"Jia! Jia! Let's go! "
"You've ridden enough. Now it's my turn …"
"Why isn't this lunatic walking anymore? I won't give you anything to eat if you don't. Crawl!"
As they got closer, even Wei Ci and the other commoners could hear the commotion in the dilapidated temple. A few children seemed to be arguing about something.
Salted Fish in the streaming room had a vague feeling that a storm was brewing. There were fewer bullet screens on the screen, and only one or two lines occasionally floated by.
Jiang Pengji said in a low voice, "Let's go."
Lu Zheng vaguely guessed something. His originally brisk footsteps suddenly became heavy, and some hesitation flashed across his face.
As they got closer to the dilapidated temple, everyone could see what was happening through the cracked walls of the temple. Jiang Pengji's face suddenly darkened.
Among them, only Wei Ci remained calm.
Because in his previous life, he saw a completely unfamiliar Hua Yuan at the same place, at a different time, in the same dilapidated temple.
When he found Hua Yuan in his previous life, he was completely crazy.
The children in the nearby villages teased him and rode him like a beast. If they were happy, they would tease him. If they were unhappy, they would hit him with stones. They played a game of "heroes killing ferocious beasts." The children played the "heroes," and Hua Yuan was the "ferocious beast" that they killed.
These children were naturally evil. When they were "naughty," they would put their urine and feces in broken pottery bowls and tease Hua Yuan to drink or eat. Rotten eggs, dead rats, cockroaches, bedbugs, stones, and even pig and dog feces were the children's tools for pranks. Hua Yuan, who was teased by them, would only laugh foolishly. If he was bullied, he would only whine helplessly like a cub and struggle meaninglessly. Even though Wei Ci had a grudge against Hua Yuan in his previous life, he could not help but soften when he saw this scene.
He used to be a person who stirred up a storm, but now he ended up like this.
He did not want to lose his mind, and all his evil deeds went against his conscience. He was like a puppet controlled by others all his life, and he had no control over himself.
He did not know how the real Hua Yuan would feel when he woke up and saw himself in such a pathetic state.
Wei Ci had once softened and tried to take care of Hua Yuan. On the second day, he received news that Hua Yuan had died in front of his deceased parents' graves.
Perhaps, death was the true release.
He never thought that a similar scene would play out before his eyes for the second time.
"What are you doing!"
Jiang Pengji strode into the dilapidated temple. The five children of different ages were startled. They saw a few nobles in clean clothes standing outside the dilapidated temple. They could tell at a glance that they were not ordinary people. The one in front was very scary. They screamed and wanted to escape. One of them was riding on a beggar with unkempt hair and a dirty face. His legs were short and he couldn't move fast. When he turned over, he was so scared that he fell down.
If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't bother with a few children.
Jiang Pengji was different. The child who escaped quickly was caught by the servants. The chubby boy bumped into her and she lifted him up by the collar. Children were the most sensitive. They could sense Jiang Pengji's aura more clearly. That was why Jiang Pengji liked children, but they didn't like her very much. The chubby boy's reaction was even more realistic. He didn't know how to struggle after being caught. He was so scared that he kept crying. Two streams of tears rolled down his face, and milky white mucus flowed down his dirty nostrils and into his mouth.
Lu Zheng's eyelids twitched. He was worried that Jiang Pengji wouldn't control her strength and pinch the children to death.
The other children were caught by the servants. One of them was still naked.
Judging from his previous actions, he had just peed on the beggar in the dilapidated temple.
It was true that Jiang Pengji liked children, but she didn't like the kind that disgusted her.
"Beat them up and teach them a lesson. If their parents can't teach them well, don't blame others for teaching them! "
The servants did as they were told, but they controlled their strength. They only beat them until they cried, but they wouldn't hurt their muscles or bones.
Their movements alarmed the villagers nearby. One by one, they came over with a hoe, trying to get Jiang Pengji to release the children.
Seeing the clothes and the swords hanging on their waists, the villagers were terrified again.
Jiang Pengji didn't do anything to the villagers. She just let them take the children back so they could discipline them.
"If these little bastards were older … Hmph!"
Jiang Pengji snorted. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was full of killing intent.
Hua Yuan felt like he had a long and terrible nightmare. The scenes were intermittent. He could see clearly, but he couldn't control his body. He couldn't wake up. That was until a terrifying aura approached him, and the ice-cold touch made him quiver.
His muddled mind suddenly became clear.
Hua Yuan's face was blank for a moment. After a while, he looked like he was about to cry, or maybe he couldn't cry anymore.
"Hua Yuan?"
An unfamiliar female voice came to his ears. Hua Yuan raised his head and looked. He was in a trance.
This person …
"Master Lanting?"
Even though they had only met once many years ago, Jiang Pengji was a woman with a unique charm. It was hard to forget.
Even though they hadn't seen each other for many years, he could still recognize her.
Behind Jiang Pengji, Lu Zheng's face was full of disbelief. He didn't expect the dirty, ragged beggar in front of him to be Hua Yuan. His right foot seemed to be broken. The wound on his ankle had been soaked in the muddy puddle of the dilapidated temple and was rotting …
Jiang Pengji said, "Yes."
Hua Yuan looked a little uneasy. He smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry to have let you see such an indecent scene."
Jiang Pengji asked, "Have you regained your senses?"
Hua Yuan sighed and said, "The illness of insanity will only end when one dies. I'm still clear-minded for a moment, but I might go crazy again after a while. "
He didn't seem surprised by his situation.
His cloudy eyes also became clear. There was relief in his eyes, and some of his former elegance could be seen.
"You know why I'm here?"
Hua Yuan said calmly, "I can guess a little … but I still have some regrets. I hope you can help me."
His wish was not excessive. He just wanted to freshen up by the stream, change into a clean set of clothes, and pay his respects in front of his parents' grave.
Jiang Pengji asked the servant to give him an extra set of clothes.
After washing up, Hua Yuan was no longer in a sorry state, but he looked more than ten years older than before. His hair was mostly white.
Lu Zheng said to Wei Ci in a low voice, "Look at him. He can't even say half a word about the speech he prepared."
No matter how much he hated Hua Yuan, he had to admit that Hua Yuan was quite a character.
He could stir up trouble not long ago, but now …
Wei Ci asked him, "Your heart has softened?"
Lu Zheng said, "What's the point of being calculative with a lunatic who's always acting crazy? I don't even have the energy to think about it."
"Your heart has softened, but he wants to die."
Lu Zheng was stunned.
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