Li Yuan had scolded him enough and was a little tired. His emotional ups and downs were not conducive to his ability, so he had to force himself to calm down.

Another child was beaten with a stick after taking the food.

The child didn't hide so quickly, and was hit by a stick.

The blood suddenly flowed, but even so, he shook his hands and didn't sprinkle the food.

The man outside laughed wildly: "Don't you know how to say thank you? Sure enough, Xiao Zazi is just uneducated! Bah!"

The child knelt on the ground, his thin shoulders kept shaking, and his lips were trembling, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, sir."

"Hahahaha, that's right. We raise the waste that you guys hate. We let you come to this world and thank us."

"It's cold and I'll give you food. It's bad luck. If it weren't for us, you would have starved to death here, would you know?"

"Bibi other people's children, you have been buried long ago. You are the lucky little bastards in the world. You kowtow to us every day and thank us for it. You dare to waste our time slowly. Do you believe it if you slap it to death?"

Li Yuan's emotions that had finally suppressed him surged up again.

He has never seen it before! Such a disgusting past!

"These children don't seem to feel sad?" They were afraid in their eyes, because they were hurt because they were beaten, but they were not sad or resentful.

Li Yuan couldn't figure it out.

Logically speaking, if a normal person is treated like this, how can he not find any resentful person among the hundreds of people?

Yin Nian lowered her head.

"Because I don't understand, I'm too young, I only know how to hurt, but I don't know how to hate."

"Because no one taught them."

Li Yuan couldn't see her expression clearly, but felt that Yin Nian at this moment seemed inexplicably trying to stay away.

“What if this was the day that happened to you from birth?”

Li Yuan was shocked.

I saw a group of people coming over from outside.

The group of people were holding newborn babies in swaddling clothes.

After passing the prison where hundreds of children were imprisoned, he came to another slightly better place not far away.

The head is not locked there.

Instead, there are a group of wet nurses here.

When the wet nurse saw that there were children coming again, she was immediately unhappy. "We all have almost ten children with us!"

"Why are you still adding it?"

As for care, it is obvious that they didn't take much care of either.

Those children urinated, but no one cared about it. Whether the clothes were dry or wet, it might take a whole day before someone pinched their noses and replaced them with new ones. It can be seen from the fingerprints on their bodies.

Some of them are newborn, and some of them can crawl, shaking, and bleeding from their bodies when they crawl. They are stuck on the ground and no one cares about them.

The men looked at the complaining wet nurse unhappily, and their voices were cold: "Ten? Not ten? Isn't the ten carefully cared for? Do you really think we don't know how you took care of them?"

"No matter how you take care of them, you cannot raise them until the Empress baptizes them. Every child is a precious child."

"When you usually take the magic medicine made by the Empress, it's not like this? Why? Don't you want the medicine anymore?"

Those who said something settled down.

And Yin Nian followed the long walkway.

I found out that the newborn was a wave.

After two years old, I arrived at the cell just now.

Go deeper.

She was about to walk forward.

The scene in front of me changed overwhelmingly.

The children's tortures day after day were quickly brushing through her eyes like turning the pages, so fast that it seemed that these sufferings were not worth mentioning.

Because there are even more unacceptable things to come later.

It is those children who learn calligraphy every day that seem to have grown a little taller.

The days of these children's 'calm' were stopped on a sunny day.

They were dragged into a dark and clean room and were filled with slurry of unknown things.

Yin Nian guessed that it should be some slurry of insect eggs. At that time, she drank the clear liquid of the king eggs, but it did not mean that the clear liquid of other insect eggs was not good.

Sure enough, they quickly twitched and struggled.

Something else should be added to this thing, which will work faster than Yin Nianmang's eating, and part of their bodies has become the shape of a worm body.

The wounds of all sizes on the body are healing strangely.

Yin Nian heard laughter again. The people ignored their painful figures and saw that a few children were transformed into success, and a few were dragged away without success, while those who succeeded were taken to a larger place.

There were children who were about the same age as them and lived with children older than them.

But all of these children were missing hands and had broken hands, and they looked at the gray-black ceiling with bandages and eyes blankly.

A thick chopping board was placed in the middle, and the chopping board was covered with minced meat and the plasma was painted layer after layer, and Li Yuan didn't even say anything to scold him.

The surroundings were dead silent.

A sound of dingling suddenly came from outside.

Only through a window in the underground prison, Yin Nian saw through the window that the children outside who were both focused on the Three Character Classic of Spiritual Mechanics in the snow and ice had grown up. They had a firm face and were full of confidence when they walked, stepping on the Shattered Sun, holding a book in their left hand and holding a magic weapon in their right hand.

And inside this window.

They screamed and were pressed on the smelly chopping board.

They struggled with their hands, and those hands quietly wrote in every inconspicuous corner deep in the ground that they only learned, that people are good at nature.

"Hmm, yes, I'll get used to it in the future. Damn little bastard dares to kick me!"

As he said that, he cut one leg down.

The screams suddenly became harsh.

Li Yuan couldn't help but want to turn around.

But Yin Nian held it down.

Another man was still cursing: "You can do it, don't kill people. I said that cutting fingers, nails, and ears can easily grow back. Although the insects recover quickly after they are transformed, you can't eat them into a fat man in one breath, right? You have to cut them one by one."

"I understand, I'll just teach you a little lesson. Don't worry, if you can't die, you'll become a monster. Haha, can you die?"

The scene in front of me became fickle again.

It’s Li Yuan that he can’t hold on anymore.

Yin Nian pressed his shoulder with one hand, and he didn't dare to stop, and time kept moving forward.

And it's really just as they said.

They are constantly taken away and regenerated quickly.

Half a year later, the school moved to another place.

They were very disappointed.

It is said that the enlightenment class is gone.

They think that's their enlightenment lesson.

A feeling of disgusting overwhelmingly surged up, and I held Yin Nian tightly.

"I can't hold on anymore. This is the first time I've seen such... so disgusting..." He was about to vomit.

Yin Nian had no expression on her face, and the greenness of her eyes could not be suppressed. Her left half of her hand had slowly turned into the shape of an insect limb.

She said: "This is not the first time I have seen it."

Li Yuan subconsciously turned around: "What?"

Once again, she saw her own suffering in others.

All the tragedies and sufferings in this world seem to be exactly the same, and we always remind her of the misfortune she was born with.

She turned her head and was completely wormed.

Li Yuan was shocked and felt an out of control murderous aura from Yin Nian.

The scene in front of him was also frightened by this and jumped directly to the day when the children were most impressed.

Bang!

The window suddenly broke.

The guards outside exclaimed.
To be continued...