemed that my presence made him unable to hold his head high in front of his tribe. There was nothing more sorrowful than the death of my heart. At that time, my heart died together with the flame of the torch in Abba's hand.

Qin Bukong said that his second mouth began to summon Gu creatures at this moment, but it only blocked it and did not hurt anyone. The snake poison summoned at that time quickly bound the feet of everyone present, and he loudly summoned Ganmu, bit off the rope on his body, walked off the altar in full view of the public, passed through the crowd, and said nothing. After returning home, I picked up my things and left with Ganmu. It wasn't until he left the village that Qin Bukong removed the snake poison and restored everyone's freedom.

He said that at that time, he cried all the way and walked all the way, focusing on small roads. And he didn't go far, but hid in the nearby mountains for a few days. At this time, a bustling crowd of people appeared on the road in the distance. When he saw it, he saw that it was another group of Japanese soldiers.

I exclaimed, it turned out there was another team. Qin Bukong nodded and said, after the team was wiped out by me, there may have been no news for a long time, so the Japanese army sent another small column to search the mountain, but this time, Qin Bukong never stopped him, indifferently He watched with disbelief as the group of Japanese soldiers killed all the men in the village, including his own father.

When the Japanese tried to kill the women and children, Qin Bukong repeated his old tricks and killed the Japanese group again. Then he returned to the village and said to those who survived, "You all run away for your lives now." Soon, the Japanese will come to slaughter the village. After saying this, he asked the younger brothers and sisters to take care of each other. From now on, the eldest brother will not be able to stay with you. The younger brothers and sisters died one after another because of their father and mother, and the elder brother was going to be burned to death by everyone. He was already young, but now he has no idea. Qin Bukong entrusted his younger siblings to an old aunt in the village to raise them, saying that if anything happened to his younger siblings, they would be killed if they came back in the future.

However, Qin Bukong never went back and left the village. He no longer wore Miao clothes and changed into Han clothes. He also cut off his hair, completely abandoning his nation.

After listening to him say all this, I felt very emotional. Although he felt that he was indeed excessive, it was caused by a lack of communication with others in his childhood. When he had the ability to stop the second group of Japanese soldiers, he did not stop him. Instead, he witnessed the tragedy and had no choice but to do so. What is not mentioned is that although he did not kill all the men in the village with his own hands, their deaths had a lot to do with Qin Bukong. It was precisely because of these things that Qin Bukong, who had some psychological defects in the first place, became even more serious from then on, going his own way and selfishly. In fact, his nature was not like this. The events in the past made him feel that no matter how much good he had done and how many people he had helped, he would never be rewarded. Such abnormal logic would be with him throughout his life, just like his own deformity.

I sighed, feeling that the bearded old man in front of me looked so fragile and pitiful at the moment. What made him stubborn was never his own life, nor the disability on his face, but those people who always excluded him and regarded him as an alien. He just wants to be recognized and accepted by others. These things that we think can be achieved with a little effort, seem so difficult in Qin Bukong's life.

This was probably the first time he had told anyone about this past event after so many years. Many people who knew him in the martial arts world had heard about his killing of Japanese soldiers and men in the entire village, which made the rumors about him even more vague and strange. Even my master had never heard of him talking about it. With these details, Qin Bukong always gives people a feeling of both good and evil, and whenever such a person appears around him, people can't help but be more defensive than accepting. Even I, who listen to People who have told the story also think so.

So now I can understand why he didn’t come to help me when I was struggling on the ground just now. It must be that this incident was a fatal trauma deep in his heart, so that it happened again after thirty years. Now, he still couldn't accept it for a long time. In order to escape the ghost who became his father, he would have to kill him again with his own hands. Indeed, it was difficult to get rid of this feeling for a while.

So I sat down next to him with my back against the wall. I took out two cigarettes from the cigarette case and lit them together in my mouth. Then I took out one of them and put it on Qin Bukong's lips. middle.