After returning to the room, I leaned against the door, slowly squatted on the ground, bit my fingers with my teeth, and began to meditate deeply.
After thinking about it, thinking about it, I finally made up my mind that no matter whether this bastard has a broken sleeve or not, whether he is merciful at all times, or whether he leaves his body alone, in short, he must be sent away.
This bastard must not be allowed to stay.
After all, he is not a mortal, and behind him is a bunch of terrifying gods, monsters, and ghosts.
He might drag me into something as bizarre as the dream of not returning to the city again for no reason.
The weird part, judging from the fact that my body and soul have been violently combined to death, it seems that the sooner this bastard is sent away, the better.
My mother just said that I had used harsh words to slander that bastard’s reputation more than once.
I had used harsh words to slander that bastard’s reputation more than once in public, and even in front of that bastard more than once.
He used harsh and mean words to spread rumors and slander the reputation of that bastard in public, which seriously insulted the bastard's dignity as a man.
Although I was convinced from the bottom of my heart that this was a shameless, shameless and thorough bastard, and there was absolutely no point in that.
There is no dignity at all, but in order to let him return to the South China Sea obediently, before this goal was successfully achieved, I had to lower my posture into the dust, wronged myself, and expressed it to him against his will.
There shouldn't be any apology at all, and then you can flatter him so much that you can coax him into being so proud that he forgets everything, and then you can take the opportunity to invite this great god back to the South China Sea.
In my heart, I began to secretly plan a comprehensive strategy.
The next day, I deliberately got up early, and then I called Xiao Dezi and Xiao Fuzi.
Carrying large and small bags of fruits and vegetables, under the guise of going to apologize to that bastard, the group of people went there with great fanfare.
Rush to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Soon, a large number of fellow villagers gathered on both sides of the street.
They couldn't stop pointing at us, uh, at me, and chattering noisily.
It sounded like It was a pot of boiling water, constantly breaking and reuniting, gathering and breaking again, alternating between destruction and aggregation, rising and falling one after another like boiling water with huge bubbles, which made my ears keep buzzing.
There was a buzzing sound, and my mind couldn't help but think of the scene of a thousand carriages speeding past, dust flying, and the sound shaking.
Although I can't clearly hear what they are saying, but just from their unfriendly eyes, it is not difficult to deduce that at this moment, they must be slandering me to death.
In this situation, at this moment, I really want to completely abandon all sense of propriety and improper manners, and rush directly to them, speaking earnestly and sincerely, and crying at them solemnly with snot and tears.
I declare that I am really, really, really, really, truly, so true that I don’t know how true it will be.
I am not a cut-sleeve guy, and I don’t want to seduce Mr.
Jun, who they hold dear to their hearts.
Since there were so many of us, Xiao Dezi and Xiao Fuzi still had sabers hanging on their waists, so my dear fellow villagers only dared to stand and watch from a distance, desperately suppressing their desire to swoop up and hold me down.
With strong thoughts of derogation, Zhou Bapi talked loudly to each other about what was going on here and what was going on there.
When he got to the emotional point, he couldn't help but spit on the ground.
He looked at me with the utmost contempt, and wished he could bring along all my ancestors with him to show his contempt for me one by one.
This kind of scene really made me feel speechless.
I really didn’t understand.
Everyone usually lowered their heads and didn’t look up to see each other.
I just collected rent according to the old rules.
They didn’t take care of me.
That’s fine.
How could I still pay the rent?
Because Jun Mo is such a foreigner, I am so angry with each other.
Could it be because of the evil hatred of the rich that no ordinary person in this world can get rid of?
From this point of view, they are angry.
I, that bastard Jun Mo is just a cover for them to openly vent their anger towards me.
Hey, this can only be blamed on the young master.
I was reincarnated into the right family, into a rich family, so I am destined to have less struggle.
Ten years, or even hundreds of years, just sit back and enjoy the achievements Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel deeply guilty for living a luxurious life where I could only stretch out my hands for clothes and open my mouth for food.
I frequently went to brothels, brothels, pubs and gambling houses, without even the slightest chance to work in the fields.
Incessantly, at the same time, I gradually relieved the fact that I could not live in harmony with my parents and fellow villagers.
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After all, the gap between the rich and the poor was there nakedly.
It was all my fault that I was too rich.
I also hated it so much.
I hated it so much, but I could only Can hate very much, hate very much I was immersed in the sadness that I was too rich and couldn't extricate myself.
I pretended to pull my sleeves to wipe away the tears on my face.
At this time, my whole face was completely swollen into a pig's head, and there were still spots on my head.
She was wrapped tightly in white silk tapes, leaving only a pair of eyes that were wandering around and a big mouth exposed innocently.
The old wounds were not healed yesterday.
Xiao Dezi, who was newly injured after I ordered a violent beating, suddenly came up to me and smiled mischievously at me: "Master, I suddenly remembered that since I came here to show off to that bastard Jun Although this apology is just for show, after all, this is a complete show.
Bearing thorns, how can it be done without thorns?"
As he said this, he calmly took out a handful from his sleeve and tied it tightly into a bundle.
The thorns were dangling triumphantly in front of my eyes.
"Uh uh uh uh uh, this" With a look of surprise on my face, I pointed with my finger at the bundle of thorns, which was as thick as the wrist bone of an adult man.
I couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
"Sir, I can only imitate General Lian Po, take off all my clothes and expose my upper back, put this thorn stick on my back, and put on a posture of being willing to let that bastard to be beaten and punished, without any resistance at all.
Only then can you show your sincerity in going to plead guilty."
Xiao Dezi kept talking and spitting, while stuffing the thorn sticks into my arms again and again.
"Are you stupid?
That bastard is not a kind person.
If I just pretend that I am willing to let that bastard be beaten and punished without any resistance, then that bastard will not If he really hit me and punished me for promoting me, wouldn't I be like fish on the chopping board and let him slaughter and cut it?
More importantly, if he really does this, will he be willing to do it?
I refuse to forgive the young master, but secondly, the young master’s face will be completely lost.
This is really so bad, so bad, so bad, so bad, so bad that I don’t know how bad it is.
Bad idea, I want you to use your brains more and read more books on weekdays.
Don’t use yourselves as wine bags and rice bags all day long.”
From the moral high ground, I cursed Xiao Dezi all the time.
If I were asked to take off my clothes and carry that tattered thorn stick, exposing my daughter, I wouldn’t tell you whether that bastard Jun Mo would let me down the stairs or not, or I would be frozen to death, and most importantly, I would be embarrassed in public.
This embarrassing appearance will definitely become a joke among the folks after dinner.
From now on, I will never stand upright and blatantly ask for rent from them.
It will be gone too Xiao Dezi said sadly: "Face is something external to the body.
It cannot be seen or touched.
What's more, I don't care about this kind of thing at all.
For me, face is completely dispensable.
Now it is So what if you don’t save face first?
If you can successfully achieve your goal, it will be a success.”
"What if that bastard refuses to get off the donkey, kicks his nose in his face, and really takes a thorn stick at me and beats him to death, then I will suffer a big loss."
I frowned slightly He frowned and looked at Xiao Dezi, who was standing and talking without feeling his back pain, and said as if he was asking for an apology.
"What you said is wrong.
Even if that bastard Jun really wants to take action, aren't there still a few of us living people around you?
Naturally, we are not vegetarians.
We will rush over and stop him even if we risk our lives.
I guarantee that I won't let you be beaten to death by that bastard Jun.
At most, I will be wronged and slapped a few times by that bastard."
Xiao Dezi's face was excited, and his eyes were shining with excitement, vividly With his own actions, he successfully explained what it means to have nothing to do with him.
He won't be beaten to death by that bastard.
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At most, he will be slapped a few times by that bastard and that's all.
After hearing this, I was so angry that my teeth itched, and my mouth was twitching like a convulsion.
I wanted to just grab his collar, wave my fist, and hit him hard again and again.
His face, which was already swollen into a pig's head, was greeting wildly.
"It really doesn't matter if I get whipped a few times with this thorn stick."
I frowned slightly and put on a serious look on my face.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter."
As the saying goes, if you don't want to let go of your children, you can't trap the wolf.
A man can bend and stretch.
When heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to a man, he must first strengthen his will, work his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, and deplete his body. , What he did was chaotic, so he was tempted to endure what he couldn't do.
King Gou Jian of Yue had benefited from what he couldn't do, so he lay down on his salary and tasted courage because of the shame of the snow country.
Han Xin was humiliated and then able to command an army of millions.
Xue Pinggui had no choice but to beg for food and then became the Western The prince-in-law of the Liang Kingdom, became the king of Xiliang, and finally became the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
These are inspiring examples, but they are all here.
I might as well imitate them.
After all, the world is big, and I don’t want to bastard that king.
It will be a big deal if you drive me away."
The old monk Xiao Dezi kept chanting in my ears as if he was possessed, and he quoted scriptures at every turn.
What he said was so awe-inspiring and righteous.
"Okay, since it doesn't matter if you hit me twice, and you are so adaptable and flexible, Xiao Dezi, and know how to take the overall situation into consideration, then I will be born with you, and you can carry this thorn on your back."
I didn't blush, my heart didn't beat, I couldn't get angry.
Panting, he spoke confidently.
Xiao Dezi said pitifully: "No, Master, I mean" Before he could finish speaking, I hurriedly interjected: "Look, Xiao Dezi is so exquisite and considerate.
If you can be one ten thousandth like him, I won't be able to sleep in my dream."
You can wake up with a smile all your life.”
After complimenting Xiao Dezi against his will for a long time, I finally got back to the topic, "Since Xiao Dezi has become so enlightened, we have to help him, otherwise, it will hurt him a lot."
I have a positive heart."
Then, I ordered Xiaowen They used strong tactics to pounce forward and tugged at Xiao Dezi's body.
Soon they stripped off Xiao Dezi's upper body, exposing him just as he said.
He took out the entire back, and then tied the bundle of thorns to it.
Xiao Dezi looked like he was about to cry but did not dare to say anything.
He was shivering pitifully in the cold wind and his whole body was shivering.
The goosebumps all over his body were prominent.
He used his big, warm palms to stop them.
The place is rubbing back and forth The arms exposed to the cold air were hunched over like an old man.
This miserable scene looked so miserable that others couldn't help but feel pity for the shark.
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