Douluo who was secretly replaced by the protagonist

On a blood-stained night, the red full moon looked so weird.Dim light shines on the earth, and everything as far as the eye can see is red earth.The red color is frightening.

A piece of land that was originally a lush forest was now full of pits and pits, as if it had been flattened by a force as powerful as a falling meteorite.

There were broken branches and leaves everywhere, mixed in the ground, and what was vaguely visible was dark flesh.The moonlight shone on the ground in a trance, and what we saw was a frightening and disgusting scene, like a deep hell.

Corpses, broken corpses, were all over the ground, and they were not broken by sharp tools, but were hammered into pieces by some kind of blunt instrument.As far as the eye could see, there was not a single complete body.

In the center of the pile of corpses, a burly and embarrassed man stood there, holding a giant hammer in his right hand. The blood on the huge hammer head had not yet dried, and it broke into strips of blood and slowly dripped to the ground.In front of him, the last enemy was smashed into pieces.

It's over, it's over.

The burly man looked up at the blood moon in the sky, his face covered in blood made him look so sad and tired.

The sound of the wind was shrill and desolate, as if it was trying to completely wash away the strong smell of blood here.Slowly, the blood moon in the sky was covered, and its light was no longer there.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, as if the sky was crying, and the raindrops fell in a pattering pattern. On this ominous night, when viewed from a distance, these rains exuded the blood of Shenren.

"Ahem"

The man was tired, and it took him a long time to catch his breath, but his throat was trembling uneasily.

"Uh oh oh oh, uh oh oh oh oh"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

This is a wounded lion, roaring in exhaustion for the last time.

The roaring lion's left hand never came out of his arms.It was the most precious treasure in his life.

Amidst this shrill roar, the burly man unconsciously felt a little warmth on his face.

Is it this rain or tears?

He couldn't tell the difference anymore.

It's rain... that's really strange.

His tears had completely dried up long before she left forever.

The rain washed away the dirt on his face, gradually revealing a face of endless vicissitudes. His expression looked so sad, as if he had lost everything.

The roar gradually stopped, as if he had run out of energy, or because he felt the movement in his arms, which made him stop venting his grief.

"Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

It was the cry of a baby, coming from the man's arms.

It was this cry that brought the man's mind back to reality.

He carefully took his left hand out of his arms, and saw a tiny baby lying in his arms crying. The little guy's eyes hadn't been fully opened yet, and he was just crying like that.

"Well, the kid doesn't cry. Dad is here. Don't cry. It's okay. It's okay..."

The voice was so hoarse, yet so gentle.He said softly while shaking slightly.

His voice was so difficult for anyone to accept, but it seemed to have some kind of magic power, making the little guy in his arms quiet down.

"Bah"

The little guy snorted and fell asleep quietly again. His two fleshy little hands tightly grasped the man's clothes, and his sleep seemed so peaceful again.

My broken and tired heart felt like it was soaked in a warm current at this moment.The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a smile. Now, in the man's eyes, only infinite tenderness remained.His left hand gently patted the swaddled baby while saying:

"My child, it's okay now. Dad is here. Dad will protect you...ahem"

Suddenly the man's expression changed wildly, he quickly turned his head away, and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood.He had already run out of energy, but for the sake of the child in his arms, he could only hold on until now.

Until now, everything is over. The giant hammer in his right hand has fallen to the ground, and he is no longer able to hold the handle of the hammer.

The man turned around and walked towards the dense forest.

In the hazy rain of blood, the child stayed in his swaddling clothes, sleeping peacefully in his father's arms. From the beginning to the end, his little hands never left his father's clothes, holding on tightly, with a cute little face , showing a satisfied smile.

The man left without looking back, and the giant hammer he abandoned on the spot turned into dots of starlight and disappeared behind him.

......

His consciousness fell into darkness for an unknown amount of time, like a person drowning in the deep sea, twisting and struggling feebly.But at a certain moment, I seemed to see a glimmer of light in this void, and I regarded it as a life-saving straw, clinging to it and waiting quietly.Waiting for this straw to float up and bring him back to the shore and return to the world.

Even though it's another world.

Perhaps due to obsession, after Tang Jun's consciousness fell into the boundless darkness, he could always faintly hear a few gentle whispers.

"It's okay, it's okay, dad is here, it's okay, it's okay..."

......

I don’t know how long we walked, but the rain had already stopped.The night sky cleared, leaving behind the bright starlight.

At this time, as far as the eye can see, there is a sea of ​​blue and exotic grass, scattered with little fluorescent lights, dotting the night, making everything seem so calm and peaceful.

A quiet mountain village is located in such a peaceful land.

When they came to the village entrance, the village chief grandpa, who had returned from a circuit of the village to do the update, also came to the village entrance to confirm and ensure the safety of the villagers.Although the village chief's grandpa looks so old, with gray hair and long beard.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The old man walked towards the village entrance step by step with a walking stick, and saw clearly a person walking in front of him through the starlight.

The figure looked so broken and tired.

The old man waited quietly for the figure to come to him.He saw clearly that they were a pair of dirty eyes.

A pair of lifeless eyes, completely revealing despair.

I saw the tired man in front of me stretching out his hands from his arms, handing out a child and sending it to the old man.A hoarse, deathly voice sounded:

"Old man, help me, take in the child..."

This man couldn't let go of the sins that covered his body. He didn't even dare to touch this innocent child with his dirty hands.He has lost the qualifications to be a father, and he only hopes that this child will be safe, even if he is not with him.

This is a kind place. If the children stay here, everything will be fine.

Just one sentence narrated everything and contained all his beliefs.Not another word was said.

The old man didn't consider the words of the man in front of him. He just looked at the child's fair and handsome appearance and his peaceful sleeping appearance. A kind smile appeared on his wrinkled face:

"This kid sleeps so soundly, haha"

The old man with gray temples hugged the child with a smile, stretched out a finger and tapped the child's nose. Watching the child wrinkle his nose unconsciously, that cute look melted the old man's heart.

"your child"

Just when the old man took the child and the man turned to leave, the hunched old man with a cane asked.

For an instant, the man paused, did not speak, and just closed his eyes. Just now, it seemed as if a ray of light completely dissipated from the depths of his pupils, the moment the child left his hand.

After being stunned for a moment, he started to walk away again.

But just a sound made him unable to move anymore.

It was the cry of a child.

As if he knew he was leaving, the sleeping baby was crying loudly at this moment.

"Quack, quack, oooooooo..."

The old man was busy coaxing the baby, and seemed a little in a hurry. He could only rock the baby softly.

"Hey, hey, kid, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, be good, don't cry."

The child's cry is so heartbreaking, as if he knows he has been abandoned.

After all, the man remained motionless, neither taking a step nor turning around.

I just heard the old man behind me saying:

"Recently, Mr. Li complained that the hoe at home didn't work very well. Xiao Zhang also said that the iron pot at home was broken, Xiao Zhao's hatchet was broken, and Xiao Liu's... this village lacked a blacksmith. ah"

"Hey, can you blacksmith?"

When the old man asked a question, it was naturally the man he asked.

Hearing this, the man's originally closed eyes suddenly opened wide, and he turned around suddenly, with light flickering in his eyes.Just looking at the old man's loving look coaxing the child, he finally nodded:

"Will do."

The voice was still hoarse, but it was no longer lifeless and had a slightly human tone.At the same time, the baby in the old man's arms stopped crying, as if tired from crying, and fell asleep again.

In surprise, the old village chief raised his head and looked at the man in front of him with a smile:

"Well... there is a house next to here that seems to have been vacant since the Mohe family moved to the city. How about you go and live there first?"

"..."

"Who are you"

"Just an ordinary bad old man."

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