Chapter 001 Time Traveling, 4 Walls of Discipleship
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Yan Ruo You Ya
"Kill him, damn monster, kill him..."
"Don't hit my father, stop it, don't hit my father..."
"Wow... Daddy..."
"Ha ha……"
On the weedy field in the countryside, a group of half-sized teenagers punched and kicked around a dilapidated figure. Next to them were two dark and small children who were only about three or four years old, crying and pulling those people, but they just waved Their small bodies were pushed half a meter away, they were like mantises, the teenagers shouted while beating, their punches and kicks landed firmly on the gray and thin bodies.
"Well……"
The painful groans were almost submerged in the yelling of the teenagers. Before Ling Jingxuan had time to open his eyes, there was a piercing pain all over his body. His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and dense memories that did not belong to him crazily drilled into his mind. Li, his head was about to explode.
"My mother said he was a monster, beat him to death..."
"kill him……"
"My father is not a monster, you guys go away, don't hit my father..."
The two little boys kept being pushed down, got up again and then limped and rushed over. One of the little boys kept yelling and defending, but the teenagers who fell into madness were his thin and thin body. Can you resist it?The more painful they are, the more violent they are, as if kicking people to death.
No one noticed that Ling Jingxuan's eyes darkened when he was besieged, and his right hand grabbed the ankle of one of the teenagers as fast as lightning.
"bump!"
"Oh my mother..."
The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground suddenly resounded, accompanied by the boy's sharp screams, the others backed away in fright, and the little boy who was pulling them also stopped crying and looked at the boy who fell on the ground foolishly. The boy's left foot was tightly grasped by a black hand, and looking along the hand, its owner was the man who was surrounded and beaten by them earlier.
"You damn demon..."
"Don't move, or I'll cut your neck off!"
The fallen boy reacted slowly, and his other foot was about to kick Ling Jingxuan's thin and thin body. No one noticed how he moved, and everyone felt a blur in front of them. He grabbed a piece of sharp rubble in his hand and pressed it tightly against the boy's neck. The flesh sunken in showed nakedly that as long as he exerted a little more force, the boy's aorta would burst.
"You, you...what are you doing?"
Those slender red phoenix eyes swept away the usual turbidity, reflecting a terrifying and cold murderous aura. After all, he was a half-grown boy. Seeing this situation, he was so frightened that he trembled all over, and he couldn't speak fluently. He didn't see the previous crazy violence at all. look like.
"Um……"
Ling Jingxuan wanted to answer him, but his head hurt like it was going to explode at any moment, and the rubble on the young man's neck gradually relaxed. The messy memories in his mind told him that he should have encountered the legendary time travel, as for He said that he still has no way to figure out which dynasty and generation he traveled to, and what the current situation is.
"Daddy?"
The dark and small boy hugged a child about his size, the only bright eyes staring at him, Ling Jingxuan looked at him with a frown, and a few fragments flashed through his mind, it seemed that the two could see each other at a glance. The malnourished, emaciated little bun is his son Ling Wen Ling Wu?Day, do you want to be so cheating?This body is less than 20 years old, right?
"Um……"
It hurt even more when he moved his head, Ling Jingxuan had to let go of the kidnapped boy and the messy complaints in his heart, and held his head in pain with both hands.
"You damn monster, wait for me. I'll go home and ask my mother to clean you up. Just wait..."
The freed boy pushed him away violently, and while running away with the others, he did not forget to say harsh words. After a while, only Ling Jingxuan, who was holding his head and moaning in pain, and two emaciated little buns were left in the open space. up.
"Father, are you not stupid?"
Holding his brother two steps closer, Ling Wen asked tentatively, his tone could not conceal his excitement and fear, but Ling Wu, who was nestled in his arms, had a touch of hope in his eyes, and the two brothers paid attention to their father together.
"..."
"bump!"
"Daddy!"
Before Ling Jingxuan could open his mouth, he rolled his eyes and passed out. Before he fell down, he vaguely saw two little buns rushing towards him excitedly, and he couldn't help showing an ugly smile on his scarred cheeks.
In the dimly lit thatched hut, Ling Jingxuan was lying on a wooden bed as pale as paper with a layer of dusty rags wrapped around his head. The cracked earthen walls around him let in cool breeze from time to time, facing the earthen bed of the wooden bed. There is a small boxy window on the top of the wall. Two dilapidated window edges hang obliquely on it, and they may fall down at any time. There is basically nothing in the house except for a big wooden box at the end of the bed. One word, poor, no. Generally poor!
"Brother, Dad has been in a coma for several days, when will he wake up?"
"The doctor said that you will wake up soon after the fever subsides. I'll go and have a look first."
"Well, brother, I want to be with you."
The half-hidden wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and the two little buns walked in one after the other holding hands, one of the little buns stretched out his hand to touch Ling Jingxuan's forehead, then touched himself, then bowed his head. He said: "It's not hot anymore, you stay here and watch over Daddy, I'll go and heat up the black batter made with milk at noon, Daddy will be hungry when he wakes up later."
"Brother, I'm hungry too..."
Ling Wu nodded obediently, and touched his belly cutely with small hands like chicken feet. Ling Wen smiled and nodded: "Well, Xiao Wu, be good, you can eat soon."
After all, the little boy went out, Ling Wu looked back at his father lying on the bed, ran over to help him pull the torn quilt around his waist, and then turned around and picked up a small bench with a missing leg Sit down obediently.
Ling Jingxuan on the bed slowly opened his eyes. He woke up when the two little buns opened the door. Compared with the chaos a few days ago, now he has almost sorted out the basic condition of this body. The two little buns really It was his sons, twins, who would be five years old at the end of the year, although they were thin and small, they looked like three or four at most.
Thinking of this, Ling Jingxuan turned his head and looked around, and sighed fiercely in his heart, the house was completely empty, and with two fried steamed buns, would you dare to make a fool of yourself in this life?What's even more frightening is that the two little buns seemed to be born by him, and because of this, everyone in the village said he was a monster, otherwise how could a man have children?
On weekdays, the adults are better, the worst is to point and point at him, those half-sized children often bully him in groups, beating and scolding him to death just like the day he just passed through, thanks to him resisting the beating , to be beaten to death after five years, this is also considered a different kind of awesome, isn't it?
"Don't hit my father, stop it, don't hit my father..."
"Wow... Daddy..."
"Ha ha……"
On the weedy field in the countryside, a group of half-sized teenagers punched and kicked around a dilapidated figure. Next to them were two dark and small children who were only about three or four years old, crying and pulling those people, but they just waved Their small bodies were pushed half a meter away, they were like mantises, the teenagers shouted while beating, their punches and kicks landed firmly on the gray and thin bodies.
"Well……"
The painful groans were almost submerged in the yelling of the teenagers. Before Ling Jingxuan had time to open his eyes, there was a piercing pain all over his body. His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and dense memories that did not belong to him crazily drilled into his mind. Li, his head was about to explode.
"My mother said he was a monster, beat him to death..."
"kill him……"
"My father is not a monster, you guys go away, don't hit my father..."
The two little boys kept being pushed down, got up again and then limped and rushed over. One of the little boys kept yelling and defending, but the teenagers who fell into madness were his thin and thin body. Can you resist it?The more painful they are, the more violent they are, as if kicking people to death.
No one noticed that Ling Jingxuan's eyes darkened when he was besieged, and his right hand grabbed the ankle of one of the teenagers as fast as lightning.
"bump!"
"Oh my mother..."
The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground suddenly resounded, accompanied by the boy's sharp screams, the others backed away in fright, and the little boy who was pulling them also stopped crying and looked at the boy who fell on the ground foolishly. The boy's left foot was tightly grasped by a black hand, and looking along the hand, its owner was the man who was surrounded and beaten by them earlier.
"You damn demon..."
"Don't move, or I'll cut your neck off!"
The fallen boy reacted slowly, and his other foot was about to kick Ling Jingxuan's thin and thin body. No one noticed how he moved, and everyone felt a blur in front of them. He grabbed a piece of sharp rubble in his hand and pressed it tightly against the boy's neck. The flesh sunken in showed nakedly that as long as he exerted a little more force, the boy's aorta would burst.
"You, you...what are you doing?"
Those slender red phoenix eyes swept away the usual turbidity, reflecting a terrifying and cold murderous aura. After all, he was a half-grown boy. Seeing this situation, he was so frightened that he trembled all over, and he couldn't speak fluently. He didn't see the previous crazy violence at all. look like.
"Um……"
Ling Jingxuan wanted to answer him, but his head hurt like it was going to explode at any moment, and the rubble on the young man's neck gradually relaxed. The messy memories in his mind told him that he should have encountered the legendary time travel, as for He said that he still has no way to figure out which dynasty and generation he traveled to, and what the current situation is.
"Daddy?"
The dark and small boy hugged a child about his size, the only bright eyes staring at him, Ling Jingxuan looked at him with a frown, and a few fragments flashed through his mind, it seemed that the two could see each other at a glance. The malnourished, emaciated little bun is his son Ling Wen Ling Wu?Day, do you want to be so cheating?This body is less than 20 years old, right?
"Um……"
It hurt even more when he moved his head, Ling Jingxuan had to let go of the kidnapped boy and the messy complaints in his heart, and held his head in pain with both hands.
"You damn monster, wait for me. I'll go home and ask my mother to clean you up. Just wait..."
The freed boy pushed him away violently, and while running away with the others, he did not forget to say harsh words. After a while, only Ling Jingxuan, who was holding his head and moaning in pain, and two emaciated little buns were left in the open space. up.
"Father, are you not stupid?"
Holding his brother two steps closer, Ling Wen asked tentatively, his tone could not conceal his excitement and fear, but Ling Wu, who was nestled in his arms, had a touch of hope in his eyes, and the two brothers paid attention to their father together.
"..."
"bump!"
"Daddy!"
Before Ling Jingxuan could open his mouth, he rolled his eyes and passed out. Before he fell down, he vaguely saw two little buns rushing towards him excitedly, and he couldn't help showing an ugly smile on his scarred cheeks.
In the dimly lit thatched hut, Ling Jingxuan was lying on a wooden bed as pale as paper with a layer of dusty rags wrapped around his head. The cracked earthen walls around him let in cool breeze from time to time, facing the earthen bed of the wooden bed. There is a small boxy window on the top of the wall. Two dilapidated window edges hang obliquely on it, and they may fall down at any time. There is basically nothing in the house except for a big wooden box at the end of the bed. One word, poor, no. Generally poor!
"Brother, Dad has been in a coma for several days, when will he wake up?"
"The doctor said that you will wake up soon after the fever subsides. I'll go and have a look first."
"Well, brother, I want to be with you."
The half-hidden wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and the two little buns walked in one after the other holding hands, one of the little buns stretched out his hand to touch Ling Jingxuan's forehead, then touched himself, then bowed his head. He said: "It's not hot anymore, you stay here and watch over Daddy, I'll go and heat up the black batter made with milk at noon, Daddy will be hungry when he wakes up later."
"Brother, I'm hungry too..."
Ling Wu nodded obediently, and touched his belly cutely with small hands like chicken feet. Ling Wen smiled and nodded: "Well, Xiao Wu, be good, you can eat soon."
After all, the little boy went out, Ling Wu looked back at his father lying on the bed, ran over to help him pull the torn quilt around his waist, and then turned around and picked up a small bench with a missing leg Sit down obediently.
Ling Jingxuan on the bed slowly opened his eyes. He woke up when the two little buns opened the door. Compared with the chaos a few days ago, now he has almost sorted out the basic condition of this body. The two little buns really It was his sons, twins, who would be five years old at the end of the year, although they were thin and small, they looked like three or four at most.
Thinking of this, Ling Jingxuan turned his head and looked around, and sighed fiercely in his heart, the house was completely empty, and with two fried steamed buns, would you dare to make a fool of yourself in this life?What's even more frightening is that the two little buns seemed to be born by him, and because of this, everyone in the village said he was a monster, otherwise how could a man have children?
On weekdays, the adults are better, the worst is to point and point at him, those half-sized children often bully him in groups, beating and scolding him to death just like the day he just passed through, thanks to him resisting the beating , to be beaten to death after five years, this is also considered a different kind of awesome, isn't it?
