The Record of Righteousness

"So that's it, mother, damn Member Li, that son of a bitch, and that blind man Liu are not good either!" Wang Qing was helpless, he could only twist his face and curse.

After scolding for a while, Wang Qing asked again: "Brother, how is my sister-in-law doing?"

"I don't know." Wang Xi's voice was choked, and he uttered these three words tremblingly.

"The three of us were walking around in the street well that day. That bastard should have been keeping an eye on her for a long time. He took her away with a few servants. Our mother was beaten to death by Bai Zhezhu's men... "

"But where did he get the news? Who tipped him off?"

"Who else could it be? Of course it's Niu Bingdao!" Wang Xi gritted his teeth as soon as he mentioned Niu Bingdao, and his mutilated body and bloody face became even more ferocious.

"Niu Bold? Niu Er's father?!"

Wang Qing was shocked and asked: "How could he do such a thing? How did you know, brother? He is an honest man. Hasn't he always had a good relationship with our family? Are you mistaken?"

"That day my mother was beaten to death by the Bai family... I was dragged to the county government office by them, and Niu Dadan came. He thought I had fainted and didn't pay attention to me. I secretly saw him nodding and bending to take the money from Bai Zhezhu. "

"Niu Dadan is a tenant just like us. Why can he ask for money from the Bai family? Isn't it because of this?"

Although Wang Xi is simple and honest, he has a very bright mind. He understands the ins and outs of this matter.

Wang Qing really didn't expect that Niu Bingdao, who was usually kind and honest, betrayed them. It was like there was a huge stone in his heart, blocking his chest and driving him crazy.

"How bold! I, Wang Qing, swear to kill your whole family. My father treats you like a brother and sister. Today my family is ruined and both my parents are dead. If I have a chance, I will kill them!!!"

"All the dog officials, Bai Zhezhu, Bai Zhelan, must die, ah ah ah ah..."

Wang Qing's eyes were red, and he was wearing rough clothes. His cheeks were still as swollen as his buttocks. His clothes were ragged and his hair was disheveled. He felt like he was about to be pissed to death.

His mother's head was chopped off and her body was missing. I didn't know what the dog officer would do with my father's body. Even collecting the whole body for them was a luxury.

The bones are not yet cold, the family is broken and people are dead, how miserable it is! Too bad! Hate it! ! !

Wang Xi sat in the corner and just kept sighing. He had no reaction to his brother's curses and madness. He accepted his fate.

The wounds on his body were all turned into black scabs of blood. Even if he moved, he would feel crazy pain, especially the two thick pieces of wood on the soles of his feet. This was not a pain that ordinary people could bear.

Although Wang Xi is Wang Qing's eldest brother, he is only twenty years old at most. How did the two of them experience such a life and death separation?

In the eyes of the brothers or others, this was just an ordinary thing where a wealthy bully raped a common girl and preyed on the common people, but they never thought that disaster would befall them.

What they don't know is that they are not the so-called pure bullies, but worthless victims in a sectarian struggle.

Wang Xi felt very tired, in pain, and exhausted, and he gradually fell asleep.

After being silent for a long time, Wang Qing saw that his eldest brother had not moved, so he felt his breath with trembling fingers.

Without a faint breath, he left with his broken body.

He is dead.

There were no earth-shattering cries, no farewells, and no earth-shaking deeds. He just left.

He suffered the most vicious bullying and the most painful and inhuman torture in the world, just like a breeze blowing and a blade of grass withering, he died silently and meaninglessly.

Perhaps, this is the meaning of life for ordinary people.

Wang Qing's hand bones crackled as he kept breathing heavily to control his emotions. What can he do?

Are you going to cry again? No, that would just make you look more like a buffoon.

He has no power, no money, and now even his relatives have died one after another. Wang Qing understands that it will be his turn soon. He even wants to die right away and reunite with his family. It is too painful to live like this.

Wang Qing gave up struggling and stared blankly at the dark cell.

Perhaps, quietly waiting for death to come is the best choice...

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"Crash..."

Several jailers worked hard to open the thick black chains. The jailer walked in, glanced at the two Wang Qing brothers, and commanded his jailers:

"The county magistrate has ordered that the dead one be thrown into the food market, and that the still alive one be taken out and taken to the dark forest in the north of the county seat."

Several jailers couldn't help but remove the chains from his body and dragged Wang Xi's body out like a dead dog.

Wang Qing had lost all hope and only wanted to die quickly. He did not resist while being held by several government officials, and just followed the cell leader numbly forward.

After leaving the county town, I don't know when, in front of me is a dark and dense forest, with a small mountainous area in the middle. In fact, the leaves of this tree are dark green, but from a distance, they look black.

This dense black forest is inaccessible, with few pedestrians passing by, and only a few brave woodcutter cutting firewood here. There is a mass grave deep in the black forest. When poor people die, they just dig a hole and roll it up. The straw mat was thrown in there.

A few people did not go deep into the dark forest, but just the outside was already chilling. The dense leaves blocked the sun and added a touch of chill.

"Okay, here it is."

The jailer waved his hand in front and stopped at a flat place. There were many corpses wearing prison uniforms and rusty clothes around them.

It seems that this group of yamen runners have done this kind of thing a lot. I don’t know how many people died unjustly in Qingping County.

One of the two yamen runners held a ghost-headed broadsword, and the other was watching the excitement on the side. The jailer looked at all this indifferently.

"Go ahead, let him go early and reincarnate early!"

The jailer's cold voice came, and a cold light flashed, and the ghost-headed broadsword was about to fall.

"Dangcang!"

What fell down in response was not Wang Qing's head, but the ghost-headed broadsword. Then a blood mark appeared on the necks of the two yamen runners and the jailer. The head slipped off and blood spurted like a pillar. Their expressions before they died were all shocked.

In an instant, three lives were easily trampled to death.

The blood of the yamen runner behind Wang Qing sprayed on his face. He hadn't reacted to what happened yet. He was extremely shocked and excited.

He couldn't help but laugh wildly:

"Hahahaha, God has eyes, God has eyes, hahahaha."

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