When I first came over in the summer, I thought that it might be just a general excitement. People who came here after these few days, found in summer that the current Da Mashan is really not normal.
It is only today.
How many masters did he encounter?
And there are probably more players coming to this neighborhood.
"Now the situation in Da Mashan is very hidden, but some people have already sold it at a high price. Therefore, many people with poor strength do not know the situation here. Only those who have the power or strength have the knowledge that Da Mashan will appear here. Treasures, and some people say that the giant treasure here is related to the growth of the nigga. Before the **** grew up with this giant treasure, the **** may be planning to take it for himself, but in the end this power is too large. He can't hide it, so it will happen here." Zheng Tai explained.
"Oh!!" Nodded slightly in the summer.
"Boss, it seems that we have to gain this time." Fang inch is also a look of excitement.
"The trouble is definitely not less, first solve the trouble." Summer said.
"Okay, boss!!" Fang said.
"I went out to go shopping, you two can casually learn from each other, his brother, play slowly!!" In the summer, he walked out with a jug.
This is also a space for two people, Fang Yuan and Zheng Tai.
Both of them are masters of knives. Now they are familiar with it. Naturally, it is impossible to avoid discussing and discussing.
In the summer, I want to go out and sneak in, and then inquire about intelligence.
boom! boom! boom!
Within a small alley, three or four adults punched and kicked a seven-eight-year-old child.
"Hey, if you can't pay the money tomorrow, we will kill you." The few people said that they spit on the child.
The child is dirty.
There is no complete piece of clothing.
The pants are also open.
The tears in the corners of the eyes are not completely dry.
His body is bruised, and from his overall state, he knows that he is certainly not guilty.
Although there is no snow country here in Da Mashan, the weather is not very good. In summer, I can see that this child has no foundation for cultivation. That is to say, a normal child of seven or eight years old is in the vicinity of minus 40 degrees. Wear it so that you have to be beaten.
Looking at the child's appearance, the summer seems to think of myself before.
The child stood up and patted the dust on his body, then ran to the corner where he took out a quarter of the roast chicken.
In summer, the child was very hungry. He wanted to take a bite, but he only licked his fingers, then swallowed a slobber, smashed the chicken in his arms and ran away.
The child has been running to a small village outside the city, and the house in the village is not very good.
The child entered a room.
I saw in the summer that although this house is not very big, it must not be said to be too poor. It is not to let your children wear it on such a cold day.
Looking into the room from the perspective.
There is a man and a woman in the room at this time.
The child counts the total of four, three boys and one girl. Apart from the child, the other children are not very good at wearing, but at least the clothes are not so broken.
After the child entered the house, his roast chicken was handed over to his father.
"Waste, you are a waste, you can't do anything. Recently, there are so many big people in the city. You will give me something to come back. What is the use of my family?" The adult man said that he had seized the side. A wicker, obviously he is already ready.
When I saw it here, the brows of summer wrinkled. He just saw that there was no good place on the child. In some places, blood drenching could be clearly seen, and some places were already scarred.
It is already late at night.
The late night in Da Mashan is extraordinarily cold.
It’s almost 50 degrees below zero.
The child may have been beaten out, and when he saw the wicker, he ran straight out.
The adult man then picked up a stone at hand and slammed it at the child.
The child's body fell to the ground, so a large piece of stone was enough to kill a child, but the father did not have any mercy, perhaps the child's unwillingness, he stood up and continued to run outside, not even his head return.
"If you have the ability, don't come back, I will kill you when I come back." The father shouted loudly.
The child ran out.
The adult man picked up the roast chicken and ate it. His wife was divided into a small part. His other three children were also separated by one person, and the rest were eaten by him.
Tiger poison does not eat! !
Summer eyes looked at the family coldly.
"The weather seems to be getting cold." The adult man trembled and put the coat on his body.
He is an adult afraid of cold.
But did not care about the child who ran.
No matter what the child's life and death.
The child ran all the time, didn't even dare to go back, so he ran all the way to the temple.
Blood dripped from behind his head.
Tears continue to flow from the corners of the eyes.
Crying, this child is sitting there crying! !
Cold night.
A seven-eight-year-old child is sitting in this ruined temple and crying.
He has no hope.
He only has parents, but his father doesn't care about his life and death. His mother didn't even look at him.
This is his life.
No one can say his suffering.
His tiredness can only endure himself.
The children of seven or eight years old are playing in joy, but he is forced to go to dinner every day.
If you want to come back less, you have to be beaten.
And every day you have to consider being grabbed by others.
The child looked into the sky.
All the tears in his eyes, his body is very cold, his hands and feet have frozen into purple, but the coldest is his heart.
In the summer, I remembered that when I was a child, I looked at this child again. Although he was often bullied, he was still happy compared with this child.
He now remembers the little girl who sold the match.
They are different from the dreams of normal children.
Their lives are different.
In the summer, I walked gently to the child's side and took out the robes of the snow country and put them on the children: "What are you looking at?"
The child was shocked.
His conditional reflex was very strong and he was going to run out directly, but in the summer he wrapped him in the snow sable and held him in his arms: "I am not a bad person, can tell me, what are you looking at?" ?"
Wow! !
Wronged! !
The boundless grievances all collapsed in this one.
He didn't dare to cry aloud before because his heart was cold.
But now, at this moment, he cried out.
"Mom, I am watching my mother, the brightest star in the sky is my mother!!"
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