Chapter 311 Wu Zhe's Past 2
Because of the arrival of Master Wu, the female ghost's soul shrank, and quickly let go of the hand that was pinching Wu Zhe, and floated in the air.
“Cough cough cough——”
Wu Zhe was finally released, his face flushed and he coughed uncomfortably.
"Humph, you still dare to run?"
Immortal Wu slowly walked up to him and looked down at him coldly.
"No...I don't dare anymore..."
Wu Zhe didn't dare to think about escaping at this moment. This man not only killed people, but was also not afraid of ghosts. His young mind was greatly traumatized, and he never dared to think about running away again.
He was afraid of becoming a cold corpse behind him, and even more afraid that he would become a ghost like the female ghost and still be unable to escape.
"Humph, and you, you actually dared to touch my food without my permission, do you want to die?"
"Ah, I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, I won't dare to do it again, please spare my life..."
When Wu Zhe heard the ghost girl's sharp cry, he looked up cautiously and tremblingly and saw that Wu Xianren was holding a wooden sword in his hand.
The wooden sword looked dull and ordinary, but the tail of the sword just touching the female ghost's eyebrows was enough to terrify the female ghost who had just been so arrogant.
He looked so scared that he couldn't move, and there was no trace of the arrogance he had just shown when he threatened to eat him and strangle him.
"Kid, do you want to learn this skill? After learning it, not only can you make a lot of money and have endless money to spend, but you can also freely control these things that ordinary people cannot see or fear.
How about learning, boy?
Immortal Wu looked at the ghost as he was peeking, and while pressing the peach wood sword against the ghost girl's eyebrows, he kept stirring it with his hands, and asked the boy who was half lying on the ground in a coaxing tone.
Wu Zhe didn't expect to meet his eyes. Seeing the temptation in the man's eyes, he swallowed a few times and finally uttered "Okay" with a dry throat.
"Well, you're so good. As long as you don't want to run away in the future and bleed obediently, I won't treat you unfairly."
"I won't run away again."
When Wu Xianren heard the satisfactory answer, the corners of his mouth rose, and he stopped torturing the female ghost. It would be best if this kid stopped thinking about escaping. After all, he didn't want to be caught every now and then.
His time is very valuable.
Immortal Wu was so absorbed in the joy of having this kid in his grasp that he missed the moment Wu Zhe lowered his head after answering. A hint of ruthlessness and calculation flashed in his eyes that shouldn't have appeared in the eyes of a ten-year-old child.
Since there is no way to escape now, he will just endure and lie low, learning all the skills from him, so that in the end all his money will be his.
He will repay him tenfold or a hundredfold for the torture he inflicted on himself.
And this female ghost actually wanted to eat herself.
Humph, wait.
When he learns all these skills, he will scare her to death!
From then on, although Wu Zhe still had to get up at five in the morning to collect morning dew and bleed to mix it for Wu Xianren to drink, and was beaten and scolded from time to time, he always did his work without complaint, just to let Wu Xianren teach him skills.
Finally, a year later, seeing that he was diligent and honest, Master Wu mercifully gave him an introductory book.
But Wu Zhe, who had only attended school for a few days in the orphanage and could barely read, had no idea what it was.
Fortunately, nine-year compulsory education began at this time and was popularized in every remote corner of the mountains.
Master Wu was not short of that little bit of money, and since the boy had been performing well recently, he let him go.
No matter what, he could never escape from his own control.
The days passed one by one. It was still useful for Wu Xianren to drink the blood from his fingertips mixed with morning dew. He could clearly feel that his cultivation was becoming more and more profound, and his whole body was radiant.
But as Wu Zhe grew older, he thought about finding another boy to continue supplying him with blood. However, before he could find one, he died at Wu Zhe's hands.
Wu Zhe practiced diligently and finally touched the door to metaphysics, officially stepping into the world of metaphysics. However, he had been following Wu Xianren since he was a child, and his worldview was extremely distorted.
He has an extremely strong desire for revenge against society, and the first person he wants to take revenge on is Wu Xianren, who has tortured him since childhood.
He secretly looked at the rare copy and saw a secret technique for casting a curse on it. He then quietly stole the copy, copied the pages containing the curse, and put the copy back. Immortal Wu was unaware of the whole process.
When Wu Zhe was fifteen years old, the curse on Wu Xianren took effect and he died suddenly. After his death, Wu Xianren's soul floated out of his body in a daze.
He didn't understand why he died in an instant.
After he came to his senses, he tried desperately to return to his body, but was suddenly tied up by the soul-locking chain.
"Master."
"It's you? You did it?"
Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared in the room, Wu Xianren's eyes were bloodshot and his tone was full of disbelief.
He never imagined that he would fall into the hands of the wolf cub he raised.
"Yeah, that's me."
Wu Zhe picked up the peach wood sword beside him, played with it in his hand, and slowly approached him.
"Don't...don't...put that thing down!"
"Master, are you ordering me?"
The smile on Wu Zhe's face disappeared instantly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked back in a dangerous tone.
Being stared at closely by his pair of dark eyes, Wu Xianren felt extremely flustered and said nervously:
"No, no, I don't have any. Good disciple, keep the peach wood sword and this soul-locking chain. By the way, give me the secret book. It contains the method to bring back the soul..."
"Don't you understand what's going on right now?"
Before Wu Xianren could finish his words, Wu Zhe interrupted him with a sullen face.
Now, he can only let himself be controlled by me, yet he still dares to give me orders?
"You...what do you mean?"
It's not that Immortal Wu didn't realize the situation, he just didn't want to give up. He had worked so hard to improve his cultivation, and as long as nothing unexpected happened, there would be no problem in another hundred years.
But how could he accidentally fall into the hands of the wolf cub who had been beaten and scolded by him since childhood? He was unwilling to accept it!
But there is no way now. His soul is bound by the soul-locking chain, so he can only delay time and look for an opportunity.
"What do you mean? Of course I'm going to give you a taste of your own medicine. I'm going to return all the pain you've inflicted on me."
Wu Zhe curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a twisted look of satisfaction on his face, and thrust the arm holding the peach wood sword forward suddenly.
"ah--"
All that could be heard was Wu Xianren's miserable screams and sounds of pain. He wanted to escape and resist.
However, the soul was bound by the soul-locking chain, making it difficult to move, and could only passively endure everything.
Wu Zhe used the peach wood sword to poke and slap every part of his soul again and again. Under his torture, Wu Xianren's soul became more and more transparent, and his miserable cries became weaker and weaker.
The female ghost trapped in another room heard the whole process, especially that the usually arrogant Wu Xianren who often tortured her was defeated so easily by the young man.
Instead of feeling relieved, she felt even more terrified.
Because she wanted to eat this boy back then!
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