Wen Ziqing once placed his hopes on Wen Yulong, but he found that as long as Wen Yulong was at home, Wu Xiuli would not treat him like this.
After Wen Yulong returned home, Wen Ziqing ran over and hugged his legs. Before Wen Ziqing could even begin, Wu Xiuli launched into a torrent of complaints. Wen Ziqing was mischievous at home, breaking dishes and even deliberately placing stools and other objects at her feet for her to trip over. She was a pregnant woman, and taking care of such a mischievous child was exhausting. She felt like a stepmother in a difficult position. She wanted to teach her child not to be so mischievous, but she couldn't hit Wen Ziqing, fearing the perception of her stepmother being a vicious one.
Before Wen Ziqing told his father that Wu Xiuli had poked him with a needle, Wen Yulong scolded him. He said that Wu Xiuli had raised him with great difficulty, and that even though she was a stepmother, she did no worse than his biological mother. He told her that he'd better be grateful and listen to what Wu Xiuli said, and so on.
As a result, of course, Wen Ziqing was disillusioned with Wen Yulong. From Wen Yulong's attitude, Wen Ziqing could sense that no matter what he did, Wen Yulong would help Wu Xiuli. His biological mother was dead, and in this family, no one would love him, no one would care about him.
Since then, Wen Ziqing rarely spoke. When Wen Ziqing didn't speak, Wen Yulong and the others wondered if he was mute or if there was something wrong with him.
Wen Ziqing was extremely eager to grow up quickly. Only when he grew up could he escape the control of that vicious woman, right? Wen Ziqing thought.
Wen Ziqing and Hei, the black cat, met in such a scene.
One day, Wen Ziqing was "served" by Wu Xiuli's long needle again. He hid in the corner of the room, crying silently.
"Meow~!" A black cat stood not far away, looking at him and meowing.
Cat, have you been abandoned too? Wen Ziqing thought to himself, silently shedding tears as he stared at the black cat.
"Meow~!" The black cat seemed to feel Wen Ziqing's sadness. It slowly walked over, jumped, and jumped into Wen Ziqing's arms.
The furry touch made Wen Ziqing feel a hint of warmth, which spread from his hands to his heart.
From that time on, Wen Ziqing had a black cat by her side. The black cat was very smart and seemed to know that Wu Xiuli disliked it and Wen Ziqing. Whenever Wu Xiuli went out, the black cat would appear. When Wu Xiuli came home, the black cat would hide away.
However, Wu Xiuli was unwilling to give Wen Ziqing even the only warmth she had, the black cat.
"Damn cat, what are you doing here? Don't you know that pregnant women can't come into contact with pets like cats and dogs?"
"You bastard, did you bring a cat to disgust me on purpose? I'll beat you to death!"
"Damn beast! Damn bastard!"
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Wen Ziqing often heard Wu Xiuli's curses. As long as Wen Yulong was not at home, Wu Xiuli would often unleash her shrewish side. When Wen Yulong was at home, Wu Xiuli would become gentle and hardworking.
Wen Ziqing watched all this coldly. He had no interest in knowing what kind of person Wu Xiuli was. He only cared about his Hei, and he hoped that Hei could stay with him.
One day, Wu Xiuli was particularly kind to Wen Ziqing. Not only did she not beat him, she also stewed a pot of delicious meat for him.
After Wen Ziqing finished the bowl of broth Wu Xiuli had served him, Wu Xiuli smiled and asked, "How is it? Is the broth delicious?"
Wen Ziqing nodded. Indeed, the broth was fragrant and delicious. However, Wen Ziqing was even happier that Wu Xiuli hadn't poked him with the needle.
"Hahaha... smells good, doesn't it? It's a pity that the cat is not fat enough, otherwise I could stew two more bowls of soup." After Wu Xiuli laughed out loud, the words that came out of her mouth scared Wen Ziqing.
Cat? What cat? Can it be black?
Wen Ziqing ran to the yard outside with his short legs and saw a piece of black fur hanging on the stone slab. Wen Ziqing recognized it at a glance. It was his black, shiny fur.
This woman, she killed Hei and stewed it into soup for herself? Wen Ziqing's face turned pale, and he vomited violently while holding onto the paulownia tree in the yard.
His black is dead, his favorite black is dead!
By the way, he is not a child now, he is a monk, he wants to resist, he wants to kill this woman!
Such a vicious woman, she deserves to die! She deserves to die!!!
Wen Ziqing was furious, and wisps of black air emerged from his body.
On Jinping Peak, Wen Zhu's spiritual energy circulated for a long cycle before he stood up and looked at Wen Ziqing in the room.
Wen Ziqing's posture was still the same as it was more than ten years ago, sitting cross-legged in meditation.
Wen Zhu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was just worried that he would become too carried away with his cultivation and delay Wen Ziqing's work!
Wen Zhu withdrew his gaze and was about to go to the mountainside to get some food for Wen Ziqing. Wen Ziqing hadn't eaten for more than ten days, and the fasting pill he took before entering meditation must have been almost used up!
Huh? Why is there a black aura rising from Senior Brother Wen's head? Wen Zhu walked closer and saw wisps of black aura rising from Wen Ziqing's head.
This... this, this... Senior Brother Wen, does he have a demon? Has he gone astray? Wen Zhu was startled and was about to scream, but then she remembered that people who are possessed by demons can't stand the noise. She quickly tiptoed out of the courtyard and then ran towards the main courtyard.
He had to quickly tell Master Baopu that Senior Brother Wen had gone insane through his training. He wondered if Master Baopu had any Heart-Cleansing Pills. If he didn't get help, who knew if Senior Brother Wen would die. His Xiuzhu's wealth and glory... Pah! His entire life depended on Senior Brother Wen! If anything bad happened to Senior Brother Wen, Master Baopu would have his skin peeled off.
No, the real person is not at home. He is away on a long journey. What should he do? That’s right, go find the headmaster. When the real person Baopu is away on a long journey, if there is anything important in Jinping Peak, ask the headmaster, Taoist Lingyun, for help.
Wenzhu ran, thinking of a way to deal with it. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he was dumbfounded. When had Jinping Peak activated the mountain protection formation? Without the token, he couldn't leave.
Wenzhu turned around and exerted all his strength. After a few minutes, Wenzhu arrived at the gate of the main courtyard.
"Senior Brother Yuzhu, Senior Brother Yuzhu, help me!" Wenzhu shouted a few times while standing at the door.
"What's going on?" Yuzhu's voice echoed from the main courtyard. Yuzhu was the Taoist priest Baopu's disciple and the manager of Jinping Peak. After Baopu left, everything in Jinping Peak was under Yuzhu's control.
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