I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

If you hold your breath, you might be able to make a living by telling stories.

But he couldn't bear it!

I am filled with resentment in my heart. What's the point of living if I can't speak out loudly about that person's evil deeds?

"If the restaurant won't let me in, I'll just say it on the street."

'Everyone knows about him, and everyone knows about him...'

Liu Wenbin was fantasizing about revenge when suddenly a few muscular men came towards him.

Although they didn't know him, these people forced their arms around his shoulders and pushed him into the alley.

"Who are you, woo, woo--"

With his mouth covered by someone, Liu Wenbin could only make a humming sound.

.....

They walked into the alley, pushed the man to the ground, and then several strong men took out short sticks and hit him.

"How dare you, kid, ruin my master's reputation?"

"Master, you took your property and still spared your life. If it were me, you would have died long ago."

Several people used all their strength and soon beat Liu Wenbin until his head was bleeding and he fainted completely.

Before losing consciousness, Liu Wenbin thought he would die here today.

but......

A gust of cold wind blew, and the man who had been unconscious for a while raised his bruised eyelids with great effort.

The sky was already pitch black at this time, and several strong men were lying around him, their lives or deaths unknown.

"Hey, which hero saved me?"

Liu Wenbin straightened up with a grin, and suddenly felt a creepy touch on the back of his hand.

He quickly lowered his head and saw a gray spider as big as half an adult's palm.

This spider not only has a terrifying body shape, but also has a human face on its back!

With a scream, Liu Wenbin used his hands and feet to retreat to the corner in embarrassment.

"What are you afraid of? If I hadn't saved you, you would have been beaten to death by them."

The human face on the spider's back spoke, and his tone was clearly filled with dissatisfaction.

For a moment, Liu Wenbin wondered if he was dreaming.

But the severe pain all over his body reminded him that he was not in a dream at this moment.

"You, why did you save me?"

......

If the person who saved Liu Wenbin was a normal person, his first reaction would be to express gratitude.

But the spider is not a human, it even has a face on its back!

"You have a deep hatred in your heart. You shouldn't die here like this."

Seeing Liu Wenbin fall silent, the human-faced spider continued: "Do you want revenge?"

"What are the conditions?" Liu Wenbin asked immediately.

The human face on the spider's back smiled, and then it crawled into the mouth of a strong man who was lying on the ground.

Liu Wenbin felt sick after seeing this, but even more disgusting things were yet to come.

The sturdy man's stomach shrank rapidly, as if the flesh, fat, and internal organs inside had been hollowed out by the human-faced spider.

The blood-stained gray spider bit through the man's belly button and crawled out, then followed suit and drilled into the bodies of other strong men one by one.

The atmosphere in the alley became eerie and terrifying. Liu Wenbin's face changed several times, but he did not take the opportunity to escape.

Soon, the human-faced spider came to him, pushing a ball of red spider silk, and said in a gloomy tone: "Eat it if you want revenge."

"..."

Without saying a word, Liu Wenbin grabbed the ball of spider silk and swallowed it.

"Eat it and you will avenge me!" The man stared at the spider and said fiercely, suppressing his nausea.

"This is just the first step. If you want me to help you get revenge, you have to go to the nearby village and tell a story. You are a storyteller, so this shouldn't be difficult, right?"

It seems that the human-faced spider did not save Liu Wenbin on impulse, it obviously knew something about the latter.

"Tell a story? If I tell you the story, you can help me kill that man?"

"Yes, by the time you finish telling the story and return to the city, your enemies will have died a miserable death."

After getting the spider's promise, the man asked in a deep voice: "What story do you want me to tell?"

.....

Liu Wenbin was covered in wounds, but he just hurried home to take a nap, and got up the next morning to complete the transaction with the human-faced spider.

This is certainly due to the desire for revenge, but there is another reason besides this.

'Why, I suddenly don't hate it so much? '

It was definitely not the kind of relief that comes from having a sudden enlightenment and letting go of hatred, but rather it was as if the hatred in my heart was sucked away by something, and I felt completely empty.

Liu Wenbin thought of the ball of spider silk he swallowed yesterday...it was indeed not a good thing, but he had no choice for revenge.

He was afraid that if he delayed any further, he would lose the motivation for revenge.

Liu Wenbin hurriedly pushed open the door and limped out of the city.

Since the human-faced spider did not specify a specific location, it only said that it would go to a nearby village to tell a story.

Due to his limited mobility, the man arrived at Shanshui Village, which was the closest to the city.

"Young man, who are you looking for in the village?"

When a villager saw Liu Wenbin limping, he came forward to ask questions enthusiastically.

At this moment, the latter's heart was actually a little shaken!

The human-faced spider is by no means a good guy, and the story it wants to tell is by no means a good story.

My transaction with it might bring disaster to the innocent villagers here.

'...'

"My hatred has been reduced so much that I actually start to care about the lives of others?"

I really shouldn't have done that. For the sake of revenge, I didn't even care about my own life or death, so why should I care about other people!

Thinking of this, Liu Wenbin gave the enthusiastic villagers a stiff smile: "I'm not looking for anyone. I'm a storyteller. I come here specifically to tell stories."

Chapter 390 A mysterious knock on the door in the middle of the night

It's rare to have a storyteller come to the village to tell stories for free, and now it's noon, which is a good time for everyone to eat and rest.

As a result, the news spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, the villagers of Shanshui Village all gathered at the entrance of the village, holding bowls and moving stools.

Liu Wenbin looked around, put his hands together to signal everyone to be quiet, and then slowly began to tell the story of the knock on the door in the middle of the night.

He abandoned the exaggerated tone unique to storytellers and emphasized a straightforward narrative.

But because the story was so fascinating from the beginning, the villagers listened with great interest.

In the middle of the night, there was a knock on the door of a house in the village.

The husband opened the door and saw no one.

The cold wind blew into the room, and the husband just stood at the empty doorway, motionless.

The wife quickly got up from the bed and came to her husband. After she complained a few words, her husband seemed to be unaware and still stood at the door motionless.

"The husband didn't respond for a long time, so the wife pushed him hard."

"With a thud, the husband fell to the ground, his body stiff, but he died the moment he opened the door."

There were exclamations of "Oh" all around, but Liu Wenbin continued speaking with a blank expression.

The next night, there was another knock on the villager's door.

They didn't open the door, but still couldn't escape.

"Will you die if you don't open the door?" someone asked loudly.

Liu Wenbin nodded: "It would be even worse if we don't open the door. Our whole family will die."

Whether you open the door or not, death is inevitable.

As long as there is a living person in the village, the ghosts will not stop knocking on the door.

"Finally, a woman came to the deserted village. She was wearing the queen's red dress."

“The Queen’s red dress frightened the monsters. After being deprived of all their powers, they also met their own end.”

...........

After the story was told, everyone was completely confused.

Because this story has no cause or effect, and even no logic.

Why did the strange creature suddenly come to the village to harm people, and who is that mysterious woman?

What does the red dress she is wearing mean? Whose queen is she?

Why can the queen's clothes scare the monsters? It can even deprive them of their power.

Finally, is the woman in red here to avenge everyone?

That doesn't sound like it.

The villagers looked at each other in bewilderment. If there had never been a storyteller coming here to tell stories for free, they would have booed right now.

But it is only temporarily delayed, because Liu Wenbin still has a big move to use.

"That unfortunate village, its name is Shanshui Village."

what?

After a moment's silence, there was a burst of boos from the audience.

Not only was there a lot of booing, but some people also rushed up to beat him up.

"You are deliberately cursing our village, aren't you?"

boom--

After being hit by a strong punch, Liu Wenbin fell down.

He protected his head slightly, preparing for the villagers' punches and kicks.

but......

"Lao Liang, stop hitting him. Can't you see how badly he's injured? If you kill him, you'll have to pay with your life!"

The expected storm did not come. Lao Liang kicked him a few times and left angrily.

The remaining villagers cursed but did not come over to start a fight.

Liu Wenbin pulled up a self-deprecating smile, he struggled to get up, and limped towards the city.

On the way back, the man walked faster and faster.

He felt that the hatred in his heart became thinner as time passed.

If this continues, he probably won't be happy at all even if he sees his enemies dead on the spot.

'Is this the true price?'

With this thought in mind, Liu Wenbin hurried to the mansion that originally belonged to him but now belonged to the evil man.

"..."

Nothing happened, everything is as usual.

The human-faced spider deceived himself, the man was not dead!

.............