I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 8 He Stopped Struggling
The scavenging bag fell off the old man and fell to the ground. A voice came from inside: "You can go now!"

The old lady frowned. No wonder she felt that there was something wrong with the old man. She didn't expect him to bring something unclean in. She slowly approached the shrine and said in a cold voice, "What grudge do we have? Why did you bring this thing to mess with me? Do you really think I'm a vegetarian?"

The old man waved his hands quickly: "I don't know anything."

A chilly aura gushed out of the bag. The illusory body of the boy in red stood beside the old woman. He looked at her coldly, "I came to see you..."

The old man took the opportunity to slip away.

The old lady touched a piece of talisman paper on the incense table with her right hand and asked, "I don't remember where I offended..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy in red opened his mouth and made a sharp sound, the glass shattered, and a strong wind blew in the room, blowing things into pieces. It instantly appeared in front of the old woman, opened its mouth and bit the wrist of the hand holding the talisman paper, and blood immediately flowed, and the old woman trembled with pain.

The old lady can live in Kowloon Walled City and have community groups come to her for help, so she must have some skills.

She endured the pain, grabbed the small incense burner on the table with her left hand and smashed it on the boy in red, scattering incense ash everywhere.

The incense burner was filled with incense for worshipping gods all year round, and the ashes had the effect of restraining evil spirits. The smash actually created a hole in the boy's head in red, causing him to scream in pain.

The old lady succeeded in her attack. She slapped the talisman paper in her right hand on the boy in red, and smashed the incense burner in her left hand. "How dare you to trouble me? Am I unable to deal with you just because I'm old? I will beat you to a pulp today and seal you in the incense burner. Tomorrow I will take you to the sun and burn you until your soul is shattered and you will never be reincarnated!"

The boy in red stared at the old lady with bloodshot eyes full of resentment, as if countless hatreds were gathered in them.

The old lady's hands slowly stopped smashing. She thought of some things that happened a long time ago, and then thought of the assassination of Chen Ah Hui tonight. She sneered and said, "You didn't crawl out from the basement of the Central Building..."

The boy in red was even more resentful, and said, "So you still remember that thirty years ago, you and that man brutally killed us there before escaping! Especially you, who cast a curse on my corpse, causing our souls to suffer. Now I want to take you to hell with me..."

The old lady laughed as if she had heard a joke, "It's true! In order to prevent you from turning into ghosts after death, I specially hammered a lightning-struck wooden peach into the ground, just to kill your souls. I didn't expect that there would be some that slipped through the net!"

The face of the boy in red kept changing, and finally froze.

The old lady's cloudy eyes moved slightly, and she said coldly: "It turns out that it is my good son who is causing trouble. He is really worthy of being my son. He can't be killed by a peach wood nail, and he can even turn into a little ghost in red."

The temperature in the room began to drop sharply!
The boy in red turned his neck 180 degrees, opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and bit the old lady's heel!
"what……"

The old lady felt pain and her face was full of ferocity. She bit her tongue and sprayed blood on the incense burner. She smashed the boy's head like crazy: "Go to hell, go to hell, you are just like your useless father, you only know how to contradict me in everything!"

The red-clothed boy just exploded, and began to wilted. His original plan was to use the fetus of Zhang Jinqiang's wife to be born, and then come to seek revenge on his mother with increased strength. However, he was sealed by the magician in two spiritual positions in the Central Building, and his skeleton was torn apart by the young man. It was a question whether he could survive tonight...

It knew its mother was a witch, and it also knew it might not be able to do anything, but it just wanted to come...

At least take a bite!
Its consciousness began to become a little hazy.

The soul was twisted beyond recognition and would soon disintegrate before dawn...

boom!
The door of the room that was closed by the cold wind made a loud bang and was kicked open!

A young man with a backpack and a compass in hand came in. It was Chen Qingyuan. He followed the compass and stood outside for a while. He roughly understood their conversation. This old woman turned out to be the mother of the boy in red. From what she said, she killed the boy in red with her own hands... What kind of beast would kill his own child?
Old lady: “What are you…”

Chen Qingyuan strode over and gave her a loud slap in the face.

The slap from the young man was so powerful that the old lady was dizzy and saw stars. When she came to her senses, she found that the incense burner in her hand had also been snatched away.

The boy in red was a little confused. Why would the young man with a hideous face in the Central Building come to help him beat people?

A palm print soon appeared on the old woman's cheek, and blood came out of the corner of her mouth. She gritted her teeth and said, "I am not someone you can mess with. There are more than 200 people in the Zhongyi Gang. With just one word from me, I can drag you out and chop you up at the ends of the earth!"

Chen Qingyuan kicked her to the ground, stepped on one of her hands and twisted it left and right, listened to the old woman's miserable screams, and smiled with a little satisfaction: "Chen Ahhui's old bones have taken away my head, and you, an old woman, are speaking harshly to me? Do you think I am just made of mud and have no temper?"

The old lady struggled hard: "I..."

boom!
The pure copper incense burner hit her arm joint hard, making a crisp sound, as if something was broken.

Chen Qingyuan rubbed the incense burner on her clothes and said, "Young people have no patience, you have to be more patient. Now I will only say it once, you have to answer seriously! What did Chen Ahhui and you do thirty years ago? How many people were arrested, how many people escaped, and how did this child become a ghost?"

Fuck!
The old lady was breathing rapidly. She was afraid and angry. This young man was like a lunatic. He hit her with an incense burner before he even asked her any questions, breaking her arm joints!

Although she is old, she doesn't want to die so soon. With such a big commotion here, she believes someone will notify the society soon. When those bastards arrive, Fu Guang will die here even if he has three heads and six arms!
In order to delay time, the old lady told what happened thirty years ago.

The old lady’s full name is Zhang Pinghong. Her husband was hacked to death at night for bravely trying to help others.

Zhang Pinghong is in her twenties and has a restless personality. She doesn't care about her five or six-year-old son at all. She goes out to hang out with others every day. She is willing to do anything illegal to make quick money. As the older generation in her family has inherited the skills of a witch, she has mastered some of them, but she has gone astray and used her magic to cheat people.

Later, she met a man named Chen Ah Hui, and they had an affair. When they ran out of money and it was hard to get involved in gangs, they turned their attention to other people's children...

This pair of bastards used lies, witchcraft, and robbery to get children everywhere.

The good-looking children were sold, while the ordinary or mentally retarded ones were tortured and turned into "monsters" and sold to circuses that specialized in novel and bizarre themes. Those that could not be sold were forced to beg on the streets. If they had money, they had food to eat, but if they had no money, they would be beaten. Many children could not bear it and died.

Their team gradually grew larger, and they recruited equally heartless henchmen. They abducted more and more children, and finally attracted the attention of the Hong Kong Police Station.

But the two were too cunning and always managed to evade capture. Once, Chen Ah Hui discovered that it was Zhang Pinghong's six-year-old son who secretly left clues for the police. He was furious and wanted to strangle him on the spot because he had just drunk alcohol! Chen Ah Hui, who was in his twenties, was unable to restrain the six-year-old boy...

Just when the boy was about to escape successfully, his mother came.

His mother followed suit.

I didn't use much strength, but my son stopped struggling...

(End of this chapter)