Chapter 231 Crazy family, crazy people
"I have lived in a big family full of honor since I was a child. From the time I was born until I was able to understand knowledge, what I often heard in my ears were their discussions about the family's past..."

"They regard the past as their fate and are willing to dedicate everything to their family and their high ideals. They love their family, but they don't love me..."

"...Because I don't have the talent to practice Qi."

……

The boy looked at everything in front of him blankly.

There was a pool of blood in front of him.

Just now, two members of the family had a duel, and one of them was killed on the spot, while the other left proudly surrounded by a crowd.

This is the norm in the family.

The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy, the winner takes all.

The winner gets everything, reputation, status, and resources.

As for the loser, no one cares, even if he is the younger brother of the winner...

In this family, if someone dies in a duel, their bodies and blood will be used and sacrificed to the Blood God. The Blood God likes their ancient bloodline the most.

If they are still alive, they will be assigned according to their injuries.

Those with few injuries will be sent out as vassals, while those with many injuries who are unwilling to commit suicide will be made into slaves and do the dirtiest and most tiring work until they are drained of their last value and die silently in the family cellar...

The boy was trembling, the scene just now scared him.

But no one would comfort him because his parents were quarreling with the family elders.

The content of the quarrel was partly about their research issues, and partly about their children, which was still his allocation.

"No! Why should our children be sent to the outside world to learn some bullshit business knowledge? Those are things learned by the servants of the family. Are you doing this to my children?"

"That's right! My child can't learn those things. He should receive an education at the level of a saint! That's what we deserve!"

The woman shouted loudly. She was wearing a gorgeous silk robe and exquisite makeup on her face. She looked like a noble woman.

But at this moment, she looked like she was crazy, her hair was disheveled, and her pale face made the bright red on her lips become sickly. The blush that was originally just right turned into a weird color on the white.

Another man stood beside her.

He was wearing a white coat and black-rimmed glasses. Although he was speaking loudly, his face was calm, and he was obviously arguing with reason.

Opposite them, an old man with white beard and hair was calmly stroking his long beard, silently listening to their roars.

When the two of them got tired of shouting, he raised his eyes slightly and asked, "Are you tired of shouting? It's my turn to tell you when you're tired, right?"

The old man spoke, and the two people who originally wanted to say something shut their mouths. They were still furious, but they did not dare to really disobey each other.

"Cough cough."

The old man cleared his throat and said, "It's not that you don't know the rules of the family."

"Those who are talented can learn relevant knowledge, and those with high talents can obtain higher-level Saint Son and Saint Lady-level resources. This is the foundation for the family to have a stable foothold for thousands of years."

"I know you are dissatisfied. According to the research contributions of the two of you, it is more than enough to get a Holy Son resource quota for your child."

"But the problem is, how can people without talent practice even if they get resources? That is a waste and a useless loss to the family!"

The old man touched his beard again and glanced at the dull boy, with a trace of disdain and a touch of cruelty in his eyes.

"It's not that he has no cultivation talent! It's just that he has low talent. He can gain the energy sense! Come on, show it to the patriarch!" The woman shouted again, pulling the sluggish boy over and shaking the boy's shoulders to show him.

But at this time the boy was already frightened, and could not react at all except shaking.

Disappointment flashed in the eyes of the parents, but the patriarch smiled.

"Okay, go back, don't embarrass yourself again, if you really want to, just have another one." The patriarch said and stood up to leave, but the man clenched his fists and bit his lip...

……

"boom!"

"Ahhh! Why, why! We have paid so much, but they are not even willing to give him a spot! Why!"

At night, the woman smashed the house wildly to vent her anger and dissatisfaction.

She smashed it for a while, then turned to look at the man sitting on the sofa and shouted:
"Brother! They killed my lover, killed the girl you liked, forced us to get married, and used secret techniques to damage your body. We have worked hard for more than ten years to come up with a plan to control the Blood God, and they just How can you bear with us?!"

The relationship between men and women is obvious.

A family that has been passed down for thousands of years naturally has its craziness.

The two of them are one of the portrayals of this family's madness.

The man crossed his arms and leaned on the sofa with his legs crossed. He was deep in thought, thinking about what to do next.

When the woman saw that he was silent, a look of madness suddenly appeared on her face. She rushed up to him and jumped on him to strangle his neck.

The man she attacked also had a flash of violence in his eyes.

Just like their union, so are their parents!
Friends who have studied medicine know that families that pay attention to blood will eventually fall into a crazy cycle of mental illness.

Just as the man was about to fight back, he suddenly saw the boy holding the teddy bear who got up because he heard the sound.

Seeing the boy, a look of madness flashed in the man's eyes, and he said excitedly: "Since they say our child has no talent, wouldn't it be enough to make him have talent?"

"You mean?" The woman stopped, hesitation in her eyes.

"our research!"

Upon hearing these words, the hesitation in the woman's eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by even more crazy excitement.

"Yes, our research! Hahahaha!"

The woman was so excited that she threw the man down in front of the boy...

……

Darkness, except darkness is suffocation.

The boy didn't understand what was going on, but he knew that his parents had stuffed him into the body of a monster.

What did they say?

Let the monster "rebirth" itself again, let yourself become a part of the monster, and then... take everything from the monster?
How to do it?
do not know.

But this feeling is great!

……

Shang Zheng opened his eyes, and his original reason was once again overwhelmed by madness.

After releasing the Hundred Hands Lady, the Hundred Hands Lady opened her arms to him and embraced him.

That feeling was the same as when he was thrown into a pit as a child and underwent transformation by the Blood God implant.

Dark, crowded, suffocating, desperate...

Well, there is no despair now, there is just...excitement!
Shang Zheng completely let go of the restraints in his heart. The Blood God embraced him, and he also embraced the Blood God.

At this moment, they merge into one!

When Shang Zheng opened his eyes, Madam Baishou also opened her eyes again. The missing lower body was completed, and she headed towards the laboratory with an unusually victorious attitude!
This time, he wants to show the madness of his family to outsiders!
(End of this chapter)

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