Hearing a voice in a daze, Wen Rensheng felt like he was being thrown into a subway car in disgust by two people.
Then a stinking corpse was thrown on top of him.
For him, who has always been perfectly clean, this was a great mental test.
He always felt that there was something wrong with the script.
But I’ve seen it in advance, so I can’t complain.
I can only say that the script is just words after all, and it is impossible to completely restore the reality.
There is a sentence in the script: "People can eat each other". How tragic would it be in reality?
Bear with it.
I am very content if I don't become an eunuch like my father, my driver Lao Li, and my father-in-law Lao Wu.
The car was very bumpy and we were walking on the dirt road. There was choking dust in our noses and hot beads of sweat on our faces.
It was dark in front of me, and the sun must be very hot.
"This blind man Guo is so pitiful. He has never had a full meal since he was a child. He crawls in the mud every day. When he dies, he will not have a shabby straw mat." An old farmer pulling the cart sighed.
"It's good that he still lived for 17 years. My baby was beaten to death by the second young master at the age of 11 in the name of practicing martial arts. Unfortunately, he is only 11 years old and is still a boy from the third generation." Another old man pulling a cart.
Start crying.
"Old Wutou, you don't dare to say this if you are desperate for your life. Follow me and you were born in a villa."
"Born in a mountain villa." Old Wu Toumu said blankly.
"Die in the villa."
"Die in the villa."
The two old farmers stopped talking and took Wen Rensheng and the other body to a cliff, then pushed them down.
Perhaps out of pity, Old Wutou tied a broken straw mat on the blind boy's body, which is used for lining up cars.
"Let it be your coffin before you die. It's better than walking away naked." Old Wutou sighed again, and then followed his companions.
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Wen Rensheng fell off the cliff all the way.
The broken straw mat played a very important role. Without it, it would have been scraped to death by thorns and corners on the way.
This script can no longer evolve.
Finally landed at the bottom of the cliff.
The cliff was not too high, more than 100 meters, and there were some inclines. It was rolling and slipping, so I didn't fall to death, but my leg was still broken.
If it was any higher, I really wouldn't be able to survive.
He knew that an important supporting role would be dropped next in the script.
But he is no longer willing to act according to the script, act as a backing and be beaten to death, gain the gratitude of the supporting role, and then embark on the path of the leading role.
Too cruel.
Now that his legs are broken, he doesn't want to be beaten to death again.
He rested for a while, sniffed carefully with his nose, and found some wild fruits. He took a tentative bite and found that it was fine, so he ate them all immediately.
It's so pitiful. It wasn't until he was thrown under the cliff and left unattended that the blind boy knew the feeling of fullness for the first time.
There are a lot of wild fruits under the cliff, probably because they have absorbed the nutrients of the dead and no one comes here to pick them, so there are a lot of them.
After Wen Rensheng had eaten, he rested for a while.
Then began to fumble to make a soft cushion.
Use turf, vines, and branches to make it as thick as possible and make it look like a bed.
After struggling like this for two days, he heard a small sound coming from the cliff.
The only advantage a blind man has is probably his good ears.
There is no other reason than that a blind man who cannot use his ears cannot survive.
"Uncle Sun, don't blame us. This is all the master's orders. If you want to blame me, it's because you are too strong." A certain man A said.
"Yes, Mr. Sun, you have reached the ninth level of body tempering and you have your own son. You still want him to have your last name. This really makes me worried!" Man B said again.
"You villain! I have always been loyal to Lord Taishan. Sun is my son-in-law. It is precisely in order not to covet Lord Taishan's inheritance that I let my son change his surname back to me!" the young man said in an angry voice.
"Stop talking and throw him down quickly."
"He is at the ninth level of body tempering. Should we cut off his head first?"
"Let's keep the body intact. If the seventh lady comes here in the future, we can pass it all on to the second young master. He was the one who told us to throw him away."
After the two of them finished speaking, they threw the cursing Uncle Sun off the cliff.
It’s a fun story to watch, although it’s cliche and often performed.
"哐"!
With a sound, Uncle Sun fell onto the thick mat laid out by Wen Rensheng.
The two people above didn't look much and walked away.
After all, this is not a nice place, it is very unlucky.
Ancient people were very superstitious and did not want to stay in such a place.
I don't know how much time passed, but Uncle Sun woke up and said in disbelief: "I'm not dead?"
"You're not dead, you smashed my bed." Wen Rensheng said calmly from the side.
"Is there someone? You are a blind man." Uncle Sun looked at these blind young men in ragged clothes and did not recognize each other at all.
The levels of both parties are too different.
"Yes, you were left behind by them too, right?" Wen Rensheng asked.
"Well, it seems that your bed saved my life." Uncle Sun is not stupid at all. A fool can't learn more advanced martial arts.
The storyteller is completely talking nonsense about how a fool can practice magic skills and how an illiterate person can become a flying immortal.
Martial arts is ten times more difficult than imperial examination.
If you can't understand the secrets thoroughly, figure out the details clearly, and create a clear image in your mind, practicing a little wrong will lead to a dead end.
And if you fail the imperial examination once, you can still come back many times until you die of old age.
"Yeah." Wen Rensheng didn't take any credit, he just fumbled around to make the bed again.
"Forget it, come with me." Uncle Sun reluctantly stood up, carried the blind boy on his back, and left the smelly corpse-strewn bottom of the cliff.
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Three months later, in the valley, Wen Rensheng, who had recovered from his injuries, was practicing a body tempering technique given by Aunt Sun.
Although he has lost his strength, his wisdom and knowledge are still there.
I quickly established a complete model in my mind and thoroughly understood every link in it.
It didn't take long for me to practice well.
"After you practice this Kung Fu, even if you are a blind man, you will be able to identify your location by listening to the sound, and look at the door to make a living. I have finally repaid you for your life-saving grace." Uncle Sun looked at Wen Rensheng.
He said with some satisfaction that he was practicing well.
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If someone saves you, repay him or her.
If someone harms you, take revenge.
It's that simple.
He was able to practice to the ninth level because he was willing to work hard in martial arts and his aptitude was above average. Unexpectedly, just because of this, he suffered the jealousy of Master Taishan.
Now he had figured it out: Tarzan was confused.
I was tricked by those ignorant sons.
I was deceived by those ambitious adopted sons.
After all, his son is also Lord Taishan's grandson.
To put it bluntly, if he seizes power, he will eventually pass it on to his son, who is still the blood of Lord Taishan.
And once those adopted sons seize power, they will definitely kill everyone in Master Taishan's family.
"Thank you, Mr. Sun." Wen Rensheng fully performed the true character of a blind young man.
"There's no need to thank me. Once you've mastered your kung fu, we'll go our separate ways. If you follow me, you'll die quickly." Uncle Sun looked up at the mountain peaks in the distance.
"I wonder what Aunt Sun has planned?" Of course Wen Rensheng would not part ways.
What a joke, the meal ticket still falls on this guy.
"I want to send a message to my wife, take my wife and son away, and tell Master Taishan that those adopted sons are not trustworthy."
"If you do this, you will die."
"Why?"
"If your wife didn't know about it, she would definitely go to her father's house and make a big fuss when she found out about it; if she knew about it, you would have thrown yourself into a trap." Even if Wen Rensheng didn't read the script, he knew that Uncle Sun's idea was too naive.
Thinking of people is a bit too normal.
The current owner of the village is obviously obsessed, and everything he does is exactly like an emperor passing the throne.
In history, which emperor was still sober and willing to listen to advice when passing the throne?
Liu Che? Zhu Yuanzhang?
The huge Howling Manor is indeed like a whole world to many people.
The owner of the village is the emperor in the minds of many people.
