Bai Ya stared at him, holding the broken blade tightly in his hand. Even if he put even pressure on it with his palm, it would pierce the skin. He could understand what this surname meant, but he could not understand Mahuluo.
Obviously, others didn't understand Jia's last words. They hoped that the monster would realize that ordinary humans could not hear its inner voice.
But it was not in a hurry to explain. It stretched out its right hand and scratched the back of the hand marked with the family pattern with three sharp nails. Qi Huan screamed, and three bloody marks covered the indelible lines. In front of
In the face of several people, it stubbornly emerged from the wound countless times like a stone falling from water. Moreover, the scratches recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Mahuluojia moved his blood-stained hand to his eyes, and stared at the blood droplets with his three eyes on one side. He blew it gently, and the blood droplets turned into tiny flakes of fire and dispersed in the wind.
"You and..." Qi Huan struggled wildly to shake off its hand, but couldn't do it. He shouted loudly, "What is the relationship between you and this family pattern!"
"Hiss...haven't you heard of it?" it asked knowingly, "You may have forgotten that when you were a child, there was a legend in the Wanqi family. Your ancestor, Kaimen, was the reincarnation of the three-legged Golden Crow, traveling in all directions, blessing all living beings. The descendants.
We owe all our blessings to his old man. Later, every three generations, a child in our family would be born.
At that time, there was a special birthmark somewhere on the body, and a strong spiritual power that was born with it... Your family uses this mark as a family crest. Those children, male or female, will have their birthmarks formed after they turn one year old.
, revealing the appearance of a three-legged golden crow. Then, they will be trained as family heads. It is not a problem for this blessing to last for thousands of years..."
But people's hearts are evil.
It is said that children are more valuable than their mothers. Whoever gives birth to the future head of the family will suddenly become the main wife. After a certain generation of children with birthmarks were born, a concubine who was also ten months pregnant was jealous. Why was he born two days apart?
, but my own children
Clean? She had planned that if two children were born on the same day and her children had no birthmarks, she would have the children secretly replaced, but it was too late. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and in the end she became jealous.
The child was strangled to death.
From that day on, their long relationship ended.
No more children were born with family crests. Even if anyone had a birthmark, they would never look like a three-legged golden crow. From generation to generation, the reputation and money accumulated by the ancestors were gradually worn away. They were immersed in the prosperity of history all day long.
Among them, every generation turns a blind eye to the present. For the sake of pure blood, it is common for relatives to visit each other and get married, which also makes them
They became more and more paranoid and irritable, and many of their children were even unhealthy. It can be said that it is a miracle that Qi Huan is so healthy and complete at the moment - perhaps also affected by the family pattern. Finally, it was his father's generation. His parents,
He has long been completely dominated by the pursuit of profit. His father has been traveling around in his early years, spending almost everything for the so-called "family rejuvenation".
Even if you visit the evil god.
"Your father... came to the Nine Heavens Kingdom more than thirty years ago." It stated hoarsely, with a synchronized mockery that came from nowhere, "He and his caravan passed by the mountain forest where I live...
...I peeped into his dream, and he dreamed of having a son with a family crest...I made a deal with him and sacrificed the souls of everyone else. Later, there was you..."
Tiny sounds emerged from the surroundings, gradually becoming clearer. The sky darkened, as if a bloody storm was passing through, and killings continued all over the sky. But none of them were warriors... Those were ordinary people, ordinary people doing business. Those silhouettes
Killing each other, they belong to the same caravan. Some hidden conflicts are intensified at this moment. Each of them can find a reason to attack the person they hate.
These reasons flowed into everyone's mind intermittently: from being greedy for a friend's petty profit to having an affair with the other person's wife. For some reason, all the conflicts broke out together on this not-so-special day.
.The blade repeatedly went in and out of the fragile flesh, the hoe left holes in one skull after another, and the flying flesh and blood was scattered in every corner, dyeing everything in sight red.
Maharaja's voice lingered in the air.
"They... probably think they are dreaming, right? Doing whatever they want in a dream is not considered a crime."
And in this ridiculous melee, the quiet man, in addition to the corpses on the ground who could not resist, there was also a living person leaning on the tree stump. He silently closed his eyes, breathed evenly, and slept soundly, as if everything that happened at the moment was nothing.
A world that does not belong to him.
Qi Huan's eyes widened. At that moment, all the pain in his body was driven away by shock.
father……?
"He survived, and he was the only one who survived." The python god's voice was erratic, reflecting his scattered thoughts, "Then he went back pretending that nothing happened... Even your mother never told you. She just said,
He worshiped a foreign god..."
The python god responded to his wish.
I want to have an heir born with a family crest.
That's all.
Whether it is an honor given or a curse cast down. How to define it is unknown in the eyes of the evil god.
It only knows...
"Your father seems to have forgotten about fulfilling his wish." It pretended to be gentle, and its voice suddenly became sharp, "I clearly reminded him in his dream, how could he turn a deaf ear? This is not a difficult thing, right? Your ancestors
, you have done it often, haven’t you? Stealing people’s money, dominating their wives and daughters, using all kinds of conspiracies and intrigues, it’s all a trivial matter; using people to test medicines, cooking monsters into cooking, dissecting living animals, and sacrificing them alive to evil gods... you
We are so eager to make some achievements somewhere. Do you think I am the only god that the Wanqi family turns to for help? Do you think that your parents, who dare to turn to the evil god for help, would not have so much fame and property to spend on it?
Can't you make the same thing with your squandering? Think about that bowl of soup when you were sixteen years old. Have you ever been like Priest Chu, who never had the opportunity to taste such a precious delicacy in this life? "
The familiar feeling of nausea arose again.
It let go of its hand, and Qi Huan knelt on the ground and suddenly vomited. He couldn't see clearly, but he kept putting his fingers into his mouth and digging at his throat. His internal organs seemed to be scratching and burning.
The ground hurt, and his throat felt extremely itchy. He finally vomited it out,
But he vomited something scarlet. In his blurry vision, he vaguely saw a few white fingers and a round eye staring at him. He panicked, forced himself to calm down, and then discovered those
The fingers have become several bones that are difficult to identify. And the other one is not an eyeball either...
It's a wrench carved in stone.
He didn't eat anything solid, and he remembered it very clearly. So all of this was just the part that Maharaja extracted from his memory that frightened him the most. The more he was afraid of something, the more he would recall it.
. He knew that he could no longer think about it, otherwise he would only reveal more flaws and fall into a more sinister trap woven by the evil god. In the end, like those people, he would become insane, unable to distinguish between reality and reality, so much so that he would treat the friends who accompany him day and night.
Draw your sword and face each other.
But how can one not think about something - by thinking about it?
Qi Huan suddenly wanted to laugh, but his throat was a little sore and he couldn't laugh out loud. It's ironic, think about it, they were still condemning Yan Yan for burning down the pharmaceutical factory before! The incense god used human corpses to refine such a
Such incense and medicine, didn’t any of the generations of ancestors who lost their son have done these things? In order to support him with fine clothes and food, his parents also used corpses in exchange for money. Sometimes, there were certain items on the black market.
of
People who die through methods or medicines save process costs, which is more expensive than living people. And the absurd class established by the bird god, isn't it also a drama of bullying and humiliation with power all day long in human beings? Cannibalism
There doesn't seem to be much difference between monsters and people who eat monsters. How many of the weird and expensive supplements he took when he was a child are serious things?
He doesn't know.
The farce of the caravan that Qi Huan's father participated in finally came to an end. What emerged in everyone's eyes was a little child. He had a face similar to that of the middle-aged man just now, but he was more immature and more youthful.
Innocence. Pages full of tragedy, scenes from the past that should have been forgotten, flashed in front of everyone.
"I haven't seen Ah Xing for a while..."
"She went back to her hometown." said an elder brother who looked slightly similar to him. "He said that my mother was seriously ill and went back to her hometown to visit relatives, so she let her go. Even though there was a shortage of people, my mother still gave her a lot of money.
.I just promised to come back in a month, but there’s no sign of her yet. I’m afraid she won’t come.”
Really?
Wan Qihuan, who is in his teens, can finally understand some things and understand some words.
"If you break the family rules, you should be punished according to the family law!"
Wan Qihuan and his two sisters just happened to pass by. Like them, he watched numbly as a servant was dragged to the backyard. My mother stuck her head out of the front window. After scolding them, she suddenly changed her face and started laughing.
.She stretched out her hand and asked them to come and eat the newly picked grapes. That person must be because
Did he eat the fruit secretly? But even Wan Qihuan, as the "eldest son", doesn't know what the family rules are. Most of the family laws and rules are carried in the hearts of his parents. How should he be dealt with? Wan Qihuan also doesn't know.
He didn't show any concern. Which handyman was he? Just hire another one.
From the yard in the distance came the man's hoarse begging and the girl's hysterical cry. Oh, it was him... His daughter seemed to be playing shuttlecock with him yesterday.
"These are grown in the desert!" My mother didn't hear what she said and pointed to the peeled grapes on the plate. They were as crystal clear as jewels. "Have a try. They are very sweet. Alas, Lao Fan has been working here for all these years.
, but I am craving for such a fruit today."
"His hands are quite clean, aren't they?" a sister said, "The girl must have wanted to eat them."
"It's not in his mouth, so there's no need to slap his mouth." Another sister said, pulling the plate in front of him, "Why doesn't Xiao Huan eat? What are you doing so stupidly?"
After a while, the noise suddenly stopped. The sister put the grapes with the seeds removed to Wan Qihuan's mouth. The little boy, who was still caring, opened his mouth and ate the fruit that he had tried his best to raise in this water-scarce land.
.
They are plump and sweet. Just take a bite and all worries disappear.
