In August of the ninth year of Tianbao in the Tang Dynasty, Shuzhou, Jiannan Road, at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, Shiqiao Village.

At noon, everything is silent, and the green mountain forest is accompanied by the chirping of birds and the chirping of cicadas, echoing in the silent valley, making people feel more and more depressed.

Under a large locust tree on the mountain road at the entrance of the village, seven or eight villagers gathered in the shade of the tree, staring solemnly at a standing thatched hut not far away, with awe and excitement in their eyes.

A salesman carrying a load of goods came slowly from the end of the mountain road. When he saw the villagers gathered under the big locust tree, the salesman cleared his throat and shouted loudly.

"Exchange millet and rice for cloth, pottery pot, needle and thread..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a villager scolded: "You idiot, you are calling me a hammer! Get away from me."

The salesman was suddenly like a rooster that was suddenly strangled by the neck while it was crowing. He was holding back all his yells until his neck turned red.

No one paid any attention to him, and all the attention of the seven or eight villagers was focused on the simple and dilapidated hut not far away.

The salesman travels all over the country, and he is familiar with the villages and countryside near Qingcheng Mountain. He can even remember the name and appearance of each villager. He carries a load of goods every day and uses small objects such as clay pots, cloth heads, and needlework to communicate with each village.

He exchanged food with fellow villagers for food. Over the years, many villagers in the village became friends with him.

Naturally, the seven or eight villagers in front of him knew each other. The salesman didn't mind when the villagers scolded him. Seeing that everyone's eyes were still fixed on the thatched hut, the salesman curiously approached him and whispered in a sneaky tone: "You guys

What are you looking at?"

No one paid attention to him.

The salesman still doesn't mind. No matter how small a businessman is, he is always very thick-skinned. He has been used to being ignored for many years and has learned to give himself a warm hug.

Squinting at the ordinary thatched hut, the salesman frowned and said, "Huh? Isn't that the Gu family's house? Is the Gu family's baby crying?"

A villager couldn't stand the salesman's nagging and explained angrily: "The Gu family only has one child, Gu Qing. In the past, Gu Qing was timid and fearful. He didn't even dare to let go of anything when he was bullied..."

The salesman nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I remember that kid. He was so honest that anyone could bully him. Several times I saw the kids in your village chasing him and beating him. He was doing evil."

The villager sneered: "Gu Qing is honest? That happened before yesterday."

"Oh? What's an explanation?"

"Yesterday afternoon, Gu Qing lost his temper. Suddenly, his temperament changed drastically. The little bully Ding Erlang of our village chased him. Gu Qing was hiding and running. He accidentally tripped and hit his head on a big stone. He bled.

There was a lot of blood, and he lay on the ground without moving for a long time. After a while, he got up, and then his whole person changed..."

The salesman asked curiously: "What has become of him?"

"He became like a cornered rabbit, chasing Dingjiro in turn. First he grabbed a handful of sand to blind Dingjiro, then he sat on top of him and punched Dingjiro one after another.

After crying for his father and mother, Ding Erlang begged for his life, and Gu Qing stopped. After he stopped, he was not finished yet. Gu Qing asked him if he would accept it. Ding Erlang's face was beaten into a pig's head, so naturally he did not dare to refuse. It was not over yet, Gu Qing forced him.

He shouted two strange words loudly, and after Ding Erlang finished shouting, Gu Qing let him go..."

The salesman asked with great interest: "What two words?"

The villagers glanced sideways at him and sneered to cover up their embarrassment that they actually didn't understand those two words clearly.

The salesman chuckled, looked around and then said: "So, with so many of you gathered here today to stare at Gu Qing's house, is there anything exciting to watch?"

The villager looked around furtively and lowered his voice: "The two brothers of the Ding family, Dalang and Erlang, are famous bullies in our village. They are unreasonable and aggressive people. Dalang was in the county seat yesterday when Erlang was beaten.

Here, when I returned to the village at noon today, I learned that my brother had been beaten. How could Da Lang be able to swallow this sigh of relief? Da Lang just made a promise and vowed to avenge his brother. Looking at this scene, I guess the excitement is about to come..."

Just as he was talking, there was a sudden bustle of people in the southwest corner of the village. A burly man walked towards the Gu family's hut first, followed by a short young man with a bruised nose and swollen face. These two were obviously the two brothers, the eldest son and the second son of the Ding family.

Two feet apart behind the two brothers, a group of villagers watching the excitement stood in the distance. They were afraid of the two brothers' power, but it would be a pity not to watch such a big excitement, so they followed sneakily like a group of criminal gangs eyeing their prey.

all the way.

Under the big locust tree, Villager A sighed worriedly: "I'm afraid the Gu family's children will not be able to please me today. Ding Dalang is famous for being ruthless. Several of his fellow villagers were killed in his hands back then..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Dalang was already standing in front of the thatched hut, pointing at the weak firewood leaf and starting to curse.

"Gu Qing, come out and die! If I don't destroy you today, I'm sorry for the beating my brother got!"

The onlookers behind him became noisy for a while and then immediately became quiet.

The simple and dilapidated thatched hut still stood quietly under the scorching summer sun. The door of the thatched hut was always closed, and there was no movement inside.

Ding Dalang paced back and forth in front of Chai Fei, his expression becoming more and more ferocious, and his eyes showing murderous intent.

"Gu Qing, don't force me and come out on your own initiative. I will spare your life. If you are caught by me, I will kill you!" Ding Dalang roared hoarsely.

There was still no movement in the hut.

After a long time, when Ding Dalang became more and more impatient, the door of the hut suddenly opened a crack, and a hand stretched out from the gap, with the index finger pointing upward, and ticked Ding Dalang outside the firewood door, paused, and ticked again,

Then an extremely provocative voice came from inside.

"Come here!"

The onlookers gasped and looked surprised. Ding Dalang was stunned, then became furious, kicked open the firewood door, and strode into the Gu family's yard with a cruel smile on his face.

"Okay, you are a man. If I don't destroy you today, I, Ding Heyan, will establish myself in Shiqiao Village and wait!"

Ding Erlang behind him saw his brother taking the lead, and quickly followed suit. The two brothers walked into the yard, and just after taking a few steps in, the two brothers were suddenly startled, feeling something strange under their feet, then their expressions changed drastically, and finally "Oh!"

"Oops" twice, the two of them disappeared half out of thin air from the ground of the yard.

Before the onlookers could react, they heard the miserable screams of the two Ding brothers. The brave villagers stepped forward to take a look out of curiosity, and were shocked to find that a large pit had been dug in the center of the Gu family's yard at some point.

Countless sharpened branches were inserted upside down, and the surface of the pit was covered with straw and dust. It looked no different from the ordinary ground. The Ding brothers stepped on the air and fell into the pit...

The sharpened wooden branches were stained with the blood of the Ding brothers. Fortunately, the wooden branches did not pierce their abdomens, but only pierced the soles of their feet. Half of their bodies were stuck in the pit, shaking and screaming in pain.

It's earth-shattering.

The expressions of the villagers watching also changed. The hole was newly dug. Apparently after beating Ding Erlang yesterday, Gu Qing had the foresight to dig a hole in his yard and covered it with sharpened wooden branches. He was angry.

He calmly waited at home for the revenge of the Ding brothers.

Whether those sharpened wooden branches pierced the abdomens of the Ding brothers or only pierced their soles obviously depended on the luck of the two brothers.

When did the children of the Gu family become so cruel? Where was the good baby of the Gu family who was harmless to humans and animals before?

After an unknown amount of time, the rickety door of the Gu family's hut was gently opened, and a young man wearing a linen shirt and bare feet walked out. The young man also held a wooden stick as thick as an arm in his hand.

The Ding brothers recently sneered.

"To borrow your exact words, if I don't destroy you today, how can I, Gu Qing, gain a foothold in Shiqiao Village?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden stick in the young man's hand, mixed with the whistling wind, was swung at Ding Dalang. After an inhuman scream, one of Ding Dalang's arms drooped softly, apparently broken.

The young man raised the wooden stick again, and Ding Erlang was so frightened that he screamed: "It's useless! My two brothers are already useless! Gu Qing, please spare us this time, I will never dare to mess with you in the future!"

"

Ding Dalang held his broken arm, his face was ashen and he gritted his teeth without saying a word, staring at the young man with resentful eyes.

The young man thought deeply, then slowly put down the stick and smiled at Chou Erlang, his two rows of white teeth shining brightly in the sun.

"Begging for mercy must be sincere. Ding Erlang, let me remind your brother how you begged for mercy yesterday."

Under the big locust tree not far away, the villagers and the salesman who were watching the excitement stood up at the same time. Villager A said excitedly: "It's coming, it's coming! Those two words are going to be shouted again. Watch carefully, it will make you more knowledgeable!"

After a long period of silence, a heart-rending roar suddenly burst out from the sky above Shiqiao Village, and every word was filled with blood and tears of enduring humiliation and living in vain.

"Dad——(broken sound)"

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Although the hut is small, it can provide shelter from wind and rain.

Gu Qing was bored and sat on the stone steps in front of the door, looking up at the blue sky in a daze.

The air was really nice and the sky was very clean, but Gu Qing was not in a good mood.

Just now I just waved the stick at Ding Dalang, my arms were shaking a little, and my body was weak to a certain extent.

Sure enough, I still don’t feel comfortable adapting to this new body.

There was a large water tank with a gap in it beside the stone steps. Gu Qing turned his head and frowned at his reflection in the water tank.

"Why do you look like this? Tsk!"

The reflection in the water is slightly rippled, and a young face is reflected on the water. At seventeen or eighteen years old, he is not ugly. If you look twice, he may even be a little handsome. His eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, and facial features have an indescribable taste.

He is so handsome. He had a fight with Ding Erlang yesterday, and there are still some bruises and scars on his face. However, the combination of the organs on his face has formed a very weird style. If you want to use one word to describe it, Mo

Too "unhappy" is the most appropriate.

He was actually born with an unhappy face.

His eyes are dull, a pair of messy eyebrows lie lazily above his eyes, the corners of his lips are drooped, and there is a sense of "the whole world owes me money, but they all owe me money, so I am in a bad mood" in his handsome face.

With a negative energy temperament, anyone who sees this face can't help but feel that the world is not worth it. He was dumped by different women more than eighteen times, and finally he grew up like this through his heart.

Behind Gu Qing stood a young man named Song Gensheng. He stood quietly, stroking the corners of his clothes with his hands, well-behaved and awkward.

According to his own introduction, he was Gu Qing's playmate since he was a child. He was considered a tough guy when he was young. This rustic name has a profound and far-reaching allusion - Song Gensheng's father was Song Gen, so he was called Song Gensheng.

Song Gensheng.

The wisdom of working people is so upright.

Gu Qing couldn't help but worry about the name of Song Gensheng's future child. After much deliberation, the only choice was to call him "Song Gen III". It not only saves trouble, but also allows for very strict identification. As long as the offspring's IQ can count from one to one hundred.

, in theory, the generations of the descendants of the Song family will still be so clear when they are passed down to the 21st century.
Chapter completed!