After I was killed by domestic violence, I violently raped my whole family

Zuo Zuying didn't stop for a moment and headed towards the Zuo Shang Party's office in City A.

Kicked the door open, no one was inside.

No need to think about it, I went to Longxiang Mansion again.

Zuo Zuying turned around and left.

On the street outside Longxiang Mansion, a woman with pink eye caught his attention.

During this period of time, Lu Yazhi really felt empathy for the sufferings of the world, and his entire path of compassion cultivation reached its peak.

She blushed when she saw the dirty children wearing patched clothes on the roadside.

Seeing the staggering steps of the old man carrying a load selling vegetables, her eyes turned red.

Looking at the sick-looking people coming out of the hospital, her eyes turned red.

Looking at the homeless man on the roadside, her eyes turned red.

She even got red-eyed when she saw the shopping customers in the department store paying with distressed expressions on their faces.

.......

The suffering in this world made her red-eyed. She wanted to help everyone, and she wanted to save these suffering people with her own little power.

So, she took out the clothes at home and distributed them to everyone, she bought a load of vegetables for the old man, she gave her own money to the patients who came out of the hospital, and she packed the prepared meals in boxes. , three meals a day appear under the bridge on time and are distributed to the homeless people inside...

Her light shines all over the earth, and she gets a beautiful title, "Female Bodhisattva".

Looking at the grateful faces, Lu Yazhi's eyes turned red again.

She regretted very much why she had not felt the suffering in the world in the previous decades, and why she only woke up now.

"Children, don't grab it. We all have it. We all have it, so don't grab it."

Lu Yazhi kept taking things out of the bag, including clothes, shoes, food, and daily necessities.

An old lady hugged a pair of men's leather shoes with a flattering smile on her face, "Thank you so much, thank you so much."

Lu Yazhi looked compassionate, "You're welcome. These are things I don't need at home. I hope I can help you."

Zuo Zuying walked over and stood watching with curiosity on his face.

The two old ladies who had grabbed the coats and shoes thanked them, hugged the things in their arms and turned around and walked home. They had to take them home quickly. What if the woman woke up and took the things back?

One of the old ladies bumped the other old lady with her elbow, "Mrs. Liu, do you think there is something wrong with that woman's brain? She always comes here to scatter things?"

The other old lady said with a nonchalant expression, "It doesn't matter what she does. Once it's in our hands, it's ours. Even if we find it, I won't give it back to her."

"I heard from my third child that she gave money to people when she saw how pitiful they were. Let's wear some ragged clothes tomorrow and cry in front of her. Let's try and see if we can get the money..."

Zuo Zuying's mouth twitched slightly. Is the Holy Father's influence so great? Has Lu Yazhi reached this level?

Just when he was stunned, Lu Yazhi was already walking towards him.

Looking at the tanned man in front of her, Lu Yazhi's eyes lingered on the back of Zuo Zuying's neck, which was covered with new pink skin left behind after being exposed to the sun. She looked down from Zuo Zuying's neck. Moving, his eyes soon focused on the other person's arm. Not only was the skin shed on the arm, but there were also scars left after stitches.

Zuo Zuying was entangled by that group of people just now. He was sweating all over and his clothes were torn.

Lu Yazhi's eyes suddenly turned red when she looked at the embarrassed man in front of her. He was so pitiful. This child looked to be about the same age as her Jin'an. He had suffered so much.

Seeing Zuo Zuying looking at him pitifully, Lu Yazhi said guiltily, "All the things I brought out today have been distributed to everyone, but you are about the same size as my son. I still have a lot of things at home that my son doesn't wear." If you don’t mind the clothes, go to my house and I’ll get you two pieces.”

Zuo Zuying......

Is there such a good thing?

Many of the things his grandfather left for him are in the hands of Lu Yazhi and her son, wouldn't this opportunity come?

Zuo Zuying said tentatively, "Sister, isn't it good? If your family sees you bringing a man home, it will be bad for your reputation."

Lu Yazhi had a loving look on his face, "What a kind child. He has reached this point and still thinks about other people's situations."

"Don't worry, I'm the only one in my house today."

Zuo Zuying quickly followed Lu Yazhi's footsteps and began to weave his own tragic life experience.

"My father abandoned me and my mother for the lovers and children outside. My grandparents were seriously ill, my father was arrogant, and the rags outside were getting closer and closer. My mother was in tears every day. The family couldn't open the fire, so I had no choice but to drop out of school early. Working part-time supports the family."

"I have traveled to many places, done many tiring jobs, been bullied, deceived, and driven away..."

Listening to Zuo Zuying's tragic life experience, Lu Yazhi kept wiping away tears along the way. It was so pitiful, so pitiful.

Zuo Zuying successfully entered the house.

Lu Yazhi asked him to stand at the door and went in to find clothes for him.

Zuo Zuying looked at the beautifully decorated house with envy, "It's so beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful house."

Lu Yazhi sighed, "Child, if you want to take a look, come in and take a look."

Zuo Zuying followed Lu Yazhi into Lu Jinan's room. Seeing Lu Yazhi rummaging around in the closet, Zuo Zuying looked at the desk next to him.

There was a simple wooden box next to the desk lamp. Zuo Zuying walked over pretending to visit, and curiously opened the wooden box and looked at it.

This sight made me cry.

Lu Yazhi asked anxiously, "My child, what's going on? Why are you crying?"

Zuo Zuying pointed to the ring inside the box, "I used to have this thing, but it was robbed by others. I feel sorry for my dead grandparents. I lost all the thoughts they left for me."

"Seeing these things reminds me of my grandparents who died tragically."

Lu Yazhi breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought it was a big deal. My son usually doesn't carry this thing. He keeps it in a box and eats dust all year round. Since it's so important to you, I'll give it to you. Don't cry, don't cry. Oh, it’s so pitiful.”

Zuo Zuying was still a little dizzy when she came out of Longxiang Mansion with two pieces of clothes and the ring finger.

He pinched his lower back hard and hissed in pain.

Not dreaming.

The world has turned into what he imagined, and Lu Yazhi has also embarked on a path of perversion.