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Nine hundred and fortieth chapters good man

"Fuck you." I kicked Guan Xu away in front of me, then pulled Ah Yue and chased her like a flower. Soon, I caught up.

I took Hua Gu'er's hand and said, "Hey, wake up, this is not your master."

Hua Gu'er shook off my hand and looked a little strange: "No, he is my master."

"Can you please wake up?" I scolded: "If you really believe in him, then follow him to death. This will save me from having to fight with you after I clean up my fate."

Master Hua Gu'er looked at Hua Gu'er with a smile: "Xiao Hua, what's wrong? Come with me? Don't you believe it?"

Hua Gu'er held her head, knelt on the ground, and yelled: "Ah"

"Why do you have to tell me, why don't you just let me stay with my master for a while longer?" Hua Gu'er looked pained.

"Are you okay?" I patted Hua Gu'er on the shoulder.

Hua Gu'er suddenly stood up coldly and nodded: "It's okay."

Then he looked at his master and said, "Go away. Although you are fake, I am very grateful to you for letting me see my master again."

Hua Gu'er Peifu looked at Hua Gu'er with a smile, nodded, and then disappeared.

"What a powerful illusion." Hua Gu'er sighed.

"Is your master very important to you?" I asked curiously.

Hua Gu'er has always been a mysterious existence for those of us in the Yin and Yang Circle. No one knows what he looks like, and no one knows his past story, so I am very curious.

"I have been an orphan since I was a child, and I was raised by my master. Without my master, there would be no me." Hua Gu'er looked down at his hands.

Old Shanghai, a cold night.

A child in rags, who looked to be only five or six years old, was squatting on the bridge, holding himself with his hands, trying to keep himself warm.

The child has been an orphan since he was a child. He has no name and lives in the trash can every day, rummaging through sour buns and rotten vegetables.

The child was so cold that he was confused and very hungry.

This year's winter was colder than previous years. He didn't know if he could survive this winter. In the past few days, he had seen several children who usually rummaged through the trash cans in the alley with him for food to freeze to death.

After freezing to death, people will just sweep them out of the city like garbage.

Just when the child was about to faint, suddenly, a steamed bun fell on the ground in front of him.

The child's eyes were shining, he picked up the steamed bun, and ate it hungrily, regardless of whether it was for him or not.

After eating, the child looked up and saw a kind middle-aged man standing in front of him. The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "Are you cold?"

The child nodded.

"hungry?"

The child nodded again.

"Follow me. From now on, you will never go hungry again." The middle-aged man touched the child's head and took the child away.

A middle-aged man named Wang Zheng was the leader of a Shanghai opera troupe. After he brought the child back to the troupe, he named Hua Gu'er because the child had no name, and then began to teach Hua Gu'er to sing.

Hua Gu'er didn't want to go hungry like before, so he studied opera very hard. He was weirder than other children in the troupe. Wang Zheng also liked Hua Gu'er more and more.

Then Wang Zheng taught Hua Gu'er his family's unique skill in disguise.

Wang Zheng's theater business became more and more prosperous because of Hua Gu'er, and Hua Gu'er became more and more famous. Many heads of other theater troupes fell in love with Hua Gu'er and wanted to poach him.

The saying that an actor is ruthless cannot be applied to Hua Gu'er. He will not leave even if he is beaten to death.

One night, a fire broke out in the place where their troupe lived, and Wang Zheng woke him up immediately.

Hua Gu'er asked Wang Zheng to escape with her, but Wang Zheng shook his head and said: "Xiao Hua, you run away first. Many people are still sleeping. I can't leave them behind. Remember, if I die, you will join our troupe."

Leader, lead them to live a good life."

Hua Gu'er ran out of the fire. Looking at Wang Zheng inside the fire, who kept running around telling people to run away, she felt sad.

In the end, most of the troupe ran out, but Wang Zheng died in the fire. Hua Guer watched Wang Zheng die in the fire with her own eyes.

Later, Hua Gu'er called on the people who had run away to rebuild the troupe, but other troupes took the opportunity to come in and poach a large number of people. Except for Hua Gu'er, everyone else ran to other troupes.

Hua Gu'er didn't understand that Wang Zheng had worked so hard to rescue these people, but in the face of profit, these people abandoned the troupe.

In the end, Hua Guer concealed his name and began to investigate the theater troupes that set the fire. Five theater troupes were found, or in other words, other theater troupes were involved in the arson.

Hua Gu'er found some secret skills and began to learn what others saw as heresy. He wanted to take revenge.

Finally, he succeeded. It took him five years to kill these five troupes, a total of 1,500 people.

This matter was only revealed after the deaths of these troupe members. The Baidao people in Shanghai were all looking for Hua Gu'er, but no one could find him.

This incident slowly disappeared in the long history of Shanghai.

I listened in a daze as Hua Gu'er finished telling her story. Not to mention how surprised I was. This guy was so perseverant. Even when he ran out of the fire, he was just an ordinary person. He didn't have any special skills at most.

It's terrifying to think that he killed more than a thousand people in five years.

"If it were you, you would kill them too." Hua Gu'er gritted his teeth and said, "At first, what I wanted was to take revenge on the world."

"At the beginning, those indifferent people refused to give me a steamed bun even after I begged. However, my master saved the lives of those people, but in the end, they did not know how to be grateful and left instead." Hua Gu'er took a deep breath and said.

"Then you are still helping us prevent our destiny? Shouldn't you prefer that the world becomes chaotic?" I asked strangely.

Hua Gu'er shook his head: "Wrong, I realized that I was wrong only recently. I took some time and went to the underworld. The master has been reincarnated, but he left a letter saying that he left it for me.

The letter told me that the master knew that those people would leave the troupe after his death, but he still went to save them."

"Just like when he saw me on the roadside, I was just an insignificant wandering child, but he still saved me. He has felt that people in the world have begun to pursue profits more and have gradually abandoned benevolence and righteousness." Hua Gu.

My son looked at me and said, "Benevolence and righteousness, if I don't help Master continue this spirit, then the words benevolence and righteousness will really disappear in the world."

"You think so far." I smiled and said, "I just want to live a better life."

"You won't understand these truths. Every time I go online and see passers-by who dare not help old people when they see them fall, I feel very uncomfortable." Hua Gu'er said: "It's not that these people have no sympathy, but that they don't have sympathy.

That old man can blackmail you."

"But occasionally I meet people who come up to help me. It's not that they are stupid, but that they have benevolence and righteousness in their hearts." Hua Gu'er said firmly: "I have to do things that others don't want to do, and I have to tell others.

There are still good people in the world."


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