I have a book of salvation

Niu Zhu cursed there for a long time before digging the pit, burying the poor baby's body in it, and finally dragged the old cart down the mountain.

He also turned his head and looked at the new short grave.

From the perspective of the corpse mover, there was nothing on the grave except fresh loess.

But in Yu Chen's eyes, above the dirt bag, the ghost of a child who looked about ten years old was floating slowly.

Obviously, it was the desire to die with eyes closed that made him unable to rest in peace.

"Let's go."

Yu Chen waved, and the child's ghost followed him into the earthen house.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light emitted from the Sutra of Saving People and captured the ghost.

At the beginning of the scroll, smoky gray words appear.

【Eighth Grade Mortal Wishes】

[Tooth for tooth]

[Time limit: None]

[There will be a reward at the end of the matter]

Immediately afterwards, the revolving life of the ghost of the child who was played like an animal emerged before his eyes.

Let us say that there is a small town called Sancai more than two hundred miles north of the Wei River.

In Sancai Town, there is a group of lonely beggars who make a living by begging.

They have no food to eat all day long and are struggling to survive. In addition to the cold winter months, one of them dies every now and then.

Skinny Monkey is one of them.

Because he was the shortest and thinnest, he looked like a monkey from a distance, so everyone called him Skinny Monkey and forgot his real name.

To put it bluntly, if nothing unexpected happens, this thin monkey should be like most beggars, living a hard life by begging, and then die in a corner of an unknown street a few years later.

But the opportunity to change his fate appeared half a year ago when a juggler came to the small town.

He looked at the thin monkey, his eyes were shining, as if he saw some excellent qualifications, and he kept saying "wonderful, wonderful".

Skinny Monkey didn't know what was good about it at the time, but seeing the juggler dressed neatly and eating well, he was naturally envious.

Later, after asking about Skinny Monkey's life experience, and after confirming that he had no family, the juggler proposed to take Skinny Monkey as his apprentice.

The Skinny Monkey has neither father nor mother. He was originally a beggar, in a low-level profession.

Nowadays, although this juggling is not as good as being an official and studying, it doesn't mean that you don't have to go hungry, right?

Naturally I agreed.

Later, the juggler took Skinny Monkey to his home, which was in a thatched cottage not far outside the town.

On the way, we also went to a dog farm and bought a meat dog.

Looking at the fat black dog, the skinny monkey salivated, thinking that he, the newbie's master, was really generous.

But when they arrived at the thatched cottage, the juggler's color changed.

He tied the skinny monkey to a shelf, shaved all his hair, killed the dog, cut off the skin, poured dog blood on the skinny monkey, applied a layer of ointment, and glued the hot dog skin to the skin. On the skinny monkey.

Tell him that from now on, he will be a dog.

At this moment, Skinny Monkey finally realized what he was doing!

It turns out that when we first met, the "wonderful, wonderful, wonderful" thing the juggler said was because his extremely thin body was the easiest to be sewn into the dog's skin!

I originally wanted to make money, but now I have become a dog, a dog of a grown man.

Of course, the skinny monkey was extremely reluctant and fought hard, but he was already thin and restricted by the dog's skin. His whole body was itchy, painful, hot and stuffy. How could he be the opponent of the juggler?

For half a month, if he disobeyed, the juggler would beat him, strangle him with an iron ring, and whip him with a leather whip until the skinny monkey heard his voice and trembled all over!

Probably because he felt that he was well trained, the juggler took the thin monkey to the surrounding towns and counties to perform on the market streets and earn rewards!

Along the way, he traveled through dozens of towns, towns and counties. The jugglers made a lot of money, but they treated the skinny monkey extremely badly.

He was often denied water and food, and was often beaten with sticks!

One day, the juggler left the inn to buy wine and meat.

The thin monkey finally seized the opportunity and ran out of the inn!

But what a coincidence, I happened to bump into the juggler who was coming back.

The latter saw that he was still rebellious, so he took him to a remote corner in the south of the city and beat him severely!

Finally, beat him to death.

From the first moment he was dressed in dog skin to the last moment he was beaten to death, Shouhouer was in great pain for nearly half a year.

The ointment and dog blood corroded his skin. The dog skin was airtight, stuffy and hot, and the rotten flesh was mixed with sweat. It was simply torture on earth.

But the dog skin was stuck to his skin and could not be torn off or worn away. He could only endure it like this. Life was worse than death.

During this process, this teenage boy didn’t understand why he had to suffer such a crime.

He was both afraid and resentful of those acrobatics who were dehumanizing!

Until death, I can't rest in peace!

Then he turned into a ghost and was taken away by the Book of Humanity.

After watching these revolving doors, Yu Chen only felt depressed.

——He admits that he is not a common man with clean hands. Eighty if not one hundred people died in his hands, and he was not short of painful torture when killing people.

But for the sake of money, he would not be able to persecute an already miserable beggar doll like this.

This skinny monkey juggler can no longer be called a human being.

With a sigh, Yu Chen shook his head, as if talking to the ghost beside the Huangquan River.

"Take this job."

After that, he stood up and stepped out.

In the south of the city, Zhengqing Gang.

Xie Qing has been in such a good mood these past few days!

The fire of Wangqi Division cannot be ignited by him, and the changes in the yamen officialdom have nothing to do with him.

The only thing that mattered was the previously dominant Blackwater Gang. In less than a month, two of its leaders had died in a row!

And the money-making paths of human trafficking and immortal incense have all been cut off!

Not only that, after these two incidents were exposed, although the Blackwater Gang immediately blamed the dead Ji Laoliu and Tie Tianshun, saying that those black industries had nothing to do with them.

But... no one believes it!

Coupled with the Zhengqing Gang's contribution, the people of Weishui now have a disgust and resentment over the Heishui Gang's impression of the Blackwater Gang.

Instead, the Zhengqing Gang, which only controlled labor services and was clean in other aspects, became the first choice for those enthusiastic young people to join, and a steady stream of fresh blood poured into the Zhengqing Gang.

Xie Qing, how can you be unhappy?

And he also knew that all of this was caused by that senior.

In less than a month, two leaders of the Blackwater Gang were in his hands, and the two pillar industries collapsed!

In addition, Xie Qing had saved his own life and that of many brothers, so he had great respect and admiration for this mysterious senior who wore a mask all day long!

Sometimes he even thought that if he were a beautiful woman, he would marry her.

squeak——

Xie Qing, whose mouth was about to burst, suddenly heard the door being pushed open.

He turned his head and took a closer look.

I saw the grimace in black, standing in the wind and snow!

Please recommend monthly tickets, brothersヾ(｀.ヾ)