When he was ten years old, Ran Shaotang had the opportunity to kill Shen Weiyong.

The bowl of minced meat porridge mixed with heartbroken grass has been brought to the young man's lips.

Thirteen-year-old Shen Weiyong has not yet developed the vigilance he would have in adulthood, calling everyone a thief.

Or maybe he never imagined that a weak boy he met in a ruined temple late at night during a thunderstorm would kill someone he had never met.

Ran Shaotang's dark pupils glowed with an unusually clear and cold light.

The light was like a cold blade, shining on Shen Weiyong's neck, chest, and eye sockets piece by piece.

It actually made the person holding a bowl of porridge raise his head as if he was aware of it.

Their eyes met, caught off guard. "Why are you looking at me like this?" Although it was windy and rainy outside, Shen Weiyong was close to the burning firewood, but beads of sweat were already appearing on his forehead.

He wiped his forehead, hesitantly pushed the porridge in front of Ran Shaotang, and asked tentatively, "Little brother, how about you drink it?"

Ran Shaotang came back to his senses from the urgency of getting revenge, his eyes lowered, and he regained the innocence and innocence that a child should have.

She smiled, revealing a small pear dimple on her left cheek, which was really pretty.

"Young Master, let's drink. I'm already full." She gently pushed the porridge in front of Shen Weiyong, took out a clean handkerchief from her arms, and pressed it calmly on Shen Weiyong's forehead, "It's easy to keep wet. Catch a cold."

In that life, I took care of him with such meticulous care. Unfortunately, I was so infatuated that I paid him to a beast by mistake.

Shen Weiyong was startled by the little boy's actions. He couldn't help but lean back.

Ran Shaotang smiled and stuffed the veil back into his arms.

"Young Master looks kind-faced, like a distant cousin of mine." She explained calmly, pouting to signal Shen Weiyong to drink the porridge.

Shen Weiyong was wronged and left his family to take care of his son, but he felt unspeakable sadness in his heart.

He picked up the bowl and brought it to his mouth.

Ran Shaotang's heart was beating almost in unison, but he pretended to be nonchalant and smiled at him.

Drink it, drink it, and the grudges between you and me in the past life will be settled.

God allowed me to meet you in advance, which is a gift to me and a kindness to you...

The hole in my heart that had hurt for three lifetimes was finally filled up. My unborn child can finally rest in peace.

Drink it quickly.

Shen Weiyong hesitated and glanced at the little man in front of him again. His facial features were outstanding and handsome, but unfortunately the pink birthmarks under his eyes ruined the scenery.

The hot air from the meat porridge blows into the nose, fragrant and warm.

It had an irresistible temptation for him who had walked in the cold rain for a long time.

Shen Weiyong came from a wealthy family. From the gorgeous carriage parked outside the temple, he could tell that the people taking shelter in the temple were either rich or noble.

Looking at the white glazed porcelain bowl with lotus branches in his hand, and the boy in gorgeous clothes squatting in front of him, he picked up the spoon without hesitation, took a spoonful of porridge and slowly put it into his mouth.

Ran Shaotang's heart was about to jump out of her throat, and she could feel that the big hole in her heart was about to be filled.

This was the first time she had killed someone in public, and she had hated her enemy for three lifetimes, so she was more excited than expected.

However, this feeling of excitement did not last, and the bowl in Shen Weiyong's hand was snatched away. The spoon fell to the ground and broke into two pieces. Half of the withered grass on the ground was buried in the fragrant minced meat porridge.

Shaotang stood up ferociously, wanting to see who the blind man was who ruined her good deeds. Just when he saw Cheng Yi gently shaking the porridge in the bowl, he sniffed.

"Uncle Master? What are you doing? Give him the porridge." Her voice was childish, but her tone was sharp.

Cheng Yi frowned: "I won't pay it back."

Ran Shaotang was very angry and jumped to grab it. However, the height difference was too big, like an ant trying to shake an elephant. She was sweating profusely in vain.

"The porridge is mine, and I can give it to whoever I want to drink."

She looked at her uncle Cheng Yi angrily, but his uncle Cheng Yi was determined not to do what she wanted.

Shen Weiyong became suspicious and stood up from the fire: "Little brother, I'm not hungry anymore."

"Aren't you hungry?" Even if I'm not hungry, you have to give me something to drink.

"Just wait, I'll help you fill another bowl." The worst is that the poison will be used again, and she has plenty of heartbroken grass.

With quick eyes and hands, Cheng Yi quickly picked up Ran Shaotang's collar and lifted her into the air from the steaming pot of porridge.

While Ran Shaotang was worried about not exposing his knowledge of martial arts, he pretended to be a child and danced around without any structure, and started fighting with his uncle Cheng Yi.

It's a pity that Cheng Yi is taller and has a height advantage, so she is no match for Cheng Yi.

The frightened Shen Weiyong hid aside.

Shen Weiyong's father, Shen Xiuming, was promoted, and the Shen family returned to Beijing from Yuyang Pass.

On the way, Shen Weiyong had a quarrel with his brother. When his father found out, he blamed him without asking the reason. He left the family team in anger and ran away. Unexpectedly, the weather was not kind and it rained heavily.

I wanted to take shelter in the temple and wait for my family to come find me, but now I seem to have encountered... a weirdo.

The boy was wearing gorgeous clothes, but the adult man was wearing coarse clothes. If the boy hadn't called the man uncle, he would have thought the man was the boy's servant.

But now, the two apprentices and nephews are fighting over a bowl of porridge... He always feels that something is wrong, something fishy.

Although this porridge is mouth-watering, seeing how the two apprentices and nephews fought desperately for a bowl of porridge, it is better not to drink it.

He cautiously stepped back towards the door step by step. Xie Yingren, who had been cooking porridge silently, blocked his way with a horse spoon.

"Sir, it's windy and rainy outside, it's better to stay in the temple for safety."

Ran Shaotang, who was at a disadvantage, heard Xie Yingren's voice and secretly called out "Miao". How could she have forgotten this honest and honest child?

"Brother, don't let the young master go out in the rain, he will get sick." It would be difficult to catch him if he ran away.

Xie Yingren ignored this junior brother who had just met Yue Yu, and just glanced at the master who was teaching someone, and then acted obediently according to the master's eyes, and obediently removed the horse spoon that was blocking the way.

Shen Weiyong seized the opportunity and jumped out into the rainy night like a rabbit. He was wondering which direction to run when his family members who were looking for him had already arrived.

There was a commotion outside, with the clatter of horses' hooves, the sounds of reproach, persuasion, and joy all mixed together.

It seemed that someone proposed to go into the temple to take shelter from the rain before leaving, but Shen Weiyong firmly stopped him.

After a brief silence, the group hurriedly left in the rain.

Ran Shaotang couldn't beat Cheng Yi. Seeing his enemy disappear into the rainy night, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

It was the Shen family. She heard Shen Weizhong's voice.

Ran Shaotang clearly remembered the way Shen Weizhong looked calmly when he urged his younger brother not to be soft in the secret room of the Shen family.

He and he, they were all her murderers, how could they leave so easily?

Shaotang once again felt the despair when his abdomen was cut open. He dreamed many nights that he was helplessly holding his belly, trying to protect the fetus. However, once his abdomen was empty, his body was like a sieve leaking... .

"Cheng, why are you stopping me? Why?" She was trembling all over. She didn't care about respecting her teacher and stopped fighting with him. She just hugged his arm and bit him.

Xie Yingren raised a spoon and was about to beat Ran Shaotang, but Cheng Yi stopped him with a look.

Cheng Yi raised the minced meat porridge in his hand and asked Shaotang, whose eyes were red, in a low voice: "Why poison?"

Shaotang was startled and relaxed.

Ran Shaotang thought she had done it cleverly, not letting anyone in the temple see it, but after all calculations, she still managed to hide it from her uncle. Anyway, since she knew everything, she was not afraid to tell it.

With a stick in his neck, he spat out two words: "Kill him."

He spoke every word, gnashing his teeth, which was especially scary in the sound of rain.

A bolt of lightning struck from the night sky, followed closely by the rumble of thunder.

The only Buddha statue in the ruined temple that had not fallen was instantly illuminated, and its lowered eyes seemed to move.

Xie Yingren caught a glimpse of it accidentally and was so frightened that he almost threw the horse spoon in his hand. He trembled and pulled his sleeves into his sleeves: "Master, there is something strange about the Buddha statue."

Cheng Yi shook off Xie Yingren's hand and let him go.

How could he be in the mood to listen to his apprentice's nonsense? At this moment, his face turned pale with anger at Ran Shaotang's answer.

Unexpectedly, the little nephew he wanted to bring back all the way was so cruel and despised human life that he would kill someone like an ant.

In fact, he only vaguely noticed that there was something wrong with the porridge, but he didn't want it to be true.

Along the way, although Shaotang didn't complain that he was hungry, his stomach growled loudly, so he sent Yingren to buy ingredients when he passed by the town, and immediately started cooking when he arrived at his destination.

Originally, Shaotang had been obediently staring at the porridge in the pot, fearing that it would not be his share.

It can be seen that after seeing Xiao Langjun who suddenly broke in to take shelter from the rain, Shaotang devoted himself to him.

Although he had not eaten anything along the way, he actually said that he had already eaten and insisted on putting his own porridge in people's mouths. Only then did Cheng Yi feel strange.

After grabbing the bowl, I really smelled something wrong with the porridge. It seemed like there was gallbladder in it.

When asked, this daring nephew admitted without hesitation.

Cheng Yi's face was livid, and he wished he could drag him to the master right now and show him that this was the child that he insisted on taking back.

He suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice: "Why did you kill an innocent person?"

She is so vicious at such a young age, not like a junior sister at all. You know that bastard named Ran is not a good person, to teach such a child.

Ran Shaotang was asked by Cheng Yi.
To be continued...