Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

"It is going to rain"

In the market, not only someone let out a soft cry, but the busy vendors seemed to wake up and started packing their things one after another, trying to get home before it rained.

But after a while, the bustling streets of Nuo Da became quiet and empty, only occasionally there were a few pedestrians who were not afraid of the wind and rain.

"Damn! Stay here quietly for me. If you let me know what you guys are messing around with, I will definitely break your legs!"

The man with the scar drove a group of locked children into a corner of a dilapidated house, cursing viciously, seeing that everyone lowered their heads in fear and dared not speak, nodded in satisfaction, spat at them, and Turn around and walk to the outside room.

The lean man looked at the serious look on the scarred man's face, and said with a helpless smile:

"What are you doing better with them? I'm going to the market tomorrow, and I'll just sell them all."

The scarred man sat at the table with an angry face, crossed his legs, and said:

"Hey, I just don't like them, they all look like idiots. If we do this, I'm afraid we brothers will suffer."

"Look at what you said, you can lose money. The most important thing in this capital is rich people. Don't worry, let's wait for a few more days, and we will definitely find a good buyer."

After the lean man finished speaking, he took out the contents from the basket beside him.

Scar man, take a look, hey, good job!

There is a jar of wine, a large bag of braised beef and a plate of fried peanuts to go with the wine.

"Don't talk about those bad things, come on, let's have a good meal and drink today, and talk about something good."

When Dao Scar saw those things, his eyes straightened, and his eyes closely followed the movements of the lean male Bucai.

"Damn, it smells so good!"

The man with the scar sat upright, grabbed a large piece of beef, drank a large bowl of wine, and said loudly in satisfaction.

"Ah! It's so fucking cool! You have to eat meat like this, and drink in a big bowl!"

The lean man also ate a piece of beef and nodded in agreement.

"Hehe, it would be great if there was a girl here at this time."

After finishing speaking, she narrowed her eyes lewdly, thinking about the affair in the brothel, and licked her lips greedily.

"Isn't it just a girl? After we buy this batch, I will ask that oiran to serve our brothers, hahahaha."

Scar thought of that scene, and laughed to himself after speaking.

"Come! Drink!"

In the dark room, the children lying on the ground casually smelled the smell of meat coming from outside the house, kept swallowing their saliva, and licked their chapped lips.

In the corner, a boy about five years old lowered his head, his eyes were still covered by long messy bangs, his face was calm, if you didn't look at his withered face and tattered clothes, you would think he was a Sitting peacefully in his own room.

The boy lowered his head, listened to the laughter coming from outside the door, raised his eyes and took a deep look, then lowered his eyes again, a drop of sweat slowly slipped from his forehead.

Soon.......

I saw the boy's hand tied behind the hemp rope, holding a small but very sharp stone, cutting the rope with difficulty, and the wrist close to the rope was rubbed red.

At this time, the rope has been cut in half...

Time passed quietly, and the sound of drinking, laughing and cursing gradually disappeared outside the door. In the dark room, only the soft breathing of the sleeping children and the sound of rain coming from the window.

I don't know when it started, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, without any sign of stopping.

The boy looked at the people sleeping next to him, and secretly rejoiced that no one noticed what he was doing thanks to the sound of the rain.

Gently putting the successfully cut rope behind him, the boy moved his stiff body, looked at his hand that was accidentally worn out indifferently, and then walked to the door with light steps.

The two of them drank the wine and were already sound asleep at this time, and they didn't notice the slightest movement in the room.

The room where everyone was held was very dilapidated, and the door was also broken. There was a small hole in it. The man with the scar and the thin man did not repair it because they tied up the people tightly. Now this hole is just in use superior.

Through the hole, the boy confirmed that the two had already fallen asleep, and with his thin body, he easily squeezed in.

The man with the scar and the skinny man have been human teeth for many years, never had any accidents, and because of their disdain for a few weak and weak children, they didn't take too much precautions. But it was placed on the table aside.

The boy has been in the dark since he was locked in the room, and he has long been used to the darkness. Although he can't see in detail at this time, he can still roughly see the things in the room.

Walking gently to the table, he easily got the dagger on it.

At this time, the man with the scar on the bed turned over, mumbling something in his mouth.

The boy's body was stiff and he didn't dare to make more movements. Fortunately, after a while, the man with the scar fell into a deep sleep again.

The boy swallowed softly, looking at the sharp dagger in his hand, with determination in his eyes.

Walking gently to the bed, the boy looked at the two sleeping soundly, but the sweat on his forehead showed his nervousness.

There is only one big bed in this room. At this time, the man with the scar is sleeping on the outside and the thin man is sleeping on the inside.

The boy stood on tiptoe, raised the dagger high, and stabbed the scarred man's neck viciously without the slightest hesitation. He raised the knife and dropped the dagger straight into the scarred man's neck.

In the neck, blood gushed out straight from the scar man's neck, and the bright red blood stained the boy's face.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

The scarred man exclaimed in shock, clutching his bleeding neck, and waved his arms weakly. The boy got close, and was pushed to the ground unexpectedly.

Hearing the wailing of the man with the scar, the thin man quickly got up from the bed, the dark room prevented him from seeing clearly what happened.

However, the terrifying howling, the smell of blood on the tip of his nose, and the wet feeling from his hands all told him that something was wrong.

The man with the scar covered his neck, waved his hands with difficulty, and collapsed on the bed after a while.

"Oh shit!"

The skinny man cursed, quickly got up from the bed, and quickly ran towards the table where the big knife was placed.

Seeing the thin man's movements, the boy hurriedly got up from the ground, stretched out his hand and pulled out the dagger stuck in the scarred man's neck, and then quickly ran towards the thin man.

Although the house was completely dark, the thin man still walked to the table and picked up the big knife by memory, but before he could draw the knife, he felt his left foot was stabbed fiercely by a knife.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

The thin man subconsciously yelled, and kicked the people under his feet away.

The boy stabbed the dagger fiercely into the man's left ankle, and before he could make any other movements, the skinny man kicked him hard.

"Cough cough!!"

The boy was kicked and smashed against the door, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.

Everyone in the inner room was awakened at this time, crying and making noises, and the whole room was extremely noisy.

As if he had never heard of it, the boy looked at the lean man holding a big knife and covering his bloody feet with an angry expression on his face. The dagger had been lost earlier, and the lean man had already kicked him behind him.

The thin, unarmed boy had no chance of winning at this time.

The thin man who was gradually getting used to the darkness looked at the boy who fell on the ground, then at the man with the scar who died on the bed, and shouted:

"Ah!! You bastard! I killed you!!"

The boy hurriedly picked it up from the ground, took the basket at the side and threw it at the lean man, and took advantage of this short moment to run out the door. Unexpectedly, he was chased by the lean man just a few steps away. Another kick hit the ground.

The lean man looked at the man who fell on the ground with fierce eyes, raised the big knife in his hand and slashed fiercely.

Seeing this, the boy quickly moved to the side, narrowly avoiding the knife.

However, there is already a locked fence in front of him, and he has no way to escape!

The boy looked at the thin man who raised the big knife again and crawled backward in fear. He didn't want to die! !

He doesn't want to die! !

He can't die! ! !

The boy's eyes gradually turned red with the desire to survive, and his body was covered with blood, looking like a ghost crawling out of hell!

The lean man was startled, he raised his knife and smashed it down fiercely.

But when the knife was only a little away from the boy, it stopped suddenly.

He looked somewhere ahead, his eyes widened in horror, and then he fell straight backwards.

The red in the boy's eyes gradually faded, and he looked at everything in front of him in shock.

He didn't die?

"Oh, what a mess."

There was a soft voice with a smile behind him.

The boy looked back suspiciously, only to see a person standing behind him at some point.

The man was holding an umbrella, wearing a red brocade dress, his black jade-like long hair was casually tied with a red hair band, his face looked like powder, and his lips looked like lip balm.A red dress made him even more beautiful, like a fairy in the nine heavens.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the blood left on the man's body was mixed with the rain and spread throughout the courtyard.

Holding the umbrella, Fusu stretched out his hand to the blood-spattered boy sitting on the ground, raised the corners of his mouth, and parted his thin lips slightly:

"Would you like to come with me"

The boy looked at the person in front of him in shock, and then at the white hand stretched out in front of him, slightly dazed.

Then he heard himself say

"it is good"

The boy looked at the hand in front of him, and slowly put his own bloody hand into his.

Many years later, the boy who has grown up has forgotten many things, but he will always remember deeply. On that night when it was raining heavily, a young man in red and holding an umbrella stood in front of him and stretched out his hand to ask him

"Would you like to come with me"

Would you like to come with me?Even if the front is full of thorns

Would you like to come with me?Even if the front is full of lies and deceit

Would you like to follow me?even go to hell

If you want, there's no chance to go back on your word

.........

Fusu gently pulled the boy up from the ground, smiled happily, and said:

"Go, go."