Chapter 1374: Words and deeds for couples (103)

Song Yiyan treats her own people well, treats enemies who don't cooperate, regardless of his three-seven-two-one, he went up with a violent hammer, and the hammer died.
The thunder was rolling, and the lightning was swaying. The two rooms of flesh and blood that had been slashed became and bloody, and the flesh and blood began to fly everywhere, mixed with screams.
The picture is too and cruel, and shocking, so that the ghosts and monsters in a radius of ten miles are trembling with fright, hiding in their own acre of land and dare not move.
Through the dark night, you can see the lightning in the air and the sky thunder, all attacking in one place, rolling down, with no effort to react at all.
Song Yiyan took a few steps back in disgust and warned the ghost: "If you dare to stain my clothes, I will let you die!"
"I said, I said, I said all, Master, please be forgiving, please stop!"
The dilapidated house, doors, windows, and several walls were all smashed into the air. The scene was very miserable.
The monster became frightened, and stared at her, and the remaining ruins shook three times: "Please stop, Master, I say, I say everything."
Fortunately, he protected his body, even if he was so, he was still dispelled by half of his soul.
He has lived for hundreds of years and has been entrenched here. What kind of Taoist priests have not seen before are all useless things, vulnerable to a blow. He thought that the one in front of him was the same, and he had no ability.
It's because he hasn't met an opponent for so many years.
Song Yiyan came to look for him, mainly for Chen Shan's business. She took the money to do things, and when she saw him begging for mercy, she gave up.
The monster heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that she had put away the bronze sword that summoned the sky thunder in her hand, and told her the whole story.
A hundred years ago, when the monster was not a monster, it was a person, but a very deformed person, with an ugly face, with three arms but only one leg.
He was thrown away by his parents just after he was born, and was later discovered by the hunters on the mountain, only to get his life back.
Orion treated him very well, raised him as his own son, and taught him the ability to hunt and survive.
When he just turned eighteen years old, there was a severe drought.
In three years, there was not a single drop of rain in the sky, and no grains were harvested. Even the turf and bark on the mountain were gnawed away and hungry.
He and Orion had lived on the mountain, backing and eating the mountain, and they could survive the first two years. By the third year, the mountain was already dry and even the fur of an animal was not found.
Animals ran away if they could run, and all animals that could not run were starved to death.
Everyone is looking forward to a rain in the sky, and to rescue them who are suffering.
One day, a Taoist priest came from the village.
The Taoist figured it out and said that it didn't rain in the village because a monster had appeared. It was because of the monster that God wanted to punish them and not give them rain.
If it wants to rain, just give the monster to the heaven.
The only monster the villagers could think of was him. The villagers took the iron tree and carried the rake, went straight to the door, and kidnapped him.
At that time, Orion accidentally fell while going hunting in the back mountain, paralyzed on the bed, desperately begging those people that he was not a monster, begging them to let him go.
At that time, the people in the village were already crazy because of the torment of hunger and drought. They were so hungry that they didn’t care about anything. They said that the old hunters were also evildoers and helped the evildoers. If he hadn’t adopted the monsters, God would not have suffered natural disasters. .
A group of crazy people took the stone directly and smashed the old Orion to death.
It wasn't enough to smash to death. I don't know which suggestion it was. He said that food should not be wasted. In front of him, he cooked and ate the old hunter who treated him like a parent and child.
During the famine, there were many situations where people could eat and eat. But he didn't expect that he would experience this personally, seeing his relatives being treated like this.
At that time, he was very guilty and hated those people so much. He vowed that even if he died and became a ghost, he would never let them go. He would kill them all and avenge the old hunter.
That afternoon, the villagers tied him up and piled up firewood next to him.
After the Taoist priest finished the Dharma, the villagers cheered and lit a flame, watching him being submerged and burning by the fire.
He hated that all he saw was a pair of ruthless, indifferent eyes.
He remembered those eyes, and the hatred in his heart was accumulating, growing, spreading, and frantically moving.
He vowed to kill them all!
They can no longer be called humans at all!
Later, he got his wish and became a ghost.
That night, he killed all the people in the village, put their souls into the grass and trees in the forest, and put their flesh and blood into the home.
He wants them to live forever, he wants them to repent, to despair, to never rest, and to accompany the old Orion with a guilty heart.
He tortured them every day, watching them in pain, and crying desperately for mercy.
He enjoys such fun.
In this way, year after year passed.
He continued to absorb the abilities from other ghosts and began to grow, becoming the most terrifying ghost, and the nearby villages had become empty villages, and no one dared to approach.
With the passage of time, there was a war near here, many people died, resent spirits and ghosts were everywhere.
He preyed on ghosts like crazy and increased his strength.
But who knew that he ate too much and fell into a deep sleep, digesting his ability to absorb.
This sleep lasted thirty years ago.
When he opened his eyes, he found that everything had already changed.
There are villages in the mountains, people live, and the times have changed. It is no longer the war-torn era in his memory.
He found that his soul had become a house. When he was asleep, his soul merged with his dreaming home.
But this house is no longer the house where he lived with the old hunter, but a house where a man called a ranger lived.
He had just regained consciousness and did not intend to harm him.
But that ranger was not a good thing, he was a perverted murderer, using the hut in the forest and his identity to cover up his own madness.
He hates humans, and when he first saw the rangers kill, his heart was refreshing. The smell of blood would excite him and make him feel happy.
But later, the ranger was no longer satisfied with torturing and killing normal adults, and began to bring some women and children who were helpless.
He couldn't stand a ghost who hated and poisoned human beings, and when the ranger committed another crime, he was strangled.