Chapter 1552 Practice
“Throw him to the cliff of corpses!”
Hearing a voice in a daze, Wen Rensheng felt like he was being thrown into a place with disgust by two people. Cars lined up on the ground.
Subsequently, a stinking corpse was thrown onto him.
For him who has always been perfectly clean, this is really 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.
It can only be said 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?
Just bear with it.
I would be content if I didn't become an eunuch like my father, my driver Lao Li, or my father-in-law Lao Wu.
The car was 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 lived for 17 years. My baby was beaten to death by the second young master in the name of practicing martial arts when he was 11 years old. Unfortunately, he was only 11 years old, and he was still a boy from the third generation. "Another old man pulling the cart cried.
"Old Wu Toumu, you are desperate for your life, but you don't dare to say this. Follow me, you were born in a villa."
"Born in a villa." Old Wu Toumu said blankly.
"Died in the villa."
"Died in the villa."
The two old farmers stopped talking and worked hard to remove Wen Rensheng and the other corpse. He was brought to a cliff and pushed down.
Perhaps out of pity, the old Wutou tied a broken straw mat on the blind boy's body.
"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 considerable role. Without it, it would have been scraped to death by thorns and stone corners halfway.
This script can no longer evolve.
Finally landed at the bottom of the cliff.
The cliff is not too high, more than 100 meters, and there are some slopes. It is rolling and slipping, so I didn't fall to death, but my leg was still broken.
If it were 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 get beaten half to death, gain the gratitude of the supporting role, and then embark on the path of the protagonist.
Too cruel.
Now that his legs are broken, he doesn’t want to be beaten half 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 that the blind boy didn’t know the feeling of fullness for the first time until he was thrown under the cliff and left unattended.
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 was full, he rested for a while.
Then he began to fumble to make a soft cushion.
Turf, vines, branches, in short, make it as thick as possible and make it look like a bed.
After two days of struggling like this, 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 whose ears cannot function cannot survive.
"Uncle Sun, don't blame us. These are all the master's orders. If you want to blame, 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.
"Young man! I have always been loyal to Master Taishan. Sun is my son-in-law. It is precisely in order not to covet Master 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. Do you want to chop off the head first?"
"Keep the whole body, just in case. When Miss Seven comes over in the future, we might as well leave it all to the Second Young Master, who was the one who told me to throw him down."
After the two of them finished speaking, they threw the cursing Uncle Sun off the cliff.
It is a joy to hear and see, although it is cliche and often performed, the inheritance of grudges.
"Bang"!
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.
This is not a good place after all, it is very unlucky.
People in ancient times 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 blind." 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 far apart.
"Yes, you were thrown away 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. Some idiots can practice magic skills, and some illiterate people can practice flying immortals.
Martial arts is ten times more difficult than the 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.
But 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 Mr. Sun.
Although he has lost his power, 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 to practice well.
"After you practice this set of 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 repaid you for your life-saving grace." Sun Seeing Wen Rensheng practicing well, the uncle said with some relief.
He is neither a great good person nor a great evil person, he is just a relatively normal person.
If someone saves you, repay him or her.
If someone harms you, take revenge.
It’s that simple.
He was willing to work hard in martial arts, and his aptitude was above average, so he was able to practice to the ninth level. Unexpectedly, just because of this, he suffered the jealousy of Lord Taishan.
Now he has figured it out: Taishan is 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 another way, if he seizes power, he will eventually pass it on to his son, who is still the blood of Master Taishan.
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 boy.
"There's no need to thank me. Once you've mastered your kung fu, we'll go our separate ways. Follow me and you'll die quickly." Uncle Sun looked up at the mountains in the distance.
“I wonder what Uncle Sun has planned?” Of course Wen Rensheng would not part ways.
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 reliable."
"If you do this, you will die."
"Why?"
"If your wife didn't know about it, she would definitely go to her father's place to make a fuss after knowing about it; if she knew about it, then you would have thrown yourself into a trap." Even if Wen Rensheng didn't read the script, he still I know that Uncle Sun's idea is too naive.
Think of people as 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?
To many people, the huge Howling Villa seems like a whole world.
The owner of the village, in the minds of many people, is the throne.
(End of this chapter)