After listening to the introduction, Bai Yujun felt that he was just listening to a story.

Ren Canghai, once a very famous monk in the Liang Kingdom, has cultivated to the golden elixir stage. Don’t underestimate the golden elixir stage cultivation. Such strength is considered an expert in today’s withering cultivation world. He is a casual cultivator.

, after becoming famous, he assisted the monarch of Liang to conquer the country and establish the kingdom.

Now that basically no one can do anything about it, the situation in the various countries is gradually stabilizing. Ren Canghai no longer travels around and focuses on building a wealthy family. No one will refuse him if he can become a powerful family.

The Ren family is truly unparalleled in beauty. They are brothers to the king and are masters. They build mansions and have beautiful concubines. Perhaps the higher their cultivation level, the harder it is to have heirs, so they only have one son. Ren Canghai devoted all his efforts to this son. The king

In order to show the closeness between the two families, a princess was specially betrothed to Ren Canghai's son.

This is what the pinnacle of life is like, from being a homeless monk to a wealthy and aristocratic family, and being the envy of countless people.

As the saying goes, everything goes downhill after the peak, especially if an old and wealthy family would let an upstart come in to take a share of the pie. Even if they don't have any experts, they have plans and schemes.

Inexplicably, Ren Canghai, a master of the golden elixir, died. He died inexplicably.

A violent storm hit overnight, and various memorials were filed to impeach him for plotting to rebel. Ren Canghai, who had only died for a day, never expected that the Ren family would fall apart. Many nobles secretly divided up his family property, leaving only his only son with no aristocratic title.

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Brother Qiangtou is a local snake. Those big shots have dirty hands and feet, leaving too many traces and knowing many things.

"Ren Canghai's only son is named Ren Zhuo. After the accident, he was sent to the fiefdom by the king, which is in Lushui Town."

"You're doing well. Go home and adapt to the changes in your physical fitness."

"What should be done~"

Brother Qiangtou bent down to thank him, then straightened up and found that he was the only one left in the private room, and the tea was still steaming...

Horses are not allowed to ride in downtown areas. This is a law purely aimed at ordinary people.

Bai Yujun galloped wildly on his horse. The black horse was extremely nimble. It rushed straight to the city gate like a gust of wind without hurting anyone. It also attracted the envy of many people who like horses. These days, a good horse is no different from an expensive luxury car. What's more,

It's a rare thing to meet, but it's a pity that the black horse passed by and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He rushed to the gate of the city, grabbed a traveling merchant and asked for directions to Lushui Town without stopping.

The clouds are gathering...

At the same time, there was a broken house in Lushui Town.

Lying in the dilapidated thatched house was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. This was the dilapidated and dilapidated house in Lushui Town. It might as well be called a stable and pig den. When no one was inhabiting, the dilapidated house next door used to raise pigs. Now,

But the resident was a skinny, dark-skinned young man. His hair had not been washed for a long time and was dirty, dry and dandruffed. His rags barely covered his body.

It stands to reason that the young man would not be in such a state of despair, but things are unpredictable.

He is Ren Zhuo, the former wealthy young master who is now the master of Dew Water Town. Yes, the king gave him Dew Water Town as a fiefdom, but it was actually a prison. After all, the rich and powerful were very particular about their appearance and it was too ugly to do so.

The house is built with stones and yellow mud. It has been abandoned for a long time and has a smell of earthy yellow mud. It is especially unpleasant every time it rains. The roof leaks and air leaks everywhere.

I got up to go find something to eat, and saw through the broken doors and windows that the townspeople were moving things home to protect themselves from the rain.

Pa da~

A piece of coarse grain cake was thrown out of the window. I didn't see who threw it. Ren Zhuo whispered thank you and secretly ate the cake without shouting. The villagers in the town didn't want to see the young people being tortured and suffered. Occasionally they would throw it in secretly to eat when no one was paying attention.

, without the help of kind villagers, Ren Zhuo would not be alive today.

Sudden……

With a bang, the shabby wooden door was kicked open again, and four young men in colorful clothes came in.

"Oh~ Our Lord of Dew Town actually eats this garbage that only pigs can eat. Come on, take away the cake and throw it away. Really, how can you let the prince-in-law eat this?"

Immediately, some ferocious gangsters came forward and snatched away the whole-grain cake, threw it to the ground in front of Ren Zhuo and stomped on it several times.

Ren Zhuo sat motionless in the corner. At this time, no matter whether he resisted or begged, it would arouse the other party's desire for more torture. After being bullied for a long time, he also understood people's thoughts. Only lifeless and lumpy things would make people lose interest.

"Speak? Is the prince-in-law mute?"

The loser stepped forward again, turned Ren Zhuo's face over, and slapped him hard twice!

The four handsome men laughed, as if torturing this former comrade was inexplicably satisfying. It was not only a hobby, but also fulfilling a task assigned by the family.

"The city lord's mansion really stinks. I'm worried about the itching all over me when I come here. Oh, how about you commit suicide? It saves me the hassle of running back and forth."

Ren Zhuo remained silent.

"Oh, I can bear it quite well. I heard that your mother couldn't bear the insult and threw herself into a well. Alas, it's a pity. The servants in my family haven't married yet. It's a pity~"

"As well as your father's concubines, I have two of them in my family. Gee, they are really good at taking care of others, haha~"

"Dare you stare at grandpa? Hit me!"

"Don't beat him to death! He is our Liang Kingdom's consort! Hahaha!"

There was a loud banging sound of punches and kicks, and Ren Zhuo curled up and held his head, gritting his teeth without making a sound.

The villagers outside pointed at the dilapidated house and shook their heads and sighed. Perhaps the four young masters disliked the smell of the house and did not want to stay any longer. They chatted for a while and went out to mount their horses and leave. This has become a daily routine. Every one or two days, someone will come to the house and beat them violently.

He will be humiliated, but he will never be beaten to death.

Rumble~

There was a thunderstorm, and Ren Zhuo struggled to crawl to the piece of coarse grain cake that had been trampled to pieces in the shabby house. Holding back the pain and trembling, he picked up the cake and carefully blew off the mud and stones and wolfed it down into his mouth. He didn't want to die. Only by living can he take revenge.

It's raining outside, and the heavy rain makes the world quiet except for the sound of rain.

Ren Zhuo likes heavy rainy days. Only then will no one disturb him and he can be quiet. When looking out the window at the heavy rain, he can think of his father and mother...

After a while, he was whimpering and crying again. His whole body ached and he was so hungry that he almost couldn't bear it anymore...

"Dad...Mom...wuwu...I'm useless..."

Town entrance.

Bai Yujun led his horse and walked slowly into this broken town, which was slightly larger than the village. It was very poor, and the rain was so heavy that the village was muddy. Miraculously, when he walked, he seemed to be floating on the water without getting his shoes wet. He wore a straw hat to protect him from the rain, looking for the man.

Descendants of Ren Canghai.

"Whose child cries so miserably? It can't be that kid. He's so pitiful."

The black horse snorted, waded through the mud and murky water, and followed a certain dragon towards a dilapidated thatched house. Bai Yujun found that there were six martial arts masters guarding him near the dilapidated house. The unlucky guy in the house should be the target.

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"He who comes is stopped!"

The shoes still floated on the water and continued walking forward.

The six men drew their swords without hesitation, and the rain splashed in all directions!

In the house, Ren Zhuo forced himself to check the situation, and saw the flash of a knife. Six people fell into the mud and twitched, their blood spread and diluted...

The girl wearing a straw hat came to the door.

"Are you Ren Zhuo?"

"It's me, who are you?"

The girl smiles.
Chapter completed!