How old was I that day? I was about eight years old.

The hardships of life are so hard that I can't raise my head, so I naturally don't care too much about "age" and other things that are not of much use.

I followed my mother into the mountain.

At that time, I didn’t know how painful and destructive it would be waiting for me after entering the mountain.

That year, there were flowers blooming on the mountain. I jumped all the way, smiled, and followed my gentle and beautiful mother ignorantly, feeling that it was like a fairyland on earth...

until,

We stood outside the hidden cave,

"Mom, I'm afraid..."

I grabbed the corner of her clothes, hid behind her, and exposed my head and looked at the dark hole. The hole was like a giant beast that chose people to swallow me anytime and anywhere.

I cried out with a wow, but my mother squatted down and looked at me and said, "Yiwen must be brave. Only those who come out of the cave can live an enviable life."

My mother kept persuading me, and my crying gradually stopped. She raised her head and asked, "Really?"

Mom nodded affirmatively.

She stroked my head, her palms were so warm.

I nodded vigorously: "Yiwen wants to live an enviable life!"

At that time, I was so decisive that nothing seemed to prevent me from moving towards a better life.

We entered the cave. The cave was so dark, and there were vampire bats inside. I grabbed the corner of my mother's clothes tightly, walked, walked, walked...

finally,

I saw the light, the sparkling lake water, and even more so, the floating above the lake...

Transparent coffin.

There was a layer of white bones piled up in the wide cave. I was frightened and desperately wanted to escape, "Mom, run away!"

I pulled the corner of my mother's clothes, but my gentle and kind mother, now she tore off her disguise and pushed me... into the abyss.

Yes,

For me, that is indeed the abyss.

I soaked the smelly medicine juice day and night, and the medicine juice was soaked on the skin, as if it was burned by a soldering iron. I wanted to escape, but I couldn't escape at all in the hands of those who were known as "cultivators".

They looked at me coldly and looked at us... Yes, there was more than me in the cave, but dozens of children were brought here after a few days.

Our experience was the same. The cave was filled with crying almost every day until the child who made the cry disappeared.

No,

It should not be said to disappear. According to the practitioners, their vitality and souls were absorbed by the coffin on the lake. They will gain eternal life with the woman in the coffin.

But I don't believe it, I won't trust them anymore.

If you want to escape from this place, you either die or become a cultivator or become the same person as them!

Therefore, I practiced desperately, soaked in the medicine every day, enduring the pain that I almost fainted; in the formation, I tried my best to let it penetrate my muscles and bones and transform the meridians in my body; I learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, just to wait for me to arrange a bright job for me after I got out.

There were dozens of children when I came, but gradually, from dozens to dozens, and then there were more than a dozen people missing, and in the end I was the only one left.

I don’t want to be like them! I want to live! Live!!!

Spring goes and autumn comes. I don’t know how many years have passed, and in the dark cave deep in the sky, I can go out to let out for an hour under surveillance. I don’t know how long it will take for such a day to end, but what I know is that I have touched the threshold of a cultivator!

I am about to become a cultivator!

A practitioner!

What a wonderful vocabulary!

And as these years passed, I saw people coming and death, most of them died, turning into white bones. From the beginning, I gradually turned into numbness. After a long time, whenever I saw someone die, I felt a faint... I felt a different kind of pleasure.

This feeling... is really wonderful.

After practicing every day, I always take a small part of my time to sit on the steps in front of the two-story building, and make a bet on myself with a smile, betting who will turn into bones today.

Life seems to have expectations again, and in the cave, I have become accustomed to this kind of life. Especially when my mother saw me supporting me, she returned to the warm and kind look of that summer.

"Yiwen, you will definitely succeed."

My mother's tone was very firm, and I curled my eyes with a smile: "Yeah! Yiwen will succeed!"

Then, after some time, I finally became a cultivator! The bones in the cave had already passed their knees.

I was not the first person here to become a cultivator, but my success in the end was enough to make me excited for a long time.

"Mom takes you away."

"OK."

I answer.

Then, I found that I was actually deceived again.

My mother took me to a prosperous city, pointed to the pavilion that was five or six stories high, and said with a smile: "We will live here from now on."

And that day, I finally understood what the strange word "mom" means.

After experiencing so many things, I think it would be a good destination to have a better life and be able to leave that dark place.

I readily accept my new identity.

Seeing all kinds of stinky men, enjoying their compliments as dogs, and absorbing their energy, I soon discovered that I like this kind of life.

The dirty and mediocre look of men bowing to the pomegranate skirt, and at that moment, they had the pleasure of becoming the lord of the world.

In my opinion, ordinary men look down on me, and I want the best! Literary talents, princes, generals and ministers, can only reflect my current identity if I take them all into my pocket.

However, when I was invited to play the piano at Shunyilou, I met the man.

That man named Qi Lu.

He is well-educated and proficient in poetry, but his head is full of white hair, but his aggression cannot be hidden.

I admired his talent and toasted him, but he just drank the wine in without any flattering slut.

How could he not look at me directly! How dare he not look at me directly! How could he not... not greedy for my body!!!

That fake and serious look is really disgusting!!!

No, that's not just a stern person.

I could feel that he really disdained to get into any entanglement with me.

He looked down on me.

I want to kill him, I must kill him! I want him to know that there is no good ending for the stinky man who angers us Fang Yiwen!!!

No one can resist my attraction! No one!!!

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