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Huzi also didn't understand why his father changed as soon as he said he wanted to change, and he didn't understand what mistakes he had made that made his father unhappy, and he didn't understand why the father who loved him was the same as the father who beat him cruelly. personal.

There was no movement in the courtyard. Huzi knew that his father always liked to drink heavily and would not get up until the sun was high. And the wife he later married, who was his stepmother, was not a very hardworking man. Huzi's father doesn't get up, and she won't get up to cook.Huzi jumped from the courtyard gate, and ran directly to the big tree in the courtyard, activated the star spirit art in his body, concealed his aura, and used the method Wu Ye'er taught him to hide his figure Huzi's father and stepmother would definitely not be able to see him or feel his existence even if they stood directly in the middle of the yard, not to mention the cover of the branches.

Huzi looked down at every part of the courtyard. Once, there were mothers everywhere here, as well as his childhood running and laughing. But everything changed later. His thin, crying shadow, there are many weapons in this yard that are not weapons.This weapon is not for the outside world, nor is it for guarding the homeland in troubled times, but for beating his own son.

Heart, still because of fear, could not help but tremble.The man just sat on the branch and stared blankly at the ground in a daze.

Time passed for a long time, and it seemed as if it had only passed for a moment. There was some movement in the room, and I could hear the sound of my stepmother getting up to wash and cook.Huzi felt very strange, on weekdays, it was his father who cooked the meals and waited for the stepmother and his wife to enjoy them.When the family of three is full, if there are leftovers left in the soup, the tiger will be able to eat a few mouthfuls. If there are no leftovers, or if his father is in a bad mood, the tiger will only be hungry .

After a while, Huzi's father also got up, and when he got up, he began to swear and eat breakfast.

Huzi was quite puzzled, his father had always obeyed the young stepmother, what happened today?He even dared to beat, beat, and curse at her, but his stepmother didn't dare to resist or speak back at all.Did my dad change his gender, or did the sun rise in the west?
After practicing Guoxing Lingjue, Huzi's senses such as ears, eyes, and smell became extremely sensitive, especially when he was concentrating, the voices of the two people in the room seemed to surround Huzi directly. In the ear, I can hear clearly.

"Why are you crying? You little bitch, howling with Lao Tzu early in the morning?" Huzi's father scolded angrily.

Unexpectedly, the always strong stepmother didn't dare to refute him, she just silently wiped away her tears and packed up the broken items on the ground.

"Bang!" There was another crisp sound, accompanied by the cry of the child.

As soon as he heard the child's crying, Huzi's father became even angrier, and scolded: "You little bitch, you have done so many shameless things behind my back, and I don't even know the green hat on my head!" How high is it!"

"I, I didn't!" Huzi's stepmother sobbed softly in fright, trying to get up to coax the child.

Huzi's father kicked his stepmother aside, and said angrily, "You don't? If it weren't for the fact that you were born with a disease and urgently needed a blood transfusion, I still don't know the blood type of this little bastard! Tell me, I am Type A blood, you have type O blood, how did you give birth to a bastard with type B blood?"

Huzi's father, who became more and more angry as he talked, picked up the woman who had fallen on the ground, dragged her all the way to the yard, tied them with a rope, and hung them on the side of the big tree where Huzi was hiding. on the thickest branch, just like a tiger cub was hanging on it back then.Huzi's father took out a stick from the house and hit the woman mercilessly.The muffled sound of the stick hitting the human flesh made Huzi tremble again, and every time he was hit, Huzi's heart twitched, as if the stick hit him.

Huzi didn't feel sorry for that woman, on the contrary, he hated this woman, and hated his own father even more, but this familiar scene and familiar muffled sound brought Huzi back to that era full of shadows.

The woman's screams and begging for mercy were mixed with the heart-piercing cries of the children in the room, but any normal person would feel unbearable, but Huzi's father seemed to be on a stimulant. It's heavy.The stick fell mercilessly on the woman's body, leaving scars one after another. Huzi knew how painful it was. When he was beaten, those scars were so painful that he didn't dare to change his clothes. A little bit, it hurts even more.

Huzi's father, Xu, had not subsided from the alcohol last night. After beating enough, he threw away the stick in his hand, looked at the dying woman, and said with a sneer, "Little bitch, why didn't you think of today when you cuckolded me?" I was also blind back then, and was fascinated by your beauty. I let my son not hurt, but went to hurt you and other people's bastard! I want you to pay for everything you have done!"

After scolding, Huzi's father let the woman down from the tree, but did not let go of her tightly bound hands, and just dragged her all the way into the house, muttering: "Bitch, since You are my wife, so you should fulfill your obligations as a wife, and don't let this beautiful face and figure be wasted!"

The woman woke up a lot from the pain, and asked in a trembling voice: "Let me go, what are you going to do?"

"What to do? Naturally enjoy my right to be a husband!" Huzi's father said viciously, dragging the woman all the way into the bedroom.

Huzi's stepmother's bruises all over her body were excruciatingly painful to touch, but Huzi's father didn't have the heart to pity her, let alone care about the feverish and crying child lying on the bed. My child, Huzi's stepmother was about to pass out from the pain caused by her rough actions.

Huzi hiding in the tree felt a deep sense of suffocation when he heard the screams and cries in the house. Is this still his father?Or is it the father who once let himself ride on his shoulders and made him laugh and laugh?Today's person has a distorted, brutal, and psychopathic personality. How can he be a father and a husband?Not even worthy of being one!

Huzi began to feel sorry for the stepmother who had provoked his father. The future of this woman will surely live in hell. For her, Huzi can't hate her anymore.Even, Huzi began to feel a little grateful in his heart. If it wasn't for the father who was instigated by his stepmother to beat him up, he wouldn't have run away, and he wouldn't have met Ling Ge, Nie Xinyuan, or Nie Xinyuan. There will be such an encounter today.

But Huzi still hated his father, and his stepmother had no blood relationship with him, so it was understandable to treat him badly, but he had the same blood in his body as his father, how could he beat himself like that?As if he wasn't his son, or even a human being, just an animal hanging there, waiting to be slaughtered.

After struggling in his heart for a long time, Huzi still decided to let go of this hatred. After all, this is his biological father, and he can't treat those who killed Brother Ling the same way.Huzi's nature is kind, and he would never do that kind of patricide.Looking at his father and stepmother today, Huzi knew that their lives would never be peaceful and happy again. In a sense, it was a sigh of relief for himself and revenge for himself.Therefore, Huzi decided to let go of everything. From now on, this place is no longer his home, and the people living here will no longer have anything to do with him. Whether they live or die, they will no longer have anything to do with him. relationship, and I will never interfere in any of their affairs.

Hu Zi quietly jumped down from the tree, ignoring the once harmonious and loving family of three in the house, and left.

When we returned to the Wu family mansion, it was almost dark, and Nie Xinyuan and Wu Yeer had already returned from get off work. Only Zhu Zhu was still busy with "a wisp of cooking smoke". is busy.

Seeing Huzi come back, Nie Xinyuan asked with concern: "Is it resolved?"

Huzi nodded and said, "Yes! It's all settled."

"Why did it take you so long to come back? How is it? Is everything going well?" Nie Xinyuan asked again.

"Everything went well. They were all dealt with at midnight last night. I went back to Brother Ling's house and stayed with him for the last night." Huzi said calmly.

Nie Xinyuan was still quite puzzled, this little tiger had a strange expression today, he looked calm, but he felt disheartened, and he talked a lot more than usual today.Nie Xinyuan asked again: "Then you should be back in the morning?"

Huzi exhaled lightly, and then said: "I went back to my former home in the morning to take a look."

"Well, it's time to go back and see your father." Nie Xinyuan didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, Hu Zi was still a half-grown child, and he had been away from home for two or three years. How could he miss home?
There was a sad smile on Huzi's face, and he said lightly: "It's no longer my home there, and I'm relieved to see that they're not doing well!"

Nie Xinyuan carefully looked at the expression on Huzi's face, and knew that the pain in the child's heart was too deep, so he simply changed the subject and asked: "Lao Liu is still practicing in the secret world, do you want to temporarily Stay in the secret world and practice with him?"

Huzi thought for a while, his revenge had already been avenged, and he had completely given up on that former family. In this world, except for Nie Xinyuan and Wu Ye'er, he had nothing else to worry about. Rather than staying in this world, it would be better to go to the secret realm and concentrate on cultivating, so he nodded resolutely and said, "Okay!"