Lord of Deception

Yu Ziqing stretched out his hand, trying to touch the things around him, but couldn't touch anything. He could only watch like this.

After watching for a few days, everything seemed ordinary, but soon, Yu Ziqing noticed a person, a neighbor of this family.

A very ordinary man, raising a child by himself, living a poor life, doing odd jobs in the city, which is enough to support his family.

However, there will always be ups and downs in these days, and there are also peak and off-seasons for work.

A very ordinary man with little education managed to get a bowl of rice with his own strength. Compared with the large number of civilians here, it was actually pretty good. At least he was not hungry.

But soon, something unexpected happened. A fifth-grade courtier in the Daqian court fell. It is said that it was because he was involved in an internal fight within the Jinyiwei. Now a new commander has appeared and he has been liquidated.

Who knows what the actual situation is in this small town.

However, the result was that the relatives of the courtier in the capital lost their protection and suddenly had to face a bunch of hungry wolves, tigers and leopards. In just one month, the family's power plummeted.

And this family is a big family in the city, where this man usually works.

Not only did men lose the opportunity to work, but a large number of people who originally relied on this family industry for a living also lost their jobs.

Add to that the fact that winter has begun, and the problem becomes even greater.

In previous years, it was rarely cold enough to freeze in this Gandong area, but this time is actually the busiest time of the year for work here, and most of the year's income comes in these months.

There is no opportunity for work this year, and the weather has become colder. At the beginning of winter, a thin layer of ice has already condensed on the surface of the water tank, and firewood is more expensive than in previous years.

The man went out early every day to look for work, went to the riverside, and then to the county government office. Maybe he would be recruited by the court. According to the example of previous years, although there was no salary, at least he was in charge of food. When he was full, the family You can save more than half of your food rations.

However, the fact is that there is basically no recruitment, and those who need to recruit sporadic workers are all people from the dental industry.

Unfortunately, the man was not chosen.

The family's rations are decreasing day by day, and the amount of food that the family's youngest son can eat is also decreasing.

In the past half month, I heard that a house in the city that burned firewood for heating accidentally burned down the house. The man did not dare to let his son burn some firewood alone at home.

Although there is not much firewood at all, I just burn a little when cooking.

Going outside the city to cut firewood is far more dangerous than usual in winter. You have to travel twenty or thirty miles to get firewood.

There are hills and woods nearby, but unfortunately those hills belong to a certain wealthy family.

The life of the man's family is getting more and more difficult. Although his neighbor's family, the girl's family, is also having difficulties, they do not lack for a bite of food.

Winter is getting colder and colder, even colder than last year. The man muttered about the bad weather and continued to look for work. Taking advantage of the early time, he grabbed some charcoal ash thrown by the rich and pulled out some still usable fires. shit.

It's a pity that he came late, and the few things he had were secretly collected by servants from the wealthy family and given to his relatives, without throwing them out at all.

A few days later, the days became more and more difficult, and the rice jar began to bottom out. My son was sensible and went to work secretly for someone in an alley. He got some food, but he also got frostbite on his hands.

The man felt sorry for his son, and while wiping his hands with local methods, he also said that he had met a kind person.

Then, the next day, when I went out again, I heard that the servant of the rich family had gone home for a funeral because he was poisoned by carbon while the family was lighting a fire and never woke up.

The man thought about the frostbite on his son's hands and muttered that it was a good thing he didn't grab the fire shit.

Yu Ziqing looked at the girl's house, which was as normal as ever but a little difficult. The man's son went to knock on the door and wanted to help find something to do. The woman who opened the door was kind-hearted and gave the boy some food.

The boy didn't want it, he said he would work and then he would stutter.

In fact, it is the season and there is not much work to do. I just chop wood and fetch water, and then when it’s meal time, I can have a hot meal. And this time, I have met a kind-hearted person.

The man went out early and came back late. When he came back, he opened the rice vat and found that it was full, and there was still half of what looked like a sweet potato on the table.

After carrying it like this for three days, the little boy fell ill and the man couldn't afford the money or medicine, so he gritted his teeth and borrowed money.

After struggling for two days, the boy's fever finally subsided and he was finally over it.

But on the third day, the debt collector came to the door with a fingerprinted debt note and reminded the man that on the seventh day, if he could not repay the principal with interest, he would have to use his son to pay off the debt.

At this time, the girl next door knocked on the door with a steaming bowl, saying that she heard that the brother next door was sick and wanted to bring some hot food.

The girl was a little afraid of the looks of those gangsters, so she hurried away after delivering the meal.

At this time, the gangster who came to threaten the debt collector watched the girl leave and stopped making trouble. Before leaving the house, he told the man.

"Your son has been seriously ill. If you take him away, you will have to pay for it. We are not happy to take your son away. This is just a no choice. Those of us who work must give an explanation to the higher-ups to save our lives." rice bowl."

Then the conversation changed and he said.

“However, it’s okay to send the little girl just now to pay off the debt, and I can also give you an extra half a tank of rice.

This will at least keep you going until spring. Once the weather warms up, there will always be a way to survive.

I will come again in a few days, and I can only take your son away. Think about it yourself. "

The debt collector left, and the man stood there blankly.

He went to borrow money, but there was nothing to pressure. He wanted to pressure himself, but no one wanted to, so he could only pressure his son. But if he didn't borrow money and didn't go to the doctor, he would be burned to death. There was nothing to pressure anymore.

This trouble came by force, and he naturally wanted to save his life first.

The next day, the man picked out some of the various gossips he had heard before, and then quietly squatted at the back door of a wealthy family. Before dawn that day, he saw the back door open and a cart came out.

The ground slipped, the cart overturned, and a young boy's body covered with scars fell to the ground in the straw mat.

The man couldn't help but take a step forward and almost walked out from the corner, because he was dazzled and almost mistook the body for his son.

He huddled in the corner and saw a A scoundrel appeared, swearing and arguing with others. He vaguely heard something about dying in one day, which caused him to be scolded and his monthly salary was deducted.

The man's hands were shaking a little, and he quietly retreated and returned home. Less than an hour later, the debt collector came again.

This time, the words were much more fierce, and he clearly told the man that if he didn't pay back the money with interest on time, then don't blame them for being ruthless.

The man wanted to clench his fists, but thought of his weak son, and let them go dejectedly.

He went to light a fire and cook porridge, the kind of real porridge that would not fall over even if you put a chopstick in it.

After eating, there was no need to wash the bowl, because the bowl was licked cleaner than the pocket.

Time passed, and the last day was coming.

The man sat at the door in a daze, not knowing what to do. After a while, a voice pulled his thoughts back.

"Uncle Ming, is my little brother feeling better? "

The girl next door asked with a trace of worry in her eyes.

The man looked at the girl, then looked past her to the alley in the distance. The figure of the debt collector had vaguely appeared there. Behind them, there seemed to be another person pushing a wheelbarrow.

It seemed to be the wheelbarrow that pushed the corpse that day.

The man's eyes were dull. He looked at the girl, then at the debt collector who was gradually approaching in the distance. His face began to change and he kept struggling. Then, with despair in his eyes, tears suddenly fell.

"Little...little brother, a little, a little better, he also said...he wanted to thank you in person for the sweet potato."

The girl, who was a little dirty on her body and face, said immediately.

"Then I'll go see my little brother."

After taking a few steps forward, I don't know what she thought of, and she quickly returned and went back home.

The man was a little disappointed, but he still breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, he saw the girl rushing out of the house with half a sweet potato and rushed into the man's house.

"I'll go see my little brother. "

The man looked at the girl's back, which gradually blurred, and the debt collector's hideous face became clearer and clearer.

Also clear was his son's weak and pale face.

He closed his eyes in pain, slapped himself hard, then stood up woodenly and looked at the creditor in front of him.

The creditor was about to say something when he heard the voice coming from inside and looked at the man with some sarcasm.

The debt collector entered the room, and after a few breaths, they came out carrying a motionless sack.

The debt collector took out a cloth bag and threw it into the man's arms.

"Okay, we're even."

The man sat on the ground dejectedly, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. He returned to the room and saw his son lying on the bed, with half a sweet potato on the ground.

His son was frightened and asked incoherently.

"Dad, those...those people, tied..."

The man came up and covered the boy's mouth with his hand, saying woodenly.

"You're wrong, go to sleep, it will be fine when spring comes. "

Yu Ziqing watched coldly, stretched out his hand to touch the building, but still couldn't touch anything.

He turned and left, following the gangsters.

In broad daylight, they kidnapped people without encountering any obstacles, and even the neighbors next door didn't know what happened.

The girl who was knocked unconscious and kidnapped was sent directly to the rich family before.

The next morning, the man came to the back door of the rich family again, ready to pick up some fire shit, because someone had died before, and now the fire shit started to be thrown out again.

He saw a small cart pushing a straw mat out again, and he could vaguely see the top of a head and a little red rope.

A gust of wind blew, and the straw mat was lifted a little, revealing a pair of empty eyes, staring at the man.

The man shuddered, and then Quietly stepping back, he recognized that it was the little girl.

A trace of resentment emerged in the empty eyes, and then began to grow rapidly.

Even though Yu Ziqing could not touch anything, he still felt it.

The cart pushed the body to the hill outside the city where civilians were not allowed to cut and collect firewood, and the body was buried here.

In the nameless and unmarked tomb, the resentment grew rapidly. On the seventh day, a fierce ghost with a red rope tied on his head and full of resentment crawled out of the tomb.

And at this moment, waves of resentment began to surge from the ground, constantly joining the fierce ghost.

The ghost's breath began to rise straight up, the resentment became heavier, and his eyes became redder and redder, so red that blood and tears began to flow.

Those resentments were all the wronged dead buried here.

The next day, the evil ghost possessed the person who was transporting the corpse and successfully entered the city.

At night, in the rich man's house, screams continued and flames began to rise.

The door was locked and no one escaped.

Yu Ziqing watched Li Gui killing and taking revenge. He saw the rich man being torn into pieces. His eyes didn't even change. He didn't feel the satisfaction of having a great revenge. He just felt that this kind of thing shouldn't happen.

At this moment, Yu Ziqing fell to the ground and suddenly felt down to earth.

He stretched out a hand and touched the wall, and his hand could touch it.

Yu Ziqing looked around, somewhat mockingly.

"What do you want to say? You let me see a tragedy, but couldn't touch anything. Now you let me touch it, do you want me to stop it?

Do you think that I can save those bastards in the filthy sea of ​​turmoil, and that I am really some kind of Holy Mother? "

A wisp of resentment condensed beside Yu Ziqing and turned into a black shadow.

"You want to kill me, but I don't want to die. I just want you to see what I stand for."

"All I saw was suffering."

Yu Ziqing glanced at the black figure.

"However, I feel that with your structure, even if you tamper with the character, you will not position it to the suffering of the human race."

"..." The shadow stopped talking.

"Let me guess, after you were deprived of the Dao, you felt that it was too easy, so you wanted to change your way of life.

Just like those bastards who were bound to the human race, you took the initiative to bind yourself to the human race and kidnapped something.

No matter what method you force others to use, even if they can kill you, they won't dare to kill you in the end? "

"Not bad." Heiying agreed simply.

"That's right, a guy like you who hides in a stinky ditch like a sludge sea in a troubled world, can you have any clever tricks?

Even if I tell you, if you position your personality on the suffering of the human race, you probably don't have the ability to tamper with it.

What you can tamper with is nothing more than binding the personal tampering to something related to resentment. "

The black shadow was seen through and there was no reaction.

He looked at the carnage in the house.

"Won't you stop it? It has indeed happened before, but it is indeed happening at this moment."

Yu Ziqing just watched without saying or doing anything.

The black shadow looked at the miserable situation in the house and continued.

“There will always be stinky ditches and sewage mire in this world.

In the abyss of sinking, there is precipitated malice and resentment in this world.

Without this place, your world would be in chaos.

What I carry is this heavy resentment, the cry of injustice, the scream of despair, and the obsession for revenge.

There must be a place to store these things, and I can easily carry them.

One day, this kind of thing will never go away.

It's like the malice never goes away.

My personality has not yet been fully formed, so you can take action.

But it's useless if you take action. All you can destroy is this evil ghost.

All you can stop is this evil ghost.

Even if you could kill me, would you dare?

You killed me, and from then on, these resentments no longer have a place to settle.

The most fundamental resentment will only continue to accumulate in this world.

There will only be more and more revenge fights, growing like a snowball.

If you want to stop it, you will have to kill everyone.

But is killing useful?

I used to think that I was just like the other gods, but after I truly felt the shadow of death, I found that I was afraid.

I was scared to death. I wanted to hide in that mire and be a bug.

Later I realized that I was a bug, a quagmire, and everyone was disgusted with me.

However, the world just needs a quagmire to keep the rest of the world clean.

Do you know how much resentment there is in this world?

When I actually saw it, I was shocked.

The world of your human race is a quagmire with a bright surface.

It is because there is too much injustice and too much resentment that I am what I am now, and my personality began to condense the moment I set foot in this world.

If I die, this quagmire will lose its order and will completely explode at any time. "

Black Shadow gave up on himself, gritted his teeth, and directly showed his cards.

Just as he was talking, the screams in the wealthy family disappeared, and the evil ghost flew out and headed straight for the man's house.

In the late night firelight, Li Gui dragged the man to the yard. The weak young man in the house looked at Li Gui in horror.

The black shadow pointed and asked Yu Ziqing.

"Do you want to stop it?"

Black Shadow didn't wait for Yu Ziqing to speak and continued.

"You think this man is dead if he dies, but have you seen that boy?

This fierce ghost has become red-blooded and most likely will not keep that young man.

Should that boy die too?

If that young man had not died, he would have been resentful and wanted revenge.

One day, he will kill that evil ghost again.

If Li Gui's family knew the truth, would they continue to come and kill this young man?

You think revenge is right, but it also represents this never-ending resentment.

There is always strength supporting my existence.

Because you can never satisfy everyone, there will always be resentment.

In this quagmire of mine, there will always be mud settling down.

Can you change it? Can you change this?

This has been a problem that can never be solved since the beginning of time.

There are no stinky ditches, no stinky quagmire, no one to deal with this thing that everyone hates.

Then the whole world is full of quagmire. "

The shadow's tone became more and more fierce, and the evil ghost's attacks became more and more fierce. The man's screams resounded throughout the world.

Yu Ziqing raised his head and looked around. This place was becoming more and more real, and he could feel more and more information.

He understood that the moment this place completely coincided with reality, the identity of the black shadow would be completely completed.

Now, it’s a confrontation of ideas.

If he agrees, he will continue to catalyze it.

And all of this comes from his own heart, and he cannot change it.

He even understands that he could not touch anything before, but when tragedy takes shape, his sense of powerlessness will deepen and his identification with revenge will become stronger and stronger.

He even really agrees now that the world needs a cesspool.

Black Shadow is shameless and has no bottom line. He turns himself into this cesspit, the most filthy and disgusting existence, but it is an indispensable thing.

Even if Yu Ziqing could really do it, he really wouldn't dare to destroy the cesspit of this world casually.

The Great Demon of Sinking compares himself to maggots just to survive.

There is a saying that is right, if a person has no shame, he is invincible.

If these gods were completely shameless and gave up their glory and everything, they would be much more shameless than humans.

During the conversation, the man died.

Li Gui had indeed lost his mind, his eyes were red with murder, and he wanted to continue killing that young man.

The weak young man leaned against the door and stared blankly at the flying ghost. The ghost grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

Yu Ziqing still didn't move, he sighed with a complicated expression.

"Some of what you said is indeed true. If a city is filled with filth and filth, feces and urine will be everywhere.

In fact, it is more likely to breed epidemics, which will cause everyone to pay a huge price.

Therefore, a cesspit is needed.

But this is not a manure pit dug just because it is needed.

It's about digging a cesspit for a better life and to avoid immune diseases.

You don’t need to take some correct ideas to cover them all.

I will not stop revenge here, but it does not mean that I agree with all revenge and killing.

You want to use my recognition to help you consolidate your personality, but you are thinking too much. "

Following Yu Ziqing's words, the young man was about to expire.

The young man shed tears and looked at the red ribbon on Li Gui's head.

"I understand. I... am just timid. Sister, I'm sorry, please kill me."

The boy stretched out his hand and found half a sweet potato that was already dry and hard.

Li Gui's red eyes slowly gained a hint of intelligence. When she looked at the boy who was already turning purple, her eyes suddenly became complicated.

At this time, in the Taoist court, a little black man with the word "Li" printed on his big head stood in front of the ghost gate.

Looking back at the other little black men, he took a resolute step and walked out of the ghost gate.

Under Yu Ziqing's body, the Holy Bridge of Bones emerged. A small black man with a big head walked down from the Holy Bridge of Bones with his head held high and his chest held high.

At this moment, he was qualified to walk across the Holy Bone Bridge.

Yu Ziqing told them that as long as they did not step out of the ghost gate, no one could do anything to them.

But at this moment, Xiao Heizi, who carries the name of Li Gui, feels all this.

Yu Ziqing gave them a way out, and now they will return the favor. No matter what Yu Ziqing does, he will stand by Yu Ziqing's side.

The black shadow stared at Xiao Heizi who came out. There was still power here, corroding Xiao Heizi.

Yu Ziqing stretched out a hand and rubbed Xiao Heizi's big head. He was a little surprised that Xiao Heizi would come out to help.

The presence of this little black man who represents Li Gui means that no matter what Yu Ziqing chooses or does, Li Gui will be the same.

Yu Ziqing looked at the ugly little Heizi, and became more and more satisfied with it. He stretched out an arm, picked up the little Heizi, and then looked at the black shadow.

"Haven't you always wanted to know why it was so smooth to seize the Dao?

Let me tell you the truth, because those who have gained the right will have many help, while those who have lost the right will have few.

It's because they chose me on their own initiative, not because I forced them to do something.

And my existence is your biggest flaw. "

Yu Ziqing flicked his wrist, and a razor light appeared.

The black shadow stood there, looking like he was going to kill someone at the slightest sign. He chuckled, and then it turned into a laugh.

"You agree with me, no matter how much you agree with me, you can't kill me."