Infinite Sims

Chapter 112 The Black Broken Sword

"The law of heaven is not fair, the law of heaven is not fair!"

In the wilderness at night, Fang Shouxin staggered on the uneven mountain road.

He was about forty years old, tall, but skinny, dressed in shabby and dirty clothes, with grief and resentment on his face, sometimes swearing, sometimes laughing.

He looked like he was about to go crazy.

Boom!

There was thunder in the sky.

In an instant, the rain fell with a crackle, drenching him into a drenched rat.

"God thief!"

Fang Shouxin's eyes were shattered, he raised his finger to the sky, and shouted sharply: "You are also a bullying person, and you will bully a law-abiding, moral and benevolent person like me. Pooh!"

Spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

He continued to walk along the mountain road against the heavy rain, and stumbled into a temple with wind leaking on all sides and rain leaking on the roof.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the temple, Fang Shouxin stopped.

Looking at the dry land near the Buddha statue in front, the haystack and the two thin quilts on it, he seemed to lose his soul at this moment, and stood there in a daze.

thump!
Fang Shouxin knelt directly on the ground.

That fist, which was almost covered in skin and bones, hammered the ground crazily, even if the blood was bloody, it couldn't stop him.

"Madam Shuang'er, I'm sorry for you!"

Fang Shouxin looked up at the dry land in front of the Buddha statue, his red eyes left traces of water, whether it was tears or rain.

On the distorted facial features, there was a look of despair.

Just last night, he finally went out begging for some food and came back, only to see the scene he least wanted to see in his life.

His wife and daughter died, disheveled.

Distraught, he chose to use a board and a rope to drag their bodies to report to the police, but after half a day of frustration, he finally reached the edge of the town with difficulty.

Then, then...

Thinking of this, Fang Shouxin suddenly smiled.

Laughing like a ghost alive, hideous, ugly and disgusting.

In front of a deacon of the Immortal League and dozens of townspeople, a few people suddenly appeared and snatched the bodies of his wife and daughter.

after that.

The deacon of the Xianmeng even scolded himself sternly, and said that under his management, within a radius of a hundred miles centered on the town, it is absolutely impossible for any unconscionable things to happen, and even threatened that if he dared to To fabricate facts, you must behead yourself to show the public.

How arrogant, how domineering.

"God is not fair! God is not fair!"

Fang Shouxin burst into tears again.

He didn't eat for a day, and under the grief, he fell to the ground weakly.

"I think we are trustworthy, hardworking all our lives, being kind to others, and never let up. After [-] years of hard work, we have obtained a fairly solid family fortune."

"In a famine year, I will even open the granary at home, or lend or donate to those who are about to starve to death, and never charge any interest."

"And that Yu Fan is just a scoundrel, who only knows how to sneak around and flirt with women all day long. Last year, he even targeted my daughter. That's why I asked my servant to beat him up hard."

"But for the sake of his begging for mercy, the successor did not report to the official, and even found a doctor for him, I don't want to"

"It turned out to be the bitter fruit of today!"

Fang Shouxin cried so hard that his voice was already hoarse.

Who would have thought that Yu Fan would complete the transformation from a scoundrel to a person with a bright future in just a few months.

Followed by.

A large group of people who wanted to curry favor with Yu Fan even more recklessly forced his family to ruin, all the servants died tragically, and he, his wife and daughter became beggars.

However, those who have been helped by him in the past pretended to be deaf and dumb. When they saw themselves in trouble, they not only refused to help, but even mocked and beat them.

Take the help I gave them in the past as a matter of course.

His own reputation has also changed from a great benevolent person to a big landlord and a big villain who has committed a lot of crimes.

It was pouring rain outside the temple.

The rain fell on the ground and bounced back onto Fang Shouxin.

He felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and his consciousness was getting more and more drowsy, as if he didn't even have the strength to move.

perhaps.

It's not bad to die like this.

Fang Shouxin thought with self-deprecation, now that his family is ruined, facing the death of his wife and daughter, and there is no way to ask for help, it is better to die like this than continue to live in pain.

"Old man, he still runs pretty fast!"

Amidst the rain, several cursing men walked into the temple.

Fang Shouxin glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, but didn't speak.

He remembered that these people were all idle rogues, they seemed to have a good relationship with the poisonous snake-like Yu Fan back then, and they often hang out together.

But Yu Fan not only didn't intend to support them after reaching the sky in one step, he even denied ever being with them.

So these few people are still rogues, even worse than before.

"Look at the old man's dying appearance. Even if we don't come tonight, he won't live until tomorrow."

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't use it. Just take the reward and sleep under the quilt. I don't need your rain."

"Put your thoughts away and take care of what the deacon ordered. Even if this old thing is dead, we have to come here to make a show, understand?"

"Understand."

Several people were talking and laughing while twisting the water on their clothes.

It turned out to be to kill me.

Fang Shou thought confidently.

He didn't expect that the deacon, who used to have a kind face, would be so cruel and ruthless, even completely disregarding the rules of the fairy alliance.

I don't know the master of the Immortal League who is aloof.

Do you know that the beautiful world he created is nothing but rotten rubbish on the surface.

"This old thing is still alive, why not kill him first."

After twisting the two waters on the clothes, a rascal said suddenly.

"idiot!"

The rogue leader looked at him and cursed: "It's raining so hard outside, we can't go back at all, we're going to sleep in the temple tonight, with a dead man next to us, did you sleep well?"

Boom!

A sound of thunder.

The thunder light reflected into the pitch-black temple, illuminating the painted Buddha statue in the temple.

"Never mind."

The ghostly Buddha statue immediately gasped the rascal in fright and shook his head quickly.

It's scary enough here.

If one more corpse is added, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep all night.

Fang Shouxin, whose life and death were easily decided by them, actually didn't care whether he died early or late.

In his heart, he even expected these people to end him earlier.

"Old stuff."

The rogue leader squatted next to Fang Shouxin's head, grabbed his hair and lifted his head up, forced his eyes and said, "I have to say, your wife and daughter are really good, but it's a pity that they are too strong, just about to strike I’m looking for death, but fortunately, I don’t shy away from these things, so I can still use them.”

"Haha, that taste is really wonderful, what's so wonderful?"

"Wonderful!"

"Yes, it is wonderful, white and tender."

The three rascals next to him also let out laughter.

"It's you!"

Fang Shou's confident eyes were instantly bloodshot, and his body filled with anger suddenly gave birth to a new force.

He grabbed a nearby stone and slammed it hard at the rogue leader.

Snapped!
The darkness already affects the line of sight, and what's more, it can't be prevented.

The head of the rogue leader was hit hard by a hard stone, and he immediately fell to the ground, screaming.

But Fang Shouxin's strength is too weak to cause much effective damage at all.

"Old man! How dare you hit me!"

The rogue leader reluctantly stood up, kicked Fang Shouxin into the temple, touched the blood that was splashed on his head, and immediately shouted angrily: "Hit me, hit this old thing hard, be careful not to let him die!" Too fast!"

Hearing his words, the other three raised their fists.

Although they didn't want to be affected by a corpse next to them when they went to sleep tonight, since this old thing wanted to die, they could only fulfill him.

"Kill you, I will kill you..."

Fang Shouxin was kicked and rolled around in the temple like a doll, and his voice became indistinct because of lack of strength.

He wanted to get up, to kill all these people, to avenge his wife's daughter.

But the blow just now had exhausted all his strength.

Now he can't even raise his hands to protect his face, let alone kill these murderers who blasphemed his wife's daughter.

"God is unfair..."

With a puff, Fang Shouxin spat out a mouthful of blood.

If you die, you can turn into a ghost.

He decided to kill all the people around him, as well as the deacon in the town and those ungrateful townspeople, not letting anyone go.

"Want revenge?"

In a daze, Fang Shou suddenly heard a voice from the bottom of his confidence.

Without any hesitation.

Fang Shouxin shouted in his heart: "Yes! I want revenge!"

"Then, hold the tick in front of you, as long as you hold it, you can take revenge."

The voice sounded again, and it didn't seem like illusory words.

this moment.

Fang Shouxin regained consciousness slightly, opened his cloudy eyes, and looked forward with great effort, only to find that there was a black broken sword less than half an arm's length away from him.

"There really is a sword!"

"But, can a broken sword give me revenge?"

The corner of Fang Shouxin's mouth moved, and he laughed at himself, but he didn't have the energy to laugh out loud.

With his current body like a broken willow in the wind, not to mention a broken sword, even a sword that cuts iron like mud will have no effect.

However, he still squeezed out his last bit of strength and stretched out his hand to Broken Sword with difficulty.

Fang Shouxin didn't know why he did this.

Maybe I just want to catch this before I die, the hope that I imagined in my heart.

Amidst the cursing voice and the constant fists and kicks on him, Fang Shouxin finally grasped the hilt of the broken sword.

A touch of coldness.

It spread from the hilt to the palm of my hand, and then spread to the whole body.

For an instant.

Fang Shouxin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if his blood had froze.

The pain that was constantly spreading into my mind disappeared at this moment, and a new force was quickly born in my body.

(End of this chapter)