The third chapter is the non-human torture

the people are tired, the horses are tired, in addition to the cold winter season, few people walk on the road.

Xu Ziqing is riding on his horse, silently looking at the few pedestrians in the street. An inn called "mortal post" attracts Xu Ziqing's attention. Everyone in the world is mortal. This is it.

the waiter came up and held the horse for Xu Ziqing. "My guest, are you sharp or staying?"

"stay." Don't say one more word after two simple words.

"well, good." The waiter lost his mind a little and said, "then I'll feed the horse for you."

"affected." It's still just two simple words. Looking at the shop, it's really a mixture of fish and dragons. It seems that the business of this shop is good. It's full of seats.

"shopkeeper, give me a room." Xu Ziqing went to the shopkeeper without expression, and didn't care about the dangerous smell of those people.

"OK." The shop owner picked up the brush and drew a picture on the account book. Then he called out, "Xiaojia, take this guest to room 2, Tianzi."

"Sir, please." The second one, who was called Xiaojia, ran in from the backyard and called Xu Ziqing out of breath.

Xu Ziqing follows Xiaojia to the second floor and arrives at his room. Xu Ziqing says to Xiaojia, "prepare some wine and vegetables for me."

"OK, sir, just a moment." The waiter responded cleanly, then turned around and walked downstairs.

it's late at night after eating. It's hard to fall asleep at night. Open the window of the room and let the biting cold wind abuse her body and mind. But Xu Ziqing doesn't feel cold at all, because this little wind and cold is nothing to her.

when I started to have memories, I was in the ice and snow, wearing a single clothes, barefoot and barearm, washing, cooking and cleaning the room for the adopted family. In the cold wind, a single clothes could not resist the cold at all, and my little body would shiver. Besides, I had to put my hand in the frozen river water to wash clothes and vegetables, and my little hand would flow with pus Gradually turned into bleeding water. His hands are rough now, not a little soft and tender as a woman should, but full of wounds and chaps. Because his hands have been exposed for a long time, they are now red and bloated with cold.

no one will care about her life or death. They will only urge her to cook quickly because they are hungry. Do the laundry quickly, because their clothes are dirty. No one will feel sorry for her picked up child. In their eyes, she will serve them as a slave if she is alive. If she dies, she will have less food and less food.

they have three fat sons who are too lazy to die. Their greatest pleasure is to punch and kick her every day to vent their extra strength.

her only friend is the chicken with broken legs that she accidentally picked up. Like herself, she is homeless, so even if she is hungry, she will save some food for the chicken. Her only happiness is to be with the chick every day. Although the chick has broken a leg, she will always follow her. With the passage of time, three months later, the chick has plump wings and warm feathers. She is no longer afraid of the cold, because it is very warm to hold the warm chick.

until one day, when she was washing clothes by the river as usual, they suddenly appeared and caught the chicken. She realized that they wanted to kill the chicken, so she tried hard to rob them. However, when the man stretched out his hand, she fell into the cold water. The skin was so cold that she could not lose her friends Friend's pain, she struggled to rush into the kitchen, but just saw the man's hand cut off, the chicken's body was different, blood flowed from the chicken's neck, she was heartbroken and wanted to crack, slowly close, her only happiness, the only friend was so gone??? I will avenge you! In her young heart, she secretly swore.

the bitterness and loneliness of a person are all suffered by herself. From crying and forbearance to indifference, a weak daughter's heart gradually becomes cold and firm in this moment.

"what are you doing? Cook quickly, and eat this chicken today. I have raised it for so many days, and it's time for it to return. " The man said that and left.

she knows that she can only live by herself. Only when she becomes strong and has no feelings can she no longer be controlled by others.

when she came to the chopping block, she began to pluck the chicken feathers and cut the chicken's belly. Every time she plucked the chicken feathers, her heart ached and became cold. When she finished plucking the chicken feathers, her tears ran dry. When she raised her little hand and opened the chicken's belly, a cold, merciless, even determined woman was born. After

, their son still scolded herself, but instead of crying, she laughed. The harder he fought, the fiercer she laughed, until their son was scared, frightened, and fled.

suddenly there was a sound of stepping on the tiles on the roof. Xu Ziqing frowned. Someone on the roof flew out of the window with air, fell on the roof gently, and looked at it attentively. As expected, he saw a woman on the shoulder of a man wearing a night suit running fast.