Chapter 9: Worship me as a teacher
I glanced around and made sure that I was the only one in the room, so I walked away from the divine position. When I got closer, I saw clearly the appearance of the old man. His tiny eyes looked stingy, and the first image made people feel that he was not a good person. His rosacea had a big nose and his cheeks were red when he drank.
As soon as I came out to stand down, my mother, father and grandma pushed the door and came in. My father's face was very bad. Seeing that I was injured, I couldn't help but rush up to hit me.
The mother grabbed him, "You are dead, your child is so sinful, what else do you want to do?"
"This dead boy, let him stay at home and stay at home. He actually ran out to carry a pole for me?" My father said anxiously.
"You are not a good thing either. Let you watch it well. If you run to drink, don't think I don't know." Grandma kept blocking her, and said to the old man on the chair.
"Second brother, do you think of this kid's disaster?"
Old man sipped a sip of wine and thought for a while, "You can't stay at home, you have to go out!"
"Where are you going? This child hasn't gone far yet?" My mother's voice was slightly crying, and her eyes were filled with reluctance when she held me with one hand.
"Walking around and accumulating more good deeds, his ability has begun to appear. I originally thought that the Zhentian Fu could protect him until he was thirty years old, but it seemed that the situation was not as simple as I thought."
"Wait!" I immediately stopped when I saw them saying one by one. After all, I was discussing me, so I should have the right to know everything.
"What's wrong? The little brat" said the old man terrified.
"Hey, you old man, don't be too arrogant. I'll tell you to be careful. I'll beat you up." I was so angry that I picked up my sleeves and started to do it. He glanced at me and slapped me on the table I moved away. I could only hear a creaking sound.
A pine table was so torn, and it was half broken. He looked at me at first sight, put the wine gourd on the ground, and suddenly stood up and pulled my clothes and said, "What, do you want us to practice?"
He was a head shorter than me, so when he looked at me, I had to lift his head up. Suddenly, I saw a circle of gold in his tiny eyes. He glanced at the broken table and swallowed a deep saliva.
"You joke, I just joked, joking," I forced a smile and said.
"I'm not kidding!" He glared at me and kicked me down with one kick.
"Hey, don't go too far." I yelled fiercely with dissatisfaction, staring at him with a pair of eyes.
"Good it, hurry up and pay homage, let's get on the road." He said something I couldn't understand.
"Why do you worship?"
"Acquaintance with a master, otherwise what are you going to worship?"
"No, I'll say," I turned my head and for a moment I got angry. What a courage it would take to let me follow this guy.
"You can't help it." He said nothing and pulled off my shirt. What's terrible is that I didn't have any strength to resist, and my father and mother actually let him abuse me. After pulling my shirt apart, he took out a bronze token, which was carved with a strange beast.
I saw him pressing bronze medals on my chest, and at the same time, he slapped the beads that the judge had just given him on my forehead. I felt a heat in my chest, and the pain that came immediately made me sweat. I couldn't shout it out, and the old grandmother pinched my mouth and prevented it from closing, probably because she was afraid that I would bite my tongue.
My eyes were open and my body was spasming. When I felt my chest was numb, he took off the copper token. I saw a brand on my chest, which was red like a birthmark.
"Hurry up, put on his clothes. It's time for us to leave. He won't belong here after dawn." said the old man Wu.
A trace of reluctance flashed in my eyes, slapped me in the face, and put on clothes. I saw my father's grand seven-foot man actually started crying. My mother was a little reluctant, but my grandmother pulled her and shook her head.
My heart skipped a beat and felt something big was going to happen. Old man looked outside, pulled me up on the ground, dragged me out and went out, and was still chanting something inexplicably strange.
My father and the others followed me, they stood at the door and did not come out, and my mother was already crying like a tearful person.
"Boy, you are no longer under the Mo family, you are nameless and sexually irrelevant!"
"Dad" This is the first time I called my father, and I always called him Uncle Seven. He wiped his tears and said,
"Listen to your second grandfather, go out and do more good deeds and accumulate some good deeds!"
"You really don't want me?" I roared. I never thought that one day I would be expelled from my house because of a stranger. In that era, namelessness means that I am an orphan, an abandoned person, and even the underworld cannot go to when I die.
"Child, listen well. Follow your second grandfather. One day, you will be able to come back if you have the ability. Otherwise, you will be at home now and you will harm yourself and others!"
"How did I harm myself and others?"
"There is so much nonsense? Tell me quickly, but I won't really expel you from the house!" Old man slapped me on the head and kicked me in the ass and said dissatisfiedly.
"I won't expel, that's fine!"
"Hurry up, it's going to dawn, I'll leave after I say it."
"I'll do it." Father saw me hesitating and choked up.
"Today I drove Mo Jiu out of my house and took back his surname and name. From now on, he has no connection with my Mo family!"
Chapter completed!