This is a large wooden tub.

The black basin was so big that a five-year-old child could lie inside.

The naked child crawled into the large wooden basin with trembling. The child was thin and bony, and his muscles were exposed.

After he lay down, a middle-aged man came over with a black pot in his hand. He opened the black pot and tilted the mouth of the pot downwards. Countless ants-like insects flowed into the large wooden basin.

The black bug completely covered the children in the wooden basin.

The child's extremely sad and painful sound came from the basin.

After a long time, the middle-aged man put the black clay pot in the basin with a cold face.

The scattered insects crawled towards the pottery jar at once and soon all entered the pottery jar.

What's strange is that the child who was bitten by insects did not have any injuries on his body.

The child was so weak that he was sweating profusely. He looked at the middle-aged man with his eyes slightly.

The middle-aged man lifted the child up, and he took out a pill and fed it to the child.

The child's breath has recovered from the Qi Ruoyan.

"Wen Xiao." The middle-aged man shouted out the child's name, "You should understand that insect punishment is a necessary means for us to communicate with insects."

Of course, Wen Xiao understood that the more times the worms are punished, the more beneficial it will be for the worms to communicate. After the age of ten, the worms will be completely fixed. It is impossible to get the increase in the worms through worms like now.

The Western Man Insect Sect uses insect sense as a measure of talent. The stronger the insect sense, the more precisely the insect control.

The more times you can withstand insect punishment, the stronger the insect feeling, but insect punishment is very dangerous. I don’t know how many children can’t survive the insect punishment every year.

Generally, children suffer from insect punishment after they are more determined after they are seven years old. They can endure them at most ten times a year and can endure them thirty times. The insect feeling will generally be good.

But he started at the age of five.

"Wen Xiao, you have to know that you are different from others." The middle-aged man said with a cold face and said, "Other children can start at the age of seven, and they can endure thirty worm punishments or even less than thirty times, only ten times."

"It's good to live a life of ignorance, but if you can't, you either become a genius of the insect sect or die. You can't be mediocre."

The middle-aged man threw Wen Xiao into the wooden barrel again.

Wen Xiao looked at the ceiling with no eyes, wondering why he couldn't be mediocre?

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...

The body of the elephant condensed by the gray fog is still as it was before.

The three examiners have been waiting for half an hour.

No one came out of this end.

On the contrary, a candidate rushed out from the side. After rushing out, he became dizzy.

Zhongtian and the other two walked over to check and confirmed that the candidate was not in danger of his life.

But it was difficult to wake up for a moment. His face was full of fear, making his facial features a little distorted, as if he had experienced a very terrible thing in the gray fog.

Let the teacher take the people down for good treatment, and notify them if they wake up.

The three examiners have been worried since then.

You should know that Zhongtian’s disciple Du Ni is inside, Yuanhai’s disciple is inside, and Old Master Zhang Li’s grandson is inside.

They are all human beings, and of course they are worried.

Especially the scene inside, they actually don’t know what it will be like.

"What kind of illusion would it be like to refine the heart, which can scare people like this?" Old Master Zhang Li whispered.

"Soul refining is originally a trial prepared for Taoist cultivators. Taoist cultivators all know that the Heart Pass is the most difficult. Even Taoist cultivators will fall into the Heart Pass and will never make any progress or go crazy. It is not easy to refine your heart." Zhongtian sighed lightly.

"Amitabha." Yuanhai lowered his head and closed his eyes and said, "The world is like a sea of ​​suffering, all sentient beings are suffering. No one's heart can be truly clear and flawless. Everyone will have their own emotions and six desires, and their hearts are sad."

"Even if they are extremely talented, this refining heart should not be prepared for them." Old Master Zhang Li's face was slightly dark, and he was still dissatisfied with the saint's reckless act again.

But Nakata and Yuanhai didn't agree because this was not something they could change.

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...

Zhou Fan walked along the streets, and scenes of scenes appeared in his mind.

The street scene has not changed at all, and there are memories of his life here.

Even though he knew very well that all this was probably an illusion created by the memory deep in his mind, his heart still beat rapidly.

Passing through the zebra crossing, I entered a somewhat dilapidated community.

He stood downstairs and looked at the six-story tube building.

He looked up and stood quietly, his home was on the third floor, 307.

Grandma...Sister...

Will you be at home?

He raised his foot and walked towards the stairs, and in fact he could climb and jump into his home, but he dared not.

He carefully climbed up the steps step by step, in order to try not to break the rules, and to see the relatives he had never forgotten and was familiar with.

Even if this is fake...even if this is fake... I want to meet them, I want to meet them.

This thought kept popping up in Zhou Fan's mind.

Until he stood in front of the door with the 307 door sign inscribed.

He began to fear again and wanted to escape from here.

He was afraid that it would not be what he thought it was.

But he was unwilling to escape and finally gritted his teeth and walked through the door.

He saw that the somewhat dilapidated hall was covered with dust and spider webs were tied around the corners of the house.

The house has not been inhabited for a long time.

He looked at the decoration of the hall that was so familiar that he could not be more familiar with it, and searched in a daze, grandma's room, his room, and sister's room.

The house was not big and a little dilapidated, and it was the only relic left by his parents. There was no one in the three rooms and the kitchen that was close to the toilet.

Zhou Fan sat on the long mahogany chair in the hall, his face dull.

Grandma, sister is already dead.

And because of his departure, this house has long been no longer inhabited.

"What's the point of doing this?" he asked softly: "Will tearing open the scars in my heart and hurting me again?"

No answers were received.

He felt like he was back on the day when his sister just died and grandma died of illness.

He is so lonely in the world that he is the only one left.

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...

My mother still lost. In that cruel world, the loser has no way out.

There was no sadness on my mother's face, she just smiled and comforted the uneasy little insect mother.

Li Chongniang stood behind them, looking at this scene, and listening to the words that had been recited countless times in her heart.

"Mom, I'm sorry for you, don't resent him either. This is the way my mother chose. If she loses, she must admit defeat."

"It's just that I'm sorry to the village. If you have the chance, you will go to worship me. My mother lost too badly, and she lost both your life and the village completely."

"Your life... your illness... is also my mother's fault." The beautiful woman sighed sadly, "But don't give up in the future. This world is so cruel and so desperate, but there will always be a way."

Xiao Chong Niang was only one year old back then, but she didn't understand.

But my mother had no choice but to tell her everything and let her remember it.

"The tiger is poisonous and doesn't eat anything, not to mention that he has never been a bad person. You have to believe in your mother's eyes..." The mother smiled and said, "You will know when you grow up."

Back then, she was originally different from ordinary people. Even if she was one year old, she grew up like a child of three or four years old, so she was so clear.
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