Beast

The onlookers all dispersed, and many people saw the small golden sword. The strange thing was that they didn't hear the sound of "roll". They didn't know why, and they felt strange. This matter would soon become a problem for them.

After-dinner conversation.

They thought that the owner of the golden sword was either a master in martial arts or a god.

"That little sword saved me, Wang Erli ran away." Yang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, his face was so bruised and swollen that even acquaintances would not recognize him when they saw him.

Yang Qing felt like the world was spinning. He had several bouts of retching and swallowed a few mouthfuls of sour water. His face was burning with pain. If that golden sword hadn't appeared, he would have definitely broken a leg and been disabled for life. Even if he could go home to farm,

If it doesn't work, I will have to be taken care of by my parents for the rest of my life.

He looked around for who saved him. Even though he couldn't do anything to repay this kindness now, he still wanted to thank him in person, remember the benefactor, and repay him in the future.

"Where is the person, there is no more..." The strong dizziness made his vision blurred, and he tried to open his eyes wide and look for it.

When Yang Qing was in despair, it was the small sword that saved him. How could he not be grateful?

"I will never forget your kindness. He will repay it one day." Yang Qing followed the streets and couldn't find who saved him. Finally, he raised his head and shouted to the sky. The streets were noisy and no one answered.

Waves of sideways glances.

I left the busy street unsteadily, firstly because I didn't want to be pointed at by passers-by like I was watching a monkey, and secondly, I wanted to find a place to catch my breath.

Yang Qing is a little scared now, but does not feel regretful. He beat Wang Youcai because his words were too insulting.

With Wang Erli's surname and his doting on Wang Youcai, even if Yang Qing knelt down to beg him, he would not let Yang Qing go just because of "child's playfulness".

Treating Yang Qing like this during this period has long made him resentful and angry, so how could he beg for mercy from him? He wanted to learn some crafts and skills, but he would not exchange them with the most basic human dignity.

It's a pity that I couldn't leave the Eight Forged Iron Shop earlier, so as not to be treated like an animal for so long.

"Wang Erli, Zhang Bin, don't let me stand up, otherwise you will regret it," Yang Qing said bitterly. He had never fought when he was in the village. Beating Wang You was his first fight, and Wang Erli's beating him was considered his second fight.

, in the whole process, he only hit Wang Erli’s head once with his stick.

There were scars all over Yang Qing's body and face. Needless to say, Wang Erli punched, kicked and slapped Yang Qing with great strength. Although Wang Youcai was weak, he took a wooden stick and rounded it up and hit Yang Qing, leaving a bruise on his body.

"Ugh, vomit." Although the bruises on his body were very painful, they did not hurt any bones. The slap on the face made Yang Qing dizzy and his ears were ringing. The waves of nausea made him retching.

"Just wait for me..." Yang Qing felt aggrieved and tears fell involuntarily.

Beating him so severely in front of Wang Erli did not cause him any pain. At this time, he was crying quietly in this deserted corner. No matter how stubborn the fourteen-year-old Yang Qing was, he was only a teenager and did not have the mind of an adult.

"Don't fucking cry, no one sympathizes with you, tears are useless, and you can't cry in the future." Yang Qing wiped his tears randomly with his hand, and felt a heartbreaking pain on his face when his hand touched it.

"Yu Feng Sect?" Yang Qing guessed that people from Yu Feng Sect were kind enough to save him. Perhaps only people from Yu Feng Sect could do this.

Absolute power and transcendent awe, this was the impression that little golden sword left on Yang Qing.

Yang Qing, who was hiding in the corner, had endless yearning for the Yufeng Sect, which was unprecedentedly intense before. If he was a disciple of the Yufeng Sect, how dare Wang Erli yell at him and humiliate him like this.

If he was a disciple of Yufeng Sect, how could he not be able to fight back?

Just using the three-inch long sword scared Wang Erli away. Wang Erli did not dare to make any move. He said two "yes"s inexplicably and ran away. He was not as powerful as when he beat Yang Qing viciously.

What would happen if the owner of the three-inch sword came in person? He must have killed Wang Erli without much effort. Yang Qing was full of respect for the owner of the small sword.

"Can Yufeng Sect want a countryman like me?" Yang Qing felt sad. He learned from Wang Youcai that Yufeng Sect was recruiting disciples. There must be many people who want to be disciples of Yufeng Sect. What can he do with others?

Compare.

"This may be my only chance to deal with Wang Erli, otherwise I will always be stepped on by him in my life." Yang Qing grabbed his head with his hands and buried it between his knees, with a complicated expression.

Yang Qing knew that the harsh words he just said were empty words. What could he do to retaliate against Wang Erli? Anger without strength was useless and stupid.

"Am I allowed to be bullied and stepped on by others all my life?"

"I don't want it, I don't accept it"

"I don't want to live like a dog. I don't want to be bullied and can only say harsh words."

What can Yang Qing do in the future? Go home and farm, do long-term or part-time labor, work as a waiter in a shop, or work as a soldier? Then let alone deal with Wang Erli, he can't even repay the kindness of the owner of the golden sword.

"Yes, Yufeng Sect. I must go to Yufeng Sect. This is my only chance." Yang Qing said excitedly like he was possessed. "As long as I become a disciple of Yufeng Sect, everything will change."

"Go, go now, yes, go now 'hiss...'" Yang Qing suddenly stood up, and the violent movements affected the scars on his body, causing him to suck in air-conditioning from the pain.

"No, we can't just leave like this. My parents will die of panic if they can't find me." Yang Qing was very anxious. If he left like this, his parents wouldn't be able to find him. He wouldn't be alive or dead, and there was no telling what might happen.

What's going on.

"Brother Hongwei, we have to inform him too." Li Hongwei said that he wanted to see Yang Qing when he had time. Once Li Hongwei went to Ba Forged Iron Shop to find him, Wang Erli would vent his anger on Li Hongwei. Wouldn't it be ungrateful?

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Qing knew that he couldn't just leave and had to inform Li Hongwei in advance.

Yang Qing knew the back door of Mr. Wang's mansion. Although he had only been there once, he was able to find it. When he knocked on the back door, the middle-aged man who opened the door was frightened when he saw him, thinking he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Yang Qing explained the purpose of his visit, hoping to get the middle-aged man to call out Li Hongwei. The middle-aged man said that the house was very busy today and he was not so leisurely.

"Uncle, if you have time, tell Li Hongwei for me that Yang Qing, who lives in the same village as him, has returned to town and tell him not to look for him." Yang Qing persuaded him, and the middle-aged man agreed to tell Li Hongwei.

"Uncle, thank you," Yang Qing thanked him, but he couldn't express a smile on his swollen face.

After leaving the back door of Mr. Wang's residence, Yang Qing limped out of Shuangxing Town and walked towards the village he had left not long ago.

Yang Qing's home is dozens of miles away from Shuangxing Town. He and Li Hongwei rode a horse together. I don't remember the way there very well. I relied on memory and asking passers-by on the way. I arrived when it was completely dark.

Village entrance.

Yang Qing didn't know how he had walked these dozens of miles. The pain on his body and face was getting worse and worse, and the feeling of nausea and vomiting had not disappeared.

At night, all the villagers rest at home, and there is no one else on the village road except Yang Qing. Even if he meets someone, Yang Qing will lower his head and pretend not to recognize them, and sneak back home when it is dark and cannot see clearly.

The matter of returning home after being beaten up in Shuangxing Town was enough for the villagers to pay attention to for half a year. Yang Qing did not want his parents to be embarrassed after him.

Sneaking into the yard secretly, the Yang family had already eaten. Yang Dazhi was smoking cigarettes at the table, He Xiu was washing dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, and Yang Song was squatting on the ground playing with the wooden toys made by Yang Dazhi.

"Dazhi, after hoeing the land for a while, I want to go to the town to see Yang Qing. I have been there for more than a month and I haven't heard from him at all. I don't feel at ease at all." He Xiu frowned, looking worried.

"Go, take a look and you'll feel at ease. It's the first time this child has gone out, and I don't know how he is doing now." Yang Dazhi smoked his cigarette, looking worried.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." The door creaked open, and Yang Qing, who had just arrived home, pushed the door open and said in his usual voice.

"You are...Yang Qing?" He Xiu was stunned for a moment. After a closer look, he recognized Yang Qing and rushed over.

Yang Dazhi stood up from the wooden bench and looked at Yang Qing carefully. Yang Song threw away the toys in his hands and ran over.

"Child, what's wrong with you? Who hit you? I'll kill him." Seeing Yang Qing's appearance, He Xiu's tears fell down like broken beads, feeling both distressed and angry.

"Who beat you so cruelly? Let's go. Dad will take you to find him." Yang Dazhi was usually honest and silent, but when his son was beaten like this, he suddenly became furious and wanted to fight for his life.

"Brother, how did you do this? Why are you all out of shape?" Yang Song was very happy when he heard Yang Qing's voice, but when he saw Yang Qing's appearance, he immediately started crying.

He stretched out his chubby little hands to touch Yang Qing's face, but he was too short and couldn't reach it.

"Mom and dad, please keep your voice down. We'll go into the house and talk." Yang Qing turned around and closed the door. He didn't want everyone to know about this.

"Mom and dad, don't worry, listen to me. Brother, don't hold my brother's legs. It's okay if he dies. Just be obedient." Yang Qing saw the anxious faces of his family members and suddenly felt that his family was so nice. He felt aggrieved in his heart.

It became even thicker, and I rolled my eyes to prevent tears from falling.

After being comforted for a long time, the emotions of Yang Qing's family stabilized. He couldn't bear to look at his mother He Xiu's eyes that were red from crying. Yang Qing told the story exactly what he had experienced during this period. When things got to this point, there was no need to hide them.

Already.

From following Li Hongwei to Shuangxing Town, living in the utility room of the Eight Forging Iron Shop, eating cold steamed buns and working, he talked about beating Wang Youcai and was beaten by Wang Erli. Although Yang Qing was not very clever in speaking, and his face hurt when he spoke, he

Make things clear.

"My child, how much hardship have you endured during this time? The one who killed you with a thousand swords will not die a happy death," He Xiu said with heartache as her tears fell again.

"Tomorrow morning, dad will take you to report to the official. Is there any way to get rid of the law? If the Yamen doesn't care, dad will die and I will give you an explanation." Yang Dazhi clenched his fists tightly. This matter cannot be left alone.

"Yes, your father and I will go there tomorrow morning. The worst we can do is fight them. Who is afraid of whom?"

"When I was beaten, there was a government official who was just watching and didn't care. How can those officials have time to take care of such a trivial matter?" Yang Qing looked calm and continued, "Dad, just don't worry about this matter.

, wasn’t it just a beating? My legs were not broken. If I want to avenge this, I will avenge it myself, but not now.”

Yang Qing said this purely to stabilize his parents, and he did not dare to let anything happen to his family again.

"How do you get revenge? Don't do anything illegal." Yang Dazhi was still angry and worried that Yang Qing would break the law.

"Dad, don't worry, I won't do it. I will avenge this revenge when I grow up." Yang Qing comforted him, hesitating whether he should tell him about going to Yufeng Sect.

"Son, you haven't eaten yet, mother, go and cook for you." The woman was careful, wiping her tears, she went to cook for Yang Qing.

"I'm so unfilial." Yang Qing secretly resented that she would only make her parents worry.

"Dad, thanks to a god who saved me today." Yang Qing decided to tell the matter. Until now when he returned home, Yang Qing had kept his tone light. He wanted to cry, but couldn't.

"God, what kind of fairy?" Yang Dazhi looked at Yang Qing in confusion, thinking, he must have beaten my son stupid.

Seeing that his father didn't believe it, Yang Qing told him that the golden sword appeared and Wang Erli was scared away. Yang Dazhi and He Xiu were dubious when they heard this.

"Besides, Yufeng Sect is recruiting disciples, and I plan to give it a try," Yang Qing said casually, looking at the expressions of Yang Dazhi and his wife.

"No, you can't go anywhere this time, just stay at home." Upon hearing this, He Xiu immediately disagreed and did not ask what Yufeng Sect was.

"Nonsense, what a god, what a Yufeng Sect?" How could Yang Dazhi believe Yang Qing's words? He directly objected and shouted angrily. Seeing Yang Qing's purple face again, he couldn't bear to reprimand him.

"If you don't want to go, I won't go. But dad, it's true that a god saved me," Yang Qing said nonchalantly, and did not continue to mention the matter of Yufeng Sect.

Yang Qing talked for a long time and finally asked his parents not to get involved in the matter. He also talked about the Yufeng Sect in one word.

At this time, He Xiu also prepared the meal. Yang Qing ate it hungrily. Every time he chewed a bite, his face hurt, but he had to hold back and not show it.

During this meal, Yang Qing felt both happy and miserable.

He Xiu watched Yang Qing eat the meal and tears fell again. Yang Dazhi lit up the dry cigarette again and started smoking.

He Xiu fetched a basin of water and asked Yang Qing to wash his face. After washing his face, he wiped the bruises on his face with wine.

The injuries on his body were hidden by his robes, so Yang Dazhi and his wife couldn't see them, and Yang Qing didn't want them to see them either.

"Yang Qing, go to bed early and have a good rest." Yang Dazhi whispered, and after seeing Yang Qing finish cleaning his face, he was about to let him go to bed.

Yang Song stood aside and looked at his brother, with tears still in his big eyes. He was usually asleep at this time, but now he didn't feel sleepy at all. He was young and knew how to care for people.

"Dad, I'm not sleepy. Let's sit together as a family and have a good chat," Yang Qing said easily. As soon as he entered the house, he was suddenly tired, but now he refused to go to sleep.

"Let's talk slowly from now on. What are you busy with? Go to bed early." He Xiu felt sorry for her son.

"I'm not sleepy. Mom, you have to replenish your body from now on. You are even thinner than before."

The Yang family talked until very late. Yang Song fell asleep in He Xiu's arms. It was almost midnight before they went to bed. Yang Qing's pretense of relaxation could not alleviate the regret and pain in the hearts of Yang Dazhi and his wife.

resentment.

The night is very deep. In the darkness before dawn, I can't see my fingers.

"Father, please forgive your son." Yang Qing knelt in the yard and kowtowed three times to Yang Dazhi He Xiu's house, feeling guilty inside.

This home made Yang Qing feel warm and safe, with the love of his parents and the dependence of his younger brother. But he had to leave, and he would leave tonight because he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, even he would be shaken.

Yang Qing was filled with reluctance and sadness, but what was even stronger was his hatred for Wang Erli, his unwillingness to accept his humble status, and his desire for powerful strength.

Yang Qing mentioned that the gods and Yufeng Sect recruited disciples because they wanted their parents to know what they were going to do after they found out that they had left. They did not tell them where Yufeng Sect was because they did not want them to look for themselves.

He stood up resolutely and plunged into the darkness without looking back.;