Devil Seeds

"Yes! Father!" The little boy continued to swing the knife vigorously. Although his fingers, wrists, arms, and shoulders were very sore, he insisted on gritting his teeth, not wanting to disappoint his father.

The screen is jumping, in the dojo, the little boy's father is fighting a duel.

The bamboo knife in the man's hand was easily lifted, and another man with exceptionally muscular body stepped on the little boy's father's head, laughing wildly.

"Dojo, swordsmanship, etc. are already outdated."

"It's just one injection. I just received a gene enhancement injection under the care of that adult, and immediately possessed such power. For an idiot like you, I can give you a hundred injections with one hand." The muscular man said arrogantly.

"Take away their signs... No! Just smash them up. In this era, there is no need for these things."

In the eyes of the little boy, the father knelt on the ground, huddled together, trembling silently.

And the signboard that said 'Ming Xin Yi Jian Liu' was also trampled into pieces.

Early the next morning, the little boy came to the dojo to practice swords as usual, but he saw his father's body hanging on the beam.

The dojo was confiscated.

The little boy was sent to an orphanage.

He secretly hid a bamboo knife, and then always secretly practiced alone.

In a blink of an eye, the little boy grew up.

He has grown into an excellent swordsman.

Even with just a bamboo knife, seven or eight big men couldn't get close and became the protectors of the orphanage.

Until he met that fateful opponent.

The man who once defeated his father and took the dojo.

This time, as a pawn of the Fukada Foundation, he came to take away the land of the orphanage, and wanted to transform the orphanage into a square with a lot of lights.

Standing on the sky tree, looking down at the orphanage and the surrounding area, you can clearly see the lights on the square.

Rumor has it that this is a young master from the Fukada Consortium who wants to propose to the woman he likes, and prepares a romantic proposal for her.

Behind this marriage proposal are many orphans and refugees who lost their homes and shelters.

The same battle was staged again.

With just one blow, Ise Kotaro fell to the ground.

The man who didn't seem to have grown old stepped on his face with his feet, pampered his subordinates, captured all the girls and good-looking boys in the orphanage, and then stepped on and broke Kotaro's limbs without looking at Kotaro.

Like a wild dog without a leg, Kotaro struggled in the mud for three days.

Finally, under the abuse of a group of bad boys, he died unwillingly.

Chu Yuanxiao opened his eyes, covered his heart, and hammered the ground with his fists uncomfortably.

Tears flowed out unsatisfactorily... He was still silent in the grief, indignation and despair of Kotaro.

"If it hurts, just give up!"

"If you continue like this, you will collapse sooner or later." Ying Zhu stood up from the corner and said to Chu Yuanxiao.

While Chu Yuanxiao was crying, his expression gradually became firm.

"No! I'll stick to it!"

"They may not be innocent, but their pain needs to be seen."

"The scars this world has caused to them should not be forgotten or turned a blind eye because of their death or depravity." Chu Yuanxiao gritted his teeth and said.

Yingzhu said: "What's the point of doing this? This country is like this, polite and polite but cold and cruel. Those who win get everything, and those who lose lose everything. What you do will not be remembered or changed by anyone, it will only make yourself miserable."

Chu Yuanxiao said angrily: "No! It shouldn't be like this! Justice may not be upheld, but justice must defend people's hearts. This is...this is...this is mine...my...root!"

Taking a deep breath, Chu Yuanxiao said: "His enemy is already dead, so I don't need to take revenge. But those innocent people killed by him, and their families, are still waiting for me to help. Those who are left in orphanages and are suffering in misery, I should at least visit them. If they want to change the status quo of their lives, I should do something within my power."

"This is the truth, this is...a human being should have...responsibility and integrity!"

Ying Zhu stood behind Chu Yuanxiao, smiling in the shadow.

"Hey! Kid! Do you know that you have gone into evil ways?"

"Now everyone is practicing the first precept, and they are all studying the formula of eating ghosts. If you eat and mess around like you, and still do unfinished things for these ghosts, it is evil!" Yingzhu shouted to Chu Yuanxiao.

Chu Yuanxiao paused in his footsteps, and then cursed: "Fuck the formula!"

This is a native language curse.

Chu Yuanxiao didn't pay attention, but under the influence of his charisma, more and more people started to approach him.

Some ghost eaters began to imitate him.

Instead of ignoring the ghosts' memories and miserable past, think of a way to do something for these ghosts that they didn't do in their lifetime without violating morality and conscience.

And soon, these people discovered that after doing those things, the ghosts that were eaten, no matter what their attributes or levels, were perfectly digested.

The ghost who was eaten, like the person who ate him without any resentment, merged into a whole and became his help.

Some people have even seen that their spiritual leader, Chu Yuanxiao, summoned a murderer, a tram ghost, a ghost of an amusement park, etc. to fight for him when he was facing a B-level ghost.

Just like in the legend, an onmyoji who controls all ghosts and shikigami.

In addition to the officially promoted first commandment to eat ghosts, a brand new genre is quietly emerging.

In a villa in Sky Tree, in the extravagant reception room, Boss Lu, who had just finished golfing with several dignitaries, met Mr. Niu.

"I heard that when you gave a speech abroad, you gathered 30,000 people in one class. It's really magnificent!" Boss Lu said to Mr. Niu.

Now, on one of them, the lofty attitude of the superior is more and more intense, and on the other, they are full of bookishness, exceptionally refined.

"It's not as good as you. You have entered the room. In this country...you will soon have a good voice." Mr. Niu responded.

There was a moment of silence.

It was Mr. Niu who opened the topic first: "I heard that recently there was an extra kid, and he took the real way of eating ghosts. He hit the road by mistake and has already embarked on the road of redemption."

Boss Lu poured the amber liquor into the glass, handed Mr. Niu a glass, and said, "That's right! There is indeed such a boy. The ghost killing team has already reported to me that several of their members have been following the boy and have already entered his side. They said they want to see if there are any hidden dangers in this route."

"Old cow! Your first commandment...is not very effective! The three captains of the ghost killing team made a mistake when they advanced to devour the B-level, resulting in an even more terrifying strong B-level weirdness. If I hadn't helped you cover up such a mistake, you would have become a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat. Instead of enjoying flowers and applause like now."