The image of his father, who was as harmless as the old man next door, made Yamada Junichiro extremely suspicious of the theory that he had always believed in the son of a god.
This kind of doubt is far more terrifying than the collapse of faith, but also includes the collapse of self-identity and doubts about the meaning of life.
For seventeen years, he has always believed that his father is a god, and he has always regarded himself as the son of a god.
In the past seventeen years, he has done nothing but one thing, which is to practice Eastern Secret Junin, the art of becoming a god.
But if my father is not a god, what is the point of this useless ninjutsu that he endured hunger, pain, fear, etc.?
What's the point of all the time he's wasting?
Yamada Junichiro was a boy at heart. With such doubts, he questioned the man called father, asking him whether he was a god and whether he was deceiving himself.
But he never expected that this man would reveal his ferocious fangs at this moment, revealing his devilish true face!
My father had many apprentices. Some of his apprentices were from Zhe Peng and some from Hong Kong. None of them looked like good people, but they were all good at fighting.
They restrained Junichiro, beat him violently, knocked him to the ground, and then pulled his mother.
The father asked the mother with a ferocious face, why did he raise a rebellious son for himself?
The mother panicked and explained, but her father beat her face black and blue in public, and even asked the apprentices to take off her clothes!
Seeing the mother whom I respected and admired the most being laughed at by these people...
Yamada Junichiro howled at the top of his lungs and shed all his blood and tears!
He hurts!
He hates it!
He regrets it!
He didn't understand why, he didn't know what he had done wrong!
Even if he did something wrong, why should his mother bear such punishment for him?
He just hopes to take his injured mother far away from here, spend the rest of his life healing her mother's injuries, protecting her, taking care of her, and never letting anyone bully her again!
But what he didn't expect was that his devilish father didn't intend to let him go, nor did he intend to let his mother go. He tortured his mother crazily and forced Yamada Junichiro to surrender.
"I don't dare anymore, father, I don't dare anymore!" Yamada Junichiro howled in a hoarse voice, kowtowing repeatedly.
He buried his hatred so deeply in his heart that he didn't even dare to show it.
"Then, no matter what I say in the future, what will you do?" the father asked again.
"Yes, father, no matter what you say, I will do it!" Yamada Junichiro kowtowed.
"Will you never question or disobey me again?" said the father.
"Yes, father, I will never!" Junichiro Yamada just wanted to end this nightmare as soon as possible. He didn't know how long his mother could last, but he didn't want his mother to die. He wanted to save her.
When my father heard this, a strange smile appeared on his lips.
This demonic man pointed at his mother, who was like a ball of rotten meat, and issued a demonic instruction: "Then, like a man, go and do to your mother what they just did!"
Yamada Junichiro was shocked, stunned, and couldn't believe his ears at all!
"Father, what did you say?"
"I won't repeat what I said!" his father said coldly, "I want your absolute obedience!"
"No! I won't do this! I will never!" Yamada Junichiro cried, "You devil! I hate you, I hate you!"
"Are you disobeying me again?" The father showed a cruel expression, "Very good! Then I will cut off your mother's flesh piece by piece, so that you can watch this bitch be cut into a skeleton with your own eyes!"
The cruel and vicious words made Junichiro Yamada shudder.
"She is also your wife, why do you treat her like this!" He roared angrily at his father.
"Question me?" My father laughed ferociously, "You just promised me that you would never disobey me or question me again, and now you have made a mistake again! Ichiro, Ichiro, it seems that I must let you receive the punishment you deserve!"
He waved his hand, and an apprentice immediately walked over to his mother.
The man picked up a knife as thin as a cicada's wing and looked at it under the light.
Father's cold voice sounded again: "In ancient China, there was a very cruel punishment used to deal with criminals who dared to disobey the emperor or even betray the emperor. This punishment is called..."
"Lin Jun is a Manchurian. His ancestors were considered executioners and had personally executed criminals. Unfortunately, his grandfather's highest record was seven hundred and sixty-four cuts. But after a lot of practice, Lin Jun has broken his
According to my grandfather’s record, he could make a person die by one thousand four hundred and thirty-eight knives. Mr. Lin, is this number correct?"
Lin Jun grinned: "Master, the woman sent to Kowloon Walled City the day before yesterday, I cut her 1,564 times before she died completely."
"Really?" The father was surprised, but then he looked happy, "Congratulations to you. By the way, the quality of such an innocent soul is very good. It's not wasted, right?"
"It has been sent to the land of Nine Yins." Lin Jun said, "This time we will definitely be able to cultivate a Nine Yin Absolute Ghost."
The father waved his hand: "It will take at least five or six years, don't rush..."
His eyes fell on Junichiro Yamada who looked frightened again, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Ichiro, then just watch your mother turn into pieces of flesh!"
"No, no!" Yamada Junichiro collapsed. He kowtowed frantically until his head was bloody and bloody.
"Please, father! Please let mother go, I will listen to you in everything, and I will never dare to disobey you or question you again!"
The father sneered and pointed at the mother: "Then I will give you another chance, Ichiro, please!"
Yamada Junichiro trembled all over.
Another apprentice came forward, pinched Yamada Junichiro's mouth, and threw a pill into his mouth.
After a while, Yamada Junichiro's eyes turned red and he completely turned into a beast.
He rushed towards his mother.
for a long time.
He and his mother collapsed on the ground like zombies.
His expression was numb, and his eyes were filled with lifeless despair.
The father came forward with a knife and suddenly stabbed the knife into the mother's heart.
This poor woman had no reaction, no scream, no resistance, no struggle.
A tear fell from the corner of her eye, and she fell to the ground and died.
"No, no...Mom!" Junichiro Yamada cried while holding his mother's body.
"I will kill you, I will kill you! You beast, I must kill you!" Yamada Junichiro was completely crazy. He rushed towards his father desperately, but he did not rush in front of his father at all.
Then his father's disciples rushed up and beat him until he fainted.
When Junichiro Yamada woke up again, he found that he was still lying in the place where he was before coma. Only his demon father was in the room, standing with his back to him.
His mother's body was gone, and there were only two bowls left on the ground in front of him.
One bowl contained some bloody meat, and the other bowl contained a bowl full of blood.
But Yamada Junichiro was no longer interested in paying attention to anything. He glared at his father with hatred and gritted his teeth.
"Very good, you are not too stupid to rush to seek death as soon as you wake up." Father said coldly.
"You'd better kill me now, otherwise I will kill you sooner or later!" Yamada Junichiro said word by word.
Father laughed nervously.
He said: "You want to kill me? You are really a traitor... Okay, don't say that I won't give you a chance! Didn't you learn to be a Tome ninjutsu? Prove it to me! If you can do it in forty-nine days,
Come out of that coffin and I'll give you a chance for revenge!" The father pointed to the other corner of the room.
Only then did Su Yi discover that a large hole had appeared in the ground over there, and above the hole hung an iron coffin engraved with runes.
Yamada Junichiro didn't believe his father at all, he still stared at his father with hatred.
He does want revenge, but he wants to die even more.
He felt that he no longer had any meaning in living.
His father looked at him with a sneer on his face: "I didn't expect that my Yamaguchi Tomato bloodline would be a waste! What? You don't want to avenge your mother?"
"I don't know what you want to do!" Yamaguchi Junichiro gritted his teeth, "But I know what you want me to do! Stop dreaming! I will never be used by you, I would rather die!"
Instead of being angry this time, my father smiled and clapped his hands and said, "Very good. It seems that you are not useless. At least you still have some wisdom."
He said calmly: "Then you go and die! When you die, I will torture your mother's soul for forty-nine days, and then beat her to pieces!"
Yamaguchi Junichiro was stunned, and his eyes gradually regained their brightness.
"Mother's soul..." he trembled.
Yamaguchi Junichiro looked at his father.
"For more than seventeen years, the resources I have invested in you cannot be in vain." Father said calmly, "But that's all. Don't think that you can threaten me with death, make me regret, or make me angry. No, if you
After you die, I will use your body to waste, squeeze out the last bit of value, and then forget about you. Don't think that I only have one son, you, and don't think that I only have one woman, your mother."
"I give you a chance just because I want to see success. As for who succeeds, it doesn't matter to me. But if this person is you, then congratulations, you are qualified to make a condition with me.
This condition can be your mother's soul..."
"I'll go!" Junichiro Yamada looked at the coffin.
He has one more reason to live.
The reason is not hatred, but his mother.
A creepy smile appeared on his father's face. He pointed to the bowl in front of Junichiro Yamada and said: "If you don't eat or drink, you will never last forty-nine days. This is prepared for you..."
After a while, Yamada Junichiro's face was covered with blood, but his expression was surprisingly calm. He looked at his father and asked: "Can I go in?"
The devil finally showed a satisfied smile on his face.
"Of course my son," he said, "you can go in any time, go ahead and create your miracle!"
When Junichiro Yamada walked into the coffin, the coffin lowered, the floor was sealed again, and he fell into absolute darkness.
This darkness makes him friendly and warm.
Because for so many years, darkness has always been with him.
Although he couldn't enjoy the darkness and loneliness, he thought of his mother every time in the darkness.
He knows that every time he goes out, he can always see his mother's bright smile.
His mother's gentle voice seemed to ring in his ears again: "Ichiro, you are awesome, my mother is proud of you."
Am I still your pride? Mom?
Yes I am!
I must be!
Even if there is only a little hope, I will never give up hope.
I want to protect you, protect your soul, Mom!
Even Yamaguchi Tomokazu could not have imagined that what kept his son going was not hatred, but hope and love.
This is completely different from Yamaguchi Chia's original intention.
He did such inhumane and heinous things just to inspire his son's hatred, so that his son could persevere in the hatred and become a photographer.
But what he didn't expect was that although Yamaguchi Junichiro had hatred, hatred was not important in his mind.