Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know

"Wen Renwu!" Wen Ren'e had just carried little Yin Hanjiang home when he heard a loud shout, "Are you the gangster who secretly smashed the Wang Beard Restaurant the day before yesterday?"

A burly man with broad shoulders and narrow waist, who was a head taller than the young Wen Renwu rushed in, stretched out his hand and flicked Wen Ren'e on the forehead, and said angrily: "Our frontier army protects the people. How can you mess yourself up in the rear?"

Wen Ren'e was in a daze for a moment before he remembered that this man was his elder brother Wen Rentai, Tai of Guotai Min'an.

The memory is too long, Wen Ren'e thought for a long time before he remembered that it was indeed him who smashed it.Wang Huzi is a drunkard who fears that the world will not be chaotic. He spends all day in the border town saying that the city will not be able to hold it sooner or later. He heard that people will leave sooner or later. Here, it is better to die early and be reborn early.

Wen Ren'e was also in the wine shop a few days ago, and the young man's feelings are simple and strong, disgust is disgust, like is like.He respects his father and brother, and thinks that as long as there are famous people in the border town, nothing will happen to him.Hearing Wang Huzi's words, he was so angry that he masked his face and overturned Wang Huzi's wine in the middle of the night, and roughly shaved off his beard, making Wang Huzi's chin full of scratches after shaving.

At that time, he thought he was secretive, but he didn't expect that a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in the border town, with excellent martial arts, who ran around on the roof all day, was probably the only one in the whole border town.He was instantly recognizable by those bright, cynical eyes unlike those of the entire town.

Young Ah Wu's forehead was flushed red by the bullet, Xiao Yin Hanjiang was so angry that he opened his mouth and bit Wen Rentai's arm.

Wen Rentai panicked immediately: "Child, let go! My arm is too hard, don't bite your teeth too hard!"

Little Yin Hanjiang: "..."

The five-year-old man was at a loss in front of Xiao Yin Hanjiang, afraid that he would hurt him, so he had to vent his anger on his younger brother: "Wen Renwu, do you use children as a shield when you do something wrong?"

"Xiaojiang, let go." Wen Ren'e pinched Yin Hanjiang's face lightly, and said softly, "The face has just been bandaged, so don't drag the wound."

Little Yin Hanjiang opened his mouth slowly, Wen Ren'e hugged Yin Hanjiang with one hand, hooked his elder brother's shoulder with the other, pressed his forehead on Wen Rentai's generous arm, and said in a low voice: "Brother, it's so great to see you again." All right."

Even if this is just his soul sea memory.

Wen Rentai has been stationed in the frontier fortress all year round, his skin is not very good, a little dark and rough, his black face flushed, he raised his hand full of scars and calluses, touched Wen Ren'e's head, and immediately shook his head and said: "Give me less!" Come on, today's beating is indispensable!"

Wen Ren'e was beaten that day, his father was in the barracks, and his elder brother was guarding the rear.Wen Rentai pressured him to apologize to Wang Huzi and pay for it, and in front of the people of the border town, he imposed military law on Wen Ren'er in the wine shop, with fifty army sticks, beating the boy's back to the point where his back was ripped apart.

Little Yin Hanjiang was hugged by Wenren's mother, and he screamed angrily, wanting to break free from those not-so-soft hands, and pounced on him to cover his back.

"Don't move!" said the woman who looked very gentle but actually had a straight spine, "Look carefully, no matter what the reason, as a frontier soldier, if you do something that hurts the people in private, you will be dealt with by military law. It is also because of his young age. , so the penalty is less, otherwise the stick will not be broken, and he will never pass the test!"

"My heart hurts..." Little Yin Hanjiang touched his heart and said.

"Of course it hurts, it hurts my son, it hurts my mother's heart." Wen Renwu's mother wiped away a line of tears, she raised her hand and continued, "But you can't do without beating, the affairs of the common people are no small matter! "

A tear that was not wiped off fell on Yin Hanjiang's little hand, he licked it, it was salty and astringent.

After being beaten, Dr. Li gave Wen Ren'e medicine—hardly.

After bandaging, he had to kneel at the martyr's shrine for a day and a night.

Little Yin Hanjiang wanted to accompany Wen Ren'e, but the servants were unable to do so, so he prepared a cushion for him.He had just cut out the flesh from his leg, so he couldn't kneel down at all, so he could only sit on the mat and said angrily, "Your Majesty is right."

"No, I was wrong." Wen Ren'e explained gently.

"How could Your Majesty be wrong?" Little Yin Hanjiang raised his head, his eyes full of admiration.

"You've always seen me like this?" Wen Ren'e scratched his nose with a smile, "No wonder in your eyes, I'm the least like 'me' in your phantom."

When it came to the illusion of inner demons and the inability to recognize them, Xiao Yin Hanjiang's face was wrinkled again, looking very annoyed.

Fortunately, here is Wen Ren'e's soul sea, and Yin Hanjiang is also a soul body, so he will not be affected by the inner demon.In his eyes, there is only the young man Wen Renwu, and there will be no other superfluous "Supreme".But...there are mothers and older brothers who look like His Majesty, they hurt His Majesty, but because they are so much alike, Little Yin Hanjiang is reluctant to teach them a lesson.

Wen Ren'e touched Yin Hanjiang's little head, and said seriously: "Yin Hanjiang, I was not born strong, nor was I wise since I was a child. When I was young, I thought that my parents and elder brothers were heaven, who could ward off all disasters in the world, and that the border town would always be peaceful, but It was a big mistake."

How can anyone be omnipotent?It's just to prop up the spine, even if the spine is broken, it won't let you see your weakness.

Wen Ren'e told Xiao Yin Hanjiang what would happen after being beaten.One month after he was fined, his father, Marshal Wenren, returned to the border city on a rest day. Hearing about this, he beat up the boy Awu again.After the beating, he changed from a strict father to a loving father, and told him about Wang Huzi's past.

This wine man is 50 years old this year. 40 years ago, Marshal Wenren was just a child. At that time, the border town was in emergency, the local garrison fled, and foreign cavalry invaded. Wang Huzi, who was only ten years old, was hidden in the wine cellar by his mother. The immature and innocent eyes have witnessed countless crimes.

Hearing this, Yin Hanjiang also thought of his past, and his heart ached so badly that it became difficult to breathe.

Wen Ren'e held him in his arms, and continued: "But he survived, and he survived until my grandfather was ordered to lead the army to take back the border town. He was an orphan during the war, and he can go with the army to the nearby government office, where there is a philanthropic hall." Take these children in. He didn’t leave this border town, but stayed and became a militiaman. Before I was born more than ten years ago, he followed my mother and threw stones on the city wall to keep out foreigners.”

"Then why did he still say that?" Yin Hanjiang asked.

"Because what he said is all the truth. Wenren's family can't defend this border city." Wenren'e's voice was full of pain.

This is the past that he never dared to recall.These fresh lives, some good and some evil, some treacherous and cunning, some philistine, each one is a color that is neither black nor white, drawing a picture of a frontier fortress full of vitality.

In the end, Wenren's family was slaughtered, and the imperial court ceded nine border states to the foreign race. On the first day after the ceding, the foreign race slaughtered the border town, men, women and children, no one was spared.

"Don't look at my face." Wen Ren'e hugged the little Yin Hanjiang in his arms, and buried his head tightly in his chest. Yin Hanjiang wanted to raise his head several times, but was pushed back by the young Wen Renwu.At this moment, he is still a teenager and can be weak.

Drops of cold water fell on Yin Hanjiang's hair, Yin Hanjiang thought, these water droplets should also be salty and astringent.

"Your Majesty..." Yin Hanjiang let out a muffled voice in front of the boy's clean and sunny chest.

"Here, call me Wu." Wen Ren'e said.

"Ah, Ah Wu..." Little Yin Hanjiang blushed, wondering if his chest was too stuffy.

Wen Renwu's health is so good that he was alive and kicking within a few days after being punished. He continued to fight wits and bravery with his master every day. He stole the house and gave it to his ten-year-old sister. .After being discovered by his mother, Xiao Yin Hanjiang sat on a chair beside him and watched Brother A Wu being spanked with his hands covered. His fingers were slit wide open, and a pair of bright eyes were exposed between the middle finger and the ring finger.

"Mother, don't let him watch me being beaten." The boy A Wu said depressingly.

"You still know how to be ashamed!" The mother slapped him again while speaking, "You know how to be ashamed and you still steal the wine from your younger sister's dowry, I'm really mad at you!"

After being beaten, he was punished to write big characters. The young man couldn't sit still. Wen Renwu's butt hurt, so he had to lie down on the bed and write big characters. Little Yin Hanjiang looked at his crooked characters. His master's characters have always been beautiful.

"Cizi is a matter of growing up. Now I only want to practice martial arts, and I don't care about these things. I want to cut off my wife's beard and make a brush for him every day." Wen Ren'e laughed, "It was only later Knowing how useful these things are, martial arts can protect the family and the country, and literature can teach the world."

"That's why you look at Zhong Liqian differently?" Little Yin Hanjiang asked, holding his chin. Most of his injuries had healed, but the scars all over his body were a bit scary.

"Troubled times need Wen people, but prosperous times need people like Zhong Liqian. Without us, troubled times will never turn into prosperous times. Without them, prosperous times will soon turn into troubled times." Wen Ren'e said.

A month later, Marshal Wenren returned, and as Wenrenwu said, he was beaten again.This time, little Yin Hanjiang was not angry anymore. He found that here, anyone can beat Brother Ah Wu twice. He beat him once every three days, and once every five days. After drinking for the dowry, he can scratch his brother's scratches with all his teeth and claws.

Little Yin Hanjiang's face was full of scars. He wanted to wear a mask, but found that many people in the border town had scars on their faces, and some had broken legs and hands, but no one looked at them differently.

Brother Ah Wu told him that these were wounded soldiers, and there were also civilians who were accidentally injured.Everyone here smiles at life with scars, and no one thinks they are pitiful, because once they think so, they are really pitiful.

So Yin Hanjiang also learned not to wear a mask to face people, and there was no one around who looked at him strangely. Even the ten-year-old Wen Renyan liked his little brother very much, and often secretly fed him vegetables that he didn't like.

Yin Hanjiang knew that these people were just the memory of His Majesty, and the memory deeply hidden by His Majesty was so soft.

I have lived happily like this for more than a year, and what should come will always come.What has happened cannot be changed, and Wen Ren'e's memory faithfully presents that scene.

Withdrew the frontier army, Wen Renwu ran back to the capital after recovering from his injuries, and saw countless heads hanging on the top of the city.

He rummaged through the pile of corpses and cried loudly at the mass grave, while little Yin Hanjiang watched the scene quietly.

People who look very similar, somewhat similar, not quite similar, or completely different from the respected person leave like this, and life is so fleeting.

Now the two of them, alone, leaned together and lit a fire.Those who die by beheading are not worthy of entering the tomb, and the young Wen Renwu has no ability to buy coffins for his clansmen, and he himself is still a wanted criminal.

He arranged countless headless corpses in a row, and set them on fire one by one. Little Yin Hanjiang didn't help, but just looked at him.

"I remember, you seem to like lighting fires very much." Wen Ren'e lit the last small body of Wen Renyan, who was in his teens, and turned to ask Yin Hanjiang.

Yin Hanjiang was silent for a while, shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "I burn the guilty people, and look at their bodies that have committed crimes in the past, and light up the night sky. I think this is their only use, and it is different from now."

People from the Wenren family didn't do evil, they lived better.

"I don't like them being burned..." Xiao Yin Hanjiang covered his mouth, his throat choked.

Wen Ren'e wiped away his silent tears, and said softly, "I don't like it either."

Yin Hanjiang still remembered that when he first took over Xuanyuanzong, Wen Ren'e ordered his subordinates not to hurt ordinary people, and those who disobeyed were killed by Wen Ren'e in extremely cruel ways.

He suggested indifferently at that time: "My lord, Xuanyuanzong is a demonic way, if you suppress it too much, you may rebound."

"If you dare to rebel, you will die," Wen Ren'e said coldly, "The common people are innocent."

At that time, Yin Hanjiang was ignorant and only knew how to obey orders.At this moment, he understood that Wen Ren'e was willing to fall into the path of killing. In the blood and death, what he had to protect.Behind Wen Ren'e, what is supporting his endless fighting spirit.

The common people Wen Ren'e guarded turned into his never-say-die fighting spirit, and what he guarded was also guarding him.

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Little Yin Hanjiang's career in the handsome mansion——

Little Yin Hanjiang, observe quietly, observe, this one looks like a master, and that one looks like that too.Secretly learning the traditional engraving techniques of the Wenren clan, he engraved many statues and his family members, hiding under the quilt, feeling that he owns the world.

Wen Renwu: Why is the bed so tight?