"Twist him to the cliff of corpse!"

When Wen Rensheng heard a sound in a daze, he felt that he was thrown into a platoon by two people.

Then there was a smelly corpse that was thrown onto it.

For him, who has always been perfect and clean, this is a great spiritual test.

He always felt something was wrong with the script.

But I have read it in advance and can't blame anything.

I can only say that the script is just text after all, and it is impossible to completely restore the reality.

A sentence in the script: How tragic will it be in reality?

Be patient.

If you don’t become eunuchs and father-in-law like your father-in-law, driver, old Li, and father-in-law, you will be very content.

The car was very bumpy. Walking on the dirt road, there was choking dust in the nose and hot sweat on the face.

There was darkness in front of me, and the sun should be very hot.

"This blind man Guo is so pitiful. He has never had a full meal since he was a child. He climbs into the mud every day. When he dies, he doesn't have a broken straw mat." An old farmer who pulled the cart sighed.

"Better yet, he has lived for 17 years. My child was beaten to death by the second young master at the age of 11. He was only 11 years old and was still a single-handed boy of three generations." Another old man pulled the cart and cried.

"Old Wu, you don't want to die anymore, you dare not say this. Follow me and you are born in the villa."

"Born in the villa." Old Wu Toumu said blankly.

"Diet in the villa."

"Diet in the villa."

The two old farmers then stopped talking and took Wen Rensheng and another body to a cliff and pushed them down.

Perhaps because of some mercy, the old Wu tied a broken straw mat for the blind boy to the floor and row the cart.

"Just treat your coffin before your death, it's better than leaving naked." Old Wu sighed again, and then followed his companions.

…………

Wen Rensheng fell off the cliff all the way.

The broken straw mat played a considerable role. Without it, I would probably have been scraped to death by the thorns of thorns halfway.

This script can no longer evolve.

Finally landed under the cliff.

The cliff is not too high, more than 100 meters, and it has a tilt angle, rolling and slipping, so it didn't fall to death, but the leg was still broken.

No matter how high it is, I really can't survive.

He knew that the script would fall out with an important supporting role next.

But he was unwilling to act according to the script again. He was smashed to death as a cushion, and was grateful to the supporting role, and then embarked on the path of the protagonist.

Too abused.

Now his legs are broken and he doesn't want to be smashed to death again.

He took a rest for a while, sniffed carefully with his nose, found some wild fruits, and sucked in a bite. He found that nothing big was going on, so he immediately ate it.

It was so pitiful. It was not until it was thrown under the cliff and no one took care of it. The blind boy knew for the first time what it was like to be full.

There are a lot of wild fruits under the cliff, probably because they absorb the nutrients of dead people and no one comes here to pick them, so there are a lot of them.

Wen Rensheng took a rest after he had enough food.

Then I began to fumble to create a soft cushion.

The turf, vines, and branches are as thick as possible, making them look like a bed.

After two days of tossing, he heard a subtle sound from the cliff.

The only advantage of a blind man is probably that his ears work well.

There is nothing else to do. The blind man who has poor ears will not survive.

"Sister-in-law Sun, don't blame us. These are the master's instructions. If you want to blame, you will blame you for being too strong." A man said.

"Yes, Mr. Sun, you have already had your body tempering nine layers and have your own son. You still want him to take your surname. This really makes the master feel worried!" Man B said again.

"Liar! I have always been loyal to Lord Taishan. Sun is the son-in-law. It was in order not to covet Lord Taishan's foundation that he asked his son to change his surname!" The young man's angry voice.

"Stop talking, throw him down quickly."

"He is on the ninth level of body tempering. Should he cut off his head first?"

"Leave a whole body. If Miss Seven comes here in the future, we can also recommend it to the second master. He said he would leave the person."

After the two of them finished speaking, they threw the scolding Mr. Sun off the cliff.

I like to hear, although clichéd and repeatedly staged inheritance grudges.

"Clang"!

With a sound, Mr. Sun fell on the thick mat that Wen Rensheng paved.

The two above didn't look at each other and walked away.

After all, this place is not a good place, it is very unlucky.

People in ancient times were superstitious and were unwilling to stay in such places.

I don’t know how long it took, but Mr. Sun woke up and said incredibly: “I’m not dead?”

"You are not dead, you smashed my bed." Wen Rensheng said lightly from the side.

"Someone? You are blind." Aunt Sun looked at the blind boys in front of him in ragged clothes and did not recognize him at all.

The levels of the two sides are too far apart.

"Yes, you were also thrown away by them, right?" Wen Rensheng asked.

"Well, it seems that your bed saved my life." Mr. Sun was not stupid at all. A fool could not learn more advanced martial arts.

Storytellers are completely nonsense, such as fools who practice magic skills, and those who practice illiteracy to become flying immortals.

Martial arts are ten times more difficult than imperial examinations.

You cannot understand the secrets thoroughly, you cannot figure out the details clearly, and you cannot create clear images in your mind. Practicing a little wrong is a dead end.

The imperial examination will be defeated once, and it will be many times until it dies of old age.

"Yes." Wen Rensheng did not take credit, but just groped to clean up the bed again.

"Forget it, come with me." Aunt Sun reluctantly stood up, carried the blind boy on his back, and left the bottom of the stinking cliff.

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After March, Wen Rensheng, who was well-behaved in the valley, was practicing a body tempering technique given by Mr. Sun.

Although he has no power, his wisdom is still there and his knowledge is still there.

Soon, a complete model was established in my mind and thoroughly understood every link.

It didn't take long to practice well.

"You have practiced this kind of kung fu. Even if you are blind, you can still rely on listening to the sound and making a living. I have already repaid your life-saving grace." Mr. Sun said with some relief as he saw Wen Rensheng practicing well.

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If others save themselves, they will repay one or two.

If others harm themselves, they will take revenge.

It's that simple.

He was willing to work hard in martial arts practice, and his qualifications were middle and upper-level, so he was able to reach the ninth level. Unexpectedly, he was jealous of Lord Taishan just because of this.

Now he had figured it out: Taishan was confused.

I was cheated by those ignorant sons.

He was deceived by those ambitious adopted sons.

Anyway, his son is also the grandson of Lord Taishan.

To take a step back, he would eventually pass it on to his son, and it was the blood of Lord Taishan.

Once those adopted sons seized power, they would definitely kill everyone in Taishan's family.

"Thank you, Sister Sun." Wen Rensheng fully performed the true nature of a blind boy.

"Don't thank me. When you practice kung fu well, let's part ways. Follow me and you will die very quickly." Mr. Sun looked up at the mountains in the distance.

"I wonder what Mr. Sun's plan is?" Wen Rensheng certainly would not part ways.

Joke, the meal tickets will still fall on this guy.

"I want to send a letter to my wife, take my wife and son away, and tell Lord Taishan that those adopted sons are unreliable."

"You will die if you do this."

"Why?"

"If your wife doesn't know about it, she will definitely go to her father's place to make a big fuss when she knows it; if she knows about it, you will fall into the trap." Even if Wen Rensheng didn't read the script, he knew that Mr. Sun's idea was too naive.

It's a bit normal to think about people.

The current owner is obviously confused, and all the practices are exactly like the emperor passing the throne.

In history, which emperor was able to remain sober and willing to listen to advice when he passed the throne?

Liu Che? Zhu Yuanzhang?

To many people, the huge Howling Villa is indeed like a world.
Chapter completed!