Ability: Begin To Obtain The First Five Enlightenment Plates

He Ziqian felt that human beings were a very despicable and ugly creature.

They are weak, but they like to extend their hands to those who are weaker than them; They are selfish, yet morally condemn the selfishness of others.

I don't know how long ago, he just remembered that when he was very young, he and his mother lived in a small town in the mountains.

Every night, he fell asleep to the sound of the loom's "zaza".

He didn't have a father, and his mother always weaved cloth every night under the short candle fire in order to make the cloth that needed to be sold for tomorrow morning.

The income from rushing is the source of income for both mother and son.

The occasional meat in the family basically appeared in his bowl, but his mother herself did not eat it.

Whenever his mother looked at him with relieved and sad eyes, he felt that his mother should miss his father.

I really want to grow up immediately, so that my mother does not have to be so tired, and he can also become my mother's dependency.

My mother is very beautiful, even if they live so badly, often unable to eat makes her look haggard.

She is also still the landscape of that sparsely populated town.

Many men in the town often peep at their mother with lust and obscene eyes, but no one harasses them.

Only because of her son.

Since he was a child, he has looked different from ordinary people, and his strange red hair and red eyes make him an outlier in this town where only ordinary people live.

The people of the town called him the son of evil beasts, a monster who came here from outside the mountains.

In addition to the various discussions in the town, there are some people's dirty thoughts in private.

A few men were drinking under the canopy, and they were chatting happily, when they saw him rummaging in the garbage heap on the side, and one of the leading and well-dressed men beckoned to him.

In the town, some seemingly abandoned places were not actually ownerless, and he thought that the place might be a man's territory, and he was a little scared in his heart, but he slowly walked over.

Unexpectedly, the man did not want to settle accounts with him, but grabbed him a pig's trotter on the table, and asked him with a smile on his face whether he was hungry and wanted to eat.

He could say that he had almost never felt kindness other than his mother, and this well-dressed man was the first to look at him without looking at him in the eyes of an alien, and the oily pig's trotters were really delicious in his eyes, and he looked down at his dirty hands, wiped his pants, and wanted to take them with gratitude and longing.

The man retracted his hand, glanced proudly at the few slaves beside him, and said to him seductively, "Promise my brother one thing, my brother will order you a table of pork that you can't finish eating, okay?" The

man approached him, opened his mouth slightly in his ear and said

, "Tonight, I knock on your door, I will knock three times, and when the time comes,

you will get up and open the door for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him burst into laughter, some said, the young master is powerful, and some asked, can the young master give us a sip of soup.

Although he is small, he is extremely sensitive to something, and he understands it in an instant, and then immediately red-eyed.

The man dangled the chicken leg in his hand in front of him smugly, unaware.

"Fragrant chicken legs~

" The people around him also laughed and coaxed: "

Fragrant beauty!

He was scarlet-eyed, and just before they noticed it, he swooped in and bit the man's hand, and the man let out a cry of pain, stood up and swayed vigorously to shake him off, but he used his strength to bite until the man's blood flowed into his mouth.

It was the first time he tasted human blood, and it was the first time he knew that the blood shed on the body of such a dirty and ugly person could be so delicious.

He was too thin, and he was quickly thrown to the ground, and his mouth full of blood was poured into his mouthful of soil.

A few men came around, and you kicked him to vent his anger, and he didn't snort.

It wasn't until the elderly mayor, a wrinkled old man, saw the beating on his way back from grocery shopping that he was rescued.

At night, his mother shed tears while applying herbs to him, and he was ashamed.

But it was not because he bit the man, but because he was too useless to give his mother a blow, and when he was injured, he had to let his mother use her hard-earned money to buy him herbs.

When will you grow up? When will you have enough strength to protect the people you care about?

He wanted to grow up, but he didn't expect the so-called "growing up" to come so quickly.

On the day he was 16 years old, he went up the mountain to collect medicine because he encountered a strange stone, and his mind fainted as if he had been hit hard.

When I woke up, it was dusk.

Today is his 16th birthday, and his mother said that she would come home early tonight to accompany him on his birthday.

Hurried home, waiting for my mother to return.

But he waited and waited, from dusk to night.

But did not wait for my mother to return.

Remembering the fatigue on his mother's face when she left in the morning, he panicked, and just as he was about to go out to look for it, the outside of the house was illuminated by the firelight.

For the first time, their humble hut was illuminated at night as if it were day.

They kicked open the tattered door, and a burly man picked him up by the hand, and one hand grabbed him by the neck.

Painful, unable to breathe.

He barely opened his eyes and glared angrily at the man in front of him.

He didn't know why the group wanted to kill him.

The man seemed to be horrified by his eyes, and as soon as his hand flicked, he threw him on the ground like a garbage.

"Sure enough, it is the species of evil beast, and the eyes are so fierce!"

"I bit our young master back then, and today we can finally settle the accounts together!"

"Cut the grass and remove the roots!"

He understood what they were saying and knew where they came from, but he had a bad premonition.

What is the same account? What about mom?

Soon, they gave the answer.

A woman was dragged by her hair and thrown in front of him.

The woman was covered in blood and looked at him weakly, her fingers constantly twitching subtly, as if she wanted to do something.

As soon as his brain buzzed, he was about to rush forward, but before he could get up, he was kicked away.

He kept getting up again and running towards his mother, but he was kicked off again and again.

Those people seemed to find pleasure in it, watching him fall to the ground again and again.

In the end, under his last struggle, his mother's eyes completely lost their light, lying lifeless on the ground, never able to get up again.

The strings in his head were finally broken.

He actually didn't really remember the scene at that time, only remembered the moment when he "opened his eyes". The ugly faces that made him hate and hate revealed unprecedented fear and despair, how pleasant.

He rummaged through his mother's body from the filthy and fragrant pool of blood, but his vision became increasingly blurred.

He fell.

After waking up, he buried his mother's body.

After that, everyone in the town was killed.

The young master, including his entire family, was cooked into meat soup by him and fed to the dogs.

From then on, he began to flee.