Mystery Makes Me Strong

"Throw him to the corpse cliff!"

Hearing a voice in a daze, Wen Rensheng felt that he was thrown into an underground car with disgust by two people.

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

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

He always felt that there was something wrong with the script.

But I saw it in advance, so I can't complain.

It can only be said that the script is only words after all, and it is impossible to completely restore the truth.

A sentence in the script: "people cannibalize each other", how tragic will it be in reality?

Bear with it.

I am very content that I did not become the **** father-in-law like my father, my driver Lao Li, and my father-in-law Lao Wu.

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

It was dark in front of me, and the sun should be very hot.

"This blind Guo is really pitiful. He has never had a full meal since he was a child. He crawls in the mud every day, and when he dies, he has no broken straw mat." An old farmer pulling a cart sighed.

"It's better that he still lived for 17 years. That baby in my family was beaten to death by the second young master at the age of 11 in the name of practicing martial arts. Pity that he is only 11 years old, and he is still a three-generation single-handed boy." Another old man pulling a cart cry.

"Old Wutou, you don't want to die, but you don't dare to say that. Follow me. You were born in a villa."

"Born in a villa." Old Wu Toumu said dully.

"Died in the villa."

"Died in the villa."

The two old peasants stopped talking after that, and took Wen Rensheng and another corpse to a cliff and pushed them down.

Perhaps it was because of pity, the old head of Wu tied a broken grass mat on the blind boy's body.

"Just be your coffin before you die. It's better than walking naked." Old Wu Tou sighed again, then followed his companions.

…………

Wen Rensheng fell off the cliff all the way.

The broken grass mat played a considerable role. Without it, I would have been scratched to death by the thorns and stone horns halfway.

This script will not evolve.

Finally landed at the bottom of the cliff.

The cliff is not too high, more than 100 meters, and it is also inclined at a certain angle. It even rolled and slipped, so I didn't fall to my death, but my leg was still broken.

No matter how high you are, you really can't survive.

He knew that the script would drop an important supporting role next.

But he didn't want to act according to the script any more. He was smashed to death as a backer, got the gratitude of the supporting role, and then embarked on the path of the protagonist.

Too cruel.

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

He rested for a while, sniffed carefully with his nose, found some wild fruits, took a tentative bite, and found that it was no big deal, so he immediately ate it clean.

It's so pitiful. It wasn't until he was thrown under the cliff and no one was looking after him that the blind boy knew for the first time what fullness was.

There are quite a lot of wild fruits under the cliff, probably because they have absorbed the nutrients of the dead, and no one has come here to pick them, so there are many.

After Wen Rensheng was full, he rested for a while.

Then began to **** to make a soft cushion.

The turf, vines, branches, in short, try to make it as thick as possible to make it look like a bed.

After struggling like this for two days, he heard a subtle sound from the cliff.

The only advantage of a blind man is that his ears are easy to use.

There is no other reason. A blind man with poor ears cannot survive.

"Uncle Sun, don't blame us, this is all the master's order, if you want to blame it, you are too strong." A certain man said.

"Yes, Uncle Sun, you have already tempered your body at the ninth level, and you have a son of your own. If you want him to take your surname, it really makes the master uneasy!" said the second man again.

"Little man! I have always been loyal to Lord Taishan. Sun is the son-in-law who came to the door. It is precisely in order not to covet Lord Taishan's inheritance that he changed his surname back to my surname!" The young man's voice was exasperated.

"Stop talking, just throw him away."

"He's at the ninth level of body quenching, do you want to cut off his head first?"

"Leave a whole corpse. If Miss Seven comes over in the future, let's leave it all to the Second Young Master. He said he would throw people away."

After the two of them finished speaking, they threw Uncle Sun, who was yelling at him, off the cliff.

I like to hear it, although it is a cliché and repeated inheritance of grievances.

"Bang"!

With a sound, Uncle Sun fell onto the thick mat that Wen Rensheng had laid out.

The two above didn't look at it much and left.

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

The ancients were very superstitious and did not want to stay in such a place.

I don't know how long it took, when Uncle Sun woke up and said incredulously, "I'm not dead?"

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

"Someone? You are blind." Uncle Sun looked at the blind teenagers in rags and didn't recognize them at all.

The levels of the two sides are too far apart.

"Yes, you were also left behind by them, right?" Wen Rensheng asked.

"Well, it seems that your bed saved my life." Uncle Sun is not stupid at all, and a fool can't learn advanced martial arts at all.

The storyteller is completely bullshitting, what a fool can become a magician, and an illiterate one can become an immortal.

Wugong is ten times more difficult than the imperial examination.

If you can't understand the secrets, you can't figure out the details, you can't create a clear image in your mind. If you practice a little wrong, you will end up dead.

And if you fail once in the imperial examinations, you can do it many times until you die of old age.

"Yeah." Wen Rensheng didn't take credit, he just fumbled to clean up the bed.

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

…………

Three months later, in the valley, Wen Rensheng, who had recovered from his injuries, was practicing a body quenching exercise given by Grandpa Sun.

Although he has lost his strength, his wisdom and knowledge are still there.

He quickly established a complete model in his mind and understood every link in it thoroughly.

It didn't take long, and he practiced in a similar fashion.

"If you have mastered this kung fu, even if you are blind, you will be able to identify your position by listening to the sound, look at the gate and eat, and I will be able to repay your life-saving grace." Uncle Sun looked at Wen Rensheng. He cultivated well, and said with a little relief.

He is not a great good person, let alone a great evil person, just a relatively normal person.

When others save them, they will repay one or two.

If others harm you, you will take revenge.

It's that simple.

He is willing to work hard in martial arts, and his aptitude is in the middle and upper class, so he can train to the ninth floor. He didn't expect that just because of this, he would be hated by Lord Taishan.

Now he has figured it out: Tarzan is confused.

I was deceived by those ignorant sons~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and deceived by those ambitious adopted sons.

After all, his son is also the grandson of Lord Taishan.

Taking ten thousand steps back, he seized power, but in the end he still had to pass it on to his son, the blood of Lord Taishan.

And once those adopted sons seize power, they will definitely kill everyone in Lord Taishan's family.

"Thank you, Uncle Sun." Wen Rensheng fully demonstrated the true character of a blind boy.

"You don't need to thank me. When you practice kung fu well, we will part ways. Follow me and you will die quickly." Uncle Sun looked up at the distant mountain.

"I wonder what Uncle Sun's plans are?" Of course Wen Rensheng would not part ways.

Joke, the meal ticket still has to land on this guy.

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

"If you do this, you will die."

"why?"

"If your wife doesn't know about it, she will definitely go to her father's place to make a scene when she finds out about it; if you know about it, then you will be caught in the net." Even if Wen Rensheng didn't read the script, he knew that Uncle Sun's idea was too naive.

It's a little too normal to think of people.

The current villa owner is obviously lost in his mind, and all his actions are exactly like the emperor's succession.

In history, was there any emperor who remained sober and willing to listen to persuasion when he passed the throne?

Liu Che? Zhu Yuanzhang?

The huge Howling Wind Villa is indeed like a world to many people.

The villa master, in the eyes of many people, is the throne.