Li Qing and Ru Shui had already rushed over.
"Boss, that person has already left. These are the bullet shells we found on the opposite building.”
Lu Qing took the shell and looked at it under the sunlight. Sure enough, there was a tiny pattern carved on the shell. It was a ghost face, which was the style of ghosts.
Lu Qing had thought that Gui Mei was dead, but he did not expect that he was still alive. In recent years, he had heard rumors about Gui Mei in Jianghu. He had always thought that someone must have used Gui Mei's reputation to cause trouble. It seemed that his thoughts were wrong.
In fact, before the ground-breaking ceremony, the night had already included the surrounding 30 miles into the range of the camera. Lu Qing only needed to tap on the computer to know the slightest thing that happened within 30 miles.
When that familiar figure appeared on the computer screen, Lu Qing's vigilance increased. Although his appearance had changed and his body was a little hunched, his eyes did not change at all. That kind of coldness and that kind of bone-chilling hostility, only ghosts would have it.
Gui Mei was different from Wu Sheng. Gui Mei was just a soul floating in the world. He had no heart and was cold and heartless to everyone. Gui Mei was as cold-blooded and heartless as his name suggested. Although Lu Qing was called Wu Sheng and he only killed those who deserved to be killed, he had a heart and was a person of flesh and blood.
Lu Qing thought that Gui Mei must have hated him. He had tolerated it for so many years, just like a volcano that had been silent for so many years, waiting for the moment to erupt. However, Lu Qing had taken the initiative and used a special actor to avoid the disaster. He did not want to meet Gui Mei, not only because they were enemies, but more importantly, he did not want to think about his bloody past. Those were the coldest and darkest days of his life.
Lu Qing did not learn his skills from Elder Lu's bodyguards, but from Sima of Heaven and Hell. In fact, the disciples of Heaven and Hell were all seven or eight-year-old children. Most of them were desperate or had no one to rely on. Only such people would be more easily educated and more loyal to the leader.
Sima was the person in charge of teaching children martial arts in Heaven and Hell. The reason why Lu Qing could enter Heaven and Hell was not voluntary. He was only chosen by Sima. Sima said that when he saw Lu Qing, he felt that Lu Qing would definitely be the next sect master.
The seven-year-old Lu Qing was forgotten by his mother again. Her mother would go out and fool around with that bastard for three to five days. She had already forgotten about Lu Qing's existence. That day, Lu Qing was cold and hungry. The other children had already changed into cotton clothes, but he was still wearing a single coat. He crossed his arms as he walked through the streets and alleys. He saw many beggars of his age kneeling on the ground and begging. He turned his head in disgust. He would rather starve than beg.
He was tired from walking and sat under a big tree with his arms around his knees. At this moment, a man in his forties came over. He was tall and big, with a hat covering his eyebrows and a mask covering his mouth, revealing only a pair of bright eyes. He took out a large note from his pocket and stuffed it into Lu Qing's hands. Lu Qing stubbornly stuffed the money into his hands while he clenched his fists.
"I'm not a beggar, please take it.”
The middle-aged man seemed to be very patient. His eyes were filled with a smile, but that smile was cold.
"Why not? I can buy a lot of good things with this. Besides, those kneeling people can't wait for me to give them one.”
Lu Qing looked at the beggars. They seemed to be full of hostility towards him. He raised his chin at them.
"Then you can give it to them."
The middle-aged man continued,
"Do you think I gave you too little? Here, I'll give you some more. Take this to buy some warm food and drinks, and then buy a cotton coat.”
Lu Qing turned his head away. He did not take the man's money. He bit his lip tightly. He was not a beggar. A man could be killed but not humiliated. The cold wind blew on his frostbitten face, like a knife scraping his face, hurting him.
The middle-aged man laughed.
"What a stubborn child."
The middle-aged man walked away.
The group of young beggars quickly surrounded Lu Qing. They grabbed Lu Qing's collar and started to hit him. It turned out that they thought Lu Qing had stolen their business.
Lu Qing was weak, but he tried his best to resist. He was tired and hungry, and he had no strength at all. He was beaten up by the beggar, but he did not beg for mercy. When he fell to the ground, he touched a piece of glass. He picked up the glass shard and waved it at the beggar. His eyes were red.
"Come on. At most, we'll die together.”
The beggars retreated and waved at them.
"Brothers, let's disperse. We've met someone who doesn't care about his life.”
After the beggar left, the middle-aged man came again. Lu Qing threw the glass shards at the man.
"What are you doing? You're deliberately making them my enemies. Did you just want to watch this show?”
The middle-aged man laughed.
"I didn't expect you to see through the world at such a young age. I really admire you.”
The middle-aged man was Sima. He had been following Lu Qing all the way and had been trying his best to talk. He was telling Lu Qing about a dream kingdom. It was the heaven and hell that he was loyal to. There were friends who valued loyalty and brothers who loved each other. More importantly, they could eat and wear warm clothes every day and constantly challenge life.
Sima had been using beautiful rhetoric to describe his world. He had been using a trick to deceive Lu Qing, but he could see from Lu Qing's cold eyes that Lu Qing was unmoved. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Lu Qing was the person he was looking for. It was really rare for a person who was hungry and cold to be unmoved by temptation, especially when he was still a child.
"Are you really not moved?"
"I'm not familiar with you. Why should I listen to you say this? Are you a storyteller?"
It seemed that he had said all this in vain. Sima rubbed his forehead in frustration. This guy was using his childish attitude to deal with him. It seemed that if he did not give him some shocking information, he would not join him.
"I know you have a mother."
Lu Qing looked at him coldly. The smile in Sima's eyes became more and more unrestrained. As expected, he had caught his sore spot.
Lu Qing suddenly said indifferently,
"You don't have to use her to threaten me. If you can deal with her, I'll feel relieved. It's fine if you don't have such a mother."
Sima knew that Lu Qing was just saying. He saw a trace of worry in Lu Qing's eyes. Lu Qing said this just to make him give up on this idea.
"Very good. She's in our hands now. She just lost the bet. Do you think I should cut off her left arm or right arm first?”
Lu Qing clenched his fists and pursed his lips into a straight line.
Sima continued,
"As long as it's someone we like, no one can escape this fate. However, after you go in, you will be glad that you were chosen. Because only by constantly challenging can a man truly become a courageous person.”
Lu Qing finally understood Sima's meaning. This hot-bloodedness was not just about being hot-blooded, but more importantly, it was bloody. He had to face blood and slaughter almost every day. At first, when he saw so much blood, he actually vomited, causing his companions to laugh at him. Later on, in order to survive, he had no choice but to continue killing.
They usually had eight or nine people in a room. The youngest of these children was Lu Qing, and the oldest was only 13 or 14 years old. They had to endure the severe test of hunger, bitter cold, or roasting every day. Only three steamed buns were sent to a room every day, and only those who snatched them had the strength to survive.
The three steamed buns were not enough to share. Sometimes, the older child would snatch them away by himself. Only the majority of them would starve. Many children began to wail and cry. This was not the beautiful world that Sima had mentioned. They could still fill their stomachs outside, but they could only starve to death here. This was something that would happen sooner or later.
At first, Lu Qing was also hungry because he was the youngest and was far weaker than the older children. Later, he discussed with a few children of similar age that if the steamed buns were delivered, they would join forces to deal with the older child who always snatched the steamed buns. This way, they could share a steamed bun and fight against the strong enemy together.
Sure enough, it was time to eat again. The older child grabbed the iron bars and guarded the position tightly. When the steamed buns appeared, he was about to reach out to snatch them. Unexpectedly, the young children beside him restrained him. Some people twisted his neck, two people pressed his arms, and some people hugged his thighs and waist. Although he was very strong, he was outnumbered. He could only watch helplessly as Lu Qing took the steamed buns away. Lu Qing indeed shared the steamed buns with everyone. Later on, everyone in the room listened to Lu Qing's commands, and Lu Qing became the leader of the room. The big guy had no choice but to submit. If he didn't submit, he would starve to death. Later on, the steamed buns almost became custom-made. Lu Qing always divided the three steamed buns evenly so that everyone had a share.
Their rooms had the most survivors because some rooms had already started killing each other in order to survive. However, killing each other was both a process and the final result.
Even though Lu Qing had been trying his best to maintain the peace in the room, there were still rumors spreading. They said that only one person could walk out of a room. Everyone was no longer in that kind of sympathetic atmosphere. Even when they ate steamed buns, they no longer had the throbbing feeling of sharing weal and woe. They always looked at each other and wondered if the other party would kill them.
The days passed in fear and worry until one day, three buns became two, and two buns became one. Everyone panicked and worried about their own way out.
The big guy started the fight first. He beat up four or five kids. Lu Qing didn't persuade everyone to band together. He knew that if they banded together, they would definitely be able to beat the big guy to death. That way, he would have one less strong opponent. However, he also knew that only one person could leave the room alive, and that person would definitely be him. In other words, these brothers would die under his fists and feet. Instead of doing it himself, it was better to let the big guy do it. He didn't know if he was considered gentle and cruel.
As expected, only Lu Qing and the big guy were left in the room. The big guy had killed so many people, so he no longer had any fear. He stared at Lu Qing like a leopard. He also knew that Lu Qing was not easy to deal with. Although he was small, he had many tricks up his sleeve.
Lu Qing was calm. He didn't even look up at the big guy. He just quietly tidied his clothes. He knew that the big guy was going to attack him today. He looked indifferent, but he was actually in a vigilant state. Every hair on his body stood up.
Sure enough, the big guy threw a punch at Lu Qing. Lu Qing dodged nimbly, but he did most of the dodging because he was no match for the big guy in terms of strength. This was a battle between a cat and a mouse. However, it was not necessarily the cat eating the mouse. The mouse was very smart and could always dodge the cat's attacks nimbly. The cat, on the other hand, was a little impatient.
The big guy panted as he looked at Lu Qing. Lu Qing still had a calm expression on his face. He didn't even take a breath. No one was willing to stop. If anyone shouted, it would be a loss of morale. The game between the two of them continued without fatigue.
It was time to deliver the steamed buns again. There was a white steamed bun in a small porcelain plate. The two of them looked at the steamed bun together, but the big guy was looking at the hot steamed bun while Lu Qing was looking at the small porcelain plate.
The big guy snatched the steamed bun, and Lu Qing snatched the small white porcelain plate. The big guy ate half of the steamed bun. He felt that the two of them could still drag it out. It was better to keep this half of the steamed bun and attack in the middle of the night. Lu Qing broke the small white porcelain plate in half. This was his sharp weapon.
In the middle of the night, the room was pitch black, and the moonlight could not shine in because the windows were tightly sealed. Lu Qing felt like he was floating in a dark ocean. There were no ships, no signal lights, nothing, not even the sound of waves or seabirds. He was just floating alone in the sea, bobbing up and down.
Suddenly, the big guy grabbed Lu Qing's neck and pressed his knee against Lu Qing's chest. Lu Qing could clearly see the big guy's eyes. His eyes were bright and bright. It was the light of hope. As long as he strangled Lu Qing to death, he would be able to leave this damn place alive.
Lu Qing rolled his white eyes and stopped struggling. The big guy sat on the ground, sweating. He tried to put his finger under Lu Qing's nose to see if Lu Qing was dead or not. Unexpectedly, Lu Qing raised the sharp weapon in his hand and slashed the big guy's throat. Warm blood splattered all over Lu Qing's face and body. The big guy fell to the ground. Lu Qing did not feel happy about his victory. He took out the steamed bun from the big guy and tried to put it down his throat, but he could not swallow it. In the end, it was stuck in his throat and could not go down. He beat his chest desperately and spat out all the buns in his throat. He did not sleep the whole night. He knew that he had chosen a path that he would regret for the rest of his life. However, he had already embarked on this path and it was impossible to retreat. He could only brace himself and continue.
It wasn't until dawn that the big guy's body was carried out. Looking at the big guy's lifeless arm hanging down, Lu Qing's heart ached. He couldn't choose this. He just wanted to live. Only those who survived could become true disciples and become Sima's disciples. When Lu Qing appeared in front of Sima, Sima smiled confidently and said," I believed that I would see you. That kind of certainty was like saying that the sun would rise tomorrow. However, the sun never rose in Lu Qing's heart again. During the days of special training in heaven and hell, he felt that every day was endless darkness."
After a few days, Sima brought a child. He was Gui Mei. Gui Mei didn't enter the small house and was brought directly to Sima's side because Sima felt that other children needed to be loyal believers because they had mortal thoughts. Gui Mei didn't need it because he was already a person who had a heart. Lu Qing didn't understand what Da Sima meant at that time. He just felt that Gui Mei was too cold, like a soulless zombie. He only fought and killed every day. He didn't even talk much. Although he was Lu Qing's senior brother, the two of them had never interacted. Even if the two of them went out to execute the killing order together,
Gui Mei just watched coldly from the side. When Lu Qing defeated his opponent, he would quickly and hatefully take his head. Lu Qing did not know what Gui Mei had experienced to make a child younger than him so heartless. In the four years they had been together, they had always been in this strange state of fighting side by side. It was only when Sima left that this strange state was broken. Wu Sheng and Gui Mei had already become the two leading figures of Heaven and Hell, and Heaven and Hell quickly split into two factions led by the two of them. Lu Qing could clearly feel Gui Mei's hostility and even a strong killing intent. Sima naturally stood on Lu Qing's side. Because of Sima's favor, the people in Heaven and Hell seemed to support Lu Qing. Regarding Sima's support, Lu Qing had sincerely asked Sima this question. Why didn't he choose Gui Mei? Gui Mei was cold-blooded and heartless. He had always done things cleanly. With such a person as the leader, it seemed to be more conducive to the development of Heaven and Hell. Sima told Lu Qing that Gui Mei was too cold, so cold that there was no human feelings to speak of. This kind of person would only bring Heaven and Hell to a desperate situation. Sima grew up with Heaven and Hell, and he did not want Heaven and Hell to decline. He needed to find a new direction for Heaven and Hell.
Sima felt that Lu Qing would definitely bring new opportunities to Heaven and Hell, but he did not expect Lu Qing to be the terminator of Heaven and Hell. Lu Qing did not dismiss Heaven and Hell because of his personal feelings. He just felt that everyone had the right to pursue their dreams and freedom. Who in Heaven and Hell really wanted to walk this path, and who was really happy on this bloody path? The homeless people in Heaven and Hell became Lu Qing's men of sacrifice. However, Lu Qing would not use their power unless it was absolutely necessary. These people were scattered in every corner. They lived the lives of ordinary people, but they had the responsibility of protecting Lu Qing. Lu Qing also let go of those who wanted freedom. However, these people were later coerced and lured by Gui Mei to embark on the path of fleeing for their lives.
Lu Qing didn't think that he was destroying heaven and hell. He felt that it was a kind of nirvana. At least they could live according to their dreams. At least Lu Qing didn't deprive them of the right to dream. The so-called heaven and hell, heaven on the flip side, and hell on the flip side. The boundary between heaven and hell was what a person was stubborn about in his heart.
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