I don't know how long it has passed, Su Ming slowly opened his eyes, his eyelids fighting, his whole body was soft and without any strength, like a fish that was shocked by electric shock, lying weakly on the chair, and his strength was gone for a moment of movement.

It seems that he experienced the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.

It seemed like he was ravaged by ten beauties in turn, without a drop left, completely drained.

Wuhu!

Su Ming was panting, feeling his numb body, waving his arms with difficulty, and a little bit of strength was reviving in the vastness, and his fingers were slowly moving.

Legs, feet, arms, etc. gradually gained a moment of consciousness.

He came alive again, and his arms had a little strength.

After a while, I stood up with difficulty, moved my arms, legs, and neck. My stiff body became softer and more energetic.

Wuhu, I am alive again.

Su Ming stood up with difficulty, then sat on the chair again, his hands and feet still became weak and still unable to stand.

I can only sit in a difficult position.

Observing the surroundings of the temple, the temple seemed to have become smaller.

The chairs on both sides of the temple have been reduced countless times, and the chairs are 1.5 meters high.

Not only the chairs on both sides, but the top of the hall above the head has also become much shorter.

The top of the hall just now seemed to be several thousand meters high, and Mount Tai was not as tall as it; but now it is much lower, only less than ten meters high.

Looking at the gate of the temple again, the once 100-meter-high Divine Gate turned into more than two meters high.

"What is this place, how can I go back!"

Su Ming thought, subconsciously wanted to go back.

Then, my eyes became dim, and with the dithering of the sky, time and space became different.

Su Ming opened his eyes again. The dilapidated house was pitch black and there were several dilapidated furniture. The table seemed to be falling apart at any time. One of the legs of the sleeping big bed was broken and he directly used a brick to pad it as the legs of the bed.

Under the bed, there were a pile of worn-out clothes, half a bag of black flour, half a bag of potatoes, a small can of salt, and half a pound of marinated meat.

On the side of the bed was a four-year-old brother.

My younger brother is only four years old, but he has no father or mother.

"Brother..."

Su Ming looked at the stupid Ou Doudou and thought of his previous life.

In his previous life, he had only children, no younger brother or younger sister.

I thought of the fog and the temple.

"Enter!"

Su Ming thought about it, and his eyes suddenly turned dark and disappeared.

Opening his eyes again, he had already appeared in the hall.

"go back!"

I was muttering in my heart again, disappearing from the temple.

Back in the dilapidated houses, the world remains the same and everything remains.

Su Ming's head hurts, as if it's acupuncture. He can't help but sweat all over his body, causing continuous pain. It took him a long time to return.

It was concluded that the soul body or a trace of soul entered the temple.

Every time you enter the temple, you need to lose your soul power.

If you enter more often, you will have a headache.

The temple can only allow the soul to enter, but objects in reality cannot enter.

As for other functions, it is unknown for now.

Huh!

Su Ming was gasping for a long time before his spirits came to his senses.

Suddenly, my ears moved slightly and I heard footsteps coming from the door. The footsteps were very slow, like a raccoon cat.

But Su Ming felt it, got up from the bed and took a kitchen knife.

Walked to the door quietly.

It could be a thief, or it could be a... a murderer.

Dada.

The sound of footsteps approaching.

Su Ming held the right hand of the kitchen knife, and became more stable.

In slums, public security is very chaotic, and cases of stealing, robbery, rape, murder and other cases often occur.

Don't be surprised if you hear someone's home is stolen.

It would be the most normal thing to hear that someone died in the middle of the night.

No one was paying attention to it.

Police will not show up in slums.

The police will protect the interests of the rich, not the poor.

Dad died, mom ran away with someone, leaving only a ten-year-old child and a four-year-old child.

Two children can be bullied.

If it is slandered in the middle of the night, one person will be killed by each child, and the two children will be scavenged, and more than one hundred copper coins will be plundered.

What an affordable deal!

The door was gently pushed open, and a black shadow was about to come in.

At this moment, Su Ming stepped forward, handed the kitchen knife in his right hand directly over and wiped it towards the black shadow's neck. It was simple and direct, simple and fast. It was obviously just the first time to make a move, but it seemed like he had practiced thousands of times, so proficient that he could not be proficient, simple and fast.

He is just a ten-year-old child, and his strength is not as strong as an adult. If he fights with an adult, he will definitely be knocked to the ground and then strangled to death.

The kitchen knife is clumsy and the blade is not sharp at all.

Even if a kitchen knife is slashed on a person, it may not even be able to break the skin.

Thorn!

Seeing the moment around his neck, Su Ming subconsciously stroking the kitchen knife.

Puff!

It was like a fountain surging, and blood was opened.

"Little beast!"

The black shadow cursed and grabbed it with both hands.

But Su Ming dodged to the left.

The black shadow rushed into the room and made the final struggle, but after a few struggles, he fell to the ground.

There was another person outside the door. He was shocked when he looked at his fallen companion and couldn't help but be stunned.

In the moment of being stunned, a kitchen knife was thrown out and slashed at his head.

The man subconsciously dodged, and the kitchen knife slashed and slashed on his shoulder.

Before I could think about anything else, a thin boy, about 1.3 meters tall, appeared, holding a dagger in his hand and stabbed it into his chest.

The man dodged, but the boy was very fast.

Puff!

The dagger was inserted into the man's heart.

"Little beast..."

The man struggled and rushed towards Su Ming. With the huge impact, Su Ming fell to the ground and pinched Su Ming's neck with his right hand, and a suffocation suddenly came.

Su Ming pinched the man's right hand hard.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the man's right wrist broke.

Ahhh!

The adult man struggled and shouted.

Su Ming punched the adult man in the chest. The adult man flew out, spitting blood foam in his mouth, and he was about to get up as he struggled, but his strength became smaller and smaller, and he finally lost his breath.

Cough cough cough!

Su Ming coughed and stood up.

Picking up the dagger and the kitchen knife, looking calm.

Killing a chicken or a fish in the previous life was all about crime and feeling uncomfortable; but killing two people tonight was neither dizzy nor nauseous nor wanted to vomit, but the heart beat faster and the expression was very calm.

It seems as if everything is taken for granted.

The heartbeat speed gradually became normal.

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Chapter completed!