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Don't do this, please don't do this!

I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!

I don't know who I'm begging for forgiveness or what I'm apologizing for.

I'm just repeating this process, like it's a set program.

But, I don’t know whether to say it’s sad or what, it seems like my voice is not heard by anyone at all.

Be it grandpa or sister.

They all seemed to have lost themselves.

I couldn't see a trace of myself in their eyes, and I couldn't feel their emotions.

I could only pray feebly and apologize.

Even if no one hears.

Anyone is fine, please come and save me and my sister...

I have made this prayer countless times, but still no one has come here.

I don’t know how long it took, but the two lumps of flesh below finally stopped moving.

My spirit and soul were about to give up hope.

But, as if by miracle, I sensed some emotion.

Anxious and uneasy, my prayer thoughts were a little similar to the mentality I had when I prayed to God before.

I...saw a man with the same face as mine, walking down with a long stick.

Grandpa...@#￥%...%￥Father#￥%￥...

The man looked at the newcomer and smiled.

"You are here, Lu Cun."

Lu Cun's face was filled with intense anger, as if it was going to burn my heart.

"What are you doing?"

The air was held down by something, as if a sudden rainstorm was about to come.

"Is it hard to understand? I'm saving you and Wu Qu."

I could feel his calmness and love for Lu Cun when he said this.

Why? Why can you be so nice to him?

Am I not your grandson?

"You call this kind of thing... salvation?"

"Lu Cun...you are different from Wu Qu. You don't like to hear me tell old stories. But sometimes, someone may have already told you what he plans to do in the future - put it in those old stories."

"Let me tell you the old story of Lao Yang's family——"

He wanted to tell about the past, but Lu Cun didn't intend to listen and just walked past him and reached out to me.

"No, you have to listen to the end."

The big hand grabbed Lu Cun, and the strength that was no less than his own, coupled with the size advantage, directly suppressed him.

"…I'm not a person who can multitask, so I'll just finish one thing before tackling the next one. Right now I just want to take them both to the hospital, so you'd better let go."

"What an arrogant statement, Lu Cun. Not everyone will let you do what you want, and what I have to say is much more important than you sending them to the hospital."

"..."

The long stick poked from behind, and Lu Cun, who was at a disadvantage in size, took advantage of his weapon and began to attack.

The fight between the two was totally different from that between civilized people. It was more like a fight between wild beasts.

Lu Cun attacked again and again, but was suppressed again and again.

As the fight between the two men became longer and longer, Lu Cun's struggle gradually weakened, and I saw a figure wearing ancient armor.

If I had to describe him in one word, it would definitely be the God in Heaven.

The ancient and majestic armor, the eyes that make people look like they are looking into the starry sky, and the proud and extraordinary temperament.

The man seemed to be tired from the fight and talking about the past, and found the right opportunity to shake off Lu Cun.

Like a wounded and dangerous wolf, Lu Cun grabbed the extremely powerful stick, lay on the ground, and stared at the two people in front of him with bloodshot eyes.

I listened to the man who was supposed to be my grandfather calling himself the Great Emperor of Zhongtian Beiji Ziwei, and he called the deity next to him Lu Cun Xingjun.

I felt a certain will struggling to give Lu Cun the possibility of reversal, and he actually seized this possibility and killed the star god with the same name as him.

"For you who have taken the name of a god, the corresponding god will be an opponent that you cannot escape no matter what you do. To surpass them is to transcend your own destiny, so I congratulate you here, Yang Lucun. From now on, you can call yourself a "saint."

"Who cares about you!"

Climbing up tremblingly, Lu Cun launched an attack on Emperor Ziwei.

Even though it seemed like a weak attack to me, it turned into a blow like divine punishment the moment it came into contact with the opponent.

As if being hit head-on by a high-speed train, Ziwei Emperor flew out, and his whole body hit the wall. Like the chopped and beaten meat filling for making wontons, it turned into meat sauce and stuck to the wall.

"That's amazing. Is it a causal-level damage return? Although overusing it now may make it difficult to reach the level of [Nine Out, Thirteen Return] in the future, [Nine Out, Ten Return] is still possible."

A young voice mixed with an old feeling rang out in my arms.

"Sister" held me and walked in front of Lu Cun.

"You have reached this step earlier than I expected, that Wu Qu would try to surpass himself at the age of 16, 17 or 18, but - if I take over Wen Qu's body, what are you going to do?"

Lu Cun, who collapsed to the ground helplessly, looked at her coldly.

"Let me introduce myself to you. Tan Lang Ming is the name of my ability. Tan Lang means changeable, and my ability is a variety of talents that match the name. I can't rely on willpower alone to improve my ability to the point of rivaling God in a very short time like you can, but I can still gain knowledge and power to learn from God. Do you remember the story of [Resurrection] that I told you about?"

"Now, I am like Li Tieguai who borrowed the corpse of a beggar. The original body of Li Xuan is now dead."

Lu Cun struggled and lifted the long stick with all his strength.

"But there is another problem at this time - Li Xuan borrowed the beggar's corpse to revive, but Wen Qu is not actually dead."

The long stick fell and hit the ground beside the girl.

"Yes, even if you want to kill me now, it doesn't change the fact that your ultimate goal is to rescue Wenqu and Pojun."

She chuckled, put me down and hugged Lu Cun.

"And even if you rescue them both, you will still have to face the dilemma of how to explain it to your mother."

"She is a poor woman. Her husband just died, and her son and daughter have suffered this misfortune."

The bruised little hand gently patted the back of Lu Cun's head.

"Whose fault do you think this is?"

Lu Cun's momentum was fading, and I felt his powerlessness and the lament in his heart.

"Of course it's my fault. I won't deny it. But can you put everything aside and take revenge on me now, Lu Cun?"

"..."

"I know you love your mother. So I also have a way to make everyone except the two of us happy."

She told Lu Cun about a spell that could erase other people's impression of a person, and told him that as long as he used that spell, everyone except him and her would be free from this trouble. Almost everyone would forget Yang Wenqu, and would not pursue the tragedy that might have occurred.

At that time, my timidity, my cowardice, and my irresponsibility made me choose to believe her words.

Lu Cun, who did not know that will is the root of all power, could only choose to believe these words.

He, who always dared to act and speak the truth, chose to lie.

To save my sister and to prevent my mother from breaking down.

……

"Doctor, what's wrong with this child?"

"…The situation is a bit bad. It's depression plus severe female phobia, both of which have developed to the point where they cause physiological reactions. How could you send the child here so late?"

"I'm sorry, I don't care about him enough! Is there any way to treat him? This child is now trembling with fear when I even get close to him."

"I'm sorry, ma'am. To be honest, these two diseases... the former can only be cured by medication at this stage, and it may not be cured. The latter... to be honest, it is really incurable and there is no psychological cure. I can only try my best to help you prevent him from committing suicide due to depression."

I was in the hospital, holding Lu Cun's hand, sitting away from my mother and the doctor.

[283] Po Jun (Part )

"I don't want to go to school anymore."

I whispered my request to Lu Cun.

"…Tell me the reason."

He put down his half-finished homework and looked me in the eyes.

Although I know that he is used to being focused on everything he does, and appears to be rigid and inflexible, he actually classifies many things in his mind and decides which one to prioritize based on the situation. He also puts down his homework because he thinks his family's words are more important, but...

I still didn't dare to look him in the eye and subconsciously avoided his gaze.

“My classmates at school are… not very friendly.”

"Is that Wang or Wang guy in your class giving you trouble again? I'm going to beat him up again. School bullying shouldn't happen."

"..."

"The girl from the next class, Lin or Li, who kept pestering you after you clearly rejected her? I'll humiliate her in public and let her know her mistake."

“…No…”

I suppressed the emotions in my heart and denied them in a voice that I could hardly even hear myself.

"What is that? Are you simply disliking certain people? If that's the case, I can't just resort to brute force..."

"You're always like this! You only choose violence time and time again! You don't understand how I feel when they say I'm just a follower who only hides behind my twin brother! You also don't understand how I feel when they point fingers at me every time when you're not around!"

I know that there is no reason for me to blame him at this time.

My eldest brother went abroad and my mother has been in poor health recently. Many things at home and school have to be handled by Lu Cun on his own or by asking acquaintances to teach him.

Because kids of this age are more... active and like to (bully) people who don’t say anything, like me.

In order to help me vent my anger, Lu Cun fought with those guys many times.

My misogyny became more and more serious. If there was a woman within one meter of me, I would go limp and fall to the ground.

So sometimes when he was not around, I was noticed by a girl from the next class who liked my face and approached, and what happened was simply a disaster.

"Is this guy a burden to Yang Lucun?"

"That guy is so pitiful, having such a useless brother."

"Have you heard that? That guy is a psychopath."

"Wow! The younger brother is a psychopath, the older brother is a violent maniac, the whole family must be criminals! Maybe the father is a drug dealer, the mother is an arsonist, and the uncles are human traffickers~~~"

"Hahaha, a family of criminals! A family of criminals!"

Naturally, since my physical fitness was not much different from theirs, I could only be beaten up unilaterally in the irrational fight.

And this didn’t just happen once.

They made jokes about my family and slandered them as born criminals.

I tried desperately to stop it, but I could only be bullied unilaterally.

After Lu Cun found out, he blocked the road one by one or in groups and beat them one by one.

After a few days when the injuries had healed and the pain had subsided, they continued to play jokes on my family.

An endless vicious cycle.

I really...can't stand it anymore.

Feeling nauseous, I rushed out of the house.

The sound of Lu Cun knocking over tables and chairs behind me reached my ears, but it couldn't stop me.

……