Wu Banxian said that I was a fate that was in danger of being a disaster and could not be supported in our family. I had to be a disciple for him before I could have a glimmer of hope.

He also said that even if I practice the Xuanmen art with him, it would be difficult to overcome the three catastrophes. In other words, when I was nine years old, the catastrophes I encountered were the most powerful. If I could not overcome this catastrophe, I would die. If it passes, there would be a big turn.

Grandpa and father discussed it for a while and felt that living is better than dying, at least they still have a thought, so they agreed.

As a result, Wu Banxian took me away from home, and walked in a hurry, as if he was afraid that my family would go back on their word.

As a result, not long after he walked out of the village, someone found Wu Banxian's body. His death was very terrifying, bleeding from his seven orifices, his eyes widened, his face full of horror, as if he was scared to death.

But I was so lying beside Wu Banxian, not crying or making a fuss.

When my parents heard this, they had to bring me back. Wu Banxian's family came over and made a big fuss. Originally, it was no wonder that our family had died on the road, but they still paid their family a sum of money. The already poor family has made it worse.

Later, I heard from my master that the reason why Wu Banxian died was because he was not upright in his mind. When he took me away, he was greedy for something on my body and wanted my life.

These are just later stories, and will not be expressed for the time being.

Let’s talk about it after I was taken home by my father, I started to feel worried again.

I don’t know whether what Wu Banxian said before was true or false. Wu Banxian’s sudden death made his family feel a little afraid of me again.

Even the people in the village said that I was a mourning star and killed an innocent person as soon as I was born.

My food rations have also become a problem. I don’t drink milk at all, I only drink blood.

From birth to now, I have not eaten a bite and have been crying hungry.

Grandpa and father were worried that they would not want to eat, and mother was sad that she cried silently alone.

Unexpectedly, when my father went out to the cottage in the middle of the night, he suddenly heard a rustling sound in the yard. Looking along with the sound, he suddenly saw a few white-haired foxes appearing in the yard, with several yellow-skinned bodies following behind him.

In the dark night, the eyes of those beasts were shining, and they were sneaky when they walked around.

One of the big white-haired foxes lay on the windowsill and secretly looked into the room.

When my father saw this scene, he was frightened at first, and then he became a little angry. He thought in his heart that it was bad enough for a freak at home, and these beasts also came to make trouble, so he picked up a brick from the ground and threw it towards the beasts.

The brick happened to hit the white-haired fox lying on the windowsill. The white-haired fox screamed in pain. It sounded very shrill in the quiet night. It looked back at my father fiercely and bared his sharp fangs, which scared my father so much that he didn't dare to move at that time.

At this time, the door of the house suddenly opened, and my grandfather rushed out with a machete. Although he was almost seventy years old, the old man's body was still very strong. When he was young, he served as a soldier and fought against the Japanese. He was once the captain of the Big Sword Team. His eyes were full of murderous aura, and the knife in his hand was shining.

When the beasts saw my grandfather, they were frightened and ran out of the yard in dismay.

"What's going on?" Grandpa looked at his father and said.

"I saw these beasts wandering around the yard, and a white-haired fox lying on the window and looking into the room." The father said with lingering fear.

"It's really a disaster. My old Wu has accumulated virtue and done good deeds in his life, defending his country, and has never done anything evil. When he gets old, how could he get into such a thing?" Grandpa sighed helplessly.

At this time, his head turned and suddenly he saw a ball of black stuff at the door of the house, as if it was still moving.

I squatted down and looked at it, and I wondered: "Where did these things come from?"

My dad also came over to take a look and was stunned for a moment, but saw a few chubby hares on the side of our house door, who were already dying.

I picked up the hare and found that there were several bloody blood holes on the hare's neck, as if they were bitten by some wild beast.

"Dad, these hares were sent by those foxes and yellow skins, right?" My dad said incredible.

Grandpa looked calm, nodded, and said, "It is very likely that they are. During the day, hundreds of yellow-skinned and foxes kneeled at our house. I don't know what the relationship between our children and these beasts has. Since they have been sent, we will keep it, leave the blood for the children, and let us eat meat."

With this rabbit blood, I finally fed me. I fell asleep and the family also had a meal of meat.

But what the family didn't expect was that these foxes and yellow-skinned men were not only sent to me this time. From now on, they came to my house almost every night. Every time they came, they would always leave something. Sometimes they were pheasants and hares, sometimes there were two fish, and even two meals a day.

Now, my family eats meat every day. In that year, the living standard is much better than other families. Most people can only eat meat during festivals. My family eats it every day, and sometimes it can't even eat it. My father even sells it at the market, which makes many people in the village feel envious.

When my father saw these yellow-skinned and foxes again in the yard, he no longer wanted to drive them away. When he saw them, he thought they didn't see them. Sometimes he had no choice but to walk in the opposite face. Those beasts were not afraid of my father, and they waved past my father with wild game in their mouths, put them down and left without looking back, which was very free and easy.

In this way, three years passed in a blink of an eye, these foxes and weasels sent some wild animals every day, and I ate meat and drank blood from my family.

Because my life is so good, my parents have gained a lot.

Gradually, I grew up. Apart from the problem of drinking blood, the rest are no different from your normal child.

My family also tried to eat some other foods for me, but I vomited them every time I ate them and couldn't swallow them at all.

When I was just born, my body grew white hair, and my face was similar to a fox. However, as I grew up day by day, the white hair faded away, and the face gradually became normal, and the longer I grew, the more delicate it became.

However, when I was three years old, my grandfather and father began to worry again. They still remember Wu Banxian's words, "I am a natural person who is born to take disasters every three years. Now I am exactly three years old, and I don't know what disasters I will encounter."

On my third birthday, it was indeed a disaster. A person died in the village, and everyone in the village said that I killed him.
Chapter completed!