People always educate their children in a guilt-ridden way and are often moved by themselves. Whenever there is a slight disobedience to one's own wishes, he often curses.
There is a psychological problem in a child. Let me just say casually, what kind of psychological problem can a child have? Are you just thinking about how to play? Why are you lying to your elders and claiming that you are not hungry when the food is served at night?
That's their biggest problem.
Children have no face, and there is no need to worry about their feelings. You cannot be embarrassed like other children in front of your elders. They themselves are indifferent.
Everything you do is for their own good.
Children tend to be obedient when the mother is not with them.
When the mother appears next to the child, the child is always noisy and does things that he does not understand.
Maybe they just wanted to express themselves in front of their mother, but they didn't know how to express themselves and chose the stupidest way.
Badgering mother, beating others, causing trouble.
No one can guess what's going on between them. Even if they can figure it out, they are still solving problems in the way they hated most before.
Both parties just love each other in the way they think is right.
At this moment, Zhao Yali grabbed Dong Qingqiu and asked, why is this?
"Because your brother dislikes you and has lost his face." Dong Qingqiu said calmly.
"You fart! I'm doing this all for his own good, why should he dislike me? You must be lying. Yes, you must be lying."
Zhao Yali turned around, shook Zhao Yamo desperately, and looked at her dear brother with a haggard expression, "Mo Mo, what he said are all lies, right? You don't dislike your sister at all, do you? Just speak!"
Zhao Yali slapped Zhao Yamo on the face, but still didn't hear his answer.
"You always think that you are doing this all for your brother, but you have never considered his feelings. You can be shameless for your brother, but your brother is just the opposite. He is looked down upon by others in the village, and you are calm and indifferent. It's over, and your brother would rather die with you than do this. Under the guise of doing good for him, under tremendous psychological pressure, his heart has long since collapsed. You don't know it yet. ? He is no different from a walking corpse now."
"Pick up the knife on the desk, kill your brother, and then you commit suicide, ending your life of humiliation and unhappy, becoming a part of the long river of time flowing quietly, no one will bully your brother, and you don't have to Make excuses for your hypocritical heart, and you will be a pile of bones after death, and you will no longer have to care about your beauty."
"The skins are all the same, but the bones are lifelike."
"Pick up the knife and end your miserable life. The beauty you are proud of, the beauty you care about, will abandon you after a few decades, turn around and leave you, and go to another younger and more beautiful person." On a woman. All you are left with is a layer of wrinkled skin, an obvious gap that you can never erase."
"The marks on your face are not only the beginning of your ugly appearance, but also the mark of the harm you have done to your brother. You no longer have the courage to face yourself in the mirror with pride like you did when you were young, and the mirror is yellow. And Your brother can never raise his head and face himself and you. Didn’t you say it was all for your brother? Why don’t you kill him? Help him end all this so that you never have to do this for him again. Treat yourself.”
"If you don't kill your brother, it means you are just using him as an excuse for your hypocrisy. Maybe after you kill your brother, you will come up with thousands of excuses to continue to cover up the hateful thing deep in your heart. Poor vanity.”
"Why are you still hesitating? Why don't you kill him? Are you really doing him good? Is this really the life he wants? Why do you guarantee that it will get better and better in the future? Why do you prove that, Wouldn’t he be happier dead than alive?”
"You are just using it as an excuse to satisfy your own vanity."
Dong Qingqiu's voice was like a ghost, constantly wandering around Zhao Yali, bewitching the depths of her heart, inducing in cycles, breaking through the last layer of defense in her heart.
Then, he killed his brother with his own hands.
However, people who abandon their dignity and moral bottom line are often very strong in their hearts, so they can only completely destroy their inner defenses and achieve what they want by constantly attacking and inducing them towards the things and things they hide and care about. .
Zhao Yali collapsed on the ground and burst into tears.
Zhao Yamo wanted to step forward to see her sister, but Dong Qingqiu tightened his grip on her wrist and remained indifferent.
"You are your sister's drag, and it's all because of you. Even if your sister has vanity, she won't fall like this. The source of all this is because of you. She could have married a rich man based on her beauty, Be a concubine, not a dirty toilet."
"She became like this all because of you. Pick up the knife! To end all your pain, do you still want to make your sister like a walking zombie all day long because of you? Cut off her neck with the knife in your hand, Finally, cut off your own neck and reunite your family, your parents are waiting for you."
Dong Qingqiu continued to bewitch Zhao Yamo, with a smile on his lips, staring at the two siblings who had a psychological breakdown, knelt down and cried bitterly, but were helpless.
Dong Qingqiu picked up the kitchen knife used to cut vegetables on the table, hugged Zhao Yali from behind, held her hand tightly, and pointed the kitchen knife at his brother who was as heartbroken as himself and couldn't stop crying.
The violently trembling hands did not have the courage to hold the kitchen knife and end the painful life of the siblings with their own hands.
Dong Qingqiu continued to bewitch Zhao Yali in her ears. Zhao Yali's hands were tightly grasped by Dong Qingqiu, and the rouge on her face became a piece. She was choked with sobs and couldn't speak a word. Her head was in a mess, shaking desperately in Dong Qingqiu's arms.
"Why are you so selfish? You really have no selfish intentions in letting your own brother endure this kind of pressure."
"Sister, kill me! I'm just your loser. You will be better off without me." Zhao Yamo knelt down in front of her sister, wiped the tears from her eyes, and showed an "ugly" smile. .
Zhao Yali shook her head desperately, her heart shaking.
She did have selfish motives and vanity, but she also loved her brother deeply and thought that as long as she fed and clothed him, she would not have any troubles. He just took the money and food he exchanged for his body with peace of mind to satisfy his own vanity, and dressed himself up beautifully, thereby ignoring his brother's feelings. It turns out that the younger brother that he has been protecting is no longer a child who hides behind him and can only cry. It turns out that his younger brother has grown up unknowingly.
Looking at her brother who was crying and begging to be killed, Zhao Yali slowly raised the kitchen knife in her hand and pointed it at her brother's head.
"Yes, that's right, that's it. With one strike, your brother will be freed. You don't have to be so tired anymore. Cut it! Cut it down quickly."
Dong Qingqiu let go of his hand and continued to bewitch Zhao Yali's ear, looking nervous and not daring to relax at all.
"ah!"
Screams filled the simple house.
Dong Qingqiu covered his bleeding shoulder with all his strength and punched Zhao Yali in the temple.
The clavicle of his right shoulder was severed, and the kitchen knife was stuck between the bones and could not be pulled out.
Zhao Yamo was frightened by her sister's move and was stunned on the spot. It took a long time to come back to her senses.
"Sister, what are you doing? This is Master Taoist Immortal."
Zhao Yamo ignored herself and ran to Dong Qingqiu in a panic to ask if anything was okay.
"Master Daoxian, are you okay?"
When Zhao Yali saw this scene, her brother actually blamed herself and turned to ask the guy who wanted to kill her.
"Zhao Yamo! Are you crazy? He just wanted me to kill you." Zhao Yali roared angrily.
Dong Qingqiu endured the excruciating pain, slapped Zhao Yamo on the face, and scolded: "I, Taoist Immortal, do I need your care?"
Dong Qingqiu looked calm, but gritted his teeth, pretending to be serious, and pulled off the kitchen knife that was on his shoulder.
A stream of blood spurted out from the wound, and hot blood fell on Zhao Yamo's face.
Blood-red eyes, gasping mouth, and blood constantly flowing from his shoulders.
Dong Qingqiu stared at Zhao Yali, walked toward her step by step, grabbed one of her hands, and said in a deep voice: "You like to kill people, don't you?"
The cold light flashed across the sky like a meteor, with a bright red tail, making a dull sound on the earth.
Dong Qingqiu had a bloody broken arm in his hand.
Zhao Yali stood there, not daring to go any further. She shed tears and looked at her sister who was screaming and writhing in pain on the ground without any mercy.
Who asked her to chop Master Daoxian?
Master Daoxian didn't take her life, so it was considered as burning incense.
"Mo Mo, run quickly."
Zhao Yali suddenly threw Dong Qingqiu, who was sitting on the stool, to the ground and bit him on the arm.
"Crazy woman!"
Dong Qingqiu exerted force, and a lot of hair came out of his hand, and he tore it off together with the flesh and skin.
A large piece of scalp on the back of Zhao Yali's head was torn off, and her flesh and blood were bloody, but she just refused to let go.
"It's not over, is it?"
Dong Qingqiu endured the pain and raised his right arm, then slashed Zhao Yali's neck with a kitchen knife.
The kitchen knife in his hand continued to press down hard, and the steaming blood in his mouth spat out on Dong Qingqiu's face. He beat Dong Qingqiu desperately with his other hand, trying to give his brother a chance to escape.
"Run! Run quickly! Mo Mo."
At the last moment of her life, Zhao Yali was still calling her brother's name vaguely.
Pulling out the kitchen knife in his hand, blood spurted out onto the rafters. The blood on the kitchen knife flowed down to his arm.
Pushing away Zhao Yali who was no longer breathing, Dong Qingqiu felt a headache as he looked at the gray marks on his body. It's really cold to take a shower in winter.
It was steaming inside the room, and there were big beads of sweat on Dong Qingqiu's forehead. It could be seen from his frown that his whole body was very hot.
Dong Qingqiu kicked him on the head, and there was a crisp sound.
Zhao Yali's face turned behind her.
Dong Qingqiu didn't feel relieved yet, so he raised his kitchen knife and slashed at Zhao Yali's body. I didn't know how many times I chopped until I felt dizzy and my body was shaking. I stopped and sat on a stool, breathing heavily.
Zhao Yamo looked at the weak Dong Qingqiu and asked, "Master Daoxian, are you okay?"
Dong Qingqiu threw the knife in his hand in front of Zhao Yamo and said, "Cut off her head."
"I don't dare, she is my sister." Zhao Yamo's legs were trembling and she looked at Dong Qingqiu timidly.
"Then why didn't you help me when I killed him?" Dong Qingqiu asked.
"Because you are a Taoist immortal and we are just a group of untouchables at the foot of the mountain."
Dong Qingqiu burst out laughing when he heard this, "Just because I am a Taoist Immortal?"
"You also promised me that you would avenge us. Now that my sister is dead, please ask Master Daoxian to avenge us." Zhao Yamo knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.
Dong Qingqiu hit Zhao Yamo on the head with a bench, not caring about his weak body and the bleeding wound.
"I will avenge your mother. I will hug your mother's legs. I killed your sister, it was me! I want to use your sister to make elixirs. What's the point of killing her? I want you to kill her. It will only work if you kill her, but it will not work if I kill her."
"Revenge, I'll avenge your mother's ass, go to hell with your mother."
The Six-turn Yin-Yang Pill, all Taoist immortals who make alchemy in the Taoist world scorned this pill, and would rather find other methods than refine the Six-turn Yin-Yang Pill.
Just because the ingredients of the Sixth Transformation Yin-Yang Pill are very...
Men's Yuanyang is hundreds.
A carcass of a lascivious woman.
Three hundred boys and girls each.
The number of virgin blood is liters.
A slut or a pair of male eyeballs, the female eyeball is the best.
A pair of century-old thunder building blocks, if the yang energy is extremely strong, it is better.
Nine Netherworld Fire.
The time, place, and people are favorable, and the yin and yang alternate.
Hundreds of men's penises were used to extract Yuanyang, and then a woman's womb was used to wrap the man's Yuanyang. Three hundred boys and girls were used as medicine, and several liters of virgin blood were used. Use the eyeballs of lustful women as yin and yang medicinal tools, use their throats to control the heat, use the lightning-struck wood as the medicine cauldron, and then refine it with the Nine Netherworld Fire to achieve success when yin and yang alternate.
Dong Qingqiu originally thought that there must be many men's Yuanyang left in Zhao Yali's womb. This saves me a lot of time in searching for the man Yuanyang, and I will slowly search for the remaining materials later. Anyway, it will take hundreds of years to become a Six Path Immortal, so I don't have to worry about not finding all the materials.
Among them, the most difficult thing to obtain is not the Lightning Strike Wood and the Nine Netherworld Fire, but the body of a lustful woman.
A lascivious woman must awaken her sense of shame and die at the hands of her loved ones in order to be successful and have the effect of the medicine.
Now, he accidentally killed Zhao Yali. Her body had no medicinal properties, and the body was of no use to him.
A lustful woman is easy to find, but a shameful heart is hard to find.
Zhao Yamo cried and shouted: "But you obviously promised that as long as my sister dies, you will help us avenge her."
"Yes, it must be that I haven't done what Master Daoxian said. Yes, it must be like this."
Zhao Yamo gouged out her sister's eyes and opened her palms in front of Dong Qingqiu.
"Master Daoxian, I have done as you asked, and I also ask you to avenge us."
Dong Qingqiu was in a irritable mood at the moment, and was about to kill Zhao Yamo in front of him with a knife, when suddenly a heartbreaking pain hit him.
He reached out to take the eyeball in Zhao Yamo's hand, nodded happily and said, "I have withstood the test. Go find me some clean and suitable clothes, and find a doctor by the way."
Zhao Yamo stood up happily, looked at Dong Qingqiu in front of her in disbelief, and said ecstatically: "Master Taoist Immortal, is everything you said true?"
"If you pass the test, I will accept you as a disciple."
"Drag your sister's body into the house, deal with the blood on the ground, and then go out and find a doctor for me. Remember to be quick." Dong Qingqiu summoned his energy and warned.
"No! I don't want Master Daoxian to accept me as his disciple. I just want Master Daoxian to avenge our family."
"All my relatives are dead, even the sister who cares about me the most is dead. When Master Daoxian avenges us, I will go to accompany my sister."
Dong Qingqiu supported himself and said: "Family ties are the most important thing between heaven and earth, I promise you."
"Thank you, Master Daoxian."
Only then did Zhao Yamo use her thin body to drag her sister's body into the house.
After a while, the blood stains on the ground were basically cleaned up.
He said hello to Dong Qingqiu, who was sitting on the stool with a pale face, and disappeared.
"Children are easy to deceive."
Dong Qingqiu was almost losing blood and fainted.
Fortunately, I had been injured many times in my previous life and knew how to stop bleeding.
Zhao Yamo would rather her sister died tragically in front of him than regret it and take revenge.
It can be seen that the resentment in his heart has been accumulated for a long time.
He happened to hit it right again, releasing the long-standing resentment in his heart.
He would rather be determined to die than pull them to die together.
In such a life...
But it's really worse to live than to die.
