I'M Zhen
Chapter 8. Whoareyou?

"Shut up there!?"

Brucks

The servant pushed Zhen into the usual room where he was sentenced. After that he left without saying anything more while locking the iron door of the room. As usual, the room was cold and quiet. Zhen only realized it now after doing some cultivation, it turned out that this room was filled with yin energy. Perhaps if an ordinary person were to enter the room they would be frightened and slowly affected by this much yin energy. But since Zhen possessed the darkness attribute as much yin energy as anything would not work on him.

She thought hard, what else did Jiafen want to do to her. And why does Jiafen hate her so much? Zhen had never done anything wrong to her. So why?

No one opened the iron door. Zhen rounded his eyes when he saw who opened the door. At the end of the door was a large man with many scars all over his body. His fierce face made Zhen shudder in fear. The big man walked up to him by playing a big hammer full of nails in his right hand.

His feet were limp and could not be moved. Suddenly Zhen immediately rewinded his body backwards. "A what do you want to do?" Asked Zhen in a slightly trembling voice.

The big man only watched her coldly. It's really cold. Without saying anything the big man stepped up and raised Zhen's body high. He laid the little boy's body on the stone table and tied it with a rusty black chain.

With all his might Zhen broke free from the chains that bound his hands and feet. He grew even more panicked as the big man warmed his hammer high and

Jrat

"Aaggghhh!?" The boy shouted in pain as his right leg was struck with a large hammer. Her tears were dripping from the excruciating pain.

"Isn't this just the beginning? Why is Zhen'er crying? Don't tell me this hurts too much?" Jiafen asked entering the room and stopped right beside Zhen. He smiled as if nothing had happened. "This torment is nothing to Zhen'er? Aren't you a good boy?" Jiafen's whisper was right in front of Zhen's face.

"I'm guilty, Zhen'er apologize!? Zhen'er was wrong.." His large eyes continued to glaze over. But even so was not the least bit of pity in Jiafen's heart upon seeing him. Seeing Zhen crying like this he even wanted to make her suffer.

"Bring one leg off again as well as both of his hands, after all he had a faster regeneration than everyone." Said Jiafen without a heart, after which he walked away. But a few seconds later Jiafen's steps stopped in the doorway. "And Zhen'er, I know you did it. Don't think you can escape my surveillance." Jiafen stared coldly at Zhen and continued his footsteps again.

Brakes

Not long after Jiafen left was the sound of Zhen shouting because one leg had already been broken again.

That last word could not be forgotten by Zhen. You could say Jiafen knew what he did to the man. Perhaps this punishment was also as a punishment for his actions that had killed the man.

His two legs and two hands could no longer move. On his neck was also a sharp thread incision slashing his throat. Everything is numb. Blood flowed from his small hands and feet. To heal properly at least takes a week.

Zhen stared at the sky of the room with a blank look. Sometimes he thought, when can he get out of this rotten clan? Zhen also wanted to feel freedom like the others.

Not Zhen realized that black fog was already surrounding him. Along with the arrival of the black fog, Zhen's regeneration began to run though somewhat slowly. "This is what happens if the master comes into contact with that light brat again. Master don't play with him anymore, it'll be safer if you play with me." Said the black fog increasingly concentrated time.

In his dream Zhen was standing on a meadow filled with sunlight. It's so warm and peaceful. A breeze blew his body's niup. And from behind it was like someone was hugging him warmly. The hands of a woman who was so slender and white with jet black hair and the same eyes as Zhen. As he looked at who it was, Zhen widened his eyes in shock. "Mother?" He was really surprised. She thought this woman would appear in her nightmares, but why in her dreams?

The woman smiled gently at him. Wait a minute, smiling gently? Jiafen? to Zhen? That's very unlikely. But even though it was impossible, Zhen hoped it was possible. "Who are you?" Zhen asked his thoughts. The woman did not answer Zhen's question. He only smiled faintly and peeked at the little cheek of the boy in his arms. Zhen stroked the cheek that the woman kissed, I don't know what this feeling was called. But he likes it. Then the woman turned into a white butterfly and flew into the sky. Zhen tried to chase the butterfly.

Not long after the woman disappeared, this beautiful meadow turned pitch black and full of blood where. Seeing the surroundings turn dark and cold made Zhen frightened. He circulated the whole view of every place. Zhen ran in search of the light that illuminated the lost field of grass.

Brucks

Suddenly he stumbled upon something, "What is that?" Zhen wanted to get up from where he had fallen, but when he touched the ground he touched the ground it was like someone's hand. The hand was so cold and damp like someone who was lifeless. Because so curious Zhen saw whose hand he held this.

There was a handsome man lying stiffly surrounded by white lotus flowers around him. The long, jet-black hair with a face so pale white, wearing a luxurious black hanfu patterned in golden dragon. And one more thing, his chest that was full of blood. Zhen subconsciously drew closer to the man's face.

I don't know why his face looks so familiar. Does Zhen know him somewhere? Of course not, he had never met this man. But if noticed, his face was somewhat similar to her. So too with his lonely-looking appearance. He tried to check his breath whether this handsome man was really dead or not. And apparently no air at all blows. 'No breathing, is he really dead?' Think Zhen.

"Who are you? Why do you have so much in common with me?" Zhen asked even though he knew that the question was impossible for the dead to answer.

Suddenly the man's eyes opened wide and showed two blood red beads. Exactly the same eyes as Zhen.

Zhen immediately distanced his face because it was so shocked that the man was still alive. The man woke up with a very pale face. His eyes glanced at the frightened Zhen looking at the man. The man's hand lifted and grabbed Zhen's still-frightened face. But he could not move despite wanting to. His dingy hand stroked Zhen's cheek and then crept to his chin. He easily pulled his face to narrow the distance between their faces. A grin appeared on his pale face.

Jleb

Zhen's eyes widened as that cold hand forcefully broke through his chest and squeezed his heart. The man said something…

"Wake up…"

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