Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know

"Wen Renwu!" Wen Ren'e just took Xiao Yin Hanjiang home, and heard a binge, "Is the gangster who smashed the Wangbei restaurant the day before yesterday?"

A man with a burly body, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist, and a head taller than the younger Wen Renwu, rushed in with a rush. He stretched his hand and bounced **** Wen Ren'e's forehead. How can you make trouble in the rear? "

Wen Ren'e trance, only remembered that this man is his elder brother Wen Rentai, Guotai Min'an Tai.

The memory was too long, and Wen Ren'e thought for a long time before he remembered that he had indeed smashed it. Wang Hubei is a wine **** who fears that the world will not be messed up. He said in the border city all day long that this city would not be able to hold it sooner or later. Here, it is better to die early and be born sooner.

Wen Ren'e was also in the restaurant a few days ago. The boy's feelings were simple and strong. Disgust is disgust, like is like. He respects his father and brothers, and believes that as long as the border town has heard about others, it will definitely be fine. Hearing Wang Beard's words, he was so angry that he masked Wang Wei's wine in the middle of the night and shaved his beard violently, making Wang Beard's jaw full of shavings after shaving.

He thought he was secret at the time, but he didn't expect that the 14- to 15-year-old boy in Biancheng was good at martial arts, and he was rushing around on the roof all day. The entire Biancheng was probably the only one he heard. His bright cynical eyes are different from the people in the whole town and can be recognized at a glance.

The young Awu's forehead was flushed red, and Xiao Yin was so angry that he opened his mouth and bit Wen Wentai's arm.

Wen Rentai panicked: "Children, you loose your mouth! My arms are too stiff, don't bite your teeth too hard!"

Xiao Yin Hanjiang: "..."

The five big and three thick men were helpless in front of Xiao Yin Hanjiang, fearing that they might hurt him, and finally had to vent their brother: "Wen Renwu, do you use children as shields when you do something wrong?"

"Xiaojiang, let go." Wen Ren'e gently squeezed Yin Hanjiang's face, and said softly, "The face was just bandaged, don't involve the wound."

Little Yin Hanjiang slowly loosened his mouth, Wen Ren'e held Yin Hanjiang in one hand, hooked his elder brother's shoulder in one hand, his forehead was affixed to Wen Rentai's generous arm, and whispered: "Brother, I can see you again. All right."

Even if this is just his soul sea memory.

Wen Rentai was stationed in the frontier all year round, his skin was not very good, some were black and rough, he had a black face and a red face, raised his hands covered with scars and calluses, touched Wen Ren's head, and shook the shin: "Leave me less Come to this set, today's fight is indispensable to you! "

Wen Ren was beaten that day, his father was in the military camp, and his elder brother guarded the rear. Wen Rentai pressed him to apologize to Wang Beard for making money, and in the face of the people in the border town, he applied military tactics to Wen Ren'e in the distillery. He used a full of fifty military sticks and beat the teenager back.

Xiao Yin Hanjiang was hugged by Wenren's mother, and he screamed angrily, wanting to get rid of those not soft hands, and threw himself up to block his back.

"Don't move!" It looks very gentle, but the woman's spine is straight, "Look at it. For whatever reason, as a border soldier, if you do something privately that hurts the people, you must deal with it by military law. It is also because of his youth Only a little less penalty, otherwise this stick does not interrupt, he would n’t want to pass! "

"Distressed ..." Xiao Yin Hanjiang said softly.

"Of course it hurts, it hurts my child, and it hurts my mother's heart." Wen Renshi slipped a line of tears on her face. She raised her hand to wipe it off, and continued, "But it won't work, the people's business, there is no trivial matter!"

A tear that had not been wiped down fell on Yin Hanjiang's small hand. He licked it, salty and astringent.

After being beaten, Dr. Li gave Wen Ren the medicine-the one that drove it up.

After bandaging, you still have to kneel to the Martyr's Shrine and kneel all day and night.

Xiao Yin Hanjiang wanted to be with Wen Ren'e, and the next man could not, so he prepared a mat for him. His leg was fresh, he couldn't kneel at all, and he could only sit on the mat and said vigorously, "It's right."

"No, I was wrong." Wen Rene explained gently.

"How could it be wrong in respect?" Xiao Yin Hanjiang looked up with admiration in his eyes.

"Have you always looked at me like this?" Wen Ren'e smiled and scraped his nose. "No wonder in your eyes, I'm the least like" I "in the illusion."

Speaking of the illusion of the mind and the unrecognizable, Xiao Yin Hanjiang's face wrinkled again, very annoyed.

Fortunately, here is the soul sea of ​​Wenren'e, and Yin Hanjiang is also the soul body, and will not be affected by the demon. In his eyes, there is only one young man who hears from others, and there will be no other superfluous "respect." But ... there are mothers and elder brothers who were born like Venerable Masters. They hurt Venerable Lord, but because they were born too much, Xiao Yin Hanjiang was reluctant to teach them.

Wen Ren'e touched Yin Hanjiang's little head and said earnestly: "Yin Hanjiang, I was not born strong, nor wise since I was a child. When I was a teenager, I thought my parents and elders were heavens and could withstand all the disasters in the world. It ’s a big mistake. "

How can there be almighty people? But it is to support the spine, even if the spine is broken, it does not let you see your weakness.

Wen Ren'e told Xiao Yin Hanjiang what would happen after being beaten. One month after being fined, his father, Marshal Wen Ren, took a break from the border town and heard the incident and beat the young Ah Wu again. After being beaten, he changed from a strict father to a loving father, telling him the past of Wang Xiubei.

This wine scorpion is fifty years old. Forty years ago, Marshal Wenren was only a child. At that time, the border town was in a hurry, the local garrison fled, and the interracial iron riding invaded. The childish and naive eyes should witness countless sins.

Hearing this, Yin Hanjiang also remembered his past, and it became difficult to breathe in pain.

Wen Ren'e held him in his arms and continued: "But he survived until my grandfather was in danger, and he sent troops to take back the border city. He was an orphan during the war, and he can go to the nearby government office with the army. Take in these children. He did not leave this border town, he stayed as a militia. Before I was born more than ten years ago, he threw stones with his mother at the city wall to block the foreigners. "

"Why did he say that?" Yin Hanjiang asked.

"Because what he said is all true, the Wenren family can't keep this border city." Wen Ren'e's voice was full of pain.

This is what he never dared to recall. This life is full of life, good and evil, treacherous, cunning, and slick. Everyone is a non-black and white color, drawing a vibrant frontier map.

In the end, the Wenren clan was chopped down by the whole family, and the imperial court ceded the nine states along the border to aliens. On the first day after the cession, the aliens slaughtered this border town, and men, women and children were spared.

"Don't look at my face." Wen Ren'e held the little Yin Hanjiang in his arms and buried his head tightly in his chest. Yin Hanjiang tried to raise his head several times and was pressed back by the young Wenren Wu. At this moment, he is still a teenager and can be weak.

A drop of cold water fell on Yin Hanjiang's hair. Yin Hanjiang thought that these water drops should be salty and astringent.

"Sovereign ..." Yin Hanjiang made a muffled voice in front of the boy's clean and sunny chest.

"Here, call me Awu." Wen Ren E said.

"Ah, Awu ..." Xiao Yin Hanjiang blushed, wondering if he was too sullen on his chest.

Wen Renwu ’s body was so good, he jumped a few days after being punished. He continued to fight with his master every day. He stole the house and buried his daughter ’s red for his ten-year-old sister, sitting on the eaves and drinking, and feeding Yin Hanjiang. . After being discovered by his mother, he pulled his ears and spanked. Xiao Yin Hanjiang sat on the chair beside him, covering his eyes with his hands blindfolded. Brother Awu was spanked. His fingers were so wide that there was a pair of big eyes between his middle and ring fingers.

"Mother, don't let him look at me for being beaten." Young Awu said depressedly.

"You still know what a shame!" The naughty one in the room gave him another draw. "You know that you are stealing the wine from your sister's marriage, I'm so mad!"

After being beaten, he was fined to write big characters. The teenager couldn't sit still. Wen Renwu's buttocks hurt. He had to lie on the bed and write big characters. Xiao Yin Hanjiang looked at his crooked characters on the side, the words of respect, always good-looking.

"The word is good when I grow up, and I will only want to practice martial arts, and I do n’t want to look at these things. I want to cut the beard of the master every day and make a brush for him." Wen Rene said with a smile. Knowing how useful these things are, Wu Ke can defend the home and protect the country, and Wen can teach the world. "

"So why did Zhong Liqian look at each other differently?" Xiao Yin Hanjiang asked with his chin on his chin. The wound on his body was more than half healed, but his scars were scary.

"A troubled world needs to hear people, but a prosperous world needs someone like Zhong Liqian. Without us, a troubled world will never become a prosperous world. Without them, a prosperous world will soon turn into a troubled world." Wen Ren Edao.

A month later, Marshal Wen Ren returned, and as Wen Renwu said, he was beaten again. This time, Xiao Yin Hanjiang was no longer angry. He found that anyone here could beat Brother Awu twice. He played a small three days and a big five days. Even his ten-year-old sister Wen Renyan was stolen. After the dowry, he can scratch his brother's scratches with his teeth.

Xiao Yin Hanjiang's face was full of scars. He wanted to get a mask to wear, but found that many people in the border town had scars on their faces, and some had broken legs and hands, but no one looked at them differently.

Brother Awu told him that these were wounded soldiers and some people were injured by mistake. Everyone here smiles to life with scars, no one feels pitiful, because once you think so, it is really pitiful.

So Yin Hanjiang also learned to face people without wearing a mask, and there were no strangers around him. Even ten-year-old Wen Renyan liked his younger brother and often secretly ate him vegetables he didn't like.

Yin Hanjiang knew that these people were nothing but the memory of Venerable, and the memory deep in Venerable was so soft.

Having lived happily for more than a year, the one who should come will always come. What has happened cannot be changed, and Wen Ren'e's memory faithfully presents the scene.

Withdrawal of the border troops, Wen Renwu recovered from injury and ran back to Beijing to see countless heads hanging on the city's head.

He rummaged through the corpse, crying loudly at the mass grave, and Xiao Yinhanjiang watched this scene quietly.

Individuals who look very similar, somewhat similar, not very similar, or completely different from the Supreme, leave in this way, and life is so perishable.

At the moment, the two of them were close together and set fire. People who decapitated and died were not worthy of entering the tomb. The young man Wenren Wu did not have the ability to buy coffins for his people. He was still a wanted criminal.

He arranged countless headless corpses in a row, one by one with a fire, Xiao Yin Hanjiang did not help, just looked at him.

"I remember, you seem to love ignition." Wen Ren'e ignited the last small body in his twenties suspected of Wen Renyan and turned to ask Yin Hanjiang.

Yin Hanjiang fell silent, shook his head, and said in a mute voice: "I was burning the guilty people, looking at their wicked bodies, and illuminating the night sky. I think this is their only use, which is different from now."

People in the Wenren family did not do evil, they lived better.

"I don't like them being burned ..." Xiao Yin Hanjiang covered her mouth and swallowed.

Wen Ren'e wiped his silent tears and said softly, "I don't like it either."

Yin Hanjiang still remembered that when he first took over the Xuanyuan Sect, Wen Ren'e ordered his subordinates not to hurt ordinary people. If there was any violation, Wen Rene was killed by extremely cruel means.

He suggested indifferently at the time: "Sovereign, Xuanyuan Sect is a devil, and over-suppression may rebound."

"If you dared to die, you would die," Wen Ren said coldly, "He Ku He Cang."

At that time, Yin Hanjiang was ignorant, only to obey the orders. At this moment, he understood that Wen Ren'e willing to fall into the killing path, in the blood and death, what to protect. Behind Wen Ren'e, what supported his endless fighting intent.

The life guarded by Wen Ren'e turned into his undefeated fighting intention, and the things he guarded also guarded him.