Chapter 856 [Extra: Tang Lu's Perspective 2]
Tang Lu should have been angry when his murder plan, which he had been planning for three months, was interrupted. However, when he looked up and saw the face he had seen once before, he was stunned for a moment and blurted out:
"You're here too?"
The murderous intent faded.
As a deity, she must have a way to get him back to the demon world.
When Tang Lu completely let go of his murderous intent and looked at Quan Jiu, he realized that the woman at this moment was different from the one he remembered.
She wore a black short T-shirt with denim shorts, and a pair of black Martin boots on her straight and slender feet. Her waist-length hair was tied into a high ponytail and swayed behind her head. She was dressed completely out of this world.
"also?"
Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows, keenly catching the key point of this word.
"Do you know me, little one?"
At this time, Tang Lu was only in his early fifteens. Due to long-term abuse, he was smaller than his peers and really looked like a half-grown child.
Tang Lu lowered his head and pursed his lips: "I don't know him."
He just followed her that day and didn't confront her head-on, so it was normal that she didn't recognize him.
Quan Jiu saw that he was lying, but he didn't pursue the matter. He looked at the director of the mental hospital who was almost losing his mind.
"He's just an ordinary person. Don't kill him again."
Tang Lu, hoping to get her to send him back to the demon world, pretended to ask:
"What good will it do if I listen to you?"
Quan Jiu saw through his thoughts, but did not point it out:
"As long as it's not against the law, I can try to satisfy you, but let me be frank: my abilities are limited."
Tang Lu thought she was just trying to fool him, and a sneer appeared in his eyes.
How could the power of a high and mighty God be limited?
It's just that I don't want to help him.
"Okay, I promise."
…
But later, Tang Lu discovered that her abilities were really limited.
"Where's your divine power?"
Glancing at her Jindan stage cultivation, Tang Lu was filled with horror.
Quan Jiu stretched out his finger and flicked his forehead: "How can you become a god if you haven't achieved the immortal path yet?"
Tang Lu couldn't hide the shock in her eyes, and this shock reached its peak when Tong Quanjiu returned to her penniless rental house.
"You live...in a place like this?!"
Cold, dilapidated and narrow.
It can only accommodate a 1.5-meter bed and a desk.
Quan Jiu carelessly threw his backpack onto the bed:
"There's nothing I can do. The original owner of this plane was a bit shabby, but it will be fine later. Just bear with it for now."
Tang Lu's brows turned slightly cold. Ever since he learned how to "stop killing with killing", no palace servant dared to deduct money from him, and he had completely escaped from his poor days.
When he said goodbye to the dark and gloomy cold palace, he secretly vowed to himself that he would become a superior person and would never fall into such a situation again.
But unexpectedly, he is back now.
Because he was too angry, he simply ignored the strange word "plane" from Quan Jiu's mouth.
…
Life is really hard when you have no money.
Break a popsicle into two halves.
A meal of meat should be eaten in two portions.
Because the room was too small, Tang Lu could only sleep on the floor.
Sleeping on the hard, cold floor, looking at the heartless woman lying spread-eagle on the bed, he pursed his lips:
"I'm still a child."
Quan Jiu lay on the pillow, tilted his head and smiled:
"You are a child, but I am the owner of this room."
There is no guilt at all for abusing minors.
Tang Lu couldn't argue with him, so he pulled the quilt tightly over his head.
…
“I don’t want to go to school!!”
Looking at the admission notice for the first grade of junior high school, Tang Lu's eyes were fierce and filled with unprecedented rejection.
He is a monster, and he wants to go back to the monster world. How can he study in the human world?
Quan Jiu smiled and pushed his shoulders into the school:
"Good boy, do what suits your age."
Tang Lu was taken to the classroom by her and sat down in a window seat.
Quan Jiu touched his head:
"Behave yourself! Don't let me get called to school on the first day of school."
Tang Lu frowned: "You are not my parent."
He doesn't need this kind of thing.
Quan Jiu just smiled and said nothing. After giving him instructions, he left the classroom.
Tang Lu became restless after sitting for five minutes. Guessing that Quan Jiu had left, he picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom with an expressionless face.
Stupid woman.
Do you really think that he, the son of the Demon King, would allow himself to be manipulated?
When passing by the head teacher's office, Tang Lu paused when he caught a glimpse of a figure appearing through the crack of the door.
Why hasn't she left yet?
"His foundation is so poor. He almost got into a fight with a classmate on his first day of school. Miss Quan, our school really can't afford a child like that..."
Quan Jiu's tone remained calm: "Principal Zhou, give him a little more time, he will change."
Principal Zhou sighed deeply, and finally said with deep earnestness and helplessness:
"Ms. Quan, I've seen quite a few adopted children. Some of them already have their personalities formed. You adopters think you can influence them with love, but in reality, you're only dragging yourselves into a quagmire of continuous decline. In the end, the children aren't influenced, and the parents are the ones who break down first..."
Tang Lu stood outside the door and listened to all this quietly, with a sinister smile on his lips.
In the corridor behind him, the eight bright red characters "Century-old school, teaching and educating people" were dazzling and hot in the warm sun.
But the old bald donkey was indeed right about this point.
He had long been rotting in the filthy and smelly quagmire, unable to extricate himself.
The dark color in Tang Lu's eyes became increasingly gloomy.
"Principal Zhou, I will naturally teach my child. As his parent, if I don't even give him this little trust, then even if he becomes bad, I can understand."
Quan Jiu's voice remained calm and indifferent.
"The purpose of parents and teachers is to help children when they are about to sink into the quagmire, rather than standing by and labeling them bad kids, allowing them to drown. Many of the bad kids in this world may simply be because they lacked a pair of hands to pull them ashore when they were about to fall."
…
Tang Lu forgot how he got back to the classroom, he only remembered that his face was full of anger when he came to his senses!
He actually came back to class obediently? ! !
Such a shame! !
I returned home with mixed feelings. Quan Jiu had not returned yet. She had been going out early and coming back late these days, and every time she came back, she had a big bag of money in her pocket.
There were still leftovers in the refrigerator. Thinking of the woman learning to cook from the video with a sad face, Tang Lu pursed his lips tightly, and the irritability that he had been holding back for the whole day inexplicably eased a lot.
never mind.
Considering that he was living under someone else's roof, he endured it for the time being.
………
Six days passed in the blink of an eye. On the sixth night, Quan Jiu returned home and told him the good news.
"We can move now."
Tang Lu looked at the property certificate and was silent for a moment: "Where did you get the money?"
Quan Jiu's lips curled up: "The hermit has his own clever plan."
Tang Lu rolled his eyes secretly in his heart.
After moving into the new house, Tang Lu would occasionally urge her to study a way to return to the demon world, but later on, the number of times he urged her became less and less.
In the end, he gradually stopped asking.
…
On the last day of September, it suddenly rained heavily.
The century-old banyan tree in the school was suddenly struck by lightning and fell to the ground.
The rain gathered into trickles, gradually submerging people's knees and thighs. The heavy rain soon blocked all traffic intersections.
There was still someone talking on the phone.
"The subway and buses are all out of service. The roads are flooded and very dangerous. Please stay at school. I'll come pick you up when the flood recedes."
Tang Lu hated rainy days. Looking at the raindrops all over the sky, he replied with a faint "hmm".
"No need to pick me up, I can come back by myself."
Quan Jiu smiled and hung up the phone.
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Tang Lu felt an inexplicable surge of uneasiness in his heart, and a strong sense of panic of losing something gripped his heart tightly.
Looking at the off screen, he reached out to call back, but the head teacher had already walked into the classroom, so he had to hide his phone temporarily.
That phone call became the last contact between Tang Lu and Quan Jiu.
On the day when the heavy rain stopped and a rainbow hung high in the sky, Tang Lu disappeared.
No one in the world remembered his existence, and the teacher looked at the empty desk, confused.
"Huh? Why is there an extra seat..."
After counting the whole class, he became even more confused.
“There’s no shortage of people.”
He could only interpret this as an oversight in arranging the seating plan.
…
Tang Lu returned to the secret realm.
The torn wound still bleeds and causes pain.
The half month he spent in the modern world seemed like just a dream he had imagined.
Fortunately, the demons that were chasing him disappeared without a trace, and he successfully found the ancient tomb of the ancient demon king. After passing the test, he inherited the demon king's mantle and his demonic power increased greatly.
After returning to the demon tribe, Tang Lu decisively killed his thirteen royal brothers.
Looking at the Demon King's horrified face, a sarcastic smile appeared on Tang Lu's lips.
Look.
Not all parents will unconditionally love and trust their children.
………
The next time I heard about the Red Lotus Goddess was when she was willing to hide her identity and stay in the human world for the sake of a disciple who was born with an evil spirit.
Tang Lu had just killed a rebellious prince, and his hands were covered in blood. A breeze blew by, and he felt inexplicably cold.
Three days later, he couldn't help but come to the human world, wanting to ask her if her love was overflowing and she would pick up every one she saw?
But when their eyes met again, her smiling gaze moved away from his face strangely and calmly, as if she was looking at a stranger.
She doesn't remember him.
…
After that day, Tang Lu returned to the demon clan and beheaded the former demon king who was dying after being drugged by him.
The demon world has welcomed its true ruler.
…
A hundred years later.
The Red Lotus God has a new disciple, who is said to be a half-demon with low talent.
The original form was a black snake.
…
A thousand years later, the Red Lotus God fell, and his remaining soul was bound to the system. The bound person had his memory cleared and began to travel through thousands of dimensions to complete the system's tasks.
———Dividing line———
After Tang Lu traveled to the modern era, he met the future Jiujiu who was bound to the system after her death in another parallel world line. So after returning to the demon world, the Jiujiu at that time did not recognize him.
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